The master and the disciple did not come out of the secret realm for three days in a row, while the others also practiced individually to improve their own skills.
On the fourth day, Long Ximen and Yu Xiaolong walked out of the secret realm and came to the main house.
Long Ximen looked at Yu Xiaolong and said, "Your old one is useless. You need a new one."
When Yu Xiaolong heard this, he immediately became excited and asked quickly: "Thank you, master, please give me a good one, hehe."
"Oh, profit man! I don't have any." Long Ximen glared at him.
"Then...then you still speak so well." Yu Xiaolong muttered softly.
"Traitor! Just because I say there isn't one, doesn't mean I won't introduce it to you!" Long Xi Men shivered with anger.
"Master, calm down and calm down, hahaha." Yu Xiaolong quickly laughed with him.
"Huh... there is a village south of the main peak of Wutai Mountain, called Shanqian Village. There is a person there, you can go find him." Long Ximen stood up and said.
"Thank you, master! Uh...what's that person's name?" Yu Xiaolong asked, nodding and bowing.
"Go ahead, I'm going to leave. Goodbye." After saying this, Long Ximen walked out of the room and disappeared quickly.
"Master...this old guy!" Yu Xiaolong was very depressed. He didn't even tell him how to find someone by name.
Without his weapon, Yu Xiaolong felt as if he was running naked, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Without further ado, let’s go!
He informed Luo Yan, explained some things and went straight to Jin Province.
Shanqian Village is not difficult to find. After asking several times, we arrived at the entrance of the village.
This village is not big, with seemingly less than a hundred households. It is only a few miles away from Wutai Mountain and has beautiful mountains and clear waters. It is a nice place.
Yu Xiaolong blocked his breath and walked towards the village.
There were fields on both sides of the road, and several villagers were working hard. When they saw a stranger approaching, they didn't pay much attention and turned around to continue their busy work.
The houses in the village are not tall, typical plateau style, and there is nothing modern in them. They still look a bit poor.
Yu Xiaolong walked slowly along the way, looking for someone who looked like a practitioner.
A middle-aged woman came forward. Yu Xiaolong stepped forward and asked politely: "Hello, aunt, is there anyone selling sex here?"
When the other party heard this, he immediately looked at him with wide eyes and said: "Selling guy? Young man, you are going to rebel! How can you do such a thing when you are so young? Just find an aunt to make money. Hey, young people now.
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After saying that, she shook her head and quickly ran away.
Yu Xiaolong is depressed, where is this going? Just ask me something, why?
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Are you still educated?
Then I thought about it, maybe I asked the question in the wrong way, saying I wanted to buy someone, and people misunderstood me.
Yu Xiaolong smiled bitterly and continued walking forward. After a while, he saw an old man with a white beard leaning on the wall to bask in the sun.
He walked over and asked with a smile: "Hello, uncle, are there any blacksmiths here?"
The old man raised his eyelids and looked at him and said: "Blacksmithing? In this day and age, a young man like you is still looking for this?"
"Yes, uncle, I want to hit something." Yu Xiaolong continued to smile.
"What are you going to fight?" the old man asked again.
"Uh... I just picked something up. Do you know where it is?" Yu Xiaolong asked.
"I don't know." The old man waved his hand and ignored it, closed his eyes and dozed off.
Yu Xiaolong was speechless. He stood up and wanted to find someone to ask.
He looked at the house, which was no different from other places in the village. There was a small pond in front of the house. Although it was not large, it was very clear, and a few small fish were swimming leisurely.
Yu Xiaolong found that the feng shui here was excellent, with mountains to the south and water to the north, and clear water for fish to swim in. It would be a good place to be here for a long time.
He looked at the dozing old man again and felt that something was wrong, but after careful inspection, he found nothing unusual.
This old man looks to be in his eighties, with white hair and a childish face, and his skin does not look like that of a villager who has worked all his life. However, his hands are very strong and strong, as if he is in the prime of life.
Seeing that the other party was snoring, Yu Xiaolong sat quietly not far away and waited.
Unexpectedly, the old man slept for six or seven hours, and he didn't stretch out until it was getting dark.
He yawned and stood up slowly.
"Is the old man awake?" Yu Xiaolong asked with a smile not far away.
"Oops!" The old man shivered in fright and almost sat on the ground.
"You...where did you come from?" He looked at him in horror.
"Sorry...haha...I've been waiting for you." Yu Xiaolong walked over with a smile.
"What are you talking about? My ears are hard to use as I get older." The old man asked, tilting his head.
"I mean...I've always been here! Waiting for you, old man!" Yu Xiaolong lay next to the old man's ear and shouted loudly.
"Oops!" The old man trembled again: "Young man, could you please lower your voice? You're going to be scared to death!"
Yu Xiaolong looked at him speechlessly, secretly thinking that this old guy was really hard to take care of.
"Ahem...old man, I'm here to beg you for a magic weapon." Yu Xiaolong said.
"What the hell
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Son?" The old man looked at him blankly.
"Magical weapon! You can give me one as a gift, or I can buy it." Yu Xiaolong was depressed.
"What do you mean? What kind of weapon? I don't know what you are talking about." The old man shook his head and looked at him in confusion.
"Old man, stop pretending! I know you are an expert and a maker of magic weapons, which are weapons for fighting!" Yu Xiaolong said with a smile.
"Weapons for war? Young man, you want a bastard box? How old is this? Where can we have those things anymore! Don't fight, there is nothing wrong with being young!" The old man said as he walked towards the house.
Yu Xiaolong shook his head helplessly, secretly thinking that this old stickman was really good at pretending.
He followed the old man into the house. The inside was no different from an ordinary house. There weren't many things, but they were arranged neatly.
"Master, just give me one!" Yu Xiaolong was unwilling to give in.
"Hey, why are you still here? I said I don't know what you mean. I got the wrong person." The old man waved his hand.
"I'm not wrong, I was introduced by others!" Yu Xiaolong said.
"Ah, who introduced me?" The old man blinked and looked at him.
"Longxi Gate."
"What are you talking about? My ears don't work well as I get older."
“Longxi Gate!!!”
"What Ximen?"
"Longxi Gate!"
"What gate is Long?"
"Longxi Gate!!"
"Longxi what?"
“Longxi Gate!!!”
Yu Xiaolong's teeth were itching with hatred at this moment, and he wished he could give this old guy a scratch.
"Oh, him." The old man nodded.
"Yes, that's him." Yu Xiaolong suddenly laughed.
"I don't know." The old man shook his head expressionlessly.
"Damn, old stick." Yu Xiaolong cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.
"Don't think that my ears are no longer functioning as I get older. They are very sharp!" The old man pouted and frowned.
Yu Xiaolong was depressed again. Is the old immortal in front of him really an expert? Could he be blinded?
The old man looked at him and said: "I told you that you admitted your mistake. Let's go, young man. Remember not to fight easily, but to study more and work more."
"Hey, then pull it down." Yu Xiaolong was very depressed, waved his hand and left the room.
After struggling for a long time in vain, he actually admitted his mistake, and Yu Xiaolong was in a very bad mood.
After walking a few dozen meters, Yu Xiaolong quietly turned back and lay outside the window to listen.