Chen Chao was speechless. Isn't this just nonsense?
Mrs. Yang said calmly: "I know what you think, but how old is Jianqi Mountain? How many swordsmiths were produced? How many swords were made by each swordsmith during his lifetime? How many swords were given out? These things are unclear.
Yes, I have to look up the information for a long time to find out how much this Manshan Sword is. Even so, I don’t know if there are any omissions, so what can I do with that matter?"
Chen Chao was silent.
After the two of them watched the scene of taking swords, Mrs. Yang concluded with emotion: "Every time I see a swordsman carrying a sword down the mountain, many of them are actually reluctant to part with it. Swordsmiths make swords by themselves, especially when they make one. I feel very proud of it."
Feijian is like raising a little girl, hoping that one day she will find a suitable husband, but at the same time, she is afraid that she will leave and never see her again. If you have a daughter, you can hear this tangled mentality.
Understand."
Chen Chao responded with a smile.
After that, the two of them walked through many places in Jianqi Mountain. Chen Chao remained patient and carried the green bamboo on his shoulders. Mrs. Yang in front of him did not mention whether she would agree to Chen Chao to recast the broken sword. Chen Chao did not ask for the time being and let Yang
Madam takes her for a stroll. Anyway, whether this deal succeeds or not, it will not lead to a final quarrel. After all, Jianqi Mountain is still different from many sects outside Fang.
, for monks in the world, they are all on the line, and they will never be too hostile to any party, nor too close to any one party.
After half a day, the two of them returned to the pavilion deep in the bamboo forest on the mountainside. Mrs. Xu looked up at the countless green bamboos in front of her and said nothing.
Chen Chao just carried the green bamboos and relived the sounds of those green bamboos. It must be said that he was a little obsessed with those sounds for a while, just like a jar of old wine. At first he didn't feel anything, but then he felt more and more interesting.
"You are good at nourishing qi, but that old guy Xiao Hezheng is not as good as you."
In the end, it was Mrs. Yang who couldn't hold back and spoke first, but as soon as she opened her mouth, he knew that he had probably lost the initiative.
Chen Chao said with a smile: "When you go out, especially when asking for help, of course you should talk as little as possible, so that you won't be annoying."
Mrs. Yang sighed: "You have to know, this matter is very troublesome."
Chen Chao said in surprise: "If the mountain master also finds it troublesome, who else in the world dares to say that it is not troublesome?"
Mrs. Yang shook her head and said with a smile: "Don't put a high hat on me. I have a good relationship with Xiao Hezheng. In fact, it's not impossible to help you. Although Jianqi Mountain only forges flying swords, you use knives, but I know
Helping you as a private person is worthy of Xiao Hezheng's life-saving grace."
How important are these four words: life-saving grace?
Only then did Chen Chao suddenly understand what kind of kindness the general felt when he agreed to help him. For a time, Chen Chao respected the general a little more. This senior warrior really didn't have any
Chen Chao said with emotion: "This junior actually doesn't know about this matter yet."
Mrs. Yang shook her head calmly and said: "He won't tell you, or even mention it in the letter. He just has that temper. After living for so many years, he has never come to me to do anything. I originally thought that this would be the case in this life. Let me
I had to go underground to owe him a favor, but I didn’t expect that he finally spoke, so I can relax, but this matter is really troublesome, and for a while I didn’t know whether it was good or bad for him to speak.”
At this moment, Chen Chao finally said a few words from his heart, "It's not that I'm unhappy that I have to go to Jianqi Mountain to find the mountain master. It's actually that my sword is unusual. I'm afraid there are only swordsmiths from Jianqi Mountain in the world."
I have this ability, so I have to come. If there is any other way, why bother to embarrass the mountain master?"
Mrs. Yang nodded and said with a smile: "This is true. No matter whether it is a sword or an axe, a hook and a fork, as long as I want to cast it at Jianqi Mountain, it will definitely be of the highest quality in the world, but I can only cast flying swords."
Chen Chao solemnly said: "So I ask the mountain master for help. I will remember the kindness of Jianqi Mountain for the rest of my life."
"Take the knife out of its sheath and show it to me."
Mrs. Yang looked at Chen Chao. Chen Chao patted the scabbard without hesitation. The scabbard was broken and the knife was unsheathed and fell in front of Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang stretched out her hand and flicked the knife to the blade. As expected, the blade slightly moved.
Trembling, Mrs. Xu stretched out her finger and wiped it on the blade of the broken knife. A thin drop of blood soon appeared on his finger.
Mrs. Yang sighed and said: "Sure enough, what I thought was the same. This sword of yours is not inferior to the century-old sword of Jianqi Mountain. If it is an ordinary broken sword, I still have my craftsmanship and can repair it if I want. It won't be so troublesome."
Yes, but your knife is unusual, and I can’t do anything about it, so that’s why it’s troublesome.”
Chen Chao had heard the old blacksmith's introduction to the Feijian repair site in the blacksmith shop at the foot of the mountain. Now he understood a little more. He originally thought that Mrs. Yang would just accept this matter.
, then the thing would be successful in all likelihood, but who would have thought that now that Mrs. Yang meant it, he couldn't do anything about it.
Haven't you always said that Mrs. Yang is the most amazing swordsmith in the world?
"I am naturally the best in the world at making swords. Is there anything left to doubt about this matter?"
