I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Among the Taoist sects, each of the seven peaks is equipped with a scripture pavilion for the elders and disciples to look up the books.

Qin Chiyu will definitely not go to the fourth peak of Tianzi. As for the remaining three peaks, the Han family in Yaoguang Peak, since Han Sansi squatting in the toilet was found secretly playing with cakes, the guards in Yaoguang Peak have become stricter; Kaiyang He was not familiar with the Gu family; Yuheng Peak was left, and Qin Chiyu returned the water-repelling beads from others, and now he wanted to cross the Nine Heavens Waterfall to borrow books from others, which might not be appropriate.

If you don't stick to Qifeng, Xuanpu... probably won't let him come in and out casually; Xuanmen Market, there are only some elementary scrolls for outer monks. After browsing the book, I have a general idea of ​​what collections there are.

Then there is only one place left.

Qin Chiyu drove the crane and flew towards Jin Tiesi.

Jintiesi is located under the Pomo Cliff. It is a low-rise building complex. The walls are shining with gray metal light. From a distance, you can see that the color of the ground is different from other places.

Qin Chiyu landed in front of Jin Tiesi's gate, and walked into the gate in three steps at a time. It was still early, and no one on the ground could be seen.Qin Chiyu took out the iron key to open the underground passage, and put it in the middle of the iron cabinet, only to hear a soft sound, and the iron cabinet slid open, revealing the downward steps.

Most of the functional areas of Jintesi are underground, and only a small part is on the ground.

Qin Chiyu went down the stairs and entered the underground smelter, coming with a hot wind of burning smell. Every time Han Xijian came here, his eyes hurt, but Qin Chiyu enjoyed it very much.It's just that at this moment, he didn't have the intention to enjoy it, so he hurried through the corridor, turned and turned, and came to the gate named "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".

Qin Chiyu took a deep breath, the fire energy in the air cleared his mind, he pushed open the door of the Sutra Pavilion, and stepped in.

The Sutra Pavilion is unexpectedly small.

There are three rows of bookshelves, which can be seen at a glance.

Qin Chiyu couldn't help being disappointed.

Maybe there are other darkrooms here?Like the Sutra Pavilion in Xuanmen market, it is divided into three rooms. Once you enter, you can only see the first room. You need to go through a small door to see the second and third rooms. Qin Chiyu still remembers that time When he found the small door on the side and pushed it open, the joy that suddenly dawned on him.

……

But here, it seems that there is really no wicket.

Qin Chiyu quickly walked around the Sutra Pavilion, while looking at the books on the bookshelf, while paying attention to whether there were any suspicious doors on the surrounding walls. Unfortunately, he was disappointed, and it was a double disappointment: there were only books related to smelting on the bookshelves; The surrounding walls are all smooth and flat stones, and there is no place that looks like a door.

Qin Chiyu realized that in the same Sutra Pavilion, Jin Tiesi, a department whose main business is blacksmithing, may only keep some practical books. Books, I'm afraid they can only go to Qifeng or Xuanpu.

It's a pity that the Star Observation Division doesn't have a Buddhist scripture pavilion, otherwise, he could go directly to the Star Observation Division...

Qin Chiyu walked out of the Sutra Pavilion while thinking.

Suddenly there was an annoyed voice from the other end of the corridor.

"Can't do it? What do you mean?"

"Boom!"

It seemed to be the sound of heavy stones hitting the ground.

When Qin Chiyu heard it wrong, the direction of the voice came from the reception room. These reception rooms are different from the reception rooms on the ground. They are all small ones, which are provided for the sponsors to communicate their requirements for customized weapons.

Jintiesi undertakes most of the customization work of armor and weapons in Xuanmen. Unlike the division of labor in Zhujiantang, Jintiesi is larger in scale and can do all kinds of work. On the other hand, they are colder, they only cast swords, and they don’t take on miscellaneous jobs.

This is not because Zhujiantang has higher taste than Jintiesi, but because the two have chosen different business routes.

Choosing the business route of facing the public directly, Jin Tiesi has to face many disputes—for example, now.

Qin Chiyu was very grateful to Jin Tiesi for keeping him, and provided him with equipment to make ice silk gloves. Therefore, if there was a conflict in the reception room at this time, he would not just sit idly by.

Qin Chiyu walked quickly to the door of the reception room, opened the door, and looked inside.

I saw a familiar fat white man in Chinese clothes standing on the guest seat, his small eyes showed annoyance, he pointed at the two people opposite him, and on the opposite side, the sword boy who was in charge of collecting opinions from the guests pulled a casting boy in fear. Master Jian's arm, trying to prevent Master Jianjian from going up and beating the guests.

"Master Zhang." Qin Chiyu asked enthusiastically, "Did something happen?"

Master Jianjian generally has a big temper. He faces the fire all day long, and his heart is full of anger. He is also not good at communicating with others. Therefore, Jin Tiesi set up the position of Jian Boy, who is responsible for serving customers and castors. Words were passed between master swordsmen.

Sword boys generally have a better understanding of the process of casting swords or smelting other equipment, and can explain well to customers what needs can be met and what cannot be met.Unexpectedly, some customers want to challenge those who can't do it, and the sword boy is in a difficult situation, so the customers will ask to have an interview with Master Jianjian.

Qin Chiyu knew at a glance that the situation was the same today.

