Territory Troubled Times _ Chapter 978: Swordsmith
Inside the Mo family's mansion in Tianjian City.
Wangxin, exuding a stench, followed Lin Quan to where the attendants were.
Along the way, everything that Wangxin did made aroused disgust and strange looks from everyone. Even Lin Quan kept scolding him all the way. After all, the smell on this kid's body was really bad.
If Mo Qing hadn't told him personally, Lin Quan would have wanted to throw this person out at this moment.
I don't know who he is, but he actually returned to the mansion with the young lady and the young master, but maybe he was brought back by the young lady out of kindness. After all, Lin Quan could see Mo Qing's attitude toward Wang Xin, and he felt helpless.
Therefore, Lin Quan looked at him with eyes full of disgust and disgust.
"Boy, since you have entered the Mo Mansion, you must abide by the rules of the Mo Mansion. My name is Lin Quan, and I am the general manager of the Mo Mansion. Although you will be Master Qing's attendant from now on, an attendant is still an attendant after all, and I, Lin Quan,
You are the manager, you should know what to do, right?" Lin Quan looked at the young man in front of him with some disdain, his words full of contempt.
After Wang Xin entered the Mo Mansion, his thoughts were on Mo Qing. After entering the Mo Mansion, he felt that the atmosphere in the entire mansion was extremely depressing. Although the handymen around him looked at him strangely, they soon became clear.
There was silence again, everyone's face seemed to be full of thoughts.
"If I talk to you again, do you hear me?"
Wangxin still ignored Lin Quan's roar. Although he had forgotten himself, Mo Qing saved him. When he learned that Mo Qing was injured, he thought about when to ask what happened.
But Wang Xin's attitude completely aroused Lin Quan's anger.
"You're looking for death!" Lin Quan was furious. Although he was the manager of the handyman, the scary thing was that this guy had the strength of the Wuzong. He could tell at a glance that Wang Xin was a waste with no cultivation, and he started to take action.
It's not ambiguous at all.
If a palm falls from the hand, it will definitely kill Wang Xin.
When the servants around him saw Lin Quan taking action, they were also shocked. However, since he was the manager, beating other servants was a common occurrence. Everyone was in a cold sweat for the young man.
Wang Xin was deep in thought when he suddenly sensed danger. He pulled his head back, and Lin Quan's violent attack failed. This sudden scene stunned everyone.
Even Lin Quan himself was surprised: "How is it possible? Is it a coincidence?"
Wangxin looked at Lin Quan with a puzzled look on his face. Wasn't he going to take him to clean up? Why did he suddenly take action?
I wanted to question him, but when I thought about what Mo Qing said to me, Wangxin swallowed it back. Without his consent, I couldn't speak casually.
"Bastard, I asked you what your name was, and you dared to ignore me and seek death." Lin Quan was unwilling to give in, and punched again, the punch was thunderous, and the speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't even see it.
But to Wang Xin, Lin Quan was as slow as a turtle, and the speed of his punch seemed to slow down a hundred times before his eyes, and Wang Xin felt that he could easily block this punch.
Wang Xin's body moved involuntarily, and the sound of a heavy fist bump echoed in the ears of the crowd.
When the servants and attendants saw this scene in front of them, they were all shocked and speechless. You must know that Lin Quan is the strongest among them, otherwise he would not be able to become the general manager.
However, now, the young man stopped Lin Quan's attack with just such a gentle hand.
Lin Quan's heart sank. He actually made a fool of himself in front of a waste with no cultivation?
With so many people looking at him, he, the manager, had no face at all. But when Lin Quan wanted to punch again, he found that the young man's palm was like an iron pincer, preventing his fist from moving.
"Such a strong force? But why can't I feel any cultivation on him?" Lin Quan still wanted to struggle hard, but Wang Xin just thought about it. After adding more strength to his hand, Lin Quan had a big sweat on his forehead.
beads.
The indescribable pain made him tremble all over.
"Stop, stop, let me go, let me go." Lin Quan shouted.
"Bastard, are you mute or deaf? Let me go!" Seeing that Wang Xin didn't respond, Lin Quan suddenly kicked him, but when his leg hit Wang Xin, it was Lin Quan who screamed in pain.
Wangxin looked at Lin Quan's twisted face, and seemed to feel that he was in pain before letting go. He originally wanted to speak, but found that he had nothing to say to this guy.
