Qing Shui didn't know that word of his arrogant, powerful and magical blacksmith was slowly spreading around the Nancheng area, especially the fact that Qing Shui had killed the Immortal Sword Sect's people.
Not long after Qing Shui opened the door, he found that many people came to his small blacksmith shop. Many people were staring at Qing Shui. Qing Shui was not afraid of looking. There were so many people. Even though many of them were not buying things, they could sell things. After all, The big sign at the door is still very eye-catching.
"Mr. Blacksmith, look at how much you charge me for this?" A young man asked Qing Shui while holding a dark stone.
Qing Shui didn't know what metals they were, let alone their names, because Qing Shui discovered that the holy hands that healed and saved people also had another effect.
You can feel the internal structure of any object, and you can also feel the "spiritual power" contained in it. The higher the "spiritual power", the higher the value of the object will be. When feeling the value of an object, it is better than seeing the sky. Better to use.
Qing Shui smiled and stretched out his hand to touch this piece of pitch black metal, but unfortunately it was not a precious metal. It was much better than ordinary ordinary iron, but it was still more than one grade behind compared to the hundred-refined refined iron of his Purple Jade Fairyland.
"One hundred taels of silver!" Qing Shui looked at the young man and said a price. Qing Shui felt that it was about the same.
The young man was stunned for a moment and then said: "Okay, this is black iron, and the price is quite reasonable."
Qing Shui looked at the dark thing. The name "Black Iron" was worthy of its name. He reached out to take the original black iron stone and handed the young man a hundred taels of silver note.
Everyone saw that Qing Shui's purchase price was very expensive, because in other blacksmith shops, the price for a rough black iron stone of this size was at most eighty taels of silver.
"Do you really want to accept nothing?" A voice came into Qing Shui's hands.
Qing Shui saw a refined man, in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, without any beard. His smile revealed a mouth full of white teeth, which made him feel particularly comfortable.
"Well, as it says on the sign, don't be afraid that I can't pay for it. I will exchange the particularly valuable items with something of equal value. Don't worry, you will never suffer a loss." Qing Shui's heart moved and he smiled seriously. said.
The refined man looked at Qing Shui for a while before nodding seriously, but said: "It's a pity that I don't have it. If I have it, I will definitely ask you to change it."
"Ahem, I thought there was something good about it, but it turned out to be empty talk!"
"If not, don't tell me!"
Qing Shui put the black iron stone away with a smile and continued to hammer the unhammered iron stone. Qing Shui did not expect that the weapons made by Hu You would only be sold with a handful of defective products. Qing Shui looked at the blacksmith in shock. All that was left in the shop was his own iron-toothed sword and an acquired sign.
The blacksmith shop had become a buying shop, but many people still came to experience the iron-toothed sword. Anyone who wanted to make a counter-offer was declined by Qing Shui.
Within the Immortal Sword Sect!
"Sect Master, are we going to let this kid be arrogant? He humiliated the people of Immortal Sword Sect on the street, and this time he even killed our Immortal Sword Sect disciples on the street." An old man with a white beard and a clear face turned to a middle-aged man with a red face. The man with the appearance said.
The middle-aged man stood up from the purple Taishi chair. As his slender body stood up, a majestic aura spread out, and the sharp aura penetrated like a steel needle!
The purple star-and-moon robe sets off his nobility. His eyes are bright and have a bit of vicissitudes of life. His nose and the aloof lip line make him feel that this man is very strange and particularly masculine.
The man who was called the sect leader stood up and took two steps to look at the old man Qingyun: "Elder Ying, I know it's hard to have something like this happen to your grandson. There's nothing to be afraid of that kid, but behind him is the sea, the sea. ,do you know?"
That tone was full of helplessness and unwillingness. As the leader of a sect, he was a veritable leader in Nancheng. He was the top in Nancheng. But now, the young boy outside had repeatedly let the Immortal Sword Sect know that he was the leader. Loss of face. Two elders were also lost.
The loss of an elder is a trivial matter. Anyway, there is no shortage of these useless elders in the sect, but it is to provoke Canghai. My ancestors have always warned me that I cannot mess with that man from the Canghai family. He is absolutely not to be messed with. It can move.
"Canghai? Is he the man who deposed Elder Feng and Elder Hu last time?" Old Qingyun asked with her head half lowered.
"Yes, he is the person that our ancestors said we must not provoke. Not only was Elder Feng deposed last time, but he is no longer the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, and his trouble-making grandson has been sent to "the ground" "River Island"!" The middle-aged man who looked like he had experienced vicissitudes of life said calmly.
Elder Ying couldn't help but tremble when he heard "Dihe Island", and then said weakly: "Are we just going to let this kid continue to be arrogant? Now the outside has begun to speak ill of our Fairy Sword Sect, and rumors are flying all over the sky."
