Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 185 Don’t leave, hey, let’s discuss it——

Huang Laoliu slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Yuan.

"One hundred and thirty years ago, our Nine Forging Sect's Grand Elder, Guo Ju, traveled to Qin territory, hoping to seize the opportunity for a breakthrough. He later disappeared without a trace, and our Nine Forging Sect's forging technique, which was once the foundation of our sect, was also lost."

"Now that you have obtained this method, you should return it—"

Strands of Qi and blood gathered on Huang Laoliu's body, and a column of Qi from the Innate Realm instantly appeared.

He raised his hand, his thick palm seemed to be made of gold and iron, with a golden and black color, and grabbed Zhang Yuan's chest.

"Be careful--"

Zhao Yu, who was standing not far away, exclaimed.

A look of surprise flashed across Princess Fengming's eyes.

Aunt Wu, who was far away in the bamboo forest, paused and ran towards the thatched cottage.

Zhang Yuan looked at the palm that was grabbing his chest, raised the tongs in his hand, and stabbed it towards Huang Laoliu's palm.

In Zhang Yuan's hands, these fire tongs were no different from swords.

Seeing Zhang Yuan using the tongs to block his palm, Huang Laoliu smiled slightly, and without changing the speed of his palm, he grabbed the tongs directly.

Zhang Yuan used a pair of tongs to block Huang Laoliu's palm, making Huang Laoliu certain that Zhang Yuan was not a disciple of the supreme elder of his own Jiuduan Sect, but had accidentally inherited the Jiuduan Sect.

The methods of the Nine Forging Sect are the abilities of immortals, forged from a pair of iron palms. Not to mention fire tongs, even a sword as sharp as a blade cannot hurt his palms at all.

"when--"

The tongs were grasped, and there was a sound of metal clashing.

Huang Laoliu laughed and exerted force with his palm to snatch the tongs from Zhang Yuan's hand.

Just as he was circulating his Qi, blood and true essence in his palm, a faint green light appeared on the fire tongs in Zhang Yuan's hand.

Sword energy?
Knife Qi!
This is fucking sword energy!
Condensing the sword energy on the fire tongs, is this something a human can do?

Huang Laoliu let out a strange cry, opened his hands, and rolled to the ground beside him.

"Thorn-"

Zhang Yuan used the fire tongs like a knife, and a five-foot blade energy rose from the bottom to the top, cutting through the bluestone in front.

The bluestone shattered, and a knife mark extended five feet away and penetrated three feet into the bluestone.

If this knife were to hit someone, even a body made of gold and iron would be cut in half.

"My swordsmanship is perfect. Everything in my hand is a sword. Why do you still need to forge a sword?"

Huang Laoliu got up from the ground and stared at Zhang Yuan.

At this time, all the old farmers had fled to the edge of the bamboo forest, and the two big men who were working as blacksmiths were also far away.

Zhang Yuan's knife made them all afraid to get close.

Even if they were not from the martial arts world, given the prosperity of the Qin martial arts, they knew that Zhang Yuan's sword was extremely powerful.

Aunt Wu stood beside Zhao Yu, holding a dagger in her hand, staring at Zhang Yuan with a look of barely suppressed horror on her face.

As someone who had reached the late Xiantian realm, she knew very well that this sword attack was far beyond her ability to withstand.

She knew that Zhang Yuan was very strong, but she didn't expect Zhang Yuan to be so strong!

At Zhang Yuan's age, with such cultivation and combat power, he should be a top figure among his peers in the five countries and three regions, not to mention Zhengyang County.

Zhang Yuan threw the tongs beside the iron felt, glanced at Huang Laoliu, and said lightly: "You know what kind of knife I want to forge."

Huang Laoliu's mouth twitched and he didn't say anything else.

At this moment, his palms were burning with pain.

It takes more than just sword energy to injure his palm.

The power of Gangsha.

The Zhang Yuan in front of him clearly had the cultivation level of a master!

The sword a master wants must be a precious weapon like Han Guang.

"You can also forge iron?" Zhao Yu quickly walked over to Zhang Yuan and looked at him with curiosity. "You can also draw. Tell me, what else can't you do?"

Princess Fengming glanced at Zhang Yuan and Huang Laoliu, then looked at the sword embryo embedded in the bluestone. Zhang Yuan's weapon-refining skills were so impressive that Huang Laoliu was shocked.

This sword embryo can penetrate stone like mud, which shows how sharp and cold it is.

She still underestimated Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan straightened his clothes and walked out of the bamboo forest. "If you don't want to, forget it. With the weapon-refining skills I have, if I can find good spiritual materials and forge a few more times, I can forge a good sword."

Huang Laoliu's expression changed. He looked at Zhang Yuan's back and finally stamped his foot: "Who said you don't want to?"

"You have mastered the techniques of refining weapons, but you rarely practice refining weapons, so you are not very familiar with it. It would be a pity to ruin such a good spiritual material."

"Hey, don't go, hey, let's discuss this—"

"Hey, you, I want to go with you. We have to deal with these swords and other things, right?"

Zhang Yuan stopped.

Zhao Yu's eyes were bright.

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On the return carriage.

Zhao Yu and Princess Fengming each held two swords in their hands.

These are all good weapons collected from Huang Laoliu and prepared to be sold.

Huang Laoliu did not leave with Zhang Yuan, but wanted to take out the swords and accumulated spiritual materials and ores and hand them over to Zhao Yu for processing.

Huang Laoliu agreed to wait for Zhang Yuan to return to Luyang Prefecture, go with him, and then accompany him and forge a long sword for him.

After the sword was forged, Zhang Yuan passed on to him the "Secrets of Forging Weapons".

Zhao Yu was holding two swords in his hands. One of them was found in Huang Laoliu's backyard and was named "Yun Jue".

There was also a sword blank made by Zhang Yuan, which Huang Laoliu equipped with a scabbard and a hilt, sharpened, and engraved with his seal.

Between the sword body and the hilt, one side is engraved with the ancient and crude word "Chen Feng", while the other side is engraved with the two words "Qing Yang" written by Zhang Yuan.

He was granted the title of Qingyang County, so he named it Qingyang. From then on, this became his pseudonym, and also served as proof of identity for his calligraphy, paintings, or refined artifacts.

Zhao Yu wanted the sword and said he would sell it to Zhang Yuan at a high price.

Anyway, Zhang Yuan doesn't need a sword.

"I just counted them."

Zhao Yu moved to sit next to Zhang Yuan, holding the sword in his arms, his face full of excitement: "Thirty-two swords and several long weapons. Even if each one costs a thousand taels of gold, this is tens of thousands of taels."

"Is your weapon forging technique truly formidable? I see you're relying on Grandpa Huang for a lot of support. How about asking him to forge you eight or ten swords every year? Then you can claim you're not good at using them and quietly hand them over to me to sell..."

Zhao Yu might have drunk some wine, and seeing so many good swords, he was planning how to exploit Huang Laoliu and how to make more money along the way.

Princess Fengming looked at Zhao Yu who was close to Zhang Yuan, listened to her heartless plan, turned her head, and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

She was a little envious of her niece.

It's nice to not have to carry so many things on your shoulders, to be able to talk nonsense happily and have someone listen to you.

When the car arrived at Tangwai Street, Zhang Yuan got off first and left.

When Zhao Yu and Princess Fengming returned to the Zhao family villa, the eldest brother Ying Liang and the second brother Ying Chongzheng went out with a team of guards.

Seeing Zhao Yu and Princess Fengming, Ying Liang said, "Xie Chengxuan, the son of the Xie family from Langya County, has brought over ten outstanding people from Langya County to visit us. My second brother and I are going to greet them."

"The Xie family is a prominent clan in Langya, with several high-ranking officials among them. Xie Chengxuan is a prodigy in Langya County, and he is very likely to be on the Dragon and Tiger List in the future. He is able to lead a team here, so our Zhaowang Mansion cannot but pay attention to him."

Ying Liang's gaze swept across the swords in Zhao Yu and Princess Fengming's hands, and his eyes lit up slightly.

The swords and weapons refined by the senior who lives in seclusion outside the city are real treasures.

These kinds of good stuff, every one of them, can stir up the world.

"Don't look at it anymore. Grandpa Huang has given me full authority. I want to sell these swords for a good price."

Zhao Yu held the sword tighter in his arms.

(End of this chapter)