Volume 2 Hidden Dragon Has Awakened to Sleep, A Howl Moves Thousands of Mountains
I thought that after such a long time, the teacher should let it go, but I didn't expect that he has been thinking about this matter for so many years. If he can't let it go, then no matter how much he does, it may not be of any use.
"My child, Uncle Wei has tried his best, but your grandpa is too stubborn. In short, there is no fault in your birth, and the fault does not lie with you. However, the world is so unfair and treats you so seriously.
of malice.”
Wei Guo sighed in a rather uncomfortable manner. As an outsider, he shouldn't have gotten involved, but the child's mother was extremely kind to him.
Until this moment, he still remembered that past event fresh in his mind, looking back on it as if it happened yesterday.
Before she passed away, his miserable sister had repeatedly told him to take care of her ignorant child, and then she left his arms with endless reluctance and nostalgia.
After coming back to his senses from the memory, Wei Guo felt very uncomfortable. Even if he had great abilities, it would be difficult for him to handle such a family matter that was constantly cut and messed up.
He can fight bravely on the battlefield, but he is helpless in this matter.
Furthermore, this is a matter that belongs to the Hua family, and his teacher Hua Wanli has already expelled the child from the house. As his student, I can't do much, but when I think of my sister Hua Jingwen's death,
The previous instructions put him in a dilemma.
He had tried every means to help the child, but it was difficult to show off his talents under the supervision of Hua Wanli. On the surface, he was controlled by others, so that for the current plan, he could only help secretly.
However, what Weiguo didn't know was that as his teacher, Hua Wanli naturally saw the former's small actions, but it was just because of his feelings. No matter how angry he was, as long as he thought of his long-dead daughter,
He could only turn a blind eye.
But the trauma he suffered in his heart has never been restored to its original state, which is why he became so cold and heartless.
No one could understand how he felt when a man with white hair gave birth to a man with black hair, but the only daughter he and his wife had died...
Hua Wanli's eyes suddenly turned red. His face was gloomy, but he never dared to think about anything in his mind, because a heavy blow would make his life worse than death. Thinking about how high-spirited he was back then, how could he be like this?
He looks so old now, precisely because of the death of his daughter and the melancholy death of his wife, which made him grieved and turned gray overnight.
What was originally a beautiful family was destroyed because of the birth of this child. How can he let go? How can he untie this knot?
Who can understand his pain and sadness?
Until now, he was being merciful by not strangling that bastard. If the latter wanted to come back and recognize his ancestors, he wouldn't even think about it unless the sun came out in the west.
Moreover, his heart has already become riddled with holes, and there is no possibility of repairing it in the future.
The originally good atmosphere suddenly turned lifeless, and the two people present fell into a strange silence. However, when they looked at each other, they couldn't help but sigh.
It has been said since ancient times that state affairs are more important than family affairs, but if you cannot handle family affairs well, how can you talk about managing state affairs well?
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What happened in the City Lord's Mansion did not cause much disturbance. At the Hua's Forging Shop, after a lunch, Mo Yi had already met the forging master Liu Chengyin.
In the forging shop at the moment, the man in front of me is very attractive to be honest. Although he is already in his seventies, his skin is fair and shiny after unknown maintenance. Even if he has a childlike appearance, he looks very attractive.
Even though he was in his thirties, no one dared to question him. His gentle and refined aura showed that he was a gentle and gentle person.
Wearing a green robe, he looked like a poet from the bamboo forest, with his white hair pouring down like a waterfall, and his stern face. He looked like a banished immortal in the peach garden, and every move he made had an inexplicable charm.
Although his strength is only at the level of the Swordsman Qu Qu, the temperament he exudes is one that no one dares to underestimate.
Because Hua Yuchen had greeted him in advance, it was not abrupt for Mo Yi to meet Liu Chengyin. After a short and pleasant exchange between the two of them, Liu Chengyin understood what the scabbard Mo Yi wanted to make looked like.
Therefore, he thought for a while and then said: "Now that the materials are basically complete, you only need to give me three days to create the scabbard you want."
Hearing these words, Mo Yi nodded first, and then he seemed to remember something, and took out the pair of sharp horns that had originally chopped off the Minotaur from the sword ring, followed by two "touch" sounds,
A pair of large, shimmering sharp weapons fell to the ground out of thin air.
"Brother Wuji, what is this?"
Seeing this thing, Hua Yuchen couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at Mo Yi with some doubts, waiting for the latter's next words.
