242【The ancestor of Immortal Sword Sect, the flower of life】
242 [The ancestor of the Immortal Sword Sect, the flower of life]
Qingshui looked at Hu You seriously and awkwardly, and she was already good at practicing at the beginning. Besides, she was still a person who had no practice. Fortunately, Hu You was burly and strong. Although the blacksmith himself was not a warrior, he was at least better than ordinary people.
Much stronger.
"Take effort and leave three points! Don't hit a stern boxing!"
Qingshui said as he made a tiger tear, his arms bent slightly, and Qingshui beat the tiger three times intact, telling the key points as he beat.
Finally, Qingshui looked at Hu You with satisfaction and could look like a tiger-shaped figure. He first cultivated his shape and then cultivated his spirit.
When he returned to the blacksmith shop and opened the door, Qingshui began to build and forge every day, silently doing his own things, and everything was to improve his strength.
Qingshui didn't know that he, the arrogant, powerful and magical blacksmith, was slowly spreading nearby in the area of Nancheng, especially the people who killed the Immortal Sword Sect, were even more rumored.
Qingshui didn't have much time to open the door and found that many people came to their own small blacksmith shop. Many people stared at Qingshui. Qingshui was not afraid of looking at it. How good the people were. Even if many people were not buying things, they could sell things. After all,
The big sign at the door is still particularly conspicuous.
"Mr. Blacksmith, see how much do you pay for me?" A young man asked Qingshui with a pitch-black stone.
Qingshui didn't know what metals they were, and wouldn't know their names, because Qingshui discovered that the holy hand that healed and saved people had another effect.
You can feel the internal structure of any object and the "spiritual power" contained in it. The higher the "spiritual power", the higher the value of this object. When you feel the value of something, you are more powerful than the divine power of the sky.
Better use.
Qingshui smiled and reached out to touch the black metal. Unfortunately, it was not a precious metal. It was much better than ordinary mortal iron, but it was still more than one level worse than the hundred-refined iron in his purple jade fairyland.
"One hundred taels of silver!" Qingshui looked at the young man and said a price. Qingshui felt that it was almost the same.
The young man was stunned and then said, "Okay, this is black iron, and the price is fair."
Qingshui looked at the dark thing, and the name Black Iron was worthy of it. He reached out to take the black Iron rough stone and handed the young man a hundred taels of silver notes.
Everyone saw that the purchase price of Qingshui was very expensive, because the black iron raw stone in other blacksmith shops was worth at most 80 taels of silver.
"Do you really take anything?" A voice came into Qingshui's hands.
Qingshui saw that he was a refined man, in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, no beard, and a smile showed his white teeth all over his mouth, which made people feel particularly comfortable.
"Well, just like the one on that brand said, don't be afraid that I can't afford to pay. I will exchange for extremely expensive things with equivalents. Don't worry, you will never suffer any losses." Qingshui felt aroused, and he smiled and seriously.
Said.
The refined man looked at Qingshui for a while before nodding seriously, but said, "It's a pity that I don't have it. If I have it, I will ask you to change it."
"Well, I thought there was something good, it turned out to be empty talk!"
"If you don't have one, don't say it!"
Qingshui smiled and put the black iron raw stone and continued to hammer the iron raw stone just now. Qingshui didn't expect that the weapon made by Hu You was selling only a handful of defective products. Qingshui looked at the blacksmith in amazement.
The shop only has its own iron-toothed sword and a acquisition brand.
This blacksmith shop has become a purchase shop, but there will still be many people coming to experience the Iron-toothed Sword. Qingshui refused to buy those who have to bargain.
Inside the Immortal Sword Sect!
"Sect Master, are we going to let this boy be arrogant? The people who humiliated my Immortal Sword Sect in the street have killed our Immortal Sword Sect disciples in the street." An old man named Qingyun, a white-bearded, blushed face towards a middle-aged man who looked like he was looking like he was a middle-aged man.
The person who looks like said.
The middle-aged man stood up from the purple magistrate chair. As his slender body stood up, a majestic aura dissipated, and the sharp aura was like a steel needle, drilling in!
His purple star and moon robe sets off his noble character, bright eyes and a little vicissitudes, which is worthy of his nose and his arrogant lip line. It makes people feel that this man is very strange and particularly masculine.
The man called the sect leader stood up and walked two steps to look at the old man Qingyun: "Elder Eagle, I know it's very uncomfortable for your grandson to have such a thing. That boy is not afraid of it, but behind him is Canghai, Canghai
,Do you know?"
The tone was helpless and unwilling. As the leader of the sect, I was a veritable palmist in Nancheng. I was the top place in Nancheng. But now the stinky boy outside made the Immortal Sword Sect repeatedly.
All face was lost, and two elders were also lost.
Losing the elders is a trivial matter. Anyway, the sect does not lack these useless elders, but they are involved in Canghai. The ancestors have repeatedly told themselves that the man from Canghai family cannot be messed with, and they are absolutely not.
Can move.
"Canghai? Is it the man who abandoned Elder Feng and Elder Hu last time?" Old Man Qingyun asked with his head down halfway.
