newbobooks Chapter 174: An old friend? Just a show-off...
Chapter 174: An old friend? Just a show-off...
Qianyue City.
It's strange to say, ever since Nangong Chunshui brought Baili Dongjun and his disciple Yin Luoxia into Xiao Qianyue Town, he has become more and more sentimental.
While strolling into the future of Xueyue City with his disciples, he also lamented over everything he had experienced over the past 180 years.
Nangong Chunshui seemed to be wandering aimlessly, taking Baili Dongjun and Yin Luoxia around the town.
In fact, a pair of clever eyes looked around and locked onto that place from a distance.
It was a blacksmith shop that looked quite old.
A sign hangs high in front of the door - Qianyue Blacksmith.
Nangong Chunshui walked in front of the two of them empty-handed, listening to the clanging sounds of iron forging and said with a smile:
"Dongjun, Luoxia, we're here!"
Baili Dongjun pulled the reins to the carriage and followed Nangong Chunshui's gaze.
In the blacksmith shop, there was a middle-aged strong man with bulging muscles and shiny dark skin.
When the three of them stood in front of the blacksmith's shop, he was taking a piece of iron out of the pile of red-hot charcoal.
Then he grabbed the chopping board with a big hand, swung the hammer and started hitting it.
"Brother Chunshui, is this the place you want to bring me to?"
It was the first time that Baili Dongjun had seen such a strong blacksmith. He raised his hand and pointed at the man who was sweating profusely and asked.
Nangong Chunshui smiled:
"Yes, this is the old friend I just told you about!"
The man saw three young men and women with extraordinary looks and elegant clothes standing in front of his blacksmith shop.
Taking advantage of the break in the ironwork to take a look, he saw that the man in the lead had white hair and a childlike face, and his eyebrows were surprisingly 80% similar to Li Changsheng, whom he once knew!
The man inserted the newly forged iron blank back into the charcoal fire and looked up and asked:
"You three have been looking at it for a long time, wondering if it's a hoe, a shovel, or a plow?"
The man was full of energy. He put down the hammer in his hand and looked at the three people in front of him.
Nangong Chunshui put his hands behind his back and chuckled:
"I need a knife, a good knife!"
The man stared at Nangong Chunshui with interest for a few more times, and suddenly asked for no reason:
"Isn't your last name Li?"
Nangong Chunshui was somewhat speechless, and began to defend himself:
"No, I'm Nangong Chunshui, a refined scholar!"
Baili Dongjun tugged at Yin Luoxia's clothes from behind and secretly complained:
"This guy, it's become a catchphrase. He tells everyone he's a refined scholar, but he's probably only read a little more than me..."
Yin Luoxia couldn't help but smile when she heard this, then raised her finger and said:
"Shh..."
"Master Baili, his cultivation is getting higher day by day. Please don't say bad things about him to his face..."
Just as the two were teasing Nangong Chunshui, the man in the blacksmith shop suddenly laughed out loud:
"Nangong Chunshui? I don't believe you..."
"You look exactly like the guy I knew when he was young. Are you his grandson or son?"
"Haha, did Li Changsheng change his surname again to avoid his romantic debts?"
Nangong Chunshui looked a little embarrassed and coughed:
"Ahem, what do you mean again?"
"We haven't seen each other for so long. Isn't it a bit unkind of you to talk about old friends like that?!"
The man sneered, casually tidied up the iron furnace, raised his hand and said:
"Alright, stop explaining... Even if a guy named Li has eight or ten grandchildren, that's perfectly normal!"
With just one sentence, Nangong Chunshui's face turned as red as fire, which was very eye-catching.
Nangong Chunshui forced himself to maintain his dignity and asked:
"Why, are old friends so indecent in your eyes?"
The man grabbed a tobacco pipe that was placed beside the fire, lit it on the charcoal, took a puff and said:
"Hmph... that show-off, let's not talk about him anymore!"
