[Gu Jian III] The Days I Worked in Xuanyuan Hill

Although Jinyun said he didn't care, I was quite active and started looking for ways to help him solve his appearance problems.The first thing to do is to establish a good relationship with Kui, for example... as a supervisor, help him keep an eye on the progress of the sword casting.

This staring, staring at the problem.

I, who expressed a strong dislike for the original sword-making technology in the last chapter, suddenly became very popular.

Although there is no periodic table of elements and no alloy ratio at the moment, casting swords depends entirely on fate, but this feeling is very similar to a card-drawing mobile game!

Every player who is addicted to card draw mobile games has the same unrealistic dream, wanting to prove that he is a European by drawing cards.If one time is not enough for ten consecutive times, then two times, if two times is not enough, then krypton 688, as long as the shipment is made, I will be a European if I round it up!

So in the face of this pure face-scrambling mode, my long-silent card-drawing soul suddenly awakened.

When Zhao Ye came to look for me, what he saw was that my eyes were so red that my relatives didn't recognize me.

Zhao Ye: "...Chang Ning?"

"Ah? Oh..." I glanced at him perfunctorily, then looked down at the stove again, my eyes were bloodshot and I muttered in my mouth, "Wait a minute, I'll make another order... just one more order! I have a hunch, this time it will definitely be Can ship!"

As soon as the words fell, a puff of white smoke burst out from the sword blank in front of him, and a black and twisted thing that looked like a fire stick appeared in front of his eyes.Amidst my long wailing, the muscular brother who was forging iron next to me raised his eyes wearily and gave me a cold look.

"Zhaoye...what's the matter?" I asked listlessly with drooping eyelids.

"I……"

"Forget it, don't talk, I'll be sad for a while." I quickly interrupted him, and continued to talk to myself, "This is No.14 stove! Look at the eyes of the people next to you! What's wrong? It’s not that it can’t be remade, woo woo woo why my face is still so black after thousands of years—”

Zhao Ye endured and endured, but he still couldn't resist a punch that hit me on the back.

"Gu Changning, you idiot, did you forget about today's meeting?!"

I looked over with a face of amnesia, and it took me a long time to recover from the grief of all the shipwrecks in the fourteen orders, and I remembered that there was indeed a meeting today.

Guilty because I was addicted to drawing cards and forgot to have a meeting.jpg.

"Oh, that's it," I cleared my throat, and my voice became sweeter several degrees, "Then hurry up, lest you keep everyone waiting, I'm really sorry..."

"It's over." Zhao Ye said coldly, "What gave you confidence and made you think that we would wait for you for so long? Heh, Le Se."

"..." How much water was in my head to teach this guy Internet slang? !Not only was he ungrateful, but he used it all to mock me!

"Oh," I looked at him dead fish, "then what are you doing here?"

"Convey the spirit of the meeting to you, and tell you good news. You are going on a business trip again."

I looked at him with the eyes of the Queen Mother: "If I remember correctly, I have only been back for half a month? Jinyun and I have been separated for five years! Are you Zhou Papi?!"

Zhao Ye let out another "heh": "I didn't ask you to go, if you have the ability, you can find Lord Ji Xuanyuan!"

It was arranged by the immediate boss, but I have no ability.

"...When? Where? How long? With whom?" I hesitated.

Zhao Ye snapped open the notebook that recorded the spirit of the meeting: "You don't have to worry, we're leaving in a month, and you should be familiar with the place we're going, Luanyu Mountain, and me."

I was startled: "Luanyu Mountain? Isn't that place very dangerous? Big demons are not uncommon. Does Xuanyuanqiu have the strength to attack now?"

"Not yet, so this time it's just to investigate information. Didn't you always investigate before? Master Ji Xuanyuan is also very cautious, so he directly sent Xuanyuanqiu's most capable fighter."

"The most capable means—"

Zhao Ye looked at me with a smirk: "You are the head of the wretched hearted old dogs."

"...I won't go." I resolutely refused, jokingly, I checked Luanyu Mountain to find a way to enter the Demon Realm, but now my man is on my bed, I am so sick that I continue to go to such a dangerous place.

"Master Ji Xuanyuan requested it." Zhao Ye looked at me persistently.

"Then I won't go, anyway, I'm a wretched old dog, if he tells me to go, I'll go, how shameless I am!" I threw my face out and firmly refused.

The four eyes met, and no one could convince anyone.

