Chapter 973 Three visits to the thatched cottage

In the early morning, the dawn penetrated the treetops, casting tiny spots of light among the shadows of the trees. The chirping of birds broke through the silence of the morning light.

The Zhushenfeng family, which lives in seclusion, welcomed a special guest today.

"Don't be nervous. When you see my clan leader, grandpa, you can tell him properly." A young girl led a young man in white, skillfully pushing aside the grape vines blocking the way, forming seals with her hands from time to time, and releasing a stream of energy.

Waves of pure spiritual power suppressed the agencies on both sides that were ready to go.

"Our people are all reasonable people and will definitely help you!"

"Thank you, miss." The young man in white nodded gracefully, and at the same time looked around slightly, carefully observing this mysterious reclusive family.

Although his face was handsome and graceful, and his movements exuded a kind of gentle and elegant temperament, deep in his eyes, there was always a layer of dark clouds that could not be resolved. That heavy gloom also contained a vague

Deathly despair.

Soon, the two of them officially entered the territory of the Zhushenfeng clan. Looking around, this place just looked like an ordinary village. A series of simple thatched houses, and occasionally a few poultry could be seen in the wasteland.

Jumping. The shirtless villagers were gathered in twos and threes in front of the stove, sweating profusely as they banged the unformed weapons in their hands.

Just because of the fiery atmosphere that hits your face, the name of the family of weapon refiners is well-deserved!

The girl Chenruo, with a bright smile on her pretty face, grabbed a young strong man nearby and asked: "Brother Axe, do you know where the patriarch is?" He pointed to the young man in white next to him,

"I met this young master outside. He has always admired the craftsmanship of our Shenfeng family, and he specifically wanted to become an apprentice to learn the skills."

The young man in white didn't say anything, but simply cupped his hands towards the strong man as a sign of courtesy.

From the moment they met, he spoke very little, almost never speaking if he could. When Chenruo went up the mountain to chop firewood, he accidentally met him who was lost in the machine formation. When asked, he only said that he wanted to worship Zhu.

The leader of the Shenfeng clan was his master, and he remained silent after that. On the way here, Chen Ruo was almost always looking for something to talk about.

Maybe it's because of her natural introversion. Chen Ruo didn't feel anything unusual. She was also a quiet girl, who was timid and shy when facing strangers, so she could still understand the other person's mood.

She made an exception to help today because she felt a special sense of intimacy with him. Alas, could it be because he was good-looking? Unexpectedly, one day, she would also become a girl who judges people by their appearance.

"Don't be too busy looking for the clan leader." Before the strong man could answer, a middle-aged man with a short beard and a majestic face suddenly put down his tools and strode over from the stove on the other side.

, looked at the young man in white with a straight face, and said in a deep voice:

"Young man, let me ask you first. The location of our Shenfeng Clan has always been kept extremely secret, and outsiders are never welcome to set foot in it! Now, where did you learn about it?"

This middle-aged man seemed to have some status in the clan. As he asked, more and more young disciples gradually gathered around him. Everyone was talking and pointing around him.

"Uncle Hong, don't be so fierce, you'll scare people." Chen Ruo couldn't stand it and tried to persuade him. At the same time, he pulled the sleeve of the young man in white: "Speak quickly."

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man in white's eyes flashed several times, and finally he raised his head suddenly, clasped his fists together, and said loudly:

"Everyone, to be honest, Nan Jingbai, a disciple of the Jian Kiln Sect, is here to visit me. I just want to ask the leader of the Zhushenfeng Clan to come out and help our Sword Kiln Sect escape from this crisis!"

This young man turned out to be Nan Jingbai, the chief disciple of the Jian Kiln Sect.

Prior to this, the Nine Masters of Jiuyou Palace came to the Jian Kiln Sect in person and claimed to negotiate a deal with the Sword Kiln Sect Master. After he collected the fragments of the ancient artifact, the Fangtian Baoding, he hoped that the Sect Master could open a furnace and refine it on his behalf.

