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Volume 1: A Sword Comes from the West Chapter 2: The Swordsmith Doesn't Forge Sword

Qingyang County is a remote place in the northwest of the Zhou Dynasty. There are few people in it. After the demon trouble occurred two years ago, almost all those who could escape ran away, making this small town even more desolate and lonely, like an abandoned town.

orphan.

However, in the past two days, many people have come to Qingyang County, all kinds of people, including great monks in monk's robes and sandals, old Taoists with immortal demeanor, wealthy men with impressive wealth, charlatans in blue shirts with swords, and people who are not stained by fine dust.

Pretty lady...

So many people poured into Qingyang County at once, which made the originally deserted Qingyang County glow with vitality. No matter how you look at it, it feels like a comeback.

And the purpose of these people coming here is exactly the same - to find a young man named Li Xiuping.

In just a few days, an unknown little blacksmith became a hotshot. It's a pity that this guy is not in Qingyang County now, and people from all walks of life don't know where to look, so they can only wait in Qingyang County.

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Night Travel Division.

The candlelight flickered, making the objects in the room seem to come alive, and the shadows danced in various shapes on the floor.

A woman in red kept walking back and forth, looking anxious and worried.

A burly figure suddenly broke in, and the "lively" room fell silent instantly, and even the woman stopped.

"How is the situation?" The woman in red spoke first.

The burly man took a breath and said: "We are not optimistic. If the rain does not stop tomorrow, the water from the Baiyang River will spread to the west city wall, and once the rune restrictions on the city wall are damaged..."

He didn't say any more, because it turned out that the master in charge knew better than him and there was no need for him to talk nonsense.

The woman in red asked: "How many days has Li Xiuping been away?"

The burly man was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and then replied: "Today is the sixth day."

The woman in red nodded, "It's almost time to come back."

The burly man frowned, not quite understanding what the master in charge meant, but he didn't ask.

The woman in red then asked: "What practitioners are coming to Qingyang County now?"

"So far, there are more than twenty people, large and small, in total, and the Chen family has just arrived." The burly man suddenly understood what the man in charge was thinking.

Once the restriction of the city wall is damaged, those demonic beasts will flood into Qingyang County in large numbers without any hindrance. At that time, Ye Xingsi alone will definitely not be able to resist them. Now that there are so many immortal families gathered in Qingyang County, if the demonic beasts enter Qingyang County.

Yang County, these people will definitely not sit idly by.

Of course, the premise is that these people are still in Qingyang County when the monsters enter the city; and there is only one person who can retain these immortal sect bosses, and that is Li Xiuping, a disciple of the great master swordsmith Mr. Ou Ye.

The woman in red said: "After Li Xiuping comes back, let him come over to see me first."

The burly man retreated in response.

The woman in red looked at the heavy rain outside, which seemed more and more fierce in the night, like a wild beast.

After a while, a young man dressed in black walked out of the rain, carrying a palm woven hat on his head, a piece of black cloth wrapped around his waist, a hatchet on his shoulder, and three animal horns hanging on his head.

The young man took off his bamboo hat, walked into the house, and grinned, showing two rows of white teeth.

"Are you injured?" Before the boy could speak, the woman in red asked first, her eyes full of concern.

The young man glanced at his abdomen and said with a smile: "I just met the three-headed Foundation-Building Stage Goulian on the road, and I accidentally scratched him. It's a skin injury, but it's not a problem."

The woman in red took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to the boy, cursing: "I don't know how much I weigh? I even dare to offend the foundation-building monster."

The young man scratched his head and chuckled, "I won't do it next time."

After seeing the young man taking the elixir, the woman in red said: "Sister, I know that you are definitely not a thing in the pond, and you will leave a small place like Qingyang County sooner or later. So..."

She didn't say anything further, but looked at the boy, as if she wanted to see something on his face.

The young man suppressed his smile, swept away his previous stupidity, and gained a calmness and wisdom that belied his age. He said, "Sister Gao is also doing it for the people of Qingyang County. I can understand."

The woman in red was stunned and asked: "You know everything?"

The young man nodded and said: "I guessed a little when I came back, but I'm just not sure. Now that Sister Gao has said this, I'm almost inseparable."

Having said this, the young man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The sudden appearance of so many practitioners in Qingyang County is definitely not for the evil plague. After all, the evil plague has been breaking out for two years, and no practitioners have been seen. So, then

It can only be that they are here for me, the disciple of the great master of sword making. As for why these sects know my whereabouts, it is obviously that Sister Gao did it deliberately. The purpose is to use these immortal sects to solve Qingyang.

County’s crisis this time.”

The woman in red smiled bitterly and said: "If there is any other way, I will not take this step."

The young man smiled again and said: "I didn't expect that with my status, I could achieve such an effect, but..."

He looked up at the woman in red and continued: "Sister Gao also knows that my master made a rule before his death not to let me make swords. A swordsmith who doesn't make swords is of little value to them, let alone

Don’t ask them to help protect Qingyang County.”