Zhao Ye suddenly sighed: "I said, you should also understand Master Ji Xuanyuan. Xuanyuanqiu will wipe out Luanyu Mountain sooner or later, and sending Xuanyuanqiu's strongest fighters to investigate is just to avoid unnecessary losses. Don't you It’s not impossible if you want to go, but the loss may be inevitable..."

... Come on, why is this dog man so cunning.

It’s fine if you keep acting like that stone in the cesspit, but you suddenly softened and told me such a righteous truth, how can I refuse it!

In essence, I am still a good person with a soft heart!

I was in a dilemma. After struggling for a long time, I turned my head and looked at the stove where I forged the iron: "Okay then... But, can you wait? I want to wait until I succeed in forging the iron. I want to give Jinyun a sword."

Zhao Ye moved over with my eyes, and then his eyes turned ashamed.

"I should just turn around and leave," he murmured, "Why should I have confidence in you? Master Ji Xuanyuan really misjudged the person. It is impossible for someone like you to go."

"Hey, be careful what you say, when can I say no more? I just want to wait for the sword to be successfully cast!"

"Oh, what's the difference between that and not going? No one really thinks you can ship, right? No?"

Suspected like this, I feel that I can't lose if I lose.Determined to prove that I am not African, I spent the next week in the artisan district.The little blacksmith next to me changed his dial after another, but I didn't care, he looked like a gambler who drew his card.Finally one day, after I smelted another furnace of copper juice, the people around me couldn't help but make a noise.

"You will never be able to strike a sword like this."

I looked over with flushed eyes, and found that the person next to me had been replaced by an old lady with gray hair.

...Very well, even the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled feel that I can't deliver the goods, and I can't live through this day.

"You're like this," she pushed me aside, snatched the hammer and the discarded sword blank from my hand, "The temperature in the furnace goes up and down, the quenching is uneven, and the forging technique is rough and rusty, it's just a mess! "

She hit my fire stick with a hammer, and I was surprised to find that the curved part seemed to be a little straighter.

There was a bang like rain hitting the eaves, and I was dumbfounded to watch my stick that was bent into a winding mountain road be hammered little by little, and finally became straighter than my sexual orientation.

The blade is not opened, but it is already tinged with cold light.

However, the old man just glanced at it with disgust, and threw it aside: "It's still a piece of waste."

"..."

I think her trash is talking about me, is it an illusion? !

I stood up straight, saluted her in a polite manner, and said with the attitude of a big brother: "Hello, I'm Gu Changning, I'm here to..."

I haven't figured out how to make up a reason that doesn't sound so useless, but she is already looking at me with a smile: "I know you, Lord Changning. I am Po Ye, the swordsmith of Xiling."

In Xuanyuanqiu, many people have never heard of Po Ye, but everyone must have heard of Tai Sui.

The sword of the god of war, Jinyun, is known as the sword under the sword of Tai Sui, the divine weapon of Qian Feng Yi Yi, and made great military exploits together with its master.Jinyun once told me that this sword came from the hands of a swordsmith in Xiling, and that person was called Po Ye.

"You... hello." My eyes widened in surprise, "Sorry, I haven't met you before, so..."

She smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, I don't come out often. It's normal that you haven't seen me. I often hear about you."

I was flattered: "My business?"

"I heard that you are keen to fight hand-to-hand with all the male warriors of the tribe, and you have spent hundreds of furnaces refining swords in these seven days."

"..."

Fuck, why are all the strange gossips circulating in my tribe? !

"Then, do you know how to forge a sword? I want to make a sword for Jinyun." Anyway, it was already like this, so I asked for advice cheekily.

She shook her head lightly: "There are many ways, but...you don't seem to have the talent in this area."

A heart attack.

I clutched my chest and took two steps back, leaning on the anvil and taking a deep breath to ease the pain of being pierced "You are an African".

"Besides," she looked at me suspiciously, "Master Jinyun is already Tai Sui, why are you so obsessed with giving him another sword?"

"I...you know my relationship with Jinyun, right?"

She nodded.

"I gave him a magic core dagger a long time ago. Then he lost it when he fell into the magic realm, so I wanted to get him another weapon. Tai Sui is Tai Sui, and I know Tai Sui is very strong, but I just wanted to give it to him. It doesn't have to be very strong, as long as he is handy and convenient to take with him." I muttered.

She looked at me for a while, and when I was a little uneasy, she nodded: "I understand."

She walked to the side of the sword-making platform, stroked the marks on it with one hand, and asked, "I don't know if you have heard of... offering blood to the sword?"