A green mountain that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, from west to east, stands majestic on the vast land. (E-book download) This is Dongxuan Sect, a third-grade sect on the Xuanwu Continent.
At the foot of Dongxuan Sect, there is a magnificent city - Yunlong City!
The disciples of Dongxuan Sect need to trade weapons, elixirs and other things, and they will go to Yunlong City.
Relying on Dongxuan Sect, Yunlong City has gradually developed into a big city full of traffic and crowds after thousands of years of development.
The Weaponshop is a place specializing in the creation of various weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. There is a handsome boy about ten years old. He touched a sword that had just been built for a while and looked at the sword with obsessive eyes, as if facing an extremely rare treasure. He also rubbed the sword with his tender little hands from time to time. Suddenly, a loud shout made him wake up from his obsession state. "Little bastard, what's the look of this sword? Why don't you just pour water for the guests obsessed?" The person who laughed at the weapon refiner Fang Gang.
The boy woke up and rushed to the tea room to pour water for the guests.
His name is Meng Bufan. He was born in an ordinary family. He is only ten years old this year. He lives with his only sister Meng Cuiyun.
When he was five years old, his parents were attacked by wild animals when they went to the mountain to pick herbs. Unfortunately, even the corpse was not found, and only a few broken pieces of blood-stained clothes on their bodies were found.
At that time, my sister was only eight years old. It is conceivable how the two young children lived with! How did they survive? It was the eight-year-old sister who supported the family, washed clothes for others, made some female fans, and the kind help from the neighbors around her that the siblings survived the years.
The poor children have long been in the family, and this is true. Perhaps because of this, after several years of hard life, Meng Bufan has a firm heart and a strong heart.
When other children were nine years old, they might have started practicing martial arts early, or hid in their mother's arms and acted coquettishly. Meng Bufan felt distressed when he looked at his sister's pale and swollen hands because he had been soaked in water for a long time, and insisted on going to the weapon shop to be an apprentice. In addition to feeling sorry for his sister, he also had a martial spirit, especially liked swords.
Unfortunately, as the saying goes, "Wuwen is poor, rich and powerful," while the siblings can only barely feed and fed. Meng Bufan would not say to his sister that he wanted to practice martial arts, so as not to make things difficult for his sister.
Without martial arts, no masters, and no elixirs, Meng Bufan has been practicing horse stance, legs, and strength at home since he was five or six years old. After all, Yunlong City is influenced by the two major sects and is also a martial city. Everyone knows these basic skills.
However, for those with the conditions, after practicing basic skills for one or two years, they will start to learn martial arts and improve themselves through elixirs. No one will practice these most boring basic skills for four years. Therefore, through the basic skills practice in recent years, Meng Bufan has a strong little body.
"Little bastard, come here, master has a few words to tell you." The weapon refining master Fang Gang looked at Meng Bufan with a smile. Fang Gang looked quite bold, about forty years old, burly, and heroic.
He had just entered this weapon refining yard, which was about the same time as Meng Bufan. The two of them had a fate, and they got together as soon as they came. Unlike Meng Bufan, Fang Gang traveled from other places to Yunlong City, and no one knew where he came from.
Strangely, although there are three other weapon refiners in the workshop, since Fang Gang came here, there have been more people looking for him to make weapons than other masters, and this phenomenon is becoming increasingly serious.
After Meng Bufan came to this weapon shop, the weapon refining masters and shopkeepers in it all loved and cared for him. One reason was that he was smart, and the other reason was that he had lost his parents so young, but he had a self-improvement heart, and secretly admired him a little.
Fang Gang is particularly fond of this apprentice. He often makes excuses to ask Meng Bufan to buy various things for him, but often gives several times the amount of money. The extra part can be found to make various reasons that Meng Bufan has to accept. Reasons such as your little bastard is not strong enough to help the master, you should eat more meat, and if you have a strong body, you can help the master work more.
After many refusals were invalid, Meng Bufan silently accepted the master's kindness, but secretly swore in his heart that he would repay the master well in the future.
"Unorable, the master told you." Fang Gang rarely said in a solemn tone, "It is a good thing that you have feelings for swords. Whether it is a sword or other weapons, you must be pious when refining weapons in the future and give them feelings. Only in this way can the refined weapons have spirituality, and the combat power of the weapons with spirituality will be far greater than that of ordinary weapons. Although our weapons workshop is made in ordinary ways, facing the weapons of the basic disciples of the two major sects, it is not careless. You must take any weapon you create seriously and remember it."
Meng Bufan said respectfully: "I remember, Master!"
Fang Gang immediately regained his bold face. "Little bastard, the master knows that you want to learn martial arts very much and have 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 later stage."
Fang Gang continued: "The master now passes you on a set of top body refining**. Well, this is a small hammer I specially created for you."
Fang Gang turned his wrist and a small black hammer appeared in his hand.
"This hammer weighs fifty kilograms. You are just using it now. When you come home every day, you will hammer five thousand times a day according to my weapon tempering action. At the same time, you will use my unique skill "Haw Quenching Art", which will make you able to temper your body without taking pills, and at the same time improve your internal strength and improve your basic skills. In addition, don't forget to practice the basic skills. Well, this is the secret book of "Haw Quenching Art". Go home to watch it at night."
While speaking, I handed over a yellowed booklet.
Meng Bufan was so confused by this sudden happiness that he was so happy that he was at a loss.
I have always dreamed of being able to temper my body and start learning martial arts. Now that this real happiness is in front of me, Meng Bufan's heart is filled with joy.