The woman in red smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, as long as they are still in Qingyang County when the monsters enter the city. So I hope you can find a way to hold them back for just one day."

The young man nodded and said: "I understand. In fact, as long as I don't show up tonight, these people will not leave. If the rain doesn't stop tomorrow morning, the monsters will definitely enter the city. Even if they don't want to take action, they will be forced to take action.

, after all, in the eyes of monsters, the temptation of cultivators is much greater than that of ordinary people."

The woman in red nodded.

The young man shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "The dignified immortals on the mountain were actually treated like this by Sister Gao. If they knew the truth, I really don't know how they would feel?"

The woman in red did not feel happy because she had successfully plotted against those big shots. Instead, she sighed and said quietly: "I hope this rain won't rain until tomorrow morning."

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "In that case, all the troubles will become my own troubles."

The woman in red said: "So whatever compensation you need, as long as my sister can do it, I will satisfy you as much as possible."

The young man shook his head and said, "I just want a bed now to have a good sleep."

The woman in red was stunned and said with a charming smile: "Is this your request? Have you ever thought about asking your sister to warm your bed or something?"

The young man's face turned red, "I'm still young."

The woman in red smiled sweetly, and her heavy mood instantly dissipated a lot.



The next day.

The heavy rain that lasted for seven or eight days finally stopped.

On the branches outside the window, birds sing cheerfully, as if celebrating the end of the storm; in the distance, on the empty mountains after the new rain, clouds of milky white morning mist rise and fall, as if covering the green mountains with a layer of white gauze.

Blowing in the wind.

On the bank of a stream not far from the south of Qingyang County, a dilapidated blacksmith shop looks like an old man who has finally survived the harsh winter, glowing with twilight vitality in the morning light.

The door of the blacksmith shop is closed and locked from the outside; on the door frame, there is a couplet engraved with silver hooks and iron paintings: "Weapons and blades are not forged; scrap copper and iron can be forged."

There are usually no people here, not even a bird, but now it is full of people, and the number is still increasing. It's just that there is some distance between them.

In the front position, there were two women standing, one big and one small, talking in low voices at the moment.

"If it is really him we met, then he should have returned last night. There is no reason why this door is still locked." The girl looked at the copper lock on the door and whispered.

The woman nodded and said: "Although that young man is not in the stage of Qi training, he can kill three foundation-building monsters after all. He is extraordinary. He does not look like a person with no spiritual roots. He should not be Li Xiuping."

The girl glanced around and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that even Jiuyuan Mountain and Xuanqingmen came, and the elder came in person. I'm afraid our trip will be in vain."

The woman also looked at the two groups of people not far away on the right and said: "After all, he is Mr. Ouye's disciple, a future sword-making master. I don't know how much expenses can be saved by placing such a person in the sect. Who wouldn't want it?"

?I heard that before we entered Qingyang County, many sects fought over this, and many died."

The girl curled her lips and said: "Grandpa is indeed right. Each of these old guys looks extraordinary, but in fact they are all guys who are unscrupulous. They started fighting before anyone saw them. If they can really recruit

That’s all, if this is rejected or robbed by someone else, it won’t make people laugh.”

The woman refused to comment on this. There were many powerful people in the Golden Core stage around here, and even Nascent Soul level old monsters. If these guys were offended, let alone a Foundation Establishment stage monk, even if the old man was here.

, and it is difficult to save their lives.

The girl was also aware of this problem, so she stopped talking and looked at the blacksmith shop in front of her, waiting quietly.

Although these people all came for Li Xiuping, not many of them really knew Li Xiuping, so when Li Xiuping appeared, no one recognized him.

The young man walked through the crowd and walked straight to the blacksmith shop. His young face was full of helplessness at the moment. He didn't know how to solve the trouble in front of him, but he had to face it.

If the rain had not stopped, the monsters should have entered the city by now. These old gods and immortals were probably busy dealing with the monsters and would not be waiting for him here early in the morning. But the rain stopped at midnight, leaving what was supposed to be a lot of people

His troubles became his own troubles.

The young man soon saw the two women standing in front, and his brows could not help but frown slightly. It happened that these two people also saw him and recognized him.

"Is that you?" the girl spoke first.

Li Xiuping, who had a hatchet on his waist, nodded and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the girl to still remember me."

The girl smiled and said: "How can I forget the great favor of saving my life? By the way, do you know Li Xiuping?"

The young man nodded and said, "We know each other. So I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

The girl frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

The young man pointed to the couplet on the door frame and said, "Li Xiuping doesn't make swords."

The girl looked at the couplet, but didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Rules are dead, no matter how big the rules are, as long as the price is enough, they can be changed."

The young man shook his head and said, "He won't change."

The girl frowned and said, "How do you know?"

"Because I am Li Xiuping." The young man said, took out a key and walked up the three steps in front of the blacksmith shop.


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