"Don't ask him what happened, why don't you ask me what happened, I'm a guest here!" The white fat man in Chinese clothes said angrily, "If it wasn't for my high demand, I would have gone to Zhu Jiantang has accepted this task, you are so muddy that you can't support the wall, you have money but don't make money, you forget the bastards, do you know who my uncle is?"

Come on, people in the Taoist sect live longer, and the relationship between relatives is even more intertwined... No one can figure out who is the grandfather and who is the third aunt, so the link of climbing relatives is particularly confusing.

"No matter who your uncle is, if you want to inlay turquoise on the blade, we can't do this job!" Master Swordsmith threw off his sleeve angrily, turned his head, and said to Qin Chiyu, "Xiao Qin, let's Let's go, let this madman go crazy by himself."

Embedding turquoise on the... blade?

Not to mention whether it can be realized, is the embedded sword still a sword?Could it be that this fat man has money and no place to spend it?Do you want to customize this sword in large quantities?

"Don't go! You must give me an explanation. I have been here since last night, and you are dealing with me like this? Believe it or not, I asked my uncle to stop funding Jinties?" He took out two huge spirit stones from his pocket and threw them on the ground, "Don't you want money? Take it! Take it! I want to order nine hundred and ninety-nine swords with turquoise inlaid on the blades! I want it in three days!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Well, it turned out to be the sound of this thing.Qin Chiyu understood.

A fool with a lot of money is like him who was on a painting boat back then.

And based on the person's appearance and the degree of generosity of the shot, Qin Chiyu vaguely guessed who his uncle was.

Zhu Shanren, the owner of Bafang Bank.

Zhu Shanren is not just rich, but a rich man who makes the head Ou Qingzi cry and hug his legs and lose his integrity (although he didn't have much integrity at first).

A thought flashed across Qin Chiyu's mind.

Money can turn ghosts, this universal law should also work in Taoism, right?He didn't need to push it, he just wanted to see the information about fate.

Having made up his mind, Qin Chiyu bowed his hands to the fat guest and asked:

"I'm Qin Chiyu, I don't know what to call this little brother?"

"My surname is Zhu." The fat guest glanced at Qin Chiyu arrogantly, "Your name sounds familiar... Where did you hear it?"

Seeing his slow thinking, Qin Chiyu was a little anxious, so he interrupted him and said, "I can go to the house with you and explain the situation to your uncle in person."

"Okay! It's so refreshing earlier, I don't need to run to this ghost place every day." The fat and fat guest jumped up from the chair, his three-story chin trembled, he stretched out his hand, took Qin Chiyu's arm, and walked out.

Master Jianjian and Jiantong both looked at Qin Chiyu, showing worried expressions. Qin Chiyu waved his hand at them, signaling that they don't have to worry, this matter is on him.

After walking outside, the chubby guest took out a gleaming golden disc from the mustard seed bag, and threw it into the air, reflecting the rising sun, almost blinding Qin Chiyu's eyes.

"Let's go." The chubby guest pulled Qin Chiyu onto the big gold plate. Although his hands were also fleshy, they were extremely strong. Qin Chiyu only felt wet and sticky fat wrapped around his wrist.

Endure it, endure it, for the sake of money...

The big golden plate flew upwards very smoothly.

Qin Chiyu whistled at his crane, and the crane fluttered its wings and flew up, following behind the big gold plate.

"This crane pet is spiritual, but it's a pity that Aunt Gu of the Hundred Beasts won't let me raise it, saying that I am too heavy." The fat guest said sadly.

Qin Chiyu: "..."

When they arrived in front of the Bafang Bank, the two landed on the ground, and the chubby guest dragged Qin Chiyu into the magnificent gate. The resplendent and magnificent decorations came into view. Qin Chiyu kept looking up and sighing, although he was born in the royal family, he had seen There are many luxurious things, but I have never seen such an architectural style in the backyard of Bafang Bank that all the gold is pasted on the door face.

The chubby guest showed color, and led Qin Chiyu to the lobby amidst the nodding of the servants on both sides.

Passing through the golden screen, you come to the armchair carved in huanghuali wood, with the Eight Treasure Glazed Golden Pixiu behind you, and a whole wall of golden huanghuali wood carvings with hundreds of birds facing the phoenix.

I saw three people sitting in the lobby, Zhu Shanren and two old men.

The fat guest immediately ran over with Qin Chiyu, and shouted at Zhu Shanren: "Uncle! Look who I brought here!"

Qin Chiyu was taken aback, why did the fat man seem to say that Zhu Shanren knew him?But I met him once at the teacher apprenticeship ceremony, Zhu Shanren probably doesn't remember him as an introductory disciple.

Originally, Qin Chiyu was still thinking about how to win Zhu Shanren's trust, and then...he borrowed his family's Buddhist scriptures pavilion to take a look.

However, Zhu Shanren in the armchair looked up, and when he saw Qin Chiyu, his eyes suddenly burst into brilliance, as if he saw some strange goods, which frightened Qin Chiyu.

Zhu Shanren immediately stood up from the armchair, the shrewd calculations in his eyes were swept away, and he put on a friendly smile: "Okay, okay, our Xiaofu finally did something useful, come here, Pour tea for the distinguished guests, and ask for the best Lingshan Xianwu tea!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Shanren took Qin Chiyu's hand and brought him to the place beside him.

The author has something to say: Thank you for passing the vinegar irrigation nutrient solution +1~