When Baili Dongjun heard the blacksmith actually used the word "show-off" to describe Li Changsheng, he burst into laughter (*^▽^*)...
If Yin Luoxia hadn't covered his mouth tightly, Baili Dongjun would have laughed out loud!
The blacksmith took two deep puffs of his pipe, then puffed out a puff of fragrant and spicy dry tobacco.
He waved his hand:
"Don't just stand there, come in and talk!"
……
Outside Tianqi City, in front of Suzaku Gate.
The two men and two horses were finally about to step into the territory of Apocalypse City.
The young man stood facing the wind, and the cloak behind him with three huge ink-colored characters "Poison Sword Immortal" written on it fluttered in the wind.
The elegant and easy-going middle-aged man beside him glanced at him and couldn't help laughing:
"You, you, you didn't learn the good things, but you did learn the ostentatious personality of Wenhujiu!"
Wen Yanzhao showed his white teeth:
"Hehe, I just thought that my senior was praising me!"
The two men led their horses and marched straight towards the city gate.
There is still a team of guards at the city gate, strictly checking pedestrians and merchants passing by.
Seeing this, Xin Baicao said with some worry:
"Wen boy, when did the access control of Tianqi City become so strict?"
"Could it be that something big happened in the city recently? Was there a robbery or..."
Wen Yanzhao pointed at himself and smiled complacently:
"Senior, you are wrong. They are guarding against me!"
Xin Baicao was filled with suspicion when she heard this:
"What's going on? Could it be that you've committed some crime in this city and are wanted by the prefect?"
Wen Yanzhao led his horse and strode towards the imperial guards, saying:
"No, it's just a small lesson for the owner of this city!"
Xin Baicao naturally didn't know that Wen Yanzhao had poisoned the imperial guards, defeated Zhuoqing, and caused an uproar in Tianqi City.
Seeing that he didn't care and went straight to the city gate, he hurriedly chased after him.
Seeing that the imperial guard leader wearing a tasseled helmet had already spotted Wen Yanzhao, he reached for the long sword at his waist...
At this moment, Xin Baicao grabbed Wen Yanzhao and said anxiously:
"Wen boy, you've been discovered, run away!"
Wen Yanzhao would never listen to Xin Baicao's words. He just shook his cloak and said:
"Senior, why are you so anxious? Just follow me..."
At the moment when Wen Yanzhao shook off his cloak, the eyes of the imperial guard leader suddenly froze and he became dumbfounded.
The few soldiers who were checking passersby also looked like him, standing there in a daze...
Wen Yanzhao raised his lips:
"Let's go, senior. They're just a few stupid soldiers. What's there to be afraid of?"
……
Jixia Academy, in front of the academy.
In the open space in front of the academy, Sikong Changfeng's eyes flashed like lightning, and he swung the Silver Moon Spear in his hand, sending out spear shadows to attack Chen Ru.
The whole yard was filled with surging true energy and the trees were rustling.
Chen Ru's eyes were fixed, and he didn't even move his clothes.
Facing Sikong Changfeng's fierce attack, Chen Ru's face was gentle. He just stretched out one hand and gently slapped it.
With a seemingly light and casual palm strike, Sikong Changfeng's powerful attack was completely neutralized...
"Alas... only three moves!"
Sikong Changfeng put away the Silver Moon Spear somewhat dejectedly and sighed.
Chen Ru still maintained a gentle expression on his face and praised:
"That's not necessary. You've made considerable progress these days. You were able to last three moves before being defeated by me!"
Sikong Changfeng stood with his fists clasped:
"Thank you, sir, for training me in martial arts these past few days. However, my spear skills still haven't reached the level of both offensive and defensive prowess you described!"
Chen Ru stood with his hands behind his back and said encouragingly:
"Don't be so modest. Your progress is amazing. With your current cultivation and marksmanship, you are more than capable of competing with other marksmen in the entire Apocalypse City!"
……