Chapter 94: Cultivation Blacksmith (I)

If Wu Luo was a senior talisman master, Guo Xiao would definitely choose Wu Luo without hesitation. After all, no one has been able to bring anything out from Tianjie for many years.

But in Guo Xiao's eyes, Wu Luo was just a talisman master who had just started - this cannot be blamed. At that time, in Dangyang City, only Elder Tong and Wu Luo had in-depth contact and understood the terror of this young man. Guo Xiao also heard that this young talisman master who had just started was easy to make friends.

It is easy to get confused with being in the middle of the game when you first get started, and Guo Xiao made such a mistake. Wu Luo is indeed just getting started, but it is definitely not in the middle of the game.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, watching others despise Wu Luo coldly. To be honest, he was a little ungrateful to treat his life-savior like this, but Guo Xiao was firm in his heart: What is the purpose of abandoning these secular emotions for the sake of the great way? If I can achieve something in the future, I will support him.

In the haze, the dusk mist rose, and the surrounding Majie Ridge suddenly became hazy, and the outlines of the mountains and trees in the distance gradually became blurred.

Everyone suddenly became a little uneasy. Even the monks who pretended to be noble and sat alone on the high stones aside couldn't help but move, floated down, and everyone got together.

Only Wu Luo, Shi Shiran, took out four roast chickens from the storage space, and ate them voraciously. Then he yawned and lay down without a sound. He would go to Duke Zhou.

Some monks looked at him with contempt and gave him a comment in their hearts of "drinking bags and rice bags".

That night, these monks, including Guo Xiao, did not close their eyes. Only Wu Luo slept soundly, but Wu Luo did not snore and was very quiet, making those monks who didn't like him have no excuses to find fault.

At dawn, the sun rose and the golden light was shining. The thick fog around it quickly dissipated under the light. After a while, the scenery in front of everyone was stunned.

A leisurely small street appeared in front of everyone, all the barren mountains and forests disappeared, and no one knew who could use such terrible magical powers. Under everyone's high alert, they moved them over without realizing it.

On both sides of the street, there are people who get up early in the morning, who lazily move the door latch and remove the door panel. There is an old man selling tofu brains, a middle-aged strong man and a clean old man, who are eating happily.

There are cloth banners hanging on both sides of the street, mostly with white background and blue edges, with different font sizes embroidered on them, such as Zhang Zhao and King Chen, but I don’t know what these shops sell.

Clang, the door of a small house next to it suddenly opened. Wu Luo stretched out and rubbed his eyes with his hands. He caught a clear spring, rinsed his mouth, and found a toothbrush made of pig bristles from the storage space, dripped in white salt and brushed his teeth, and then washed his face.

During the whole process, the monks led by Guo Xiao stared at each other: Do you know where this kid is? Still so leisurely?!

After Wu Luo finished washing up, he felt refreshed and smiled: "The senior from Tianjie is considerate. Seeing that I was asleep, I even prepared a bed."

Everyone then went to see the room where Wu Luo had just come out. Sure enough, there was a bed in the cottage, and the quilt had been lifted up. It seemed that Wu Luo had just slept.

Everyone suddenly became crazy with jealousy. Why? This kid was so full of wine and food, but he was treated like this!

Guo Xiao's heart moved, as if he had grasped something. However, he looked at the bedding in a mess and shook his head secretly. Wu Luo was indeed a little tender. Since he gave you a bed, you naturally have to seize this opportunity. When you get up, of course you quickly tidy up the bed to leave a good impression on the seniors in Tianjie. This great opportunity was actually given, which is a pity!

But he didn't know that this is the Emperor's style, so why should I pay so much attention? I will do whatever I want.

Wu Luo glanced at the stall on the street and laughed: "There is still breakfast." The thorn slid over and got closer, but suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother-in-law, how much does this tofu brain cost?"

The old man said, "Two big money per bowl, no one can deceive you."

Wu Luo nodded: "It's a good deal for me... Forget it, I've bought this stall, how much does it cost in total?"

As the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness in his previous life, Wu Luo's success lies in his cultivation. As for the power and skills, it is not what he is good at. In this life, he naturally became much more casual. There is no need to pretend to be majestic and think about the art of controlling the subordinates all day long. He is indeed much happier.

He wasn't nervous when he arrived at Tianjie.

Such a bohemian style is just because Wu Luo has the confidence that he and Tianjie are equal. It is like someone who asks for the officials of the court, so he is naturally trembling and afraid of offending, just like Guo Xiao and others. However, there is naturally less restraint among the officials of the court, just like Wu Luo.

The father-in-law carried a load, and on one side was a wooden bucket of tofu brain. The outside of the wooden bucket and the lid were covered with thick cotton cloth to keep it warm.

On the other end are some bowls, chopsticks, ingredients, and a few horse stools.

