Elves' Heavenly Mission

"No."

Oxue shook her head:

"Ou Sheng did not leave any descendants in the world, but he accepted many disciples. After Ou Sheng died, these disciples took Ou as their surname, and each of them went to the place where Ou Sheng once forged swords to pass on Ou Sheng's legacy. Mantle. My ancestor was the third disciple of Ou Sheng, so he came to Zhanlu Mountain for more than 2000 years."

Hearing Ou Xue's answer, Yun Ning nodded. It is rumored that Ou Yezi's great apprentice Gan Jiang and his daughter Mo Xie died for the sword in order to forge a sword. If Ou Yezi regards his daughter as his second apprentice, it is equivalent to his first disciple. He and the second apprentice died, and the remaining three apprentices became the largest among all the apprentices, so it made sense to be assigned to Zhanlu Mountain.

After that, the two had no words. After a while, Ou Xue took Yun Ning into a room, and said to the big man inside:

"Father, this person is here to buy a sword."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Yun Ning and said:

"This is my father, Eugene."

Yun Ning looked into the room, and saw a muscular big man sitting on the ground with his upper body naked, leaning on a pillar behind his back to support his body, his body smelled of alcohol, and scattered on the ground beside him Plenty of wine bottles.

"Buy a sword hiccup"

Ou Ren hiccupped and said vaguely:

"What kind of sword should I buy? Can we still play swordsmanship here?"

Hearing this, Yun Ning frowned slightly:

"What's the meaning"

The lack of swords in the Sword-making Villa is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Do not misunderstand."

Ou Xue quickly explained:

"My father means that we are currently unable to accept customized services, but the swords made in the past are still there. If you are interested, I can take you to the hidden sword room. If you like it, you can take it away."

“Can’t it be customized?”

Yun Ning felt a little regretful, after all, such things as swords must still be custom-made.

What's more, it is Lucario who uses the sword, and the sword originally designed for humans may not be suitable for him.

But since it's all here, it doesn't hurt to go and have a look.

Thinking of this, Yun Ning said to Ou Xue:

"Please lead the way."

Ou Xue nodded, but she didn't take Yun Ning directly to the sword room, but took two steps forward to help Ou Ren wipe his face, and then picked up the wine bottles scattered on the ground.

At this time, Ou Ren had already fallen into a deep sleep, and there were whirring sounds from time to time.

"Smiled."

After doing all this, Ou Xue nodded to Yun Ning to apologize, and then led Yun Ning towards the door.

"Has your father always been like this?"

Yun Ning asked curiously.

After all, the owner of Zhujian Villa is an alcoholic who only knows about alcoholism, which is somewhat unreasonable.

"no."

Oxue shook her head:

"Father didn't drink at all before, because he said that alcohol easily anesthetized his body, preventing him from casting swords in a perfect state, which would affect the quality of the sword."

"Then why"

After hearing Ou Xue's words, Yun Ning became even more curious about Ou Ren. What kind of changes could turn such a self-disciplined person into an alcoholic?

“Everything started two years ago”

Ou Xue seems to be caught in the memory of the past:

"Father aspired to become a master swordsmith like Ou Sheng since he was a child, so he worked hard every day to exercise his body and enrich his knowledge, in order to forge a famous sword in a full state. Over the years, he has also forged There are quite a few swords, although they still cannot be compared with the famous swords cast by Ou Sheng, but everyone can feel that his skills are constantly improving. And everyone declares that if there is no accident, his father is expected to In his lifetime, he will be able to reach the original height of Ocean Saint."

"and after"

Yun Ning asked.

Yun Ning is not surprised that Ou Ren can reach the height of Ou Yezi. After all, it has been more than 2000 years. Human civilization has developed for so long, and the research on material science is far beyond that era. As long as Ou Ren's talent is not bad, And if you work hard enough, it is not difficult to create a "magic weapon" of the year.

Although it is said that real "magic soldiers" are self-aware, such things only exist in legends after all, and Yunning prefers to believe that the so-called famous sword is a dead thing.

"Then my father could no longer forge swords."

Ou Xue shook her head and said with some disappointment:

"One day two years ago, my father had a sudden whim and felt a kind of inspiration rushing to his heart. He eagerly took out the good materials he had treasured for many years from the warehouse, and prepared to create a peerless famous sword."

"The preliminary work went very smoothly, from punching and watering to polishing and soaking after molding, all without any setbacks, so that my father thought he was going to succeed."

"But when it came to the sword sacrifice process, a disaster happened."

"As usual, my father cut his own wrist and dripped his own blood on the sword that had just been completed. A large amount of smoke suddenly appeared from the sword, covering everyone's vision. When my father managed to disperse the smoke Afterwards, it was discovered that the sword that had already formed had turned into a pile of waste.”

"This incident hit my father deeply, making him think that his level is not good enough to forge famous swords."

"However, no one expected that this was just the beginning."

"More than a month after that incident, my father regained his fighting spirit and prepared to continue sharpening his sword-making skills, but found that he could no longer forge swords."

"Every sword will become a pile of waste during the final sword sacrifice process."

"As time went by, my father thought that he was cursed by the gods and that he would never be able to forge famous swords in this life, so he fell into a depression and spent his days drinking heavily."

Although this is a sad story, Yun Ning still couldn't help but want to complain.

How boring can the gods be to come here to curse you, a swordsmith?

You know, this is a world that belongs to the elves. The elves are the core power of this world. Those gods don't curse the elves with the potential to become gods, but they curse you, a mortal.

Isn't this a brainstorm?

Of course, such words cannot be said in person, otherwise the strange force next to Ou Xue will definitely throw him out angrily.Although I am not afraid of this monster with only level 48, I am here to buy something after all. If they really don’t want to sell it, I can’t rob it by force, right?

Therefore, after pondering for a moment, Yun Ning asked:

"If that's the case, then why don't you just don't sacrifice the sword?"

Since the problem cannot be solved, then bypass this problem.

Anyway, I haven't seen anyone who forges swords and sacrifices swords with his own blood.