Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 718 The ultimate beauty, the blacksmith Xibo

He knocked lightly on the wooden door, and after waiting for a while, there was a reply from inside, and the door of the private room was opened.

Although Xibo seldom swings the blacksmith's hammer to forge some heavy weapons or armor, but because he is keen to find ore and smelt it by himself, he is still burly and strong in his sixtieth year, but the short hair on his head is gray. There are traces of the passage of time.

"who are you?"

Xi Bo didn't recognize the two of them, and frowned secretly. When he was doing delicate work, he hated being disturbed frequently, so he asked for a private room to be alone.

Socia smiled generously, and followed behind and explained: "Master Xibo, these two are the famous sword god Yelin and the flower sword Haofengying, and they will come to visit you immediately when they hear you are here. .”

His stiff face was slowly thawed. Although he had never seen Yelin, he would occasionally hear about it from other passengers, at least he was no stranger to the name.

"It turned out to be the legendary team. Forgive my blindness, please come in."

Since it is the person mentioned by the proprietress Socia, there should be nothing wrong.

"No, we are the ones who bothered you." Ye Lin quickly smiled politely, and he still had a bottle of good wine in his hand, which was a gift from Socia.

Just when the two entered the door one after the other, Feng Ying stretched out her finger and poked him on the waist, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Why don't I know, I still have the title of Sword of Flowers, who will come up with it?" Yes, it's ugly."

"Your fan, I think it's very good, otherwise, if you call you the sword of the wind, you will be too happy."

The wooden chairs in the room were all covered with cotton cushions, because it was a simple private room and there was nothing else. There was a pot of warm wine on the round table, and two plates of clean side dishes were placed on the tray.

On the clean and tidy table, there are now more exquisite and subtle tools. Xibo seems to be making jewelry.

After being invited to take a seat, Ye Lin diligently warmed up the drinks, and took the appetizers brought by Chang Saburo. The behavior made Xi Bo very happy, and his resolute face gradually softened.

After exchanging polite words, Feng Ying still directly stated her intentions. Both she and Xi Bo are people who pursue "beauty", so maybe they really have a common language.

"You're pursuing the beauty of swordsmanship, and in a moment of surprise, thousands of flowers are falling to take the enemy's life? Haha, it's very interesting."

Xibo nodded and smiled, feeling more relaxed. Unexpectedly, she was still a girl with some common topics.

The pursuit of the ultimate "beauty" should seem abstract and incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"Good wine, Fengying, you should also know, my lifelong dream, right?"

Instead of instructing Fengying how to find the ultimate beauty, he first asked a very simple question.

"Well, you inherit your father's behest and want to create the most beautiful equipment!"

"Yes, the most beautiful equipment, my ideal, ha ha."

Shaking his head like self-deprecating, that laughter was mixed with a bit of vicissitudes and embarrassment.

Xibo stood up suddenly, rummaged through a bag in the corner, and found several palm-sized boxes.

Without pretending to be mysterious or hesitant, he opened one of the covers directly, and inside was a gold piece fixed in the bedding sponge, the size of a fingernail, and the shape of an oval leaf.

"You two, do you know my famous work?"

Because it involves a professional field, Xibo unconsciously has a touch of a master's spirit, but he is not domineering.

"A gold ornament the size of a fingernail, with one hundred and eight fish scale patterns, is this the gold ornament?" Ye Lin looked at the gold ornament carefully, admiring secretly.

The lines carved on it are row upon row, and the length of each fish scale is almost exactly the same. It is not forced to engrave lines, one hundred and eight lines, full of dangdang, just full of ornaments.

A pure handmade work of art!
"Look at this again!"

Xibo opened another box, which also contained a piece of gold the size of a fingernail, also with fish scale patterns, but compared to the previous one, the patterns seemed to be denser.

"and this!"

The third piece of gold ornament was even smaller in size, but the texture of the fish scales was terribly dense. There was an illusion that he had carved fine fingerprints bit by bit.

Xibo sat down silently, sighed again after a while, poured a glass of wine, drank it down, and said: "Do you understand, the most beautiful equipment does not exist at all, whenever I suffer When looking for mysterious ores and carefully crafting jewelry, I always feel that it is not perfect."

He put the three metal pieces together and pointed to the first one, "This is my famous work, one hundred and eight."

Pointing to the third one, "I spent a month on the work, three hundred! But I think it is still not the limit."

Seeming as if he was angry, Xibo grabbed a silver necklace on the table, a sterling silver necklace, and a light blue gem wrapped in the pendant. Feng Ying couldn't move his eyes away from the graceful posture.

"Look, someone is willing to pay a hundred thousand gold for this necklace, praising its beauty, but the chain can also be engraved with patterns, and this gemstone can also be polished and cut. If it is matched with a beautiful woman, it can add three points to the color, and... ..."

Ye Lin and Feng Ying looked at each other a little bit, why did the master call himself angry.