"There are more than half a bucket, please give me one or two or three cents of silver." The old man was fair. Wu Luo reached out to pay the money, but the middle-aged man on the other side stopped working. He snorted and ate all the tofu brains in the bowl. He stood up and said, "You have already packed it. This brother and I are not full yet. What should we do?"

Wu Luo had no choice but to: "That half a barrel is not enough for me to eat..."

"You!" the middle-aged man was speechless and finally said, "A wine bag!"

He put down the bowl and walked away with his hands behind his back.

However, the old man Qinghuang finished eating tofu brain with great pleasure, touched two big money from his sleeve and threw it into a bowl, and Shi Shi left.

Those monks who were watching from afar felt relieved when they heard that Wu Luo was scolded. They had wanted to scold Wu Luo for a long time, but they were self-righteous and worried that there would be people from Tianjie secretly peeping, so they suppressed and dared not say it. Now that everyone in Tianjie said this, Wu Luo must be out of luck this time.

Although they didn't think Wu Luo was a threat, it was always easy to be sure that he had been eliminated.

The father-in-law who sells tofu brains was cooking while Wu Luo was eating.

The father-in-law is skilled and fast, and Wu Luo eats very fast, most of the bucket of tofu brain, but in just a meal, he gets all into Wu Luo's stomach.

He wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and he took out a piece of silver from the storage space and gave it to his father-in-law. The father-in-law carefully found money for him, and Wu Luo took it up.

Wu Luo saw the monks in the distance staring at their boss's wooden barrels, and couldn't help but smile, and whispered to the boss who was closing the stall: "Your old man always has to be made of a thousand-year-old boxwood stick. The cotton cloth wrapped outside must be made of fire silk silk. Otherwise, those people over there will be disappointed."

The father-in-law smiled mysteriously, but said nothing, and left with a load and humming a small song.

At this time, it was bright and shops on both sides of the street were also opened. Guo Xiao and others frowned, not knowing what they bought in the gourd of Tianjie.

As Wu Luo said, these people had just observed the distance for a long time, but they couldn't see what kind of precious materials the father-in-law's tofu brain stall used. This made them even more uneasy: it must be some kind of precious materials that we don't know, and it is inevitable!

The shops on both sides of the street include cloth shops, rouge workshops, blacksmith shops, calligraphy and painting shops, etc. Guo Xiao was tactful. This time, before Wu Luo could raise his foot, he had already rushed into the first cloth shop first.

The old shopkeeper inside was very enthusiastic, but he had a full face of a businessman. He smiled and handed over a hookah: "Objective, what kind of material do you want to see?"

Everyone also reacted and rushed in in a swarm. Wu Luo shook his head outside and stopped joining in the fun. He turned around and went to the next house.

The second one is a blacksmith shop. A middle-aged man who was only as tall as Wu Luo's shoulders, naked and smacking iron. His muscles were as black and shiny as tungsten steel.

There was a big sea bowl on the counter next to the shop, which was as big as a noodle jar for ordinary people. After eating it, I had not washed the dishes yet. Wu Luo shook his head secretly and said casually: "There is no disadvantage of a wife..."

The man glanced at him and said coldly: "If you give me a big job, maybe I can save enough money to get married."

Wu Luo looked at the wall and saw that there were nothing more than some swords and shields. He went up to take a look. The quality was good, but the materials used were just ordinary iron.

Wu Luo thought about it and found that he had a lot of ore, but he was not short of any magic weapons. He turned his mind and said sneered: "Who can see your goods here? No wonder he still can't marry a wife, and his skills are not good..."

The blacksmith was also an old fox. He was not angry with Wu Luo. Instead, he repeatedly beat the red iron blocks on the iron felt and asked quietly: "If you want good things, you must have a good price."

Wu Luo took out a gold ingot with a "bold" and said: "How?"

Who cares about gold and silver? What kind of things do you think about Wu Luo’s body was given to him by Zhou Qingbing when he was in Dangyang City.

When the blacksmith saw the gold, his eyes were straightened. He snatched it and saw that the mark of "Dazhou Treasury" was engraved on the bottom of the ingot, which was flowed from the national treasury, and it was absolutely good!

He laughed as if his wife was right in front of him.

"Follow me!"

There is a small yard behind the blacksmith shop. As soon as you enter, you will see a giant long sword that is two feet long and seven feet wide, which is inserted in the middle of the yard like a mountain.

On a big tree embraced by four people on the east side of the yard, there was a crossbow the size of a millstone. The wall on the west side was carved out of a whole piece of huge rocks, and there was a scary copper hammer embedded inside. Nine dragons were coiled on the copper hammer, and the living creatures spit out a trace of cool air.

Wu Luo could feel these three weapons were not magic weapons, but the aura emitted by each one was not inferior to the first-grade magic weapons!
Chapter completed!