A strip of green mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles, from west to east, towering majestically on the vast land. This is the Dongxuan Sect, a third-level sect on the Xuanwu Continent.
At the foot of Dongxuanzong's mountain, there is a magnificent city - Yunlong City!
Disciples of Dongxuan Sect who need to trade weapons, pills and other things will come to Yunlong City.
Yunlong City relied on Dongxuanzong and after thousands of years of development, it gradually developed into a big city with bustling traffic and people.
The weapons workshop is a place that specializes in making swords, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons. There was a handsome boy about ten years old. He touched a sword that had just been made and looked at it with obsessed eyes.
This sword seemed to be facing an extremely rare treasure, and he would rub the sword with his young hands from time to time. Suddenly a loud shout made him wake up from his obsession, "Little bastard, what are you looking at?
What's so good about this sword? Why don't you go and pour water for the guests?" The person who laughed and cursed was the weapon refiner Fang Gang.
The boy woke up and hurried to the waiter to pour water for the guests.
His name is Meng Bufan, he comes from an ordinary family, he is only ten years old this year, and he lives with his only sister Meng Cuiyun.
When he was five years old, his parents went to the mountains to pick herbs and were attacked and died by wild beasts. Unfortunately, not even their bodies were found, only a few broken pieces of their clothes with blood stains were found.
At that time, my sister was only eight years old. You can imagine how two such young children made a living! How did they survive? It was my eight-year-old sister who supported the family, washing clothes for others, and making female celebrities.
, and at the same time, with the kind-hearted support from the surrounding neighbors, the siblings have been able to survive the past few years with great difficulty.
It is true that the children of the poor will become rich early. Perhaps because of this, after several years of hard life, Meng Bufan developed a firm heart and a strong heart.
When other children were nine years old, they might have started practicing martial arts early, or hiding in their mother's arms and acting coquettishly. But Meng Bufan looked at his sister's hands that were pale and swollen from being soaked in water for a long time. He felt distressed and insisted on entering.
He works as an apprentice in a weapons workshop. In addition to feeling sorry for his sister, he also has a martial heart, especially swords.
It is a pity that as the saying goes, the rich in martial arts are poor in literature, and the two siblings can only barely feed themselves. Meng Bufan would not tell his sister that he wanted to practice martial arts, so as not to embarrass her sister.
With no martial arts skills, no master, and no elixirs, Meng Bufan has been practicing basic skills such as horse steps, leg presses, and strength at home since he was five or six years old. After all, Yunlong City is influenced by two major sects and is also a martial artist.
Everyone in the city knows these basic skills.
However, for those who have the conditions, they can practice basic skills for a year or two before starting to learn martial arts and improve themselves through elixirs. No one will practice these most boring basic skills for four years. Therefore, through this
After several years of practicing basic skills, Meng Bufan has a strong little body.
"Little bastard, come here, the master has a few words to tell you." Fang Gang, the master craftsman, looked at Meng Bufan with a smile. Fang Gang looked bold and bold, about forty years old, tall and tall, with a bold personality.
He had also just entered this weapon refining workshop, which was about the same time as Meng Bufan entered the weapon refining workshop. The two of them were really destined to get together as soon as they arrived. Unlike Meng Bufan, Fang Gang traveled to Yunlong from other places.
City, no one knows where he comes from.
The strange thing is that although there are three other weapon-making masters in the workshop, since Fang Gang came here, more people have come to him to make weapons than the other masters, and this phenomenon is getting more and more serious.
After Meng Bufan came to this weapons workshop, the weapon refiners and shopkeepers all liked and cared about him. Firstly, he was smart, and secondly, because he lost his parents at such a young age, but he had a heart for self-improvement and secretly cherished him.
He was somewhat impressed.
Fang Gang was particularly fond of this apprentice. He often made excuses to ask Meng Bufan to buy various things for him, but he would often give him several times the amount of money. However, he would find various reasons for Meng Bufan to accept the extra money.
Next. Reasons such as you, little brat, are not strong enough to help the master. You need to eat more meat. If you are strong, you can help the master work more.
After many rejections to no avail, Meng Bufan silently accepted his master's kindness, but secretly swore in his heart that he would repay his master well in the future.
"Bufan, Master is telling you," Fang Gang said in a rare solemn tone, "It is a good thing that you have feelings for the sword. Whether it is a sword or other weapons, you must be pious when you refine them in the future.
The heart of the weapon must be endowed with emotion, so that the refined weapon will have spirituality.
, and the combat effectiveness of weapons with spirituality will far exceed that of ordinary weapons. Although the weapons made by our weapons workshop are ordinary, facing the weapons of the basic disciples of the two major sects, we must not be careless with the weapons you have made.
Any weapon must be taken seriously and remember.”
Meng Bufan said respectfully: "I remember, master!"
Fang Gang immediately regained his bold face. "Little bastard, master knows that you really want to learn martial arts and has been practicing those basic skills. You don't have to worry. If you practice these basic skills well, you will have unexpected benefits in the future."
Fang Gang continued: "Master is now passing on to you a top-notch body-refining hammer. Well, this is a small hammer I made specially for you."
Fang Gang flipped his wrist, and a small black hammer appeared in his hand.
"This hammer weighs fifty kilograms, which is just right for you now. When you go home every day, follow my steps of tempering weapons, hammer it five thousand times a day, and at the same time, use my unique skill "Hammer Tempering Technique", which will make you
You can temper your body without taking elixirs, and at the same time you can improve your internal strength. In addition, don’t forget to practice the basic skills. Well, this is the secret book of "Hammer Tempering Technique". You can read it when you go home tonight."
While talking, a yellowed booklet was handed over to me.
