Eternal Immortal King

Tang Ao galloped all the way, several times faster than the ordinary yellow horse. He saw the wind whistling in his ears, and the trees and the city whizzed backwards, without even seeing the afterimages.

"Wow! Brother Fuyang is really a pit! I didn't tell me how far northwest is, so I have to go down and inquire one by one."

Walking out of a village called Changshun, Tang Ao couldn't help but mutter, "I don't know, is Yuqiu Village still far away?"

No longer hesitating, Tang Ao continued to gallop towards the northwest, and after many inquiries, he found out the specific location of Yuqiu Village.

"Huh! It's finally here!" Tang Ao looked at the tall fence in front, a huge plaque hung directly above the gate, and the three large characters twisted and slanted in the ancient seal, "Yuqiu Village".

Said to be a village, its size is almost a small town, the roads are wide and hard, and the main street is lined with shops and cars.

Tang Ao walked around and looked at the flowers. The prosperity of Yuqiu Village was far beyond Tang Ao's imagination. Even Xiao Kong in his arms couldn't help poking out his head, looking curiously.

"Let's go get something to eat, and then slowly inquire about the whereabouts of the refiner?" Tang Ao lowered his head and asked.

"Okay! Okay! I like it the most!" Xiao Kong twisted in Tang Ao's arms excitedly.

Seeing that there is a restaurant in front of it with intensive people coming and going, he walked in.

"Xiaoer! Four meat and five vegetarian foods, meat must forge alien animals above the level of five heavens, and vegetarian dishes too." Tang Ao found a table and chair to sit down and greeted Xiaoer in the shop to prepare to serve food.

The shop Xiaoer was overjoyed when he heard Tang Aobao's dish name, and eagerly leaned in front of Tang Ao, "The guest officer waits for a while, I'll go and prepare. Besides, what does the guest officer like to drink?"

"Two or two tiger bone wine!" Tang Ao picked up a table by the window and said casually.

"Go! Wait a minute!" The shop little Er ran to prepare wine and food.

"Wait!" Tang Ao took out one or two pieces of gold, "I heard that you have a master refiner, I want to inquire about him."

Seeing Qian's eyes opened, the shopkeeper replied with a smiley face, "It turns out that the guest officer wanted to inquire about Master Song Hetong, ah, speaking of Master Song, that's really..."

It turned out that this village was originally a dilapidated small village, and all the young and strong could go out, leaving only a few old and weak women and children living in the village. Song Hetong happened to be passing by and couldn't bear to see this tragic situation, so he gave alms to help these poor people.

Originally, Song Hetong was just visiting the mountains and playing water, and by the way, he felt the world and hammered his craftsmanship skills. It happened to be sheltered by mountains, surrounded by water, and beautiful scenery, so he simply lived.

He was originally a master craftsman, and there were people asking for it everywhere, not to mention that people who settled here were naturally busy. With more people, this small village gradually developed and prospered.

The shop Xiaoer said with joy and spit, "...You really asked the right person, Master Song is next door to my house. The old man is happy and doesn't want to be disturbed. I only see a few people a day. If I'm in a bad mood, I won't see you, so The guest officer must be mentally prepared."

"I know this! It's time to work!" At the moment, Xiao Er was contented and busy with gold.

"One person can form a town, this Song Hetong is really amazing!" Xiaokong popped a snake head from his arms and said in surprise.

"Yes! Song Hetong is so passionate about the old ways, we may be able to ask him." Tang Aoman said casually, tasting the tea brought by Xiao Er.

Xiao Er quickly brought the food. Tang Ao and Xiao Kong almost gobbled up the food as if they hadn’t eaten them in a previous life. After a while, the food on the table was messy, and the other guests on both sides of the dining room were all Shocked.

"Let's go!" Tang Ao patted his stomach contentedly, threw two ingots of gold to Xiao Er, and strode out the door.

According to the tips given by Xiaoer, the two quickly found a workshop-like Dazhuang courtyard in the southeast corner of Yuqiu Village, and from time to time there were sounds of clanging and beating from the local rhythm.

"It should be here." Tang Ao stepped into the courtyard by himself. A dozen young guys were naked, their muscle bumps buckled with the sledgehammer, and the flames were set against the dark back covered with sweat. The above makes the Zhuangyuan more hot.

"The two of you, please stay! This is a forging place, and other people are not allowed to enter this place." A sturdy middle-aged man stopped in front of the two and stopped letting them go forward.

"Oh! We are here to find Master Song He Tongsong, please convey it to me." Tang Ao dare not presume in front of outsiders, and asked with a fist.

"So? It's a coincidence that the two are here. The master happens to be here. Please go to the conference hall and wait for a while." The big man made a please gesture.

Tang Ao didn't dare to make any trouble, and moved to the chamber after the big man. Stepping into the chamber, Tang Ao was taken aback.

"so many people!"

Whether it was the chairs for hospitality or the futon used temporarily, they were full of people, and some even queued up outside the chamber.

Some were laid back and didn't seem to care about waiting in the hall; some were anxious and complained secretly that Song Hetong was playing big cards. Tang Ao calmly found a secluded place to sit down and closed his eyes to raise his mind.

"Master Song Hetong is here!" The big man announced with his throat. Immediately, a gray-robed old man walked tremblingly from the back hall with the support of the disciples. The old man looked so weak, as if he would hurt his muscles and bones with just one push.

"This is the master refiner Song Hetong?"

"Just a bad old man!"

"A bad old man can refine tools? It makes Laozi wait so long in vain."

"It's disappointing, a bad old man!"

Song Hetong coughed a few times and held the armrest of the seat with his hands trembling, "The old man is Song Hetong. If there is any disrespect for the body, I hope you can bear it."

"Stop talking nonsense! Old man Song, our Eastern Region Mo Family wants to refine a spiritual treasure, let's say, what is the price?" A luxuriously dressed, carefree young man called Song Hetong with a brutal and unreasonable face.

"Oh? That's the case..." Song Hetong looked shocked, and turned to face the big man and the apprentices behind him, "Go throw the Mo family group out, so as not to stain the chamber."

"What, what? You bad old man, do you know who we are? You actually... let go, you barbarians, let go." Before the little boy of the Mo family could say a few words, he was picked up by the big man with one hand Throwing it out, even the guards behind him had no room to fight back.

"I can't tell, the cultivation base of these apprentices is quite high." Tang Ao's expression remained as usual, "This old man really has a true temperament and is interesting."

A young woman stood up and respectfully bowed to Song Hetong with a fist.