However, just when Xi Bo belittled the necklace, and Ye Lin thought it was worthless, and no one picked it up when he threw it on the street, the other party suddenly exhaled, changed his tone, and smiled: "Although I can't do it To the limit, but, it's beautiful, and I personally think it's beautiful."

Feng Ying, who had been in a daze, was startled suddenly, she seemed to have caught something, a little light of thinking, a little breakthrough opportunity she needed.

Ye Lin on the side was already shocked, worthy of the name of a master, on the road of pursuing the ultimate "beauty", he had a transcendent understanding.

"You understand?" Xibo was a little surprised, but also a little expectant.

He longs for someone who understands his true ideal now, whether it's a man or a woman, or a friend or an enemy, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Ye Lin nodded and smiled, picked up the small wine cup on the table, in the shape of blue and white porcelain, and said: "The patterns on this are very beautiful, and the craftsmen are very meticulous."

He casually picked up the box containing the gold pieces, without even looking at the contents inside, "The box is square and square, it's suitable for holding small things, and it's also very beautiful."

"This chopstick is smooth and straight, and the shape of the jug is also very beautiful..., the woman beside me is also beautiful..."

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Feng Ying, who was blushing, pinched his thigh hard under the table.

The smile on Xibo's face became stronger and stronger, he nodded slightly in satisfaction, poured two glasses of wine in a row, touched Yelin, and took a drink.

The ultimate beauty is absolutely non-existent!

It's like a glass filled with sand, you can always put something in it, but it's hard to be perfect. The so-called mountain is even higher.

The most beautiful equipment is absolutely impossible to exist.

Moreover, the concept of "beauty" is easy to vary from person to person. Some people like the brisk and sharp Taisao, while others love the large and ingenious giant sword.

If you can’t achieve the ultimate beauty, it’s better to discover the beauty of ordinary things. Every flower, every grass, every stone and every tree has its own fragrance.

"So, I renounced my father's behest." Xibo smiled freely.

Ye Lin poured the wine and said with a smile, "However, you have also found the real beauty."

"Haha, you're right."

One old and one young, they took advantage of the appetizers to push and change glasses, which lasted for half an hour, and they became acquainted like friends for many years.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

In a good mood, Xibo grabbed the sapphire necklace, and his elaborate work, named "Idea", handed it to Fengying.

"Oh? No, no, this is too precious..."

"It's okay, you still have to wear the necklace after all, and I think it suits you well."

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Ying thanked the elder for not daring to say goodbye, and happily accepted the necklace.

She already has enough insights, instead of looking for the most beautiful swordsmanship, it is better to look back, take a closer look at the path she has traveled, the swordsmanship she has mastered, and re-harden the use of inner strength.

The gathering of three flowers at the top, the five energies in the dynasty, and the glory of the seven stars all stem from her inner strength from the beginning to the end.

……

Xibo took the necklace as a gift and asked her if there was anything she needed to change. After all, everyone's appreciation angle is completely different.

Feng Ying wanted to replace the silver chain of the necklace with a rope. She didn't like harsh things very much, and wearing metal in winter would cause a moment of discomfort.

Following the seasons is also a kind of beauty, Xibo laughed and agreed, and immediately started to help her transform.

Ye Lin nodded and said he was leaving temporarily. He was going to settle Xibo's wine bill, and bring him a few bottles of good wine in the cold weather. He couldn't take a necklace for nothing.

Suo Xiya took out a few bottles from the cabinet, which were produced in the heavens, and they are very popular recently. Of course, the source of the supply is related to Ye Linla, and asked: "The matter of Fengying, has it been resolved?"

"It can only be said that there is a relatively obvious progress. Whether it will work or not depends on herself."

Just as he left near the bar with the wine in hand, a hand suddenly patted his right shoulder. Subconsciously, he looked to the right and found no figure, but he turned his head quickly and it was on the left.

Doris and Dimelia seemed to have just come in from the outside, smiling charmingly.

"Doris, you came just in time. I have something to do and I'm going to your store to find you."

Wearing thick white snow mandrill fur, her body is plump and round, like a noble lady with a nourishing life, and her surprise eyes are full of charm.

"What's the matter? Is there really something wrong, or are you trying to make me happy?"

"Of course it's true. Didn't the cosmic demons attack the underworld? They should have fought against the gatekeeper of the underworld, Karon. I want to ask if you have any specific information about that battle."

"Oh~?"

Doris nodded her chin as if recalling it, leaned forward, breathed like blue, and whispered in his ear: "Can't these things be left to night?"

Snow Mandrill leather, a specialty of Ston Snow, is a best-seller. One piece can cover up to the knees, and a simple drape can keep you warm. Of course, it is also extremely expensive.

Under the cover of the fur, the palms rubbed against the plump waist, and also teased in a low voice: "At night, how can I have time to talk about serious things..."

(End of this chapter)