"We don't have to control what other people say, but the people in the sect should control it. I know a little bit about what they are doing outside, and that kid can't live for a few days. If any of you dare to do it privately, Go find him at your own risk." After saying this, the middle-aged man left this magnificent hall.
Elder Qingyun, Elder Ying, couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster when he heard the middle-aged man's last words. The majestic aura exuding made him palpitate.
The middle-aged man with a strong aura, the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect, walked out of the luxurious hall, stood at the top of the high steps, and looked at the long steps leading to the ground below. The body was not tall enough but exuded a sharp aura, as tall as a cliff. A green pine tree.
He looked up at the blue sky, sighed slightly, and walked towards the ancestral hall at the back. He raised his foot with every step. When he was about to land, he quickly raised his other foot, and walked solidly on the ground several times in a row. Taking a few steps, he walked at a very slow speed. It felt very weird, as if he was slow but actually he was fast!
Soon we arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall is only slightly shorter than the main hall of the Immortal Sword Sect. Everything here, including the houses and halls, are all black and gray. Apart from being solemn, it is dull!
As soon as the middle-aged man stepped into this solemn hall, he realized that it was not as small as it looked from the outside. It was very spacious inside, because as soon as he entered the ancestral hall, there was a staircase leading to the lower level.
The man walked slowly down the black stone steps, and the clear sound of footsteps spread so far!
It didn't take long to reach the ground, and it wasn't very deep. Stepping on the smooth black stone ground, the sound was very clear and distant! This is also the memorial hall of the Immortal Sword Sect. Inside are the portraits and sculptures of the ancestors of the Immortal Sword Sect.
"Ancestor!"
The middle-aged man shouted softly!
There was a moment of silence, and the middle-aged man stood there respectfully. After a full cup of tea, a man slowly walked over.
It was an old man with snow-white beard and hair, holding a golden cane with a dragon head in his hand. He seemed to be walking slowly but evenly, silently. He was dressed in snow-white clothes and with snow-white beard and hair, and looked quite aloof from the world. Human appearance.
"Old Ancestor!" The middle-aged man threw himself at the old man's feet.
"Idiot, what's wrong?" The old man's cloudy eyes were half-closed, making it impossible to see his eyes. His slender eyebrows drooped softly. If it weren't for those uncomfortable-looking eyes, the old man would He looks similar to Baili Jingwei, like an immortal. Unfortunately, those eyes would make most people feel palpitated.
His voice is very kind!
"Ancestor, you are so idiotic and incompetent that you have ruined the reputation of the Immortal Sword Sect but there is nothing you can do about it. Please punish me, ancestor."
"Get up, get up and talk!" The old man raised his hand slightly and pulled the middle-aged man up.
The middle-aged man told the story in a leisurely way, but he did not dare to deceive. He told the truth and just told Qing Shui in a more hateful manner. After all, in mainland China, people help relatives but not gifts.
"Anyone involved in these matters, whether they are elders or ordinary disciples, the disciples of Elder Feng and others will be thrown into Dihe Island." The old man said calmly.
The middle-aged man replied respectfully: "Some people listen to their ancestors!"
"Canghai, Canghai, I have tolerated you for thirty years. Although you are from the Heavenly Palace, don't you know that it is beyond your reach, let alone you..."
"Chier, go back, I will handle this matter."
The middle-aged man said goodbye and left the underground hall. The old man stood there for a while, and then his figure flashed at an outrageous speed.
Qing Shui shot two iron-toothed swords in one afternoon. This time, the additional attributes were similar to those of a bronze sword. One of them had particularly good attributes, with strength increased by thirty and endurance increased by twenty!
The other iron-toothed sword has exactly the same attributes as the bronze sword. Qing Shui is still very satisfied at the moment. After all, it is unknown whether it has special effects, but the additional attributes are already very abnormal. If the additional attributes are added to thousands Tens of thousands, especially the speed, Qing Shui couldn't help but feel dazed when he thought about it, but he really didn't know how much Qing Shui could increase.
Qing Shui was stunned as soon as he entered the Purple Jade Fairyland at night. Qing Shui felt a little different. He looked around and it was still the same. But why did he feel that the Purple Jade Fairyland was a little different from the past? He felt it carefully.
The vitality in the Purple Jade Wonderland is obviously much stronger. The feeling is particularly obvious, and even the pieces of medicinal materials seem to become more vibrant.
Suddenly Qing Shui saw a "small tree" not far from the pool, about one meter tall and about the thickness of a thumb. It was just a small tree, with a bright red flower as big as the mouth of a bowl blooming at the top, and a large flower on the root of the nameless tree. The flowers are about the same size, but this blood-like flower exudes powerful vitality.
Qing Shui hurriedly ran to the stone tablet. Qing Shui now knew that whenever something new appeared, the stone tablet would have explanations. When Qing Shui stood at the stone tablet, he could see the dazzling four eye-catching red characters among the black words at a glance.
Flower of life!