The National Manga Alliance started from the Green Snake Tribulation

Chapter 47
Now the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, he doesn't want to rashly provoke that bullshit Buddha.

After all, he came to the world of Nine Songs of Heaven, not to pacify the world and unify the seven kingdoms, but only to relieve Xuan Jian's obsession, collect some treasures by the way, and make himself stronger.

The unknown, the existence that does not affect one's own plan, of course, can be avoided as much as possible.

The old man shook his head slightly: "I don't know too much about the old man, but I can be sure that the Buddha... doesn't care about Wei Yong. This matter doesn't necessarily have to be Wei Yong. It's just that Wei Yong just happens to have something in someone else's hands, so he is willing to accept it." Drive it."

"Also." The old man sneered and regained some confidence as a master swordsmith, especially when talking about these behind-the-scenes secrets, he seemed to forget that he was just a fish and meat, and talked, "Wei Yong is willing to do this. It must be beneficial, the Buddha just asked us to practice this sword, but he didn't say that we should take this sword..."

Is the Buddha sick?
This was Zhou Wu's first reaction.

Trying hard to refine and combine Mo Xie into one, but have no intention of obtaining the final fruit of success?

So just for fun?
"The purpose of the Buddha is not something we can guess. But he did make it clear that we will arrange the sword ourselves. So Wei Yong planned to wait for the sword to be refined, then use it for his masters, and then give it to our Xu family A batch of treasures. Heh, he is really whimsical, my Xu family doesn't like ordinary treasures, and my Xu family's cheapness is not so easy to take advantage of!"

Heh, you said that your Xu family is more powerful than other schools of thought...

Zhou Wu rolled his eyes, and suddenly sneered, "We've been talking for so long, have you procrastinated enough?"

The old man's expression froze, and horror flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Wu laughed and said, "Are you curious that the furnace has been on for so long, and the fierce aura and chaotic will come out crazily, but I'm fine?"

The old man nodded, paused and said: "My Xu family has practiced swords all the year round, and I am quite familiar with the evil spirit. Naturally, I have a special way to resist it, but you, a righteous man?"

Zhou Wu raised his finger to point to the stove, and said, "Help me reshape the sword, and I'll tell you."

"A righteous man won't go back on his word, will he?" He was actually a little worried that he would be killed and silenced after he finished his work.

Zhou Wu probably guessed the hidden worries in his heart, and held the other's palm affectionately.

"To tell you the truth, I come from Lord Xinling's mansion, and you know that my young master loves talents the most, otherwise how could there be as many as three thousand followers under his command? It will definitely be more liked by our young master, if I kill you, my young master will definitely be furious."

When Zhou Wu said these free compliments, the obsessive copying was started again and completed.

Although this old man is thoughtful, he is not so easy to fool, he tried to plot against Zhou Wu twice.

But his obsession is really simple:

He just wanted to forge a peerless famous sword independently without relying on the power of the family, and then show it to his father who has passed away for many years. He is better than the elder brother who became the head of the family.

Is this old boy very ambitious? Zhou Wu looked at him with admiration.

Having said that, it's ridiculous that this old man always used the Xu family as a shield before, always talking about the Xu family, but the Xu family didn't even know that he was here to secretly train the general Mo Xie...

Now, Zhou Wu was completely relieved.

When the old man heard Wei Wuji's name, he did let down his guard a little bit. Wei Wuji loves talents, and it is well known in the world that Wei Wuji has no reason to give up on a generation of swordsmiths like himself.

Zhou Wu said again: "However, master, you said that you are good at making swords, but my son may not believe it. After all, anyone can brag, and you still have to produce physical evidence."

"What physical evidence?" The old man was at a loss.

Zhou Wu was persuasive, "My son wants a close-fitting blade, preferably one that can be hidden in the sleeve. If he is satisfied, he will definitely invite you as a guest of honor, and there is even a possibility..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Wu's eyes suddenly flashed a strong light: "It is possible, with my son's financial resources, influence, and wide acquaintances, I can help you start a new stove and become a family and ancestor! It is not impossible to surpass the original Xu family. !"

The old man's breathing became more and more rapid.

However, this guy was able to temporarily leave the family and take charge of such a huge sword-making project alone, and his thoughts were quite delicate. At this moment, he was obviously excited because of the bright future, but he didn't forget to ask Zhou Wu:
"How can a righteous man prove that he can speak to Lord Xinling?"

Zhou Wu smiled slightly, and took out the unique token of the guest-level diner.

Most of those who have this card have no official or job title, but when they see it, they dare not neglect it.

At this point, although the old man still doesn't fully believe in Zhou Wu, he can already take a gamble.

After all, if he helped Zhou Wu re-forge his sword and then joined Wei Wuji's camp, he would be considered a grasshopper on a rope, and Zhou Wu had no reason to kill him again.

With his mind settled, the old man stopped hesitating, turned to the copper furnace, and began to press some protrusions one after another.

The sword-forging furnace designed in combination with the mechanism technique of the Mohist school is really miraculous.

Soon, there was the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong beating inside. The old man was still walking around, observing the temperature of the flame, making some adjustments from time to time, and kept busy.

Zhou Wu ignored him and went to help the children untie the ropes. After a little comfort, he took them to find some food and drink, and arranged them to a resting place.

A day later, when Zhou Wu was waiting impatiently, the old man suddenly shouted: "Righteous man, help open the furnace!"

The serious bronze stove is so huge, even if there is a mechanical design to assist in sliding, ordinary people can't push it at all.

Fortunately, Zhou Wu used brute force and held back all his strength to forcefully push the furnace cover aside.

Immediately afterwards, as the old man pressed a few times beside the furnace, he saw a short black blade about half a foot long rising from the furnace by itself.

At the same time, the obsession with the old man in Zhou Wu's body was quickly transformed into pure energy. After roughly sensing it, it was actually almost transformed by the obsession of a great master of the ninth stage of inner strength.

But this old man's martial arts cultivation is obviously very weak, right?

Could it be that this old guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

It doesn't seem right...

Zhou Wu looked thoughtfully at the short black blade.After it cooled down for a while, I grabbed it.

Is it pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? You will know if you try it?
Holding the short blade, Zhou Wu rolled up a black mist, approached the old man in an instant, and wiped it on his neck with a wave of his hand.

The old man clutched his bleeding neck, his face full of anger and doubt: "Why...why?"

Zhou Wu looked at the place where the children are now, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you find out that I never asked your name? Because it's unnecessary."

There was a little surprise in the old man's eyes, and then he died completely.

Zhou Wu felt the tyrannical, manic fierceness, and extremely chaotic will in the short blade, and nodded in satisfaction.

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(End of this chapter)