In the Blade

The following battle was a bit lackluster.

Jiange Town was not really big, and the county magistrate and the several big families behind him were really nothing to say. They could find two masters with murderous auras, which was the limit of what they could do.

After the two masters fell, they had no chance of resistance at all.

As for all their wealth, it all fell into the hands of the old blacksmith, or Du Chengfeng.

"What a scramble..."

Looking at the boxes of money, boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, and the most important land deeds, even though Du Chengfeng had seen the world, he was still amazed.

And the old blacksmith almost fainted.

Facts have proved that Du Chengfeng was still a little conservative. These big families plus the county magistrate have already occupied most of the wealth of the entire Jiange Town. With so much wealth piled here, no one knows what they want to do.

"With so much money, why don't you support a few more practitioners?"

Du Chengfeng thought about it, and then rejected this idea.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but he probably doesn't dare. After all, he can get wealth by killing these people, and those evil spirit masters can do the same - two evil spirits are perhaps the limit that these big families can tolerate. If there are more, these big families will probably not be able to sleep.

"In this world, combat effectiveness is the key to everything."

Looking at these wealth, Du Chengfeng even thought of himself.

If he chose not to fight, but to escape to the south to become a rich man, would he be the same as these people?

One step back, step back, and finally it is inevitable to be timid and afraid to move forward.

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sense the old blacksmith's thoughts again.

As the person who made him and his first sword holder, Du Chengfeng and the old blacksmith had some friendship - although strictly speaking, the old blacksmith seemed to have failed his test, and even failed to do one-tenth of what he did in Jibei, but as the saying goes, even if the deal fails, the friendship remains, and he will not let the old blacksmith suffer too much loss.

And now, it is time for the old blacksmith to choose.

Since the old blacksmith's level does not meet his requirements, Du Chengfeng no longer forces the old blacksmith to continue with him - if the old blacksmith chooses to take the gold, then one-tenth of these properties will become the old blacksmith's hard work fee.

Although it is only one-tenth, it is already half of a town. For a person, this is already a wealth that can be used for several lifetimes.

As for the remaining 90%, Du Chengfeng will divide 50% of it for the local people. He will not take it all. Only the remaining 40%, he will leave it as activity funds for the next sword holder.

This is probably how the properties are divided, when the old blacksmith chooses gold.

"But is choosing gold really a good thing?"

Seeing the old blacksmith recovering from dizziness and already looking at the property, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed a good thing, holding a mountain of gold and a sea of ​​silver in your hands, you can't use it up for a lifetime - obviously, the county magistrate and even the several major families in the town think so.

So now they have become corpses, scattered all over the ground.

Without the ability to defend wealth, you have wealth, which undoubtedly turns yourself into a fat pig walking in the downtown - these major families are even smart, and even know to ask a few evil spirits to be released as military support, but the external force is not your own after all, and it may not be really that reliable.

With the temperament of this old blacksmith, he is not as good as those major families. Choosing gold may be a real dead end.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng vaguely felt something more solid.

Originally, he thought that in this idealistic world, everything could be changed at will. After all, a firm will could change everything. Then, naturally, there was nothing solid and stable in this world. But now, he suddenly realized that it was not that there was nothing, but that he had not experienced it before.

Just like the cowardly nature of the old blacksmith, it was undoubtedly a very solid thing. If the old blacksmith did not want to change his mind a little, the present of these big families would be the future of the old blacksmith.

But the old blacksmith could not change, and he had no intention of changing.

Even if this way of thinking would cost the old blacksmith his life, it would be difficult for the old blacksmith to change. In a sense, the will of the old blacksmith transcended life and death in another way.

"This is simply..."

At this moment, Du Chengfeng suddenly hoped that the old man could choose the sword.

If he had chosen the sword instead of gold, the old man might have lived a little longer. With the basic swordsmanship taught by Du Chengfeng, he could fight ordinary masters. Even if he faced those with higher levels of evil spirits, as long as he was not afraid, he could defeat them.

With personal force as support, money is easier to come by. Although it may not be as big as the current wealth, it is still a relatively stable source of income.

Of course, choosing the sword means choosing to take risks with Du Chengfeng. The old man will have to face the enemies that Du Chengfeng faces, and the behemoths that he dared not even think about in the past - but in Du Chengfeng's view, this is not a bad thing.

Although this road can be said to be full of thorns and bloodstained at every step, these countless top enemies are actually the avenue to the sky that many masters cannot ask for.

"Then let me see what you will choose."

Du Chengfeng was already prepared. No matter what the old blacksmith chose, he had a follow-up way to deal with it.

But what Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that the old blacksmith neither took the gold nor put down the sword.

"This, this, this, this..."

The old blacksmith was trembling all over.

"How many lifetimes can this amount of money be enough to buy me?"

"..."

The blade of the sword was stuck on the ground, and Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

He once thought about the old blacksmith asking for gold, and also thought about the old blacksmith asking for a sword, but what he didn't expect was that the old blacksmith would choose nothing - this old blacksmith could be said to be too timid. , the first time I saw a large sum of money, I didn’t want to take it away, but thought I would die if I took it?

So what does it matter if they just fought their way in? Aren’t all the holders dead?

"This, so much money..."

The old blacksmith collapsed on the ground and gasped, unable to stand up for a long time.

This also allowed Du Chengfeng to control the old blacksmith's hand and lift himself up as a sword.

With the sword in his hand, Du Chengfeng could clearly feel the old blacksmith's situation - the co-authoring matter was more troublesome than he thought. The old blacksmith was not even too timid, but had never been Having seen so much money, the impact on my brain was too strong.