Meng Bufan knelt on the ground with a "thump" and said, "Thank you, master, I will practice well and not let the master down."
Fang Gang laughed heartily for a few more times, turned around and went to refine his weapons.
After finishing work in the afternoon, Meng Bufan went home with excitement, holding the black hammer in his hand. In fact, as an apprentice, he could have eaten and lived in the weapon shop, and he didn't have to work so hard to go back and forth every day. But Meng Bufan couldn't worry about his sister, a thirteen-year-old girl was alone at home, and Meng Bufan was worried.
Before I could reach the door of my house, I saw a pretty graceful girl from afar, looking forward to it.
It was her sister Meng Cuiyun. Although she was wearing simple clothes and was just a coarse cloth, there was no trace of the hardships of life on her face. She was a gentle girl, with a handsome and generous appearance, and a sunny smile hung on her face, waiting for her brother to go home.
Since Meng Bufan went to the Weaponshop as an apprentice, his sister waited at the door for Meng Bufan to return at the time of work every day.
Meng Bufan felt a heat in his heart and couldn't help but think a lot. In his heart, his sister was not only an older sister, but also a mother. The two brothers depended on each other and depended on each other for their lives, and had already survived the most difficult years. In the future, no matter what they did, they would do their best and give their sister a stable life.
My sister has been a beauty since she was a child. Since her parents passed away, people have come to her home one after another and want to adopt her as a child bride. There are many families from better families. If she went there, she would not have lived such a hard life and would not have had the last meal or no meal. However, Meng Cuiyun refused them firmly. Even if others asked him to take his younger brother with her, she did not agree. When others asked her the reason, she said:
"We siblings will not live a life of relying on others, especially my younger brother. We cannot live a life of relying on others. I believe he will definitely have a future."
Meng Bufan was not very sensible at the time and didn’t remember these things very much. Later, I heard the neighbors around him talk about this and found out. Therefore, Meng Bufan admired his sister very much, and was influenced by her sister, and she has been very self-reliant since she was a child.
Seeing Meng Bufan walking up to him, his sister smiled gently, took his little hand, and walked into her own yard. The yard was not big, but it was full of colorful clothes. They were washed by my sister for others. There was only one corner where there was no clothes hanging, which was left for Meng Bufan to practice martial arts.
My sister had already prepared the meal and looked at the only vegetable on the table. My sister smiled apologetically and said:
"Xiaofan, you are growing up and you should eat more meat at the age of age. It's all because your sister is incompetent and can only eat some vegetables often." It was like an adult's tone, completely forgot that he was also at the age of age of being growing up.
Meng Bufan smiled and said:
"Sister, why do you say this? It's just a temporary hardship and will pass soon. Besides, the people in the Weapons take good care of me in life, especially my master. Don't worry, I will work hard. Such days will pass soon. But you must take good care of yourself and don't worry me."
Meng Cuiyun smiled with relief and said, "Let's have dinner, Zhao Hu will come to find you later."
As soon as the siblings and brothers had a meal, Zhao Hu rushed in quickly and immediately, holding something wrapped in oil cloth in his hand.
Zhao Hu is Meng Bufan's best partner since childhood, and the two families are not far apart. Zhao Hu is one year older than Meng Bufan, and is dark and strong. He has a straightforward and cheerful personality.
He opened a grocery store at home, so his family's background was incomparable to Meng Bufan. However, as best friends, Meng Bufan and others were not alienated because of the differences in family background.
Zhao Hu will never forget to share it with his good friend Meng Bufan once he has good things. Since he is a good friend, Meng Bufan has never been polite to Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu happily opened the oil cloth, which was two golden chicken legs. It was fragrant and exuded an attractive smell.
"Sister Cuiyun, I'll give it to you!" Zhao Hu said as he handed the chicken leg to Meng Cuiyun. Meng Bufan had already picked up another chicken leg without hesitation and started eating it.
Meng Cuiyun smiled gently, "I'm full, you eat it."
Zhao Hu was a little unhappy, "Sister Cuiyun, why are you always so polite? I have a relationship with Bufan and I am like a brother. I have always treated you as my sister. Why are you always so polite to me? Besides, before I came to your house, I had already eaten full. This is specially for you both."
Meng Cuiyun said solemnly: "Thank you, Xiaohu, I didn't treat you as an outsider either. I am really happy for Xiaofan to have you as a brother. I really don't like eating meat." Then he hesitated for a moment and said embarrassedly, "Or, keep the chicken legs and let Xiaofan eat them tomorrow. He practices martial arts every night now and needs to nourish his body."
Meng Bufan was still biting the chicken legs in big mouthfuls, and on the surface he seemed very happy, and said vaguely: "Okay, let me eat it tomorrow night." But his heart was like a knife in his heart, and he forcibly controlled the tears he wanted to shed.
This has happened many times. My family occasionally bought meat, but my sister never took a bite. The excuse was that she didn't like meat and only liked vegetarian dishes. She left all the meat to Meng Bufan.
But in Meng Bufan's vague memory, when his parents were alive, he never heard that his sister had the habit of not eating meat. Obviously, her sister just felt sorry for Meng Bufan's body and wanted him to eat better.
If he is an ordinary nine-year-old child, he would not notice these trivial things. But Meng Bufan was precocious and allowed him to surpass his peers early. How could he not know his sister's painstaking efforts? What can he do? The only way to grow up as soon as possible so that his sister will not worry about himself.