This shouldn't be the case.

According to Lou Wuchen's original idea, this old blacksmith seemed to like collecting all kinds of strange ores. If he could communicate in harmony and throw out some forging techniques as bargaining chips, he would likely be able to solve his own mineral search and mineral search problems once and for all. People in this world seem to not pay attention to minerals, and relying solely on his own efficiency is too low. His time is limited, so he can't spend too much energy on mineral search. Now, even if he can use the power of a cultivator to force him, the old blacksmith may not do his best to do it...

Forget it, it’s just to spend more effort. The world is big, and the friend is the biggest - let alone a cute girl?

"Super Immortal, the little old frog in the well said wildly, please..." The old blacksmith seemed to have grown a lot a little older, his body shaking a little, and he bent to Yun Xingxi with a trembling kneeling, and slowly knelt down, "——Please forgive me for my sins!"

"! It's okay... Oh no, I mean - Senior Brother!" Yun Xingxi seemed to have not expected such an expansion. He was a little panicked and jumped a step to make way, looking at Lou Wuchen and said, "This..."

Lou Wuchen sighed, threw down the long sword in his hand and held the old blacksmith's kneeling posture: "Forget it, I don't like to see people kneeling. My junior sister doesn't seem to care about it, just forget it... You just need to tell me where did you find this piece of pyrite - the fake gold you mentioned?"

The old blacksmith stood up slowly, watched Lou Wuchen's throat move, and was about to say something, but suddenly he was interrupted by a tender voice: "Immortal! You are not right! How can Uncle Shi compare the sword you forged with the Immortal Fire and Fairy Art?"

Shi Yuzhu, a young man who was already sweating coldly, suddenly burst into tears and rushed to the door to press the boy who had just walked in: "Mu Yu! What are you talking about? Aren't you punishing you to reflect on the back room? Why are you--"

However, the boy Mu Yu seemed to have a layer of oil on his body, his shoulders shook slightly, and then he slipped over from the young man, jumped to Lou Wuchen, looked up at him and said, "Immortal, Uncle Shi is just a little bad temper. Actually, he has no malice. Can you forgive him, okay?"

Lou Wuchen's expression remained unchanged, but he raised his eyebrows slightly when the boy flashed.

Is this body technique... Is it possible to have an instinctive memory after just a brief borrowing of the power of the Eight Pulses? This child, maybe...

"Mu Yu, don't talk nonsense!" The old blacksmith seemed to have regained some majesty and shouted in a low voice, "If you lose, you will lose. I, Shi, are not the kind of person who can't afford to lose!"

The old blacksmith calmed down and said to Lou Wuchen: "Immortal, this fake gold was found by the little old man from the sand pool on the west slope of Er'e Mountain. It is not difficult to find the place.

, If you want to go, let this broken baby take you there, just ask you not to dislike this kid for being ignorant..."

"Uncle Shi!" Mu Yu shouted, turned his head and said to Lou Wuchen repeatedly, "Immortal, how can I know any mine? Uncle Shi is capable. Not only is it this kind of fake gold, but also knows a lot of other ores... Can you save him?"

"Stop, wait a moment." Lou Wuchen raised his hand, "What are you talking about in a mess? It's both forgive and save, what's going on?"

"Can you forgive Uncle Shi in Immortal? Can you not blame him?"

"Forgive me." Lou Wuchen waved his hand and said angrily and amusedly, "It's not a big deal..."

"Great! This is the immortal. The sword that Uncle Shi cut off with you just now was specially customized by the nephew of the City Lord's Mansion Yu. It took Uncle Shi several years to create the sword. The deadline is coming soon and the people in the City Lord's Mansion will kill Uncle Shi!"

Manager Yu? Lou Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and vaguely remembered the figure of the woman serving Lord Cheng. He looked at the old blacksmith again, and couldn't help but feel a ridiculous and ridiculous emotion, but he couldn't find any words to describe it.

——In Cheng Chenlin's words, "Don't be too polite", "just a mortal", he is a big shot here, a life-and-death and life-and-death person;

——It is obviously related to his life, but in order to make an effort to take the opportunity to take the risk of the most desirable sword that he has worked hard to forge for several years;

Humans... are really strange.

——Well, it’s not my turn to say this.

Lou Wuchen smiled self-deprecatingly and patted Mu Yu's messy hair: "It's just a little thing, I'll say it-forget it, that's too troublesome. Can this knife handle it? Just take it for delivery."

"Really?!" The boy widened his eyes in surprise, then knelt down suddenly, "Thank you fairy!"

"It's just a little thing." Lou Wuchen held the little boy, "Don't kneel down casually, I don't like this habit."

"Um!"

The boy stood up happily and jumped to the old blacksmith: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, the immortal agrees! It's okay!"

The old blacksmith had a bitter face and touched the boy's head: "Silly child, that's the grace of the immortals to you... But our Shi family's signature for hundreds of years, how could I still use other people's swords to pretend to be my own after losing the forging..."

The young man named Shi Yuzhu looked at him and his mood changed rapidly, and he was as fluctuating as a magnificent wave. At the last moment, his heart had just reached his throat, and at this moment he felt relieved, but at the next moment he was tightened. He couldn't help but want to rush.

Go to the old blacksmith and patted the calloused hands and let out a long sigh-

Dad! Why are you so stubborn...

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"Then let's make up. You guys can do it first, and then send the things to... to the city lord's mansion."

"...ah, well! OK, thank you immortal!"

The boy came to his senses and bowed to Lou Wuchen and said goodbye.

What happened just now made him really not expect: the immortal not only gave out the sword, but even faced Uncle Shi's rudeness, he actually gave out the forging method that shocked Uncle Shi! The old blacksmith and the young man's shocked expressions were still wandering in the boy's mind at this moment. Although according to the immortal, this is a low-end deterioration version that ordinary people cannot achieve, for them, this is already a dreamy secret skill!

The key is that it only takes a very short time to make good steel that does not require much technical content - such a shocking secret technique, the immortal just asked Uncle Shi to find some ore for him, and this price is simply not worth mentioning. Mu Yu believes that if this forging method is passed on, it will definitely make people all over the world steal the head!

However, what surprised him even more was the sudden words of the immortal turning his head.

——Do you want to learn martial arts from me?

I……

The boy looked at the empty intersection and looked down at his hands again. A familiar feeling seemed to float up again. The boy knew that this was just his illusion, but...

“—Go.”

The boy suddenly turned around, but saw the old blacksmith coming over at some point, patting his shoulder and looking ahead: "This is your great fortune... Follow the immortal to learn hard."

"Uncle Shi..."

The boy's eyes were filled with tears, but the old blacksmith seemed to have not seen it. He just looked at the distance and said in a low voice, "I have a bad temper and a weird temperament. You are very good, unlike me... Just a little fish, your little cleverness cannot last long. Today you pretend to be obedient and please the immortal. Fortunately, the immortal pity you. If you change someone, it may be counterproductive..."

"If we want to have a long relationship, we must show our true nature..."

The old blacksmith touched the boy's head, then turned around and walked back: "Go and rest. Tomorrow, I will teach you the last thing."

The boy didn't say anything, but turned around silently and solemnly, and kowtowed hard to the old blacksmith. However, the old blacksmith seemed to have not heard it, and walked with slightly tilted steps, slowly melting into the night.
Chapter completed!