Simply put, this is stupid in a physical sense.

"Ah this."

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

Turning the sword around, Du Chengfeng struck the old blacksmith in the face with the sword's spine.

The cold blade hurt, which also made the old blacksmith wake up.

"Choose one."

Du Chengfeng conveyed his will.

"Do you want gold or a sword?"

"I...I just want to ask one thing."

The old blacksmith who came back to his senses was still trembling a little.

"What on earth is going on?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Du Chengfeng didn't understand what this was saying for a moment.

"What do you want to express?"

"All of it."

Thinking back on what happened during this period, the old blacksmith felt a little dazed for a while.

"Are you a sword spirit? Or something else? Why did you choose me? What did I do wrong? What should I change?"

"You... don't mind."

Du Chengfeng thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.

Although these things may be a bit too scary for an old blacksmith, Du Chengfeng still didn't think about hiding anything - anyway, if the old blacksmith was really scared, the worst he could do was find another sword holder.

After feeling what Du Chengfeng said, the old blacksmith was speechless for a long time.

"Xing, Xingjun? The person who asked me to fight with swords is an immortal?"

The old blacksmith suddenly broke down in sweat when he thought that the burly man who came to his door was actually an immortal, and that he actually killed the immortal with just a few sword blows, and even threw him into the furnace to be burned.

And the origin of the sword in his hand is even more frightening. He can fight against thousands of immortals by himself, and even though he only has a broken body, he can still easily kill immortals and Buddhas. Such terrifying strength, such terrifying materials... This kind of Was this thing really made by him?

"So what exactly did you do?"

Hearing this, the old blacksmith couldn't help but be a little confused.

"What have you done to make them hate you so much? Could it be that you were originally some kind of devil?"

"I shouldn't be a demon. As for what I did..."

Du Chengfeng thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he really hadn't done anything.

He just practiced his own strength as usual and discovered some new skills. Then the powerful people came, and a group of powerful people were ready to kill him - although the battle was quite fierce, But after thinking about it carefully, Du Chengfeng really didn't realize that he had done anything too much.

"If I have to say what I did, maybe my existence gave them a common enemy?"

The old blacksmith didn't understand what Du Chengfeng was talking about. After all, this statement was too difficult to pronounce.

In the old blacksmith's heart, the sword in his hand has become a demon sword, and the sword spirit communicating with him has become a demon-like figure.

"Ah this."

Feeling the old blacksmith's thoughts, Du Chengfeng was speechless for a moment.

This idea is so deep-rooted for the old blacksmith that even if Du Chengfeng wanted to defend himself, the old blacksmith probably wouldn't believe it - but Du Chengfeng never thought about making the old blacksmith believe it. , after all, this old blacksmith is really not suitable as a sword holder.

But to Du Chengfeng's surprise, the old blacksmith did not choose gold like him.

Instead, he simply held the hilt of the sword.

Or in other words, hold the hilt of this magic sword.

"伱......"

Du Chengfeng was dumbfounded. Although this road was good for the old blacksmith himself, Du Chengfeng really didn't recommend that the old blacksmith choose a sword - just because the old blacksmith's temperament was not that of a swordsman. A timid and fearful person is not suitable for holding a sword at all.

So why did this old man suddenly change his temper and even pick up a dangerous magic sword?

"You're not...wait."

Feeling the excitement of the old blacksmith, Du Chengfeng suddenly thought of the time when it was just created.

Even at that time, when Yaoguang Xingjun came to the door, the old man still looked timid and fearful, but after Yaoguang Xingjun died, when the old man threw the body into the furnace to burn it, he was unimaginably decisive in doing a set of procedures - just looking at the skilled process of burning the body to sell it in the store and taking the money to run away, if it were someone who didn't know, I'm afraid he would think that the old man had done this kind of thing before.

In other words, the old man has never been really timid.

Or, the timidity of this old blacksmith does not come from his personality, but a special survival strategy.

Just like after learning the basic sword moves, the old blacksmith will take the initiative to swing the sword to kill people in all directions. This old man may never be really timid, or the reason for his timidity is mainly because he can't win, not because of fear itself.

And now, the old blacksmith, who originally had no fighting ability, holds the magic sword.

At least in the eyes of the old blacksmith, this is a magic sword.

Compared with the treasured sword, the magic sword is obviously more dangerous, but the magic sword often has some advantages that the treasured sword does not have - such as the most direct power, which is something that the old blacksmith has never mastered or even touched before.

And now...

The old swordsman finally tasted the feeling of the blade drinking blood for the first time.

After killing many opponents, stepping on the corpses on the ground, seeing the vast sea of ​​gold and silver, and hearing those secrets that are far beyond the mundane world.

The old blacksmith has realized that he is no longer an ordinary person.

Although he is old, he has finally ushered in his own adventure. Even at an age, he can have the glory that is no less than those young swordsmen - and this power and wealth that is far beyond common sense, after going through the initial panic, the old blacksmith also realized that this is probably the compensation given to him by fate.

In his youth, he never had bright clothes and horses, and never saw flowers and clusters. Now that he is old, he naturally has to live more brilliantly and become more extraordinary!

As the saying goes, an old man is still as wild as a young man!

"You..."

Du Chengfeng, who felt what the old blacksmith was thinking, was choked and speechless for a long time.

Although it is indeed human nature to think so, it is a bit too human nature.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng vaguely realized where the so-called "ordinary" was.