Create and restore artifacts.

This task is far beyond the capabilities of the Sword Kiln Sect Master.

Just refining the weapon is not difficult, but at the same time, it is difficult to completely simulate the secret patterns of laws engraved on the fragments. You must know that this Fangtian Baoding was refined by the ancient evil god "Fangtian Demon Lord" himself, then

But how can a powerful person whose strength far exceeds that of the reincarnation realm be able to restore 100% of the artifact with his current ability as a small Tongtian realm weapon refiner?

However, Jiuyou Palace's order is absolute.

They only ask about the results, but don’t care about how difficult the process is.

During this time, the leader of the Jian Kiln Sect had been forced into a desperate situation. He organized his disciples and experimented with the method of refining day and night. In the end, he even became a little crazy. However, his experiments only ushered in repeated failures.

fail.

When he first received the mission from Jiuyou Palace, the Sword Kiln Sect Leader also thought about asking the Chief of the Zhushenfeng Clan, who was both his old friend and old enemy, for help. With the combined efforts of the two of them, there might be hope of restoring the artifact. But at that time,

The messenger sent was mercilessly rejected by the Zhushenfeng clan.

This result was expected by the leader of the Jian Kiln Sect. He was the one who felt sorry for the leader of Zhushenfeng Clan in the first place, but now he has no face to ask him for such an unkind request.

Although the sect master was unwilling, Nan Jingbai, who saw the sect master's hardships in his eyes, secretly made up his mind to ask that senior for help no matter what. Finally one day, he found out the whereabouts of the Zhushenfeng clan.

, he quietly slipped out of the Jian Kiln Dazong and traveled across mountains and rivers to find it all the way.

"Jian Kiln Dazong?" Sure enough, upon hearing this familiar name, the faces of the surrounding tribesmen, old and young, suddenly changed. Many young people even pulled out their long swords, "The people from Jian Kiln Dazong are actually

You still dare to come? Aren't you afraid that we will kill you?"

Nan Jingbai looked at all directions without fear. Before taking this step, he had already put life and death aside. If he sacrificed himself, he could save the sect from disaster, it was worth it!

"There is nothing important in life except death. Now the disaster of destroying our sect is just around the corner. No matter what mistakes our sect leader has done in the past, I beg the clan leader to help because of the friendship between the two of them when they were young!"

Even though he bowed his head and begged, Nan Jingbai still had an indomitable arrogance in his body, "If this matter can be settled satisfactorily, no matter what the clan leader demands, the people of my sect will not hesitate to die!"

"Friendship?" A group of young people scolded one after another, "You, a large member of the Jian Kiln Sect, really have the nerve to talk about friendship? Who betrayed you first? We are so tired that our people can only shrink here for generations.

What a ghost place, has your sect master sent someone to visit it once?"

"That's right, if you don't have the ability and insist on gaining that fame, then you have to bear the disasters that fame brings!"

In fact, these people, like Nan Jingbai, do not know what happened between the two ancestors. But they have been instilled with hatred from generation to generation since they were born. Even today, even a three-year-old child understands

Learn to accuse Jianyao Da Zong of his crimes.

"I know that the Jian Kiln Sect has been feuding with the Zhushenfeng clan for a long time!" Nan Jingbai raised his voice, struggling to overcome the shouts and curses around him, "But what you keep complaining about is nothing more than the unkind things our sect leader has done.

So, let me ask you, is it morally right for you to refuse to save your life today? When you think about it in the future, will your conscience be at ease?"

"My sect leader has caused you to endure hundreds of years of resentment for a moment. If the clan leader just stood by and watched today, our Sword Kiln Sect would be the dead souls of injustice in the blink of an eye! Why can't you and I turn our hostility into peace? Seriously,

Do you want to continue this hatred until the end of your life?"

"You're a very eloquent kid!" Another middle-aged man sneered, "But that's useless, go back with all your benevolence, justice and morality! Let this hatred continue and wipe out all your sword kiln sects.