Perhaps seeing what Chen Chao was thinking, Mrs. Yang frowned and said: "I have forged countless famous swords in my life. I don't know how many swordsmen's swords were made by me. If you come here with a flying sword, I will
If you can't recast it, the Lord of Jianqi Mountain will let you do it."
When it comes to matters like this, Mrs. Yang is naturally the most arrogant and does not allow others to question her at all.
Chen Chao answered: "The next sentence of the mountain master is to say that it is a pity that the junior can use a sword instead of a sword, right?"
Mrs. Yang remained silent. She just slapped the broken knife with her palm and put it back into Chen Chao's scabbard. Then she frowned and said, "You are going to cause me problems. It's really troublesome."
Chen Chao smiled bitterly, "Is there nothing we can do?"
Mrs. Yang looked at him and asked, "What did you bring up the mountain?"
Chen Chao was startled, and then said: "I heard that Jianqi Mountain was looking for the demon king and demon horns before, so I went to get involved, and happened to get a pair of snow-white antlers. Before entering the mountain, I heard that they were just forged swords.
The hilt of the sword used made me feel a little emotional for a while, but in addition, this junior also has many demon beads and a lot of heavenly money."
"The old guy who dealt with you in front of the mountain didn't make swords for many years. He just wanted to make a flying sword on a whim these days. He has already named it Lu Chu, and the hilt is made of deer antlers.
That’s what I mean, but he doesn’t like you warriors very much. Otherwise, if you were wearing antlers, he might not smile at you, but he wouldn’t speak so harshly.”
Mrs. Yang seemed very indifferent when talking about what happened on the mountain.
Chen Chao smiled and said: "Although it is a bit festive, I am still willing to give the white deer antlers to Jianqi Mountain."
Mrs. Yang nodded and said nothing, as if she had been thinking about something.
Chen Chao just kept waiting with the green bamboo on his shoulders, which seemed a little funny.
After a long time, Mrs. Xu sighed, "That's all, wait here while I think of something."
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Yang turned around and left. Chen Chao put down the green bamboo on his shoulders, then sat down and closed his eyes in the pavilion to rest.
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Mrs. Yang returned to the mountain and came to a large hall at the top of the sword pool. The main hall was located on a peak. There were many stone swords around it. Originally, except for the extremely important sword sacrificial ceremony, there were almost no swordsmiths here.
They are willing to come here to discuss matters. After all, these people have lived to make swords all their lives. They don't care about anything else. But at this moment, many swordsmiths with high prestige on the mountain are gathered at this moment, waiting to go down the mountain to find Chen Chao.
Mrs. Yang.
When Mrs. Yang appeared here again, everyone saluted and called the Mountain Master. The old man who initially made things difficult for Chen Chao outside the mountain gate was the first to speak, and he got straight to the point, "Mountain Master, do you really want to accept this matter? Is this spreading?
Isn’t my Jianqi Mountain a big joke?”
Mrs. Yang looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Why do you say that?"
The old man snorted coldly: "Everyone in the world knows that I am the best sword maker in the world at Jianqi Mountain, but I have never made a sword for anyone before. Until I recast it, I have never made it again.
That’s true.”
Mrs. Yang looked at everyone with a smile and asked, "Do you think so too?"
The swordsmiths hardly said a word in the face of Madam Yang's inquiry, but someone soon said: "Master of the mountain, actually it is not a big deal whether or not you recast the broken sword for that warrior. It's just that the warrior has a special status.
I, Jian Qi Shan, is aloof from the world. If I really did this for him, what would the major sects outside think? Does Jian Qi Shan want to turn against them?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone nodded. This was also a common worry among many swordsmiths.
Mrs. Yang smiled and said: "What is the transcendence of the world? There is no such thing as transcendence in this world. As for whether to antagonize Fangwai, don't you think about whether you will antagonize the Liang Dynasty? In the past, you could say no.
I don’t care, but now His Majesty the Emperor has proven that he may be a powerful monk who is not weaker than the Guanzhu and his ilk. The one on the mountain now is the popular man in front of His Majesty."
Hearing these words, many swordsmiths frowned and looked unnatural. Over the years, many people had hardly paid attention to Daliang Chao, until two incidents in late winter last year.
The Emperor of Liang traveled northward and fought the Demon Emperor without a win or loss. Afterwards, he returned to the divine capital, where he was intercepted and killed by monks from outside the country but returned unharmed.
It is said that even the visitor went to see the Emperor in person.
Coupled with the fact that the Liang Dynasty is becoming more and more powerful now, some things have to be considered at this moment.
"Mountain Master, Jianqi Mountain has survived for so many years and has always been safe and sound. It depends on caution. The mountain master's move may even bring disaster to Jianqi Mountain."
Some swordsmiths spoke, their voices full of worry. They didn't care about the general situation of the world. They only wanted to forge swords safely and safely all their lives, and forged the best flying swords in the world. While the flying swords were famous in history, they could also accompany them.
Feijian will stay in the history together.
Mrs. Yang shook her head and sighed.
"We know that the mountain owner has been kind to Xiao Hezheng, and we want to repay it, but we must think twice before we act, and don't drag Jianqi Mountain into the abyss of eternal destruction!"
As these words were spoken, many swordsmiths said in unison: "Master of the mountain, please think twice!"
