Chapter 992 Blacksmith

Early in the morning.

Zhang's shop was surrounded by people.

Most are gangs.

Among them are the Yulong Gang and Feihutang.

The heads of gangs, big and small, gathered together.

The leader of the Yulong Gang hid in the sedan and did not appear. Only his voice reached the big man guarding the door of the sedan: "Are you all ready?"

"Go back to the gang leader, everything is fine."

The leader of the Yulong Gang said no more.

On the contrary, Yuan Feihu of Feihu Hall, who was riding on a tall horse, glanced over and said coldly: "You dare to call yourself the Jade Dragon just because of the prestige of the clan. I don't think it is any different from the mud dragon at the foot of the city."

"Lord, I have summoned more than a hundred brothers to guard the outer streets."

"As long as you give the order..." The boy holding the horse made a gesture of throwing the token.

"Don't act rashly." Yuan Feihu was still very calm and calm, waving his hands and saying: "At the foot of the imperial city, there are countless masters in the palace. Once a riot occurs, it will not be as simple as a gang fight. Tell the brothers to relax. This time is no different from the past. It's all Full of spectacle.”

"yes."

Zhao Qingyi was furious.

"Who leaked the news?!"

The swarthy man standing on the second-floor platform watching everyone smiled calmly and said: "Paper can't contain the fire. As soon as the French soldiers arrive, most of them will know the news."

The swarthy man holding the peanut shell upstairs is Shou He.

After he captured the magic weapon and wanted to improve Zhao Qingyi's strength, he decided to forge the spear magic weapon into a long sword.

If anyone in Wanning County has such a level of forging, it must be Zhang's shop.

The owner of the shop is named Zhang Yajiu.

Zhang Yajiu was currently entertaining the two of them in the inner hall of the shop.

One is a young man in a white robe and a white crown. He has a handsome face and is very elegant.

The sword box hung loosely on his back.

Although he looks lazy, he is actually filled with the noble spirit of a noble man. If you look carefully, there is nothing there. It seems that the person sitting there is just a white-robed Taoist priest.

The other one is a young girl wearing a green skirt.

Sitting upright, looking old-fashioned.

It's just that with his lively eyes and chubby face, he couldn't be mistaken for an old man.

It clearly looks like a little doll.

That is, a little lively little doll.

Zhang Yajiu picked up the tea cup and blew away the hot air, revealing a pair of amber eyes.

Under these eyes is a slender face with deep-set cheeks and no flesh. It looks very mean. Even with a pair of bright eyes, it becomes very difficult to get along with such a face.

Zhang Yajiu looked at the apprentice beside him who was hesitant to speak, and sneered: "If you are not good at studying, you deserve to be compared with others."

The apprentice opened his mouth to argue, but no words came out.

He just hung his head in frustration.

Zhang Yajiu said: "Do you know who this person is?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"The core true successor of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, he has superb weapon forging skills. It is only expected that you cannot compare with him."

Zhang Yajiu looked at the elegant young man and ignored the young man's humility and hand-off, and continued: "My fellow Taoist has already been extraordinary in his cultivation, so why come to my little blacksmith shop?"

Taijing cupped his hands and said: "Senior, you are ridiculous. When it comes to the art of forging weapons, I am just a young child in front of seniors."

"I am here with my junior sister to seek the 'Six Paths of Underworld'."

Zhang Yajiu took a sip of tea, then slowly put down the tea cup and said calmly: "I've never heard of it."

Taijing didn't look embarrassed at all after being rejected, and still said unhurriedly: "Our sect is willing to exchange the Sword Forging Sutra for the Six Paths of Hell."

Zhang Yajiu squinted his eyes.

Taiyi Shengxian Sect's Sword Forging Scripture is indeed immeasurable, but it is still far from comparable to the Six Paths of Hell.

The Six Paths of the Underworld seems to be just a magical weapon, but it possesses an indescribable Tao.

It seems that he cast the Six Paths of Underworld, but in fact it was God who borrowed his hand to shape the Six Paths of Underworld.

"What's the noise outside?" Zhang Yajiu frowned.

"Go back to Master, I sent a magic weapon a few days ago, and it was reforged into a fierce sword at the request of the other party. Today, the long sword was born, so it attracted many gangs in Wanning County. It's just a trivial matter." Xun's apprentice hurriedly reported. After speaking, he quickly stopped and pressed it down gently.

"Since it is an owner, why are there so many people here?"

Zhang Yajiu stood up slowly, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, I also saw it. I have important things to attend to today."

Taijing also stood up at this moment, and led his junior sister and said: "I have heard about the magic weapon in the forbidden land for a long time, but I didn't expect to see the magic weapon born today. I wonder if I am lucky enough to see it?"

"please."

Zhang Yajiu did not refuse and spread his hands in a gesture of invitation.

As long as this person doesn't mention what he wants to see in the 'Six Paths of Hell', just let him see it.

The little girl in the green dress also stood up from her seat and took the hand of the young man next to her.

There was no noise or interruption, it was just so quiet.

Zhang Yajiu's eyes fell on the little girl, looked at her for a few times and then looked away.

It is said that the Taiyi Sect received a natural swordsman. If there are no mistakes, he may have a chance to become a Taoist, and he is probably the one in front of him.

