The old woman spoke very gently, as if she were making a normal request.
In fact, this is also a normal request, just to admire the sword, not to win people's love, but most people don't think of this.
After she reminded them, everyone suddenly became aware and began to look forward to it.
Since the apprentice's sword can be displayed in front of the public, why can't the master's sword be displayed?
Show us that sword too!
With everyone thinking this way, not only did their eyes show eagerness, some people even started to make a slight uproar, booing or even threatening.
For ordinary people, it is good to have an extra sword to watch the excitement. But for those charlatans who want something: does having an extra sword mean one more opportunity?
The new dark gold sword was placed on the table just now. The swordsmith was very generous and allowed everyone a chance to use it. Although there are twists and turns in it, even smart people would have guessed it - because this sword was tailor-made for the young man himself.
It was built in an extremely pure and narrow direction. I booked the swordsman early and no one else could touch it, so I pretended to be generous. But what if the master also has this generous temper?
There can’t be another sword that has an owner, right?
If it's a raw sword, whether you let it be touched or not, you can steal one while you're close, just in case - what if - you get it? Wouldn't that be pie in the sky?
With such a lucky thought, the noise below became louder and louder, gradually becoming a boiling point.
Tang Zhao frowned slightly when he saw this momentum, but he didn't care - after these few days of screening, those who have the real ability and courage to make trouble have long been screened out, and the rest are just making trouble with words.
There is no threat if he leaves it alone. The person he really cares about is Xing Ji.
Xing Ji looked at him and shook his head slightly.
Tang Zhao was startled, but Xue Xianyun himself said: "Want to see my sword? Haha - no."
As soon as the crowd's cheering stopped, a dissatisfied voice shouted: "Why? The sword has been made successfully, why don't people see it?"
"That's right, if you don't show it to others, is it fake?"
"Maybe it's a lie. He didn't succeed in forging a sword at all. He was just afraid of losing to his disciple, so he deliberately boasted that he had made a sword."
"Haha, I knew this old guy Xue Xianyun was not good..."
"Hehe," Xue Xianyun sneered first and shouted: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why? Because I don't want to. If I don't want others to see my sword, then I won't let others see it. If you doubt me, then
It's okay to doubt. You will never be a swordsmith anyway. If anyone thinks that by doubting me, you can convince yourself that Xue Xianyun is not a swordsmith and make yourself feel better, then just let your doubts go. You are deceiving yourself anyway.
It's not just one or two. You can convince each other and convince yourself that everything you saw today is fake, and I, Xue Xianyun, am also fake. As long as you feel better, who can stop you?"
"As for my sword, sooner or later there will be a swordsman, but it won't be any of you. Didn't you listen to what Azhao said? My sword's sword intention has been chosen a long time ago!" Xue Xianyun sneered, "
Whatever is yours sooner or later is yours, so don’t have any wishful thinking if it’s not yours.”
Not to mention that some people's faces turned red and white, but the old woman next to them still kept smiling and said: "Oh, so the owner of the village has already chosen a good swordsman for the sword?"
Xue Xianyun glared at this unknown old woman and snorted.
The old woman smiled and said: "It's amazing. Sword Master Tang did say just now that he learned the method of formulating sword intention from the village owner, which shows that what he said is true. Only by fully mastering the sword intention can one accurately choose the swordsman.
Can you reveal who this destined lucky guy is?"
Xue Xianyun showed displeasure, but seeing that she was a few years older than him, he didn't have an attack in front of her, so he said stiffly: "No."
The old woman did not feel dissatisfied and continued: "Can you tell me a little bit about the direction of the sword?"
Xue Xianyun wanted to throw the word "can't" to her directly, but when he met those eyes that were as calm as a deep lake, he felt a little dazed for a moment, and finally said: "There's nothing to say, it involves an ambition I have had for twenty years."
, It has been twenty years and it has never changed. If you understand it, you will naturally understand it. If you don’t understand it, I won’t tell you. If you ask me, I won’t tell you.”
There seemed to be slight ripples in the old woman's eyes. I don't know what she thought of, but she smiled and said: "That's it."
Xue Xianyun sneered. Whether he understood or not had nothing to do with others. No matter how much the old woman understood something, she still couldn't understand. It was just pretending. He had enjoyed himself to the fullest, even to the point of going too far, and was a little disappointed. He immediately left with his sleeves rolled up.
.Tang Zhao in front of the stage looked at Xing Ji again, his eyes full of doubts.
Is this person...really not arranged by you?
Why did she say all your lines and steal all your scenes?
Then you have no words below?
Xing Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly - it was indeed not arranged by me. If there are no words, then there are no words. As long as the purpose is achieved.
Xue Xianyun said loudly: "Let's stop here for the sword appreciation. I don't think anyone will question it anymore. What else has Ye Yu prepared? Is it singing and dancing? Come on, play music! Dance!"
Xue Yeyu waved his hand and the music started playing. It turned out that Zhuoyu Villa had really prepared music.
