Martial Cultivator

The old man said with some regret, "It's just a matter of material. If there are good sword-making materials, this flying sword will not be weaker than a century-old sword."

Chen Chao laughed it off.

The old man turned to look at Chen Chao and said with a smile, "It's all thanks to you that I have such a flying sword. I think you have the potential to become a good swordsmith. How about you? Stay in Jianqi Mountain?"

Chen Chao paused and didn't speak for a while.

The old man said regretfully, "I guess you don't want to become a swordsmith. After all, a pure martial artist like you probably has no interest in being a swordsmith."

Chen Chao said, "Actually, it's not impossible, but this junior probably won't be able to stay in Jianqi Mountain for long."

The old man said, "If you are interested, you can come here and learn how to forge a sword with me before you go down the mountain. I have no taboos. It doesn't matter whether you recognize me as your master or not." .🅆.

Chen Chao surrendered his hand, which was regarded as accepting the matter.

The old man said, "But you can't take this flying sword away."

Chen Chao laughed it off.

The two of them looked at each other, and the old man smiled and said, "You are so angry with me. Remember to save some face when you come to Jianqi Mountain in the future."

Chen Chao smiled bitterly and said, "Why do you think that according to the senior's wishes, the junior will definitely cause trouble for Jianqi Mountain next time he comes?"

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Chen Chao said seriously, "Jianqi Mountain is kind to this junior, and I will never forget it no matter what."

The old man waved his hand and said no more.

Chen Chao bowed and left, and soon arrived in front of the thatched hut. The great uncle from Jianqi Mountain glanced at Chen Chao and sneered, "Do you have any records?"

Chen Chao nodded with a smile and said, "There is no reply yet. Why is there no record? The matter is done."

The old man whispered, "Thousand-year-old cold stone is so precious. How can your Majesty the Emperor really take it out as soon as he says it?"

Chen Chao raised his eyebrows, "Senior, don't you believe it?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this really true?"

Chen Chao said nothing.

The old man smiled and said nothing, stood up and walked into the hut, then waved to Chen Chao.

Chen Chao stood up in confusion.

When I came to the hut, I saw the sword-making stove inside.

Chen Chao had seen the sword-making furnace of the hostile old man on the other side of the cliff before, but now the old man's sword-making furnace was different from what he had seen before.

This is an extremely special sword-making furnace. It doesn't even look like a sword-making furnace, but an ordinary small stove.

Chen Chao looked at the small stove and asked curiously, "Senior, is this a sword-making furnace?"

The old man nodded, sat down on one side, and said to himself, "Your Majesty the Emperor must understand one thing, that is, governing the world is like cooking small dishes. Your knife-making is also a delicate job, and this small stove is just right for it." ”

As he spoke, the old man reached out and threw a bright demon bead into the stove. Then he watched the flames of the stove gradually rise in front of him, and then he smiled and said, "Use the demon bead as firewood. After lighting the fire now, you can't make it until the knife is finished." Do you know how many demon beads will be consumed during this period?"

Chen Chao silently took out a bag of demon beads and said softly, "Junior, I don't have many things, only a lot of demon beads."

Looking at the bag of demon beads that Chen Chao took out, the old man smiled and said, "It looks like he is a close minister of the emperor, and he has a lot of good things."

Chen Chao did not explain in detail about his past and the journey along the way.

There is no need to publicize the experience.

The old man carefully selected the bag of demon beads, and finally sat down by the stove. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I have nothing to do anyway, why don't I tell you a story?"

Chen Chao nodded and said, "This junior is just thinking about asking me the origin of this broken sword."

The old man said angrily, "Are you trying to see Jianqi Mountain's joke?"

Chen Chao shook his head and said softly, "You should keep your mouth shut."

The old man thought for a while, sighed and said, "Speaking of which, you seem to be qualified to listen. That's all. In this thatched house, when I say it, when you hear it, I won't admit it when you go out."

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Senior, please tell me."

The old man frowned, and for a while he didn't know where to start. After thinking for a long time, he said, "The identity of that person is almost impossible to determine now. It is not clear which sect he came from or who he studied under. But It should be certain that that person is also a martial artist."

Many years ago, the martial artist went up the mountain to forge a sword, and Jian Qi Shan had to bow his head. Many years later, this young warrior went up the mountain to reforge the broken sword. The sword still had the same handle. Although the person was not the same, the person who made Jian Qi Shan bow his head was still the same. Takefu.

This may be fate, or it may be the so-called cause and effect. Anyway, every move is probably destined.

Just when Chen Chao was about to speak, the old man said softly, "Don't be in a hurry to ask. I may not know what you want to ask, and you may not be able to think of what I want to say. I gossip, and you can listen to it. Whatever it is." "

Chen Chao nodded and said no more.

But the old man's first words shocked Chen Chao.

"The reason Wan Liuhui changed its name is because that person was dissatisfied with the original name."

Chen Chao frowned. When he and Xie Nandu first talked about the Wanliu Society, Chen Chao was still somewhat interested in this matter. He wanted to know who changed the name of the Wanliu Society from the original Wanliu Society to what it is today. At that time, Chen Chao was still thinking about his name, whether it might be a big shot in a certain sect outside the country, perhaps someone like the previous generation of temple masters, but now the old man's words made Chen Chao feel very surprised. He lowered his head and looked at the broken knife at his waist. Is this person so great?

Naturally, such a grand gathering of young monks would not be able to change just because of his words. What's more, he is still a martial artist. To be able to do this, either that person's fists are extremely big, or he is serious. What immortal achievements have he made for the human race?

The old man said slowly, "That matter was even more secretive than when he went to Jianqi Mountain. I don't know how many people worked together to hide it. I knew that person was him, or because Jianqi Mountain had forged a knife for him." "If it weren't for this section, you wouldn't know this secret now."

Chen Chao said helplessly, "It seems that the previous owner of this sword was very impressive."

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Chen Chao asked, "What is the name of this sword?"

The flying sword is famous, and of course this sword is also famous, but it's just that it's not engraved on the blade, so Chen Chao doesn't know about it.

"At the beginning, Jianqi Mountain thought this incident was a huge shame, so naturally it didn't give it a name. As for what that person thought, we don't know, but this time it is recast, and the name of the sword can be engraved on it for you. You Any ideas?"

The old man looked at Chen Chao.

Chen Chao thought for a while and said softly, "I know how deep the high wall is, and I also know how different the clouds and mud are."

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Let's call it Yunni."

The old man rolled his eyes and rudely said one word, "Sour."