Liu Chengyin was just slightly startled. Then he hurried over and squatted down. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sharp horns. He was amazed, and then he asked Mo Yi.
: "This thing should be the sharp horn from the Minotaur, right?"
"Exactly!"
Mo Yi smiled, and then said directly: "Can I trouble Master Liu to help me make two masks? The reward is that all the remaining materials will belong to you."
"mask?"
Hearing this, Liu Chengyin was a little confused: "No way, are you just using this raw material to make Qu Qu's two masks?"
"good!"
Mo Yi said: "I only need to make two masks. I have my own magical uses. I think it should be okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Chengyin said with a faint smile: "Are you sure that all the remaining materials belong to the old man? The old man has taken a big advantage."
Although using horns to make a mask seemed to Liu Chengyin to be a waste of natural resources, it was what the customers wanted and he couldn't say anything.
What's more, making two masks is extremely simple and uses very few materials. Therefore, if the remaining materials belong to him, he will take a lot of advantage. After all, these materials are used to make some jewelry and sell them.
If he puts it up for auction, he can make a lot of money from it, and he won't lose money no matter what.
Mo Yi said somewhat solemnly: "I am a very honest person, and I don't like to tell lies. What's more, you and Grandpa Yun are old friends. It is not an exaggeration to say that these materials are a meeting gift given to you by this junior."
In response to this, Liu Chengyin couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He slowly recalled his old friends in his mind, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
Not only did he and Yun Canghai come from the same school, they also came from the same village when they were young. However, the relationship between the two was actually not very deep, just a slight friendship.
In his memory, Yun Canghai is different from him. The former has shown amazing talent in cultivation since he was a child. He possesses the "Hanyin Sword Body" among the top ten sword bodies. He can be regarded as a natural swordsman.
The path of cultivation has also been smooth. The two of them once apprenticed together at the Kongtong Sect. Because Yun Canghai excelled in every test, he was accepted as a direct disciple by the sect leader.
From then on, he was out of control. With his outstanding talent, he surpassed his master in just five years of training. At only 20 years old, he already had the strength of half a sword king level, which was far beyond the existence of his peers, and even more
He is an old monster who is envied by everyone.
At the biennial sect competition, Yun Canghai stole the show. He dominated the crowd with his sword and shocked the audience. Not only did he win the first place in the competition, but he was also defeated by the three major forces from the Central District.
The deputy head of the "Ba Jian Tang" took his fancy.
Since then, he has completely lost contact with Yun Canghai. It was not until five years ago that he was lucky enough to meet the latter. However, at that time, Yun Canghai seemed to be looking for someone, and he had no one in the lower district.
After staying for a long time, he left in a hurry.
He vaguely remembered the terrifying aura that Yun Canghai exuded at that time. It was just a trace, but it made him extremely frightened. At the same time, it made him feel as if he was facing a god and was at a loss.
He didn't know what level Yun Canghai had reached now. He only knew that he had been thrown away thousands of miles away. At the same time, the latter and he had long been in two different worlds in terms of cultivation and status.
Looking at Yun Canghai's life, he was so high-spirited, but looking at himself with a dull talent, he would never reach the heights of the former in his entire life. For now, he may only be able to look up to him endlessly.
As a sword cultivator, he knows very well how difficult it is to advance to a higher level. Without talent, opportunity, resources, etc., it would be nothing more than a dream to improve the level.
Feeling a moment of emotion in his heart, Liu Chengyin paused. He looked at Mo Yi and asked curiously: "I wonder how your Grandpa Yun is doing now?"
After saying this, Liu Chengyin couldn't help but laugh at himself. With Yun Canghai's current identity and status, why should he worry about it?
But Mo Yi didn't notice Liu Chengyin's expression and said softly: "Grandpa Yun, he is doing very well now!"
Liu Chengyin just said "Oh" slowly, and then he stopped talking, as if he was deep in thought.
"Uncle Liu?"
Seeing that Liu Chengyin was a little distracted, Hua Yuchen, who had been observing for a long time, couldn't help but ask him: "Are you okay?"
"No...it's okay!"
Liu Chengyin touched his nose and smiled awkwardly, then he looked at Mo Yi and said: "In three days, Lao Chan will have built everything you need. Then you can just come to Lao Chan to get it.
Already."
In response, Mo Yi simply described the mask he wanted to Liu Chengyin, and then said with a smile: "In that case, I'll trouble you, Master Liu!"