Yun Yi paused and said, "Are you talking about the swordsmith who wants to help me recast the Dragon-Seeking Ruler?"
"Yes."
"Why are you taking me to see him at this time? Could it be that the Xunlong Ruler has been recast?"
"not yet."
Shen Qingxue shook her head and said: "But Master Zuo Qianxun said that he wants to see you tonight. My godfather and Wang Liu have gone over. I came back to take you there."
"All right."
Yun Yi nodded. It looked like this sword-making master was quite impressive!
After nearly four hours of driving, the two arrived at the eastern suburbs of Yanjing, near the northern province, in a large mountain called Guyue Mountain.
After this four-hour drive, the road became more and more eccentric. If Shen Qingxue hadn't driven an off-road vehicle, the journey would have been difficult.
In response, Yun Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Wouldn't it be better to fly here?"
"not good."
"Why?"
Shen Qingxue pointed forward and said, "Do you know where Guyue Mountain used to be?"
"have no idea."
"This is an ancient battlefield. No one knows what kind of war happened. Anyway, when it's almost dawn, the sound of fighting on the battlefield will be heard here. It's very scary. There were monks who used to control the sky here. Flying, he was directly hit by the death energy, and died within a few days."
"So, we can't fly."
"All right."
What Yun Yi wants to say is that you can fly to a nearby place and then walk!
But when Shen Qingxue said this, it was hard for him to question her anymore.
After entering Guyue Mountain, Yun Yi clearly felt a chilling aura in the mountain. It is estimated that people with weak cultivation may be invaded by this aura at any time when entering Guyue Mountain.
Yun Yi asked: "Which swordsmith master forges swords here?"
"Yes."
Shen Qingxue nodded and said: "I was originally curious as to why a place like this was chosen for sword making? Later, my godfather explained that this was the master's style. Different swords need to be made in different places. .”
"Just like the famous fire-drawing sword in the monastic world, Master Zuo was originally forged in the crater of the volcano."
"Perhaps this is the style of a true master, which is to pursue the right time, place, and people."
Yun Yi smiled bitterly, that's true.
The more a master you are, the more you need to have your own style. If you do what others do, then you are not a master.
The two abandoned the car and headed into the mountains, chatting and laughing along the way, and the atmosphere was relatively relaxed.
"Shh, don't talk."
Yun Yi suddenly covered Shen Qingxue's mouth and whispered in her ear, "Did you hear someone speaking?"
"Um!"
Shen Qingxue made a muffled sound and nodded.
Then Yun Yi let go of his hand, and Shen Qingxue pointed to the dense forest beside her, and whispered: "That's where the sound came from."
"Yes."
Yun Yi nodded and said: "No one should have come to Gu Yue Mountain in the first place. Moreover, it is a bit unusual to appear in this mountain at this time, right?"
"It's unusual."
Shen Qingxue frowned and said, "It seems that the matter has spread."