, in order to eliminate the hatred in the heart of our clan leader!"

"That is, what do we have to worry about? We don't kill people with our own hands. There are too many people dying every day in this world. Do we have to mourn for each one who dies?"

Nan Jingbai was alone and helpless, unable to argue, when the petite Chen Ruo suddenly stepped forward and looked at him seriously with a pair of clear eyes.

"Did you cheat on me?"

The patriarch once ordered that the Zhushenfeng family does not welcome outsiders, especially people from the Jianyao Sect. If she had known where he came from, she would never have brought him in!

Nan Jingbai bowed and said, "I'm sorry, miss. I was forced by the situation at that time and had to..." But before he could finish speaking, a heavy hammer suddenly fell in front of him, which made him retreat immediately.

A pit had been cut out on the ground where he had been standing, several feet deep.

"All the people in the Jian Yao Sect are really beasts! Are you going to get out? If you don't, my aunt will chop you to death!" Chen Ruo waved the hammer handed to him by an unknown person in his hand, chasing Nan Jingbai and slashing him repeatedly.

Nan Jingbai didn't understand why this little girl who was quiet and delicate just now became like this as soon as she picked up the hammer. But now he had no choice but to hold his head in his hands and run away in all directions.

Just like that, Nan Jingbai was driven out. After falling down a few steps in embarrassment, he did not leave. He brushed off the dust on his clothes, lifted up his hem, and knelt down solemnly in front of the village.

If the leader of the Zhushenfeng clan cannot be invited to come out, even if he goes back, the Jianyao clan will not be able to escape the end of destruction. By then, he will still be dead.

A few days later.

As soon as Chen Ruo stepped out of the village, he saw the figure who was exhausted but still struggling to hold on.

"Why are you still here?" She frowned, walked forward quickly, squatted down in front of Nan Jingbai, and looked at him with concern.

"Is the situation of the Jian Kiln Sect really dangerous now?"

Because he had been hit hard by her before, Nan Jingbai was still a little afraid now. He glanced at her and simply replied: "It's very dangerous."

"Then, if the patriarch is willing to help, can you be saved?" Chen Ruo asked softly.

Nan Jingbai sighed: "It is not that easy to restore the ancient artifact Fangtian Baoding. Frankly speaking, even if the two clans join forces, there is no guarantee. But even if it can only increase the hope by 10%, I will try my best.

Give it a try! As a disciple of the Jian Kiln Sect, this is my responsibility!"

Chen Ruo patted his shoulder with admiration: "You are so brave. Don't worry, if I have the chance, I will help you persuade the patriarch. Even if he hates your clan leader again, it was hundreds of years ago.

It's over, but the current sect disciples are innocent."

Perhaps because of her kind heart, even though she grew up in the "hate education" of her family, she still found it difficult to develop real hatred for the distant Sword Kiln Sect.

"Thank you." Nan Jingbai nodded gratefully.

Chenruo chatted with him for a few more words, then raised the hammer and stood up. But the moment her hands touched the hammer pole, a hatred and anger suddenly ignited in her eyes again.

"You bastard, you haven't even gotten out yet! Believe it or not, my aunt will chop you every time she sees you! Get out of here!"

For several days in a row, Chen Ruo's attitude was like this, good and bad. When she was gentle, she would squat down and talk to him for a long time. When she was angry, she would wave her hammer and chase him all over the mountain to chop.

As time went by, although Nan Jingbai still didn't understand the truth, he at least knew that this little girl would get "sick" whenever she saw a hammer.

At this time, there was a large number of sword kilns.

"What? Jingbai didn't listen to my orders and sneaked down the mountain to the Zhushenfeng family?"

After hearing the disciple's report, the leader of the Jian Kiln was shocked.

"Everyone over there hates us. Is there any danger if Jingbai goes alone?" Another elder was also anxious, "Sect Master, I'll send someone to chase him back right away!"

The leader of the Sword Kiln was stunned for a long time, but then he sighed deeply and waved his hand.
To be continued...