I forced the master to be the leader

Chapter 6 Xiaodanfeng's Sword Washing Pond

Jiang Daqiao returned to Xiaodan Peak alone, the gate of the courtyard was closed tightly, and Elder Ore was not seen in the alchemy room of the north courtyard.

It seems that my master is busy with entertainment again.

Since the explosion of the alchemy furnace, the ore elder went out to visit his friends more often than usual, and he often took a chessboard with him when he went out.

There is nothing wrong with playing chess, even in this world of martial arts, playing chess is considered an elegant social activity.

Using chess to make friends and compete with other elders of the Twelve Peaks of Iron Sword Gate can also improve the presence of Xiaodan Peak and gain more benefits for this peak.

However, the chess friends of the ore elders are really not up to the table...

One is the veteran who guards the mountain gate, and the other is a disciple of the handyman in the kitchen of Tianzhu Peak.

Hey, when I think of my master's social circle, the pattern is so simple.

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"Bridge Disciple!"

Not long after, the ore elder with a happy face came back with a bamboo basket.

The bamboo basket was full, there were several large packages of cooked food wrapped in lotus leaves, the smell of meat wafted from the lotus leaves, and there was a jar of cooked rice.

Seeing this, Jiang Daqiao laughed, "Master, are you coming back from the mountain?"

"Today can be regarded as the happiest of our Xiaodanfeng family. You and I, master and apprentice, have a few drinks tonight!"

Jiang Daqiao was taken aback for a moment: "Master, is there a happy event for us at Xiaodanfeng?"

The ore elder stroked his beard and laughed a few times:

"Our Little Dan Peak was on the verge of dying in the morning, so we are about to disband, right?
Isn't Chengxiang recovering from the accident now?Is this considered a joy? "

My master's mentality is really good, no matter how embarrassing things happen, after a cup of tea, he is like a normal person...

Not entangled in the past, looking forward, with a big heart, this...is considered a big boss' character advantage.

Not the slightest bit of sarcasm.

"Well, what Master said is very true, this is indeed a happy event for our Xiaodanfeng lineage, so what about Erxi?"

"Have we, master and apprentice, discussed
Is Xiaodan Peak planning to buy an earth-level alchemy furnace on an auspicious day?Is this another happy event? "

Well, as long as my master wants to drink, he can really think of any "happy event".

"Master... It's really a good idea. It's true that our little Danfeng has a double happiness. It's really gratifying. You and I, master and apprentice, should have a good drink!"

As Jiang Daqiao spoke, he sighed inwardly. His master could not practice Qigong for seven days, but he would feel uncomfortable if he did not drink small wine for a day.

It stands to reason that, as the leader of the Twelve Peaks of the Iron Sword Gate, it is not a bad thing to like to drink and socialize, but...you have to find those elders of comparable status in the sect to drink.

Drinking with his disciples all day long, what can he do.

In a good mood, the ore elder put down the bamboo basket, took out a bag of cooked beef, a bag of pork head meat, and took out a folded note from his arms, and handed them to Jiang Daqiao:

"Give it to him, I don't know if that old thing is dead!"

"Yes, Master!" Jiang Daqiao naturally understood.

He knew that the "old stuff" that his master was talking about was not someone else, but the brother of the ore elder, surnamed Tang, and he should call him "Uncle Tang" according to his seniority.

This uncle lives in the back mountain, about a mile away from the courtyard of Xiaodan Peak.

Master Tang lived in a row of tile-roofed houses on the back hillside.

Jiang Daqiao walked closer and shook his head. The tiles on the roof were crooked, and grass grew in the cracks of the adobe walls. He almost doubted whether a gust of wind could knock down the tile-roofed house.

There are five or six tile-roofed houses in this row. Maybe there was a scene of thriving and laughing people here, but now there is only one person in this row of tile-roofed houses, living here alone...

"Uncle Tang, are you there?"

Jiang Daqiao knew that Uncle Tang lived in the first room, so he stood at the door of the house and shouted in.

No one answered for a while, but Jiang Daqiao, who had come here to "visit" Master Tang a few times, knew.

If no one answers, it doesn't mean you're not there.

It doesn't even mean that the person is gone.

I don't know if it's because I am the apprentice of the ore elder, or this Master Tang just has this strange temper.

Anyway, recently, no matter how much Jiang Daqiao called "Uncle Tang", Uncle Tang would not answer him.

"Is Uncle Tang there?"

Still no one answered.

Jiang Daqiao stepped forward and pushed the door open. This is the front hall of the tile-roofed house, with old tables and chairs, and uncleaned dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Uncle Tang!"