Among all the disciples of Zhuoyu Villa, only the fifth disciple Fu Qinghuan is an idler. His knowledge of Fu Shi is only average, and he does not delve into serious knowledge. He is a genius of miscellaneous talents, focusing on boring idle things, such as playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, playing, playing and singing.
She is good at writing lyrics and composing music, fighting cocks and running dogs, playing polo, eating, drinking and having fun. In music, she is good at everything from elegant music to piano and flute, and secular music to suona. She also has a group of young disciples who follow her, and they learn from her.
, specializes in learning rather than doing real work. One person learns an instrument and practices it carefully, and he can form a band.
Although Xue Xianyun usually gets very angry when he sees her enjoying herself with her disciples, she is really indispensable for the Sword Forging Conference. Many of the games in the Baiyushenghui Recreation Club outside the Guest House are her designs.
, very popular. Normally, Tang Zhao is the one who knows how to do some flower work to attract customers in the store. But in this kind of situation, Fu Qinghuan comes into play even more.
At this time, Fu Qinghuan did not choose her favorite "Lemen" disciple, but chose a young and strong disciple who was also good at martial arts and capable of self-preservation. His instrumental skills were a little inferior, but under her special training,
Together we played the newly written music "Congratulations on Casting a Sword", which was also very melodious and beautiful. I don't know whether it was because of the strong strength of these disciples with martial arts skills, or Fu Qinghuan did it intentionally, but the sound of the music was very loud, overwhelming all the sounds present. Even the people at the banquet
You can only hear them clearly by really "whispering".
In addition to the band, there are also dances and acrobatics, which are dazzling. These are all hired teams with large sums of money. Each one has special skills, and the scene becomes very lively for a while.
Twenty-one, bring the conference to the lofty stage of the banquet.
Here Tang Zhao seized the opportunity, saluted everyone, picked up his sword under countless reluctant eyes, stepped off the stage, and returned to his seat.
At this point, the most important and most likely step of the sword-making conference is over. Tang Zhao succeeded in casting the sword and was confirmed by those present. This recognition only exists among a hundred or ten people now, but with the end of the conference, these high-profile people
As soon as we get off the mountain, this recognition will spread throughout the world, and the reputation of Tang Zhao of Zhuoyu Villa should also spread throughout the world!
This is not an acknowledgment of the popularity of Fuhui in March, but an acknowledgment that truly stabilizes the position and stands the banner, as if establishing a sect - from now on, there will be a swordsmith in Zhuoyu Villa, and there will also be a swordsmith in Yunzhou.
The swordsmith!
In fact, the most dangerous moment of the sword-making competition has already passed at the foot of the mountain. After the banquet begins, there are only a few small hidden dangers. For example, some people will make things difficult while watching the sword, and some people will yell about old things, making Xue Xianyun unable to come down.
Taiwan, or the most lurking enemy will suddenly attack...
Now that the banquet has reached this point, most of the hidden dangers have been safely passed without causing any big troubles. Other minor troubles include some people trying to dance around at the banquet, making a scene while drinking, ruining the atmosphere, and the loud music.
If there is no climate, everything will develop for the better.
Now, there are only a few pet peeves hidden in Tang Zhao's heart.
Tang Zhao took the sword back to his place. He left a seat at the banquet. He did not mark a separate place, but left it near his young companion. The only place he sat at was near the front showed his status as the protagonist of the banquet.
As soon as he sat down, he was about to put the sword on the stage. Yun Xiyan next to him saw it and came over, half excited, half reproachful: "Why do you still put the sword outside? Carry it on your back."
Tang Zhao was startled and said: "Do you want to memorize it now?"
Yun Xiyan said: "Of course, this is your sword, right? After you made the sword, you tried to hold it, right? And then you got its response, right?"
Tang Zhao nodded.
Yun Xiyan said: "Yes, from that moment on you are already a swordsman. Regardless of the sect, there is a 'sword-carrying ceremony', and what complicated etiquette you have to go through before you can carry the sword. Those are all false rituals, you
You can do it if you want, but in private you can pick up the sword early, carry the sword a moment earlier, and understand the sword a moment earlier, maybe one day earlier you will realize the sword to the point where "the metal and the stone are open", the long sword is unsheathed, and become
He’s a swordsman now! Let’s seize the day.”
Seeing that Tang Zhao was still a little confused, Yun Xiyan said: "That's right, you didn't prepare the sword belt on your back. I remember that I still have the one on me, so I'll give it to you first." After that, he rummaged through the bag and pulled it out.
There seemed to be something like a tendon with a satin pad attached to it, and he said, "It should be suitable. Although you are still growing, I am taller than you, so it will be fine if you tighten it a little."
Tang Zhao was amused, but also a little grateful, and said hurriedly: "Sister, there's no need to be busy, I..."
At this moment, Xue Yeyu ran from the side, grabbed him without any reason, and said with a smile: "You are still sitting here, you have something to do. Come, follow me to meet the second senior brother."