Meng Bufan was stunned by this sudden happiness. He was so happy that he was overwhelmed.
He has always dreamed of being able to temper his body and start learning martial arts. Now that this real happiness is in front of him, Meng Bufan's heart is filled with joy.
Meng Bufan knelt on the ground with a pop: "Thank you, master. I will practice hard and not let the master down."
Fang Gang laughed heartily a few times, turned around and went back to refining his weapons.
After finishing work in the afternoon, Meng Bufan went home in an excited mood, still holding the small black hammer in his hand. In fact, as an apprentice, he could have room and board in the weapons workshop and wouldn't have to work so hard every day.
Back and forth. But Meng Bufan couldn't worry about his sister. A thirteen-year-old girl was at home alone, and Meng Bufan was worried.
Before reaching the door of the house, from a distance, I saw a pretty and graceful girl, waiting eagerly at the door.
It is my sister Meng Cuiyun. Although she is dressed simply in coarse clothes, no trace of the hardships in life can be seen on her face. She is a gentle girl with a delicate and generous appearance, and a sunny smile hangs on her face.
, waiting for his brother to come home.
Ever since Meng Bufan became an apprentice at the weapons workshop, my sister would wait for Meng Bufan's return at the door every day after work.
Meng Bufan's heart warmed up, and he couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts. In his heart, his sister was not only a sister, but also like a mother. The two siblings relied on each other and depended on each other for life. They had gotten through the most difficult years. From now on, regardless of themselves,
Whatever you do, you must do your best to give your sister a stable life.
My sister has been a beauty since she was a child. Since her parents passed away, people have been coming to the house one after another, wanting to adopt her as a child bride. Many of them are from better-off families. If she had gone, she would not have lived such a miserable life and would not have eaten.
There was no meal at all, but Meng Cuiyun firmly refused. Even if someone asked her to take her younger brother with her, she did not agree. When others asked her why, she said:
"My brother and I will never live a life of dependence on others, especially my brother. I believe he will be successful in the future."
Meng Bufan was not very sensible at the time and could not remember these things very well. He learned about it later when he heard his neighbors talking about it. Therefore, Meng Bufan admired his sister very much and was influenced by her sister. He has been very self-reliant since he was a child.
Seeing Meng Bufan approaching, her sister smiled tenderly, took his little hand, and walked into her yard. The yard was not big, but it was full of colorful clothes. Those were clothes that her sister washed for others. There was only one
There were no clothes hanging in the corner, which were left for Meng Bufan to practice martial arts.
My sister had already prepared the meal. Looking at the only vegetable on the table, she smiled apologetically and said:
"Xiaofan, you are growing taller and should eat more meat at this age. It is all because of your sister's incompetence that you can only eat vegetables all the time." He sounded like an adult, completely forgetting that he was also growing taller.
Meng Bufan smiled and said:
"Sister, why are you talking about this? It's just temporary hardship, and it will pass soon. Besides, the people in the weapon shop take good care of me in life, especially my master. Don't worry, I will work hard, so
The days will pass soon. But you must take good care of yourself and don’t let me worry."
Meng Cuiyun smiled happily and said, "Hurry up and eat, Zhao Hu will come to see you soon."
As soon as the two siblings finished eating, Zhao Hu rushed in with great enthusiasm, holding something wrapped in oilcloth in his hand.
Zhao Hu has been Meng Bufan's best friend since childhood, and the two families are not far apart. Zhao Hu is one year older than Meng Bufan. He is dark and strong and has a straightforward and cheerful personality.
His family owns a grocery store, so his family background is incomparable to Meng Bufan's. However, as best friends, Meng Bufan and the others did not distance themselves because of their different family backgrounds.
Whenever Zhao Hu has something good, he will never forget to share it with his good friend Meng Bufan. Since they are good friends, Meng Bufan has never been polite to Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu happily opened the oilcloth, revealing two golden chicken legs. They were fragrant and exuded an alluring smell.
"Sister Cuiyun, here you go!" Zhao Hu said as he handed the chicken leg to Meng Cuiyun. Meng Bufan had already unceremoniously picked up the other chicken leg and started eating it.
Meng Cuiyun smiled softly and said, "I'm full, you can eat."
Zhao Hu was a little unhappy, "Sister Cuiyun, why are you always so polite? My relationship with Bufan is like brothers, and I have always regarded you as my sister. Why are you always so polite to me? Besides, I'm here
Your family has already had enough to eat, so this is specially brought for you two."
Meng Cuiyun said solemnly: "Thank you, Xiaohu, I don't treat you as an outsider. I am really happy for Xiaofan to have you as a brother. I really don't like eating meat." Then he hesitated.
Embarrassed, he said, "Why don't you save the chicken legs and let Xiaofan eat them tomorrow? He practices martial arts every night and needs to replenish his body."
Over there, Meng Bufan was still biting the chicken leg, pretending to be very happy on the surface, and said vaguely: "Okay, let me eat it tomorrow night." But in his heart, he was heartbroken, and he forced himself to control his thoughts.
Tears to be shed.
This kind of thing has happened many times. The family occasionally buys meat, but my sister never takes a bite. The excuse is that she doesn't like meat and only likes vegetarian dishes. She leaves all the meat to Meng Bufan.
But in Meng Bufan's vague memories, when his parents were still alive, he had never heard of his sister not eating meat. Apparently, her sister just felt sorry for Meng Bufan's health and wanted him to eat better.
An ordinary nine-year-old child would not notice these little things. But Meng Bufan's precocious mind allowed him to surpass his peers early. How could he not know his sister's painstaking efforts? What can be done? The only way is to do it as soon as possible.
Grow up and tell your sister to stop worrying so much about yourself.