Still no one answered, Jiang Daqiao walked up from the front hall, it was Master Tang's bedroom, the door was open, and there was no one inside.

It's not in the front hall, nor in the bedroom, so it must be in the Sword Washing Pool again...

Jiang Daqiao pushed open the back door, and there was a pool outside the door. This pool was hollowed out from a huge piece of granite to form a pool.

The mountain spring brought in by bamboo flows continuously into the Xijian Pool, and the spring water in the pool is crystal clear.

Although the tile-roofed house is dilapidated, the sword-washing pool still shows the dignity and heritage of a certain sword-making family.

Sitting next to the Sword Washing Pool was a man in long robes, with disheveled hair and a face that could not be seen clearly. He was holding a black long sword in both hands, which seemed to be a sword embryo that had just been tempered and not yet sharpened.

"Uncle Tang!"

Uncle Tang didn't even raise his head, and remained motionless, continuing to look at the black sword in his hand.

The blade of the black sword was less than three inches away from his eyes, as if he wanted to find a gap in the black sword.

Jiang Daqiao put the two bags of food in his hand on the low table next to Master Tang, and handed him the folded note,
"Uncle Tang, my master has a note for me to pass on to you, saying that he wants your advice."

After hearing this, Master Tang finally put down the black sword in his hand, took the note Jiang Daqiao handed him, opened it for a look, and returned it to Jiang Daqiao.

Then he raised his head and looked at the stars. Jiang Daqiao saw that Master Tang's face was actually clean without many wrinkles. He looked about 50 years old.

After watching the astrology, Master Tang lowered his head and counted with his fingers for a while, while muttering something silently...

"Um...cough, cough..."

Uncle Tang made a sound from his mouth, as if he wanted to cough up the three-month-old phlegm in his throat.

"Tell him that the furnace will be turned on at midnight after seven days."

"Yes, Master Tang!"

Master Tang looked down at the black sword in his hand again.

As soon as he walked out of the tile-roofed house, he heard two slaps, and two purses fell on the ground and spread out. It was the cooked beef and pig's head that he had put on the low table just now.

Could it be that Uncle Tang doesn't like braised vegetables?
The problem is that he doesn't know what Master Tang likes to eat!

Jiang Daqiao squatted down to pick up the scattered beef and pig heads. People with high cultivation bases have strange tempers...it's really hard to describe.

According to what Jiang Daqiao has learned...

Elder Mineral and Uncle Tang, the two senior brothers, both worshiped under the same master since they were young, and this master can be regarded as Jiang Daqiao's master.

The master has received many apprentices in his life, but these two disciples are the most proud of them. Before he left, the master taught the sword-making technique to the Tang disciples, and the alchemy technique to the ore.

After the master died, according to the will, the ore inherited the position of the master and became the master of Xiaodan Peak.

But Senior Brother Tang was not convinced by Junior Brother Ore, thinking that Master was biased, so the two Senior Brothers had a quarrel and could no longer stay under the same roof.

According to Elder Ore, in the name of the "Lord of the First Peak" of Xiaodan Peak, he has already expelled brother Tang surnamed from the sect.

So the younger brother, Elder Ore, sat in Xiaodan Peak's home court, while Master Tang guarded the tile-roofed houses that were originally used for making swords.

Alas, perhaps the decline of Xiao Danfeng's lineage was decided from the moment Master made his will.

Speaking of which, since Master has accepted so many apprentices, isn't there one who is more suitable to be a master than Ore?
After Jiang Daqiao came back from Master Tang's tile-roofed house, he told the ore elder:
"Uncle Tang asked me to tell Master that Zishi will open the furnace for alchemy in seven days' time."

"What did he say?" The ore elder didn't lift his head when he heard that.

"Yes, Master Tang told me to open the furnace to make alchemy seven days later."

"Then we must hurry up and bring back the new stove,"

Once the ore elder talked about alchemy, his expression became much more serious.
"Did he say anything else?"

"Well... Uncle Tang also said that pork head meat is delicious, thank you for his good brother!"

"Go, hell if the old man can say that!
Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and chop firewood, don't delay our drinking at night, master and apprentice! "

"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Daqiao was secretly happy. The pair of brothers and sisters were clearly at odds with each other, and they always used the word "he" to address each other, and he needed to convey a word between them.

But the ore elder had to be helped by his senior brother to open the furnace for alchemy.

Maybe the master was worried that after his death, the two disciples would break up and turn against each other, so he made such an interesting arrangement?

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(End of this chapter)