"Yes, he is the one that my ancestors said that he must not provoke. The last time Elder Feng was not only deposed, but he is no longer the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect. His grandson who was looking for trouble had been sent to the ground.
"!" said the middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life.
Elder Eagle couldn't help but tremble when he heard the "Dihe Island", and then said weakly: "Are we just let this kid be arrogant? Now outside has started to say bad things about our Immortal Sword Sect, and rumors are flying everywhere."
"We don't need to care about other people's mouths, but it's time for the people in the sect to take care of them. I know a little about what they do outside. There's still that guy who can't jump for a few days. If anyone of you dares to be automatically
Go to him and you will be responsible for the consequences." After saying that, the middle-aged man left this magnificent hall.
The old man, Eagle, could not help but hear the middle-aged man's last words, and his heartbeat quickly accelerated. The majestic breath made him palpitations.
The middle-aged man, the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect, walked out of the luxurious hall, stood on the top of the high stairs, and looked at the long steps leading to the ground below. The body that was not burly enough but exuded a sharp breath was as tall as a cliff.
A green pine tree on it.
Looking up at the blue sky, sighed slightly, and walked towards the sect behind. Each step was lifted. When it was about to land, the other foot was quickly raised. He walked on the ground several times in a row.
After taking a few steps, he walked out at a very slow speed. It felt very strange, as if it was slow, it was really fast!
I soon arrived at the gate of the sect. The location of the sect is only slightly shorter than the Immortal Sword Sect Hall. Everything here, including the houses and halls, is black and gray, except for solemnity and dullness!
As soon as the middle-aged man stepped into this solemn hall, he realized that it was not as small as you saw outside, and it was very spacious inside, because once he entered the sect, he saw a low staircase.
The man walked slowly along the black stone steps, and the clear footsteps were so loud!
It didn't take long to reach the ground, and it wasn't too deep. The smooth black stone ground stepped on it, and the sound was very clear and distant! This is also the sacrificial hall of the Immortal Sword Sect, which contains portraits and sculptures of the ancestors of the Immortal Sword Sect from all dynasties.
"Old ancestor!"
The middle-aged man shouted softly!
Then there was a silence, and the middle-aged man stood there respectfully. A cup of tea passed and a man walked slowly over.
It was an old man with white hair and white hair, holding a golden crutch in his hand. He walked slowly but symmetrically, silently, with a snow-white dress and snow-white hair and white hair and white hair and white hair and white hair and white look quite tall.
The appearance of a person.
"Old Ancestor!" The middle-aged man crawled at the old man's feet.
"Crazy, what's wrong?" The old man's turbid eyes were half-closed, making it impossible to see his eyes at all. His slender eyebrows were soft and lowered. If it weren't for those uncomfortable eyes, the old man would have been able to see them.
It looks similar to Baili Jingwei, like an immortal, but unfortunately, people will feel palpitations when they see those eyes.
His voice was very kind!
"Old ancestor, idiot, has ruined the reputation of the Immortal Sword Sect but has no choice but to ask for punishment from the ancestor."
"Get up, get up and say!" The old man raised his hand slightly and pulled the middle-aged man up.
The middle-aged man told the story in a casual manner, but he did not dare to deceive him. He told the truth, but just made Qingshui a little more hateful. After all, mainland people help their relatives but not their courtesy.
"Whether the person involved in these matters is an elder or an ordinary disciple, the disciple of the elder Feng and that, etc., throw them into Dihe Island." The old man said calmly.
The middle-aged man replied respectfully: "Some people who listen to our ancestors!"
"Canghai, Canghai, I have tolerated you for thirty years. Although you are from the Heavenly Palace, don't you know that it's beyond your reach, let alone you,,,,?"
"Chi'er, go back, I'll handle this."
The middle-aged man said goodbye and left the underground palace. The old man stood there for a while, his figure flashed, and the speed was already outrageous.
Qingshui beat two Iron-toothed swords in one afternoon. This time the additional attributes are similar to those of the bronze sword, especially one of them is even better, with strength plus thirty and endurance plus twenty!
The other iron-toothed sword is exactly the same as the bronze sword. Qingshui is still very satisfied at the moment. After all, whether there are special stunts or not is unknown, but this additional attribute is already very different. If the additional attribute is added to thousands
Tens of thousands, especially the speed, Qingshui couldn't help but stare in a daze when he thought about it, but he really didn't know how much Qingshui could be added.
At night, Qingshui was stunned when he entered the Purple Jade Fairyland. Qingshui felt a little different. Look at the same around him, but why did he feel that the Purple Jade Fairyland was a little different from the past? Feel it carefully.
The vitality in the Purple Jade Fairyland is obviously much stronger, and the feeling is particularly obvious. Even the pieces of medicinal herbs seem to become more vibrant.
Suddenly, Qingshui saw a "small tree" not far from the pool, which was more than one meter tall in the thickness of a thumb. It was a small tree, but a bright red flower with the size of a bowl at the top, and the big one on the roots of the nameless tree.
The flowers are about the same size, but this blood-like flower exudes strong vitality.
Qingshui hurried to the stone tablet. Qingshui now knew that as long as something fresh appeared, the stone tablet would be explained. When Qingshui stood there, he could see four dazzling red words in the black words at a glance.