Stunning beauty

"Dang! Dang!"

Ye Family, Sword Forging Pond, the sound of forging irons kept coming and going.

The swordsmiths used the Yangtie sword brought back by Ye Linglong day and night, failing and trying again and again.

The Ye family is rich in swordsmiths, and the current chief swordsmith is named Kunlun. He is about 40 years old. He used to be a slave of the Ye family. I found that with a little bit of luck and my own persistent efforts, I got to where I am today step by step.

Very inspirational, but also very clichéd story of a small person's counterattack.

Outside the Sword Forging Pond, Ye Linglong took Li Youwei and Bai Wangyu to watch the process of Yang Tie's sword casting, and did not hide anything.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of secrecy is not allowed to be seen by outsiders. However, now is the honeymoon period for the cooperation between the Li family and the Ye family. It just so happens that the Li family also needs to forge swords, so Ye Linglong gave him a favor this time.

"It's so difficult."

For several days in a row, Li Youwei saw the whole process of Yangtie casting, and said solemnly.

Even a great swordsmith like Kunlun has been unable to successfully forge swords with Yangtie until today, and he has failed many times.

"Forging a sword is not an easy task. In order to cast the guardian of the world, the swordsmiths of my Ye family devoted all their efforts. It took seven full years to barely cast the sword embryo. After that, after more than ten years of hard work It is a pity that until now, the protection of the world has not been fully formed."

On the side, Ye Linglong glanced at the world-protecting sword in the blazing flames, and said with a complicated expression, "It's too difficult to completely forge a sword. Timing, luck, and harmony are indispensable. The reason why the Ye family is trying to forge a second sword, because even I, the Ye family, don’t know if the guardian can be successfully born.”

The Ye family has been waiting for 20 years, and it is impossible to wait like this any longer.

"Sister Ye means that even if you gather all the materials, you may not be able to make a sword if you want to?" Li Youwei stared at the Kunlun Great Swordsmith who was forging Yang Iron in front of her, and said in a concentrated voice.

"It depends on timing and luck."

Ye Linglong said softly, "The third son of the Li family engraved his name in the heavenly script. He is the son of destiny personally appointed by the head of Confucianism. His fortune must be different from ordinary people. Maybe he will succeed once."

Beside Li Youwei, Bai Wangyu's expression became a little strange when he heard what the daughter of the Ye family said.

Brother Li's status as the Son of Destiny has not brought him any benefits until today.

There are a lot of troubles.

fortune?

Ah.

I really didn't see it.

On the side, Li Youwei's face was also a little embarrassed. Anyone who knows the younger brother's situation knows what's going on.

Son of Destiny.

It's just a name.

All opportunities and treasures must be snatched by oneself.

When you are unlucky, you will make wedding dresses for others in vain.

If relying on this so-called luck, the younger brother's sword might not be able to be forged for decades.

Difficult!

It was when Bai Wangyu and Li Youwei were in the Ye family to observe the sword casting by the great swordsmith of the Ye family.

Yuzhou City, in front of the blacksmith to the west of Li Mansion.

A carriage arrived, and the cart was filled with wine jars, adding up to exactly one hundred jars.

"Old Wu!"

When the day of handing in the seal arrived, Li Wanwan came to the blacksmith's shop with silver and wine in person, ready to pay for the seal.

"Uncle Li."

Inside the blacksmith's shop, Wen Ruyu smiled honestly when she saw someone coming, and called out.

"Ruyu, where's your master?"

Li Wanwan glanced at the silly boy in front of him and asked.

"Sleep in the back."

Wen Ruyu responded and said, "I'm going to call Master to get up."

"Stop shouting."

At this time, an impatient voice sounded from behind the blacksmith shop, and then old man Wu stepped out and asked, "Did you bring the wine and silver?"

"I brought them all."

Li Wanwan took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, put them on the table, and said with a smile, "One hundred altars are also outside, old Wu, where is Yin?"

Old Man Wu picked up the banknotes on the table, glanced at them indifferently, and then threw them into the cash box beside him, saying, "Ruyu, delivery."

"Yes, Master."

Wen Ruyu walked to the dilapidated counter at the back, found out the cast seal, turned around and handed it to the head of the Li family in front of him, and said respectfully, "Uncle Li, your seal."

Li Wanwan took the seal, checked it carefully, and exclaimed, "Old Wu, you are still the best. This skill is simply ingenious."

"Silver and wine are not in vain, right?"

Old man Wu took a drink from the jug and said, "There is a reason why you are expensive."

"Not in vain."

Li Wanwan smiled and said, "Old Wu, think about the suggestion I gave you before. The Li family only lacks skilled craftsmen like you, and money is easy to talk about."

"Fuck off."

Old man Wu said unhappily, "I am short of your little money, I want me to give you a long-term job, in the next life!"

"Well said, how can you scold people?"

Li Wanwan smiled and didn't care, and said, "Old Wu, you can't lose such a good craftsmanship, otherwise it would be a pity."

"Lost?"

Old man Wu smiled coldly, and said, "Look carefully, the seal in your hand was not made by me. Take a closer look at the inscription on the side."

Li Wanwan was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at the signature on the side of the small seal.

But seeing the corner of Xiaoyin, the word "Wen Ruyu" can be vaguely seen.

"Ruyu, did you cast it?"

Li Wanwan came back to his senses and said in surprise.

"Ah."

Wen Ruyu smiled shyly and nodded.

"Amazing."

Li Wanwan stretched out his thumb and praised, "Ruyu, how about coming to my Li's house, the salary is easy to talk about."

"Go away, poach the wall in front of me, Lao Li, you are getting more and more shameless!"

Old man Wu picked up a piece of broken silver and threw it at it, cursing.

"Thank you, Master Wu, for your reward."

Li Wanwan took the silver, put it in his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll take the seal, and I'll let someone move the wine outside to your yard. Ruyu is a good kid, you have to take care of it, old Wu." teach."

"Let's go, there's so much nonsense." Old man Wu said angrily.

"Ah."

Li Wanwan smiled lightly, turned and left without further words.

The old man Wu looked at the back of the former leaving, and after a while, he turned his eyes to the disciple beside him, and said, "From today on, I will teach you how to forge tools."

When Wen Ruyu heard this, her face showed joy, and she said, "Thank you, Master."

"What do you want to learn?" Old man Wu asked after taking a sip of his wine.

"sword."

Wen Ruyu thought for a while and responded.

"Why?"

Old man Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"Because the strongest weapon in the world is a sword."

Wen Ruyu replied, "The disciple wants to forge the strongest weapon in the world and surpass it!"

"It's good to be ambitious."

Old man Wu nodded and said, "However, casting a weapon is not as simple as making some farm tools. In the world, any magic weapon is made after countless failures. One failure and one setback and one forgets what was said today.”

"Disciple, keep in mind Master's teaching." Wen Ruyu replied respectfully.

At the same time, the land of the extreme north.

"Boy, who made your broken fan?" Xuanfeng asked, looking at the iron fan in the boy's hand.

"Myself."

Li Ziye said proudly, "Are you amazing? I forged a magical weapon in two hours. I am the only one in the world, Li Ziye!"