Everlasting Sword God

"A blacksmith with a red turban?"

Most people's inquiries about Chu Huoluo are confused, but a few people have a look of awakening after contemplation.

"When you say that, there is indeed such a person."

An old man thought for a long time and provided a slightly clearer clue.

"In the beginning, a black-skinned blacksmith sold some farming tools on the streets, and often sang songs with great meaning. I remember this man's surname was Qin. I used to drink with him. After he was drunk, he said that he can make iron into gold, God, but only as a joke. "

He thought about it and sighed, "Think carefully, it's been twelve or three years. Then one day the blacksmith disappeared and disappeared for a long time. If it weren't for the girl, if you mention it today, I'm afraid I can't remember him . "

It's a friend to talk about, but if you don't see it for a few days, it will be left behind. Who is impatient to remember?

In this world, this would have been commonplace.

Chu Huoluo was very happy to find out the news, but heard that it happened 12 or 3 years ago, and was disappointed. However, she still inquired carefully about the address and shape of the blacksmith, and went to look for it.

Find a compound by the address the old man said. That was the place where many craftsmen rented and landed. These people have amazing arts. Otherwise, it is the warrior who is the most important person in the realm of God. Can he barely settle in the outer city, but because the outer city is not easy to live, it is economical. Distress has formed such a gregarious place.

Because it happened twelve or three years ago, most people no longer remember Qin Blacksmith. Only a few old people who live here still have impressions.

"Lao Qin"

"It seemed to have moved out ten years ago. It was weird then."

"Yes, Lao Qin lived in our compound for 60 years and suddenly moved away. I asked him what was coming."

These old people have long lost the meaning of survival, they just have to eat and wait for death. Rarely remembering the past, they talked happily.

In their mouths, Chu Huoluo learned more about Qin Blacksmith.

——This person is really different from these people who live in Da Za Yuan.

In the outer city of Overlord City, there are so many warriors and gods, and there are many strange people and strangers coming out. It is because of this that these people are worthless.

The best way to maintain a livelihood in the outer city is to go to the wall to fight against the enemy, but this kind of thing is a matter of life and death. Mo said that those who have been seriously injured and disabled have to retreat, that is, luck is intact, and after a few years I can't bear it mentally.

Most people are desperately trying to obtain the qualifications of city dwellers in the outer city. It is nothing more than trying to live comfortably. If they fight every day on the wall, what is the difference between living outside the city?

It has been a long time since most people became numb.

Pass and pass, and follow the flow, so most of the days of the outer city and townspeople will live in a muddled life, without the spirit and spirit of the gods and martial arts.

Qin Blacksmith is different.

He hit the iron every night and walked the streets all day. He lived and enjoyed it. Even if he made a lot of money in one day, he made money scatteredly and invited people to drink. It was very generous.

Every day when drunk, he sang some unknown chants, and went back to the room to sleep in the afternoon, but when he got west, he would get up again and tinker with his ironware.

Such days, perhaps days, months, or even years, may not be surprising.

But in the large mixed courtyard, for the whole sixty years, the Qin blacksmith has been like this. At that time, I didn't feel strange at all, but got used to it. But looking back now, I find it interesting.

"This Qin blacksmith is really not a casual figure."

Chu Huo murmured to himself, no wonder the person Master was looking for. If there was nothing special, how could he find it?

auzw.com "Where are you, Mr. Qin Blacksmith, now do you know?"

I can't find anyone or just useless, always ask more clearly.

"This"

A few old men shook their heads and searched the intestines for a long time, then someone slaps their heads and said, "I remember, when Qin Blacksmith said that he would make a sword that is the best in the world, he entered Xuanyuan Mountain, and never returned! I laughed at him! "

Xuanyuan Mountain?

——The mountain is inside the city, not outside it.

Chu Huoluo knows that this is a large mountain in the middle of the outer city. The forest is dense and lush. When you look out from their residence, you can see the outline of Xuanyuan Mountain on a sunny day.

"More than ten years ago, a meteor star fell into Xuanyuan Mountain, and rumored that there were black iron elites, but the outer city Ling also organized people to search several times and found nothing. Lao Qin seemed to have heard the news, so he went to the mountain to find , Said to be a sword made from iron outside the meteorite. "

The memory of these old people is very good.

After the Qin Blacksmith went, he never returned, but the search for the meteorite and the sword was a matter of time and delay. He is likely to be in Xuanyuan Mountain.

Chu Huoluo got the news, did not dare to neglect, hurried home, and accused Shen Zhenyi.

——Is Master really born with it? I heard that Qin Blacksmith wants to make the world ’s first sword, so he has to find him?

But how did he know?

Chu Huoluo increasingly felt that Master was mysterious and unpredictable, and admired her.

Shen Zhenyi's reaction was unexpected.

"Going to look for the outer meteorite?"

He seemed surprised.

Immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly, "People of Wantie Union, they are all in the same vein. If you do n’t do the right thing, you want to make a sword."

"Even if it's iron outside the sky, what can they do with their craft?"

Shen Zhenyi shook his head, thinking for a moment, and commanded: "In this case, let's find him tomorrow in the mountains. It will not be easy to make iron from outside the sky. Even if the blacksmith finds it, I am afraid that it will take decades of water grinding. Molding him into a shape, waiting here is not the answer. "

It took only more than ten years for this to happen. Qin Blacksmith successfully found the iron outside the sky, and the possibility of casting a sword was almost equal to none.

Shen Zhenyi needs to find the people of Wantietiemen. If he doesn't want to wading the mountains and going to another outer city, he can only enter the deep mountains to find the missing Qin blacksmith.

"Master didn't want to find him because he wanted to make a sword? What is Wantiemeng?"

The Long Jun master was also surprised and asked again.

Shen Zhenyi shook his head and smiled, "The Wantie Union is a large organization in the King City. After thousands of years of change, I don't know how big a thing happened. I want to ask them."

Zi Ningjun, Chu Huoluo and Long Junzhu looked at each other and still couldn't understand what Shen Zhenyi was talking about.

However, Shen Sangong ’s arrangement has never been missed, and they no longer ask more, just to be honest.

Outside the window, a dark shadow suddenly disappeared under the moon, just like a cat was not noticeable.

But Shen Zhenyi's gaze flashed, showing a smile.

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