Tian Yuan

"Wait, get in line."

The blacksmith master said this without raising his head.

The "bang bang" sound of percussion, with distinct rhythm, resounded through the sky.

"How long is the queue?"

The young man in black asked with a stern expression.

Behind him, there was a girl in red clothes and a veil standing, who looked very untouchable.

"I don't know." The master blacksmith pointed at a pile of weapon embryos beside him with an indifferent attitude.

"I can wait."

The youth in black said.

"It's up to you." The master blacksmith continued to forge weapons, concentrating on it.

After the weapon in his hand took shape, the master blacksmith slowly raised his head and laid his eyes on the young man in black, looking at it carefully.

Not mortal.

first impression.

However, the master blacksmith did not have too many emotional fluctuations.After all, there are so many practitioners who have come to him over the years, and they are used to it.

Living in seclusion in the mortal world, looking for the way to the top of the weapon refining road.

Normally, master blacksmiths use mundane materials to forge swords for knights and knights. Not only can they make a living, but they can also resume the path of weapon refining and hone their foundations to perfection.

This wait lasted more than ten days.

The young man in black stood motionless.

For more than ten days, he stood upright like a green pine, without eating or drinking, and was full of energy.When it rains, take the initiative to avoid rainwater and keep your clothes and shoes dry and not wet.This incident spread and attracted the attention of many people in the town, who came to watch and shouted "immortal".

Some brave mortals kowtowed to learn and wanted to become their teachers.

The young man in black didn't care at all and only had eyes for the blacksmith in the blacksmith shop.

"Now that you're done, what kind of weapon do you want to build?"

The master blacksmith rests when he needs to rest and works when he needs to work.At this moment, after finally completing the order of weapons, he walked to the door and asked expressionlessly.

"A weapon that can change the world."

The young man in black spoke calmly.

"Oh?" The master blacksmith became interested: "What is the world in your eyes?"

"The heavens and the worlds."

The youth in black replied.

"Heh." Hearing this, the master blacksmith was startled for a moment, and then sarcastically said: "I don't want to talk about whether I can build such a weapon, but I want to ask you, where can you go?"

"Walk with me and you will know."

The young man in black groaned.

"Who are you? You want to recruit me? Looking at the world today, do you know how many people want to treat me as a guest?"

The master blacksmith laughed.

"So, follow me?"

The young man in black did not explain and looked indifferent.

Looking at the other party's eyes that were like abyss, the mockery on the blacksmith's face gradually dissipated, and turned into an extremely serious one, and he began to think seriously.

After staring for an unknown amount of time, the master blacksmith said with a serious face: "What's your name?"

"Chen, Qing, Yuan."

The young man in black spoke clearly.

"You're the guy who's famous these days!"

The master blacksmith's expression suddenly changed.

"Come with me and build a unique weapon for me. Or stay here, you can see the end of your life when you look up."

The young man in black asked for the last time: "So, what is your choice?"

There are many masters of weapon refining in the world. If this person is not good, then you can find the next one.

Standing outside the door and waiting for more than ten days is a sign of respect for the master blacksmith and shows his sincerity.

If the blacksmith refused, the young man in black would turn around and leave without hesitation.

As the saying goes, the Tao is different.

"I need a lot of materials, can you find them?"

The master blacksmith did not agree directly and stated his needs.

"As long as there is one in this world, I can find it for you."

The young man in black made a promise.

It was obviously an unrealistic verbal promise, but the master blacksmith couldn't raise any doubts.There seemed to be a voice coming from the depths of his heart. If he didn't go with it, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

"Lin Qilang, I am willing to go with you."

After some careful consideration, the master blacksmith clasped his hands and bowed.

"You won't regret your choice today."

Being followed by a monster did not make the young man in black show any joyful expression on his face. At most, his brows relaxed and his coldness dissipated a bit.

......

In the secret room of seclusion, Chen Qingyuan frowned.

After seeing this picture, I was shocked.

Especially when the young man in black said his name, Chen Qingyuan was shocked and his whole body trembled. He felt like he was dreaming back to 10 years ago, which was very real.

The second scene is being reconstructed from countless fragments of memory.

On the turbulent blue sea, a young man in black and a swordsman in civilian clothes looked at each other.

"Your sword skills are very good. Are you interested in following me?"

"Not interested in."

"I don't like this answer."

"What? Want to fight?"

"Can I defeat you and make you change your mind and go with me?"

"Let's talk when you win!"

An unfriendly conversation led to a fight between the two.

After more than a hundred rounds, the fierce battle ended.

The young man in black: "You lost."

The embarrassed swordsman said: "Although you are very strong and your strength is far above mine, there is no way I can be inferior to others. If you have the guts, kill me."

The young man in black: "You are a talented person. I will not kill you. I must make you convinced and willing to accompany you."

Swordsman: "You can't do it."

For more than ten years, the young man in black continued to fight with the swordsman.

After each battle, use the best elixir to restore the swordsman, and then fight in the same realm again.

After so many years of going back and forth, feelings must have developed.

One day's battle ended in thirty rounds.

The young man in black: "You lost again."

Swordsman: "You're such a fucking pervert."

Young man in black: "Want to see where this pervert like me can go?"

The swordsman was silent, probably in acquiescence.

The young man in black has other things to do and cannot waste the next ten years.If the swordsman still refuses to agree, then that’s it. It’s fate but no distinction: “Follow! Just follow me, you won’t be embarrassed.”

After saying that, the young man in black rode the wind and left.

Looking at the other person's retreating back, the swordsman began to feel uneasy and restless, as if something was going to flow away from his fingertips and never come back.

Gritting his teeth, the swordsman put down the arrogance he had held for his whole life, and bowed his head to the young man in black who had defeated him countless times. He cursed and followed quickly: "Asshole, wait for me!"

This swordsman later became an extremely famous person in the world.

In today's era, its inheritance has fallen into the hands of a talented man named Chang Ziqiu, which will certainly not damage the reputation of his ancestors.

This scene drifted away in the wind, and Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but feel his eyes turn red, as if there was a lump in his throat, and his chest felt tight.

What happened yesterday is like it just happened.

It hurts the heart and brings sadness from it.

A similar scene happened many times.

The traces of those ancient times gradually became familiar to Chen Qingyuan.