But there was no importance or contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at someone's little kid who didn't matter.

Geniuses also need time to grow.

Only having talent does not have any right to speak.

Don't pay too much attention to it.

Of course, being able to get true disciples to protect her, especially this Taijing, aside from the little girl, her life is still very good.

Zhang Yajiu sneered. Having a good life doesn't mean you can have a smooth journey.

No matter how well the Six Paths of the Underworld fits her, it is not her property, but forged by him, Zhang Yajiu.

If he doesn't want to give it, no one can take it away.

...

"Here it comes!"

I don't know who shouted loudly.

Everyone suddenly became nervous.

They all looked at Zhang Yajiu who walked out of the blacksmith shop, and the long platform carried out by two apprentices.

A red curtain was covering the top of the platform to block everyone's sight.

Zhao Qingyi, who jumped down from the second floor of the restaurant, tidied his clothes. The warriors of the Qingyi Building beside him made way for him. He walked forward without any hesitation, bowed and said, "Master Zhang."

Zhang Yajiu nodded slightly and said, "Your knife has been recast and you can take it now."

"Thank you." Zhao Qingyi strode forward, unable to contain his excitement and excitement, and walked two steps quickly, came to the long platform, and grabbed the exposed long handle.

As soon as he grasped it, a burning sensation came from the palm, as if a fire dragon was surging in his palm.

The hilt of the knife completely turned into the claws of a fire dragon.

Zhao Qingyi mobilized his blood and qi, and rushed straight into the sky like a wolf smoke, shouting: "Good weapon!"

He was about to raise the long knife.

"Wait!"

Yuan Feihu, who was riding on the unicorn horse, slid down from the saddle and bowed, saying: "Master Zhao, I heard that you and the hero Shou are like brothers."

Zhao Qingyi, who grasped the fire dragon knife, responded in a deep voice: "Yes."

"In this case, including the blood god halberd in the hands of the hero Shou, you brothers will have two magic weapons."

"What do you think?"

Yuan Feihu lowered his voice: "One magic weapon is enough for a first-class master to advance to the top, but you brothers have two. This is against the rules. In the foot of the capital, no one has ever been able to have two magic weapons."

"What do you mean?"

"Either hand over the magic weapon, or you can only ask Master Zhao to leave the capital."

"Who made the rules?" Zhao Qingyi's face sank.

"The rules jointly set by all the gang leaders and hall masters."

The leader of the Yulong Gang also walked out of the sedan chair, waved his folding fan and looked at Zhao Qingyi, saying lightly: "I know you, Qingyi Building is not weak in the northwest, but this is the capital, you have to abide by the rules of the Beijing gang when you come to Beijing."

Zhao Qingyi snorted coldly and said: "Although I know Brother Shou, Brother Shou is a court official, what does he have to do with me, a Jianghu man."

"Oh? Making friends with Jianghu people is not good for court officials."

The leader of the Yulong Gang laughed: "Qingyi Building should not be able to withstand investigation, right?"

At this point, Zhao Qingyi's clenched palms loosened slightly.

When you are in the Jianghu, you can't help yourself.

Either kill or be killed.

Qingyi Building has indeed killed many people to get to this point.

There is no need to investigate this point, just a name is enough.

The leader of the Yulong Gang saw Zhao Qingyi's hesitation: "As long as you offer the magic weapon, the court will not pursue it because it was a matter of the underworld."

"What identity are you talking to me with?"

On the third floor of the restaurant, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes said loudly: "He is not important enough, what about me?"

"Prince!"

Everyone was shocked.

A magic weapon actually alarmed the prince.

Although there are countless royal relatives and nobles in the capital, they are all unattainable for them.

"Prince Cheng is so powerful!"

Another question came down.

The people on the other side of the restaurant looked over.

"Who is that?"

"Prince Hui Yuanmu."

...

Shou He, who was standing on the second floor, did not look surprised. His eyes were always on a white-robed figure not far away.

The man was carrying a sword box.

At this moment, he also moved his eyes to look over.

When the young man was about to move his eyes away, he felt the power coming from his hand and couldn't help looking over.

"What's wrong?"

Tai Jing asked in surprise.

The girl in the green skirt said, "Brother, that person is strange."

"Oh?"

Tai Jing's eyes flashed with surprise.

"He has great magical power."

"What magical power?"

Tai Jing was waiting for the answer from the little sister.

No one answered for a long time, so he looked over.

Just then he saw the girl in the green skirt pursed her lips and shook her head.

The girl wanted to see it clearly, but she really couldn't see it clearly, or even if she could see it, she couldn't tell what it was.

"It's common to have magical power." Tai Jing smiled.

It's not strange to meet a cultivator with deep background in this forbidden place.

The girl frowned, as if she was looking for something.

Tai Jing silently protected the girl aside.

He could also feel the strangeness, but he was not a child after all, so he wouldn't say it so obviously.

If he met someone, he would probably take a detour.

...

"As expected of a natural swordsman."

Yan Tianjun said with a smile: "I used Shou He as an anchor, but I didn't expect to be exposed."

"They are?"

Tu Shanjun on the other side of the table looked at the mirror flower and water moon in the teacup.

"That's right."