After parting ways with Linzhang, Fu Zhu headed east.

She would not know that there is a little girl sitting in front of the doorstep every day, looking forward to the stars and the moon, waiting for her to collect debts.

The bad old man who sells swords in the town may not have set up his stall for a long time. Cui Xiaoya is not used to arguing with him.

"Cui Xiaoya, why are you sighing while sitting on the threshold again?"

The little girl looked like you don't understand, and she held her face in her hands and counted the ants on the ground.

"I'll give you a copper to go out and play by yourself. Don't moan and groan in front of me all day long. It will make you upset!"

Cui Xiaoya stood up in surprise, took the copper plate, carefully hid it in her waist, and skipped out.

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"Why is it in the mountains again?"

The girl frowned and reluctantly moved the sword down.

If she can't get out of this mountain, the dry food in her storage bag will be gone. She doesn't know how to make elixirs, and she doesn't have Bigu Pills either.

Fu Zhu glanced at Wu Sheng, who was leaning on the back of a tree. He seemed very leisurely, as if he was on vacation. He didn't know that he would be hungry in a few days.

"Fu Zhu, I found a nest of bird eggs!" She originally wanted to fly to a tree to sleep, but unexpectedly found a nest of bird eggs, and suddenly she became a little greedy.

Riji held a bird egg and placed it in her palm as if to take credit.

"There are several eggs in that bird's nest!" Hiji gestured with his hands in the air after his hands were free, "Can we boil the eggs?"

The talisman beads jumped up to the big tree that Riji was pointing to and picked up a nest of them.

"One, two, three..." Riji lay on the bird's nest and counted, "There are six eggs!"

Fu Zhu had already set up the iron pot she bought from the town, went to the stream to fetch water, and started boiling eggs.

Wu Sheng sat down from the tree to the fire and stared at the bird eggs in the pot. He was obviously greedy. He hadn't eaten bird eggs for a long time.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Riji wiped her saliva.

What kind of fragrance can boiled bird eggs have? Fu Zhu was exaggerating that day, but then she realized something was wrong.

It does have a scent.

Is there anyone else in this mountain? Why hasn't she discovered it before?

Not knowing whether the other party was a friend or an enemy, Fu Zhu put his hand on the scabbard of his sword warily and looked around.

"It's good that the little girl is so cautious."

A man slowly walked out of the darkness in the forest. He was wearing a linen shirt, his hair was tied with a straw rope, and he was wearing straw sandals. He looked very lonely.

He held the grilled fish skewered on wooden sticks in his hand, and put his other hand on the wine gourd at his waist. With a slight push of his thumb, the wine lid opened.

Fu Zhu loosened his hand from the scabbard.

"How long have you been following us?" The old man in front of him washed himself up. Through his rough hair, Fu Zhu recognized him as the old man selling swords in the small town.

Riji hugged the Luan Dao around his neck tightly and looked at him warily. Could it be that he regretted it and wanted to take the Luan Dao back?

The old man sat down by the fire, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and Fu Zhu also sat back.

From the corner of his eye, he caught Wu Sheng staring intently at the wine gourd in the old man's hand, and slapped him on the back of his head, "Children can't learn to drink."

Since the senior sister is away, she has to take on the responsibility of educating Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng, who had been slapped for no reason, his eyes fell on the girl's face, he twitched the corner of his mouth and ignored her.

He just saw that the wine gourd in his hand was good.

The old man choked on his wine and coughed violently. It took a long time to calm down.

He looked at Fu Zhu with disapproval, "How can you educate children? You can't teach children well like this."

Fu Zhu immediately glanced at him, "How am I going to teach Wu Sheng? Do I need you as an outsider to teach me?" She also believed in encouraging education at first, but later she realized that it didn't work at all.

With Wu Sheng's temperament, he must be tough and have both strength and softness.

"Cui Xiaoya said that your son and grandson won't come back to see you..." Fu Zhu said in a long tone, "Obviously you don't know how to teach children!"

At least the Wu Sheng she taught was very obedient sometimes.

The old man almost choked after taking a sip of wine. He closed the gourd lid and stopped drinking.

"Listen to that girl's nonsense, I'm not married yet!"

"oh."

Old man: "..." Why does he feel that this short word contains many other emotions?

"If you don't pick up your eggs, they will boil and crack."

Fu Zhu then realized that the water in the pot was almost dry, so he quickly picked it up with bamboo chopsticks and put it in the stream water that had been prepared to cool it down.

"Why are you following us?" Fu Zhu turned to look at him.

The old man shared his grilled fish with Wu Sheng, and Fu Zhu did not stop him. He just wanted to find out what kind of medicine this man was suddenly interested in selling in the gourd.

"Ahem." The old man coughed twice and cleared his throat, "I just want to make a deal with you."

This little girl's sword-wielding speed was so fast that it took him two days to catch up. He hadn't exercised to such an extent in a long time.

Fu Zhu refused without thinking, "I won't do it."

"Hey, please listen to me first!" The old man scratched his face, wondering where to start.

"I am a swordsmith."

"Oh." The girl's reaction was very flat.

It's not like their sword sect doesn't have swordsmiths. There are tens of thousands of swords hidden in the sword pavilion, as vast as smoke and dust.

"If you make a deal with me, I can make a sword for you."

With a clang, a flying sword was thrust in front of him, interrupting the old man's words.

He hasn't said what the deal is yet? Can you threaten him with a sword if you make a mistake? This little girl has a bad temper.

Soon he realized that he had thought wrong. The girl said in a calm voice, "Look at this sword."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and just took a look.

He easily pulled out the sword's scabbard, with a flash of silver in his eyes.

The long sword is as translucent as water, and the blade is frosty. It is an excellent sword.

"Can you forge a better sword than this?" The girl looked at him with a smile.

The old man's hand holding the sword paused, gritted his teeth, and forced out one word, "Yes!"

The talisman bead exchanger was surprised this time. Shuang Xueming found a sword that her master had found many heavenly and earthly treasures and invited the most powerful swordsmithing elder in the sect to tailor-make it for her. Its quality was only among the immortal swords.

Down.

This old man looked unattractive and dishonest. She was really doubtful when he said he could forge a sword better than Shuang Xueming.

The old man naturally sensed the suspicion of Fu Zhu. He did not hide it and said directly: "I want to forge an immortal sword."

Fu Zhu: "..."

Wu Sheng: "???"

Riji held the bird eggs and was eating them with concentration.

"You find materials for me, and I help you forge a fairy sword. Isn't this a bad deal?"

Fu Zhu was silent.

This deal sounds like a good deal, but listen to yourself, is it true? He just said that he can forge fairy swords. If fairy swords were so easy to forge, wouldn't it be the world of cultivation?

"Why are you doubting my sword-making skills with that look in your eyes?"

Shouldn't she be suspicious? An old sword seller with a messy body and scruffy hair asked her for 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones, saying that he wanted to forge an immortal sword.

Fu Zhu nodded sincerely and said: "I am indeed very suspicious."

"As a swordsmith, you should know better than me. There are only nine immortal swords in the world, and no swordsmith can cast an immortal sword."
Chapter completed!