Chapter 3 Do you act recklessly or be stubborn

Xianqiao Town, the starting point of Jiuxian Mountain, is the north of the state of Zhou. It is also the largest trading town in the north. The town has everything in it. Buzhuang, Qianzhuang and Yamen are all dazzling and lively. There are two gates in the town. To the south are the hinterland of the Central Plains where the population gathers, and to the north is the towering mountains. People are rare and demons are rampant. .

Going north to the mountains and under the city walls, there is a simple iron stall, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. It even has a small bellows stove, and several new firewood knives are added to the ground.

There is still a bamboo stick in front of the stall, and the advertising slogan is crooked on the hanging clothes: "Mobei cold light iron, Tianshan wood cutter, only expensive and not cheap, it must cost three yuan."

The blacksmith shop is close to the North Gate. Under the entrance and exit, there are also a lot of people nearby. This advertisement has also attracted many people to stop and watch. The gimmick is really not small.

"Hey, look at this boy. He is a fucking ghost, bold, and raises all kinds of people with the same rice. I really don't know how his father taught him." The soldiers guarding at the head of the city were playing with each other.

The bearded soldier standing opposite replied, "That's not true, mother. This baby only sharpened his knife and sold goods last month. Today, he has hit the iron, and the things are not very expensive."

"Ha ha, not to mention it, I heard that Lao Suo's green dragon knife was really made up for him. Good boy, 80 catties of things, I'm so happy that I've been boasting there for the past two days."

"Hey hey, let our leader ask for his life. You're really not afraid of being pumped."

The two of them were talking in the mountains. The teenager in the shop knocked on the iron and shouted loudly: "Hey, uncles, uncles, sisters and sisters, I still occupy this place today. It's still the same old rule. Old ability. I can make up the fairy's demon sword, and the bottom can make up the people's firewood knife. If you want to sharpen the knife, it's fast and light. Take care of my sister. I'm thinking about it. The men came to boast. It's not good to take money, and it's not good to take money.

The two soldiers looked at each other and turned their heads to stare at the teenager who was shouting about business. They couldn't help but shake their heads. This sunny and bright early morning made him make a scene. He was not even in a bad mood, but he couldn't control it.

While shouting, a middle-aged man with a head cloth and a gray Taoist robe came to the iron shop and asked curiously, "Hey, boy, can you really even make up for the fairy demon-killing sword? Don't slander me."

"That feeling is, don't you want to see that the boy is young and his ability is solid. Hey, it turns out to be the Taoist priest of the fairy family?" The teenager raised his head and saw that he was a Taoist priest. His mouth seemed to grin, and the excitement in his heart was self-evident.

Although Xianqiao Town is one of the few supply places in the north, there are a lot of Xianjia Taoists who come and can occasionally see it last time, but every time the teenager is laughing.

The middle-aged Taoist saw that although the teenager was young, there was always a smile on his eyebrows. Even he was infected and hungry. He smiled and said, "Ha ha, well, you can make up for my magic sword stone tiger. You can make up for it well. You can say as much money as you want."

With a wave of his sleeves, he handed a white magic sword from nowhere. The whole body of the magic sword was crystal white, which reflected the teenager's face. The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were also burning. He also listened to other people's introductions, but he wanted to see how the teenager repaired the sword that ordinary high-end blacksmiths could not repair. .

The teenager carefully put half of the blade of the sword into the stove, and then began to pull the bellows desperately. The speed was extremely fast, only half a sound. The stove with flint burned the white magic sword red.

"Tut, you have such power at such a young age. You boy practiced when you were a child." The middle-aged Taoist covered his goatee and praised it.

"That's not it." The young man's eyes were shining, the iron pliers picked up the blade, and the jingle knocked. The sword was not damaged, but a few mouths were missing. Obviously, it was the traces left by the sword of the same material. He was already familiar with repairing this kind of thing.

After knocking a few times, the teenager took the water spoon next to him and splashed a little water and knocked back and forth a few times. The weapon actually made him knock on the original, and even showed a faint light, which made the middle-aged Taoist priest very impressed.

"Oh, it's really awesome. This is an ancestral way of playing, isn't it?" The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed.

"That's of course. My craft has been passed down for thousands of years. It has been passed down from Grandpa's Grandpa's Grandpa. In the past, I also trained weapons for Qingxuan Zhenren of Qingxuanmen. Hey hey, is the Taoist priest from Qingxuanmen?" The teenager talked nonsense.

"This...hehe, I've given you the money. This should be enough." The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't answer. He left a bag of silver with a smile and went out of the city gate.

"Tao... Xian, Xian Chang, don't go, boy Yun Feichen, please include the boy in the temporary door wall!"

The teenager was Yun Feichen. Seeing that the man was about to leave, he quickly grabbed the other party.

"Haha, your fate is over, and you have nothing to do with the immortals. Please come back!" He waved his sleeve gently, and he didn't know how to move. The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand away.

"Woo-woo... Please accept me as an apprentice!"

"The poor road has nothing to do with you."

"Alas..."

"Taoist priest, how about you accept me as an apprentice?"

"No." The middle-aged Taoist was so entangled that he directly sacrificed the take-off sword and came out into the air.

"Hey! Old man! Let me be your apprentice!"

"..."

Yun Feichen looked at the shadow of the Taoist who had gone away. He had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know what to think now, because he also didn't know how many times he had seen people stepping on the sword.

After all, Xianqiao Town is a big town where he goes. The Taoist priest of the Xian family buys a lot. Every time he sees a Taoist come to repair the sword, he will beg bitterly. No matter what the method is, he just ask for it, but there is often no one to take him in.

Sure enough, I carried this black gourd on my back, and my luck began to be bad. After disappointment, I was still disappointed.

"Hey hey, look at that boy, it's coming again. How many times is this?" The soldiers at the gate sighed and teased again.

"I don't know. It's seventeen or eight times. The last time, people begged him in turn." The soldier opposite replied, his face full of smiles.

"Is it really so good to become an immortal? Why are you so persistent? Like us, hugging our wife to tease the baby, and drinking a little wine. How beautiful the life is, and we have to build a road.

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. Everyone has their own love."

Dingdang! Dingdang!

Yun Feichen was disappointed and continued to knock his firewood knife and continued to stir the diluted black gourd ** with the firewood knife. This small basin of water has added a drop of gourd essence, which can be used to create a firewood knife or repair the sword. Of course, for the sake of safety, the gourd has already hidden him.

"Hey hey, uncles, uncles, sisters and sisters, I still occupy this land today, the same old rule, old skills, the upper can make up the immortal demon sword, the lower can make up the people's firewood knife..."

There were shouts again, and countless people shook their heads. Countless people lamented the stubbornness and boldness of the teenager.