Lin Quan, on the other hand, looked at him with a look of resentment. Thinking back to it, he was almost frightened. He had the strength of nine oxen with one punch, and his kick was even more merciless. Even those of the same level would have been kicked to pieces by him, but it was better now.
, his foot actually suffered a bone fracture.
What is going on with that body that is as hard as a crystal?
And everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
"Manager Lin is actually frustrated."
"What's going on with that kid? Why does he look so stupid?"
"Is he mute?"
The servants around were talking a lot, but when they saw Lin Quan making a fool of themselves, they were very happy, but they didn't show it.
But not long after, the news about the new silly boy making Mr. Lin look embarrassed quickly spread throughout the Mo Mansion.
As for Lin Quan, he could only give up the idea of repairing Wangxin today. After all, he thought this boy was very strange now. He took him to the attendant class, threw him a piece of clothing, took him to the bathing area, and told him to find him.
room and left.
Wang Xin wanted to ask him where his room was, but Lin Quan had already walked away. Wang Xin opened his mouth, but fell silent in the end.
Wangxin tidied himself up and put on the clothes of an attendant. The moment he walked out, he seemed to be a different person. Although he was wearing coarse clothes, he could not conceal his unique temperament.
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Along the way, it attracted the attention of many people in an instant.
Some of the maids' eyes were shining brightly, and they were all surprised when they looked at Wang Xin. After all, this was a completely unfamiliar face, but he was so outstanding that no one could forget him.
How could such a perfect man become a handyman in the Mo Mansion?
Wangxin naturally felt their gazes, but Wangxin quickly frowned because the Mo Mansion was so big that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
But Mo Qing told him not to speak, and the crowds along the way pointed at him. Feeling the eyes of the crowd, Wang Xin was embarrassed to ask others.
He could only walk aimlessly like this, but soon he found that the temperature around him was getting higher and higher. As he continued to move forward, he even found that the surrounding air was distorted by this.
Soon, I felt as if I was in a furnace.
Then a sonorous, sonorous clanging sound came to my ears. This sound was full of curiosity for Wang Xin.
He looked for the direction of the sound, but behind the room made of bluestone, he saw a huge furnace. No, this should be a smelting furnace.
And the smelting furnace is surrounded by furnaces of various sizes. At a glance, there are at least hundreds of them.
At this moment, someone is forging a sword.
"Hoola, hoora."
The furnace under the fire kept making sounds. The man who forged the sword was a middle-aged man. His dark skin had been burned by the flames and shone in the light of the fire.
At this moment, he was concentrating on forging the sword, and he didn't seem to notice the outsider like Wang Xin.
This was Wang Xin's first time seeing such a magical thing. The process of making a sword came into his eyes. The burly man making the sword seemed to have entered into the most critical process.
Wang Xin watched very attentively. When he came, it was the beginning of sword making, and Wang Xin remembered all the processes with just one glance. He has now entered the third process.
Wang Xin was very interested, and even sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the man forging the sword attentively.
Clang, clang.
Chen Tian saw with his own eyes that huge piece of jade from scratch, from a rhombus to a sword embryo, and from the sword embryo to a sword shape. The whole process was like the birth of a life, which made him feel strange in his heart.
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This feeling is amazing.
After entering, it was as if the heaven and earth were enveloped by him. He could even feel every inch of the Mo Mansion, and it could even extend infinitely.
What's even more magical is that Wangxin seems to be able to communicate with those stoves and establish some kind of connection. This feeling makes him feel comfortable in the pores all over his body.
He could clearly detect that the sword forged in the man's hand began to give birth to a faint spiritual consciousness. The sword that gradually took shape began to be filled with special power. It didn't take long before a pure green jade sword appeared.
This moment was born.
But this is not the end.
The man didn't seem satisfied. Suddenly, a purple flame burst out from his palm. Wang Xin didn't know what he was going to do next, but the appearance of this flame seemed to be caused by something in his body.
resonated.
But it soon calmed down.
The purple flame also suddenly grew larger and smaller. The man who made the sword frowned, but he quickly controlled the fire. Next, he quenched the entire flame on the sword body.
Wang Xin didn't know what it was, but it looked very powerful.
Purple flame patterns appeared on the green sword body, making the originally beautiful sword even more gorgeous. