"OMG!"

Lu Yao suddenly lost his composure. He stared at the Kasha Xuantie in front of him, trembling with excitement, and his eyes were flashing with indescribable brilliance. He trembled his hands and slowly touched the Xuantie. After touching it for a moment, he suddenly retracted like an electric shock.『≤

Roh Hyun stared at the black iron of Gasha for a long time, and his voice became choked, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"If you can touch it, even if I die now, I will have no regrets!"

Zhang Xuan felt very strange in his heart. He remembered the old monk who saw Tang Monk's cassock in Journey to the West. Is this old craftsman named Lu...

Luo Cheng asked carefully, "Can the Third Master refine it?"

"Of course I can!"

Lu Yao quickly took out a small box from a large box beside him. He opened it carefully. It was a two-inch-long knife inside, which was dark red. Zhang Xuan recognized it at a glance. The knife was made of Kasha Black Iron.

Lu Yao trembled his voice and gently stroked the knife, just like stroking the skin of his beloved woman.

"This piece of Gasha Black Iron was exchanged for five years of freedom. It is my life. Gasha Black Iron is also the life of all blacksmiths. Please give it to me!"

He looked at Zhang Xuan beggingly, his eyes turning unusually bright.

"How do you forge it?" Zhang Xuan asked calmly.

"Forging it requires melting it first, removing impurities, and......"

"How do you melt it?" Zhang Xuan stared at Lu Yao.

"Temperature! Very high temperature."

Lu Yao said nervously: "It's not good to use firewood. I have the best charcoal in Yan'an County. But in the end, this piece of Kasha black iron may be left..."

Lu Yao was very nervous, and his eyes staring at Zhang Xuan also turned into begging.

Zhang Xuan understood what he meant, and smiled faintly, "As you said just now, I can't use a 150-pound long halberd. I plan to make a 140-pound Fangtian Painted Ridge. If there is still a little left, I will give it to you."

"What do I want to give you?"

Lu Yao stood up in a hurry, 'Crash!' overturned a big box, and dozens of swords came out, "These are my proud works, please choose it!"

Lu Yao's voice changed so much that he was afraid that Zhang Xuan would regret it.

"No need, if you can build a long halberd for me, it will be a reward."

Zhang Xuan pointed to the Kasha Xuantie on the table and smiled, "Isn't it?"

"How can that be—"

Lu Yao swallowed his saliva, and suddenly he thought of something, and quickly stood up and took the knife from the wall and placed it carefully on the table. "This is the Lu sword I made for the family. It took three years, but I can create another one for the young master."

Zhang Xuan picked up the knife and it was a heavy knife. The knife shape was extremely smooth and had the advantage of cutting gold and cutting jade. It weighed at least seventeen or eighteen pounds. He felt a little heavy, but as his strength increased, the knife must be more suitable for him.

But this is the sword of Lu, why did he have the nerve to accept it? He looked at Lu Yao again. Lu Yao looked at him earnestly. Zhang Xuan looked at Luo Cheng again, and Luo Cheng nodded, indicating that he could accept it.

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, "It's a pity that there is still a scabbard missing!"

"There are scabbards, so many of them!"

Lu Yao ran to the inner room and brought out a pile of scabbards, including gorgeous golden silk tassels and gems inlaid. Zhang Xuan picked up a half-old shark leather scabbard and inserted the horizontal knife into it.

The two stood up and said goodbye. Lu Yao personally sent him out of the door and said to Zhang Hong: "Young Master, I will go into seclusion from today. I will follow the young master's pattern. I can complete it at least three months and at least half a year."

"Okay, I'll pick it up in half a year, I'll be bothering you."

Zhang Xuan bowed to him and walked out of the door with Luo Cheng. The two rode a horse and walked for more than ten steps. Luo Cheng chuckled in a low voice: "Seeing that he is so obsessed, I thought he would cut at least half of it and be his."

Zhang Xuan smiled, "I was a little worried at first, but I didn't know if it didn't happen later."

"Why?"

"I can't explain it clearly, a feeling."

Luo Cheng laughed, "I don't feel it, but I know he doesn't. He has to give me this face."

At this time, Luo Cheng felt someone calling him behind him. When he turned around, he saw a young man running hurriedly towards him, "Yu Lang, wait!"

Luo Cheng recognized the person and said to Zhang Xuan: "It's my brother-in-law!"

He quickly turned over and got off the horse, and said, "Why is my brother-in-law here?"

"I heard that you are here, so I came out from the east gate to find you, almost missing it."

The young man was sweating profusely and panting, "Auntie asked you to go there!"

A layer of dark cloud immediately appeared on Luo Cheng's face. He knew what his mother asked him to do for a blind date. He obviously didn't like the Lu cousin, but his mother refused to let him go.

Although he was not very happy, he did not dare to disobey his mother's orders. Luo Cheng had to wave his hand angrily and said, "The Buddha said, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? Lead the way ahead! I will also go to Avici Hell."

Zhang Xuan laughed, "Is it so scary to see my mother when I go to see her?"

"Of course it's not scary to see me. It's scary that the person next to her, that little girl, I'm really afraid of her."

Luo Cheng suddenly remembered that he had not introduced Zhang Xuan to his cousin, and quickly introduced him to his cousin: "This is Mr. Zhang who I told you, come from the capital."

The young man hurriedly bowed to Zhang Xuan, "It turned out to be Mr. Zhang. I heard from Yulang that the master helped him a lot, thank you!"

Zhang Xuan heard Luo Cheng say that his eldest sister married Lu Qingyuan, the second son of the head of the Lu family. He should be this young man. He is very gentle, gentle and polite, which makes Zhang Xuan feel good about him.

He also quickly replied, "Brother Lu, you are polite, Yulang also gave me great help."

Although Zhang Xuan's clothes were simple and dark, Lu Qingyuan had a unique temperament, which was very different from the young people he usually met.

He also heard Luo Cheng say that Zhang Xuan has a unique mind and is willing to give away all the unique skills in the world. This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Although Lu Qingyuan came from a famous family, he was an alternative among the famous children, with a lofty mind and respected heroes all over the world. Although Zhang Xuan was not a hero at this time, the chaos in the Great Sui Dynasty had appeared. People like Zhang Xuan who were born in the cold but unique but had the opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Lu Qingyuan also had the desire to make friends, so he enthusiastically invited Zhang Xuan and said, "Since you are here, let's go to the mansion and sit together."

Zhang Xuan looked at the sky. It was getting late. If he agreed to be a guest, he would have to spend the night at the Lu family, which would affect his martial arts practice.

Zhang Xuan apologized: "Next time! I will definitely come next time."

Luo Cheng understood Zhang Xuan's eagerness to rush back, so he smiled and said, "Let him go! Otherwise he wouldn't want to sleep well tonight."

"Okay! It's my grandfather's birthday in a few days. I'll invite you there, and you're not allowed to refuse!"

Seeing that he was enthusiastic and sincere, Zhang Xuan happily agreed, "I will definitely go."

"Then we'll make up for it!"

Lu Qingyuan was overjoyed and bowed to Zhang Xuan again, then hurried back to Lu Mansion with Luo Cheng.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Xuan urged his horse to leave the Lu Villa and ran quickly towards Ji County.

Zhang Xuan ran for more than thirty miles in one breath, with large forests and hills ahead. He needed to bypass nearly forty miles of hilly areas before he could see Jixian Town.

After taking a look at the sky again, it was almost dusk. Zhang Xuan became anxious. At this time, Zhuo County had entered a wartime state. When the sky was dark, the city gate would be closed, and no one could enter the city again.

Moreover, Zhang Xuan followed Luo Cheng in a hurry and did not bring his body with him. He had nothing to do except a knife, and he didn't even have a penny. He couldn't enter the city, so he could only sleep in the wild.

Only then did Zhang Xuan realize that his water hyacinth had forgotten his blacksmith shop. The weather was hot, and he ran with sweat, anxious and thirsty. He wanted to find a stream, but found an old man farming on the side of the road ahead.

Zhang Xuan hurriedly rushed the horse and rushed up, bowing from afar, saying, "Can you give me a bowl of water?"

The old man glanced at him, slowly poured out half a bowl of water from the clay pot, walked over and handed it to Zhang Xuan, "It's a coincidence that only this bowl is left, so you can just drink it!"

"Thank you, my father!"

Zhang Xuan took the water bowl and drank it all. Although there was only half a bowl of water, which was far from quenching thirst, it was still a little better.

He returned the bowl to the old man and asked again, "Master, I'm rushing to the county town, is there a closer path here?"

"Yes, I have!"

The old man pointed to the west, "There is a mountain road over there, and you can directly pass through this hill, which is more than ten miles longer than walking the official road."

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed, "Thank you!"

He urged the horse to leave the official road and run westward. The old man shouted from behind: "Don't worry! There are no bandits here."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Xuan urged his horse to run for less than a mile, and he saw the entrance of a mountain road. The trees were thick and very shaded, and the mountain road was not narrow, so it could accommodate a carriage.

Zhang Xuan ran for more than ten miles along the mountain road in one breath. The sun finally set, the mountain road became darker, and the mountain road became very narrow. On the left side of the mountain road is a steep slope of more than ten feet high, while on the other side is a dense forest, with weeds growing, giving people a feeling of insecurity.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting excitedly at the corner ahead: "Here is here! Here!"

Zhang Xuan was stunned. Is anyone waiting for him in front of me?

He held the war horse and saw an old man who looked like a family ran over. He saw Zhang Xuan and looked behind him again, and his face was full of disappointment. It was obvious that Zhang Xuan was not the one he was waiting for.

"Uncle Bian Er, are they here?"

The voice of a young woman came from the front. The sound was very soft and sweet, just like a breeze blowing from sweating, so cool and pleasant, and intoxicating.

"no!"

The old man smiled bitterly and asked Zhang Xuan, "When the young master came, did he meet a man wearing a short black suit and riding a thin horse?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "I came over and didn't see anyone."

"Strange, where did he go?"

Zhang Xuan urged him to move forward and turned around. A light carriage suddenly appeared in front of him. Zhang Xuan discovered the problem at a glance. The wooden wheel on the left side of the carriage had already left the cliff, tilted and stuck on a large rock.

There were three people around the carriage, a sad coachman squatting in front of the big rock and the old man who had just asked him. In addition, there was a young woman in the carriage. When Zhang Xuan turned the corner, he glanced at him and saw a snow-white dress.

The entire carriage blocked the mountain road tightly, and even if Zhang Xuan turned a blind eye, he could not fly over.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, the carriage is broken and I can't let you go first."

Zhang Xuan turned over and dismounted and handed the reins to his hometown, "Help me take it!"

He quickly walked to the carriage, squatted down and looked carefully, and saw that the edge of the shaft hole on the wheel was a little cracked, but this was not a big problem. The carriage could barely walk. The key was that the wheel was stuck in a big stone and was just a turn. If he retreated, the whole carriage might fall down the mountain, and was blocked by the big stone and could not walk.

"Either move this big stone or lift the carriage!" The coachman sighed, obviously he couldn't do both plans.

Zhang Xuan looked carefully and saw that the wheel was stuck between two stones. If he lifted the carriage rashly, the entire wheel would probably be torn off. He could only move one of the stones away first and then lift the carriage up.

Zhang Xuan photographed a few more big stones, and the big stones were deeply inserted into the soil, weighing at least a thousand pounds.

"My son, is there a way to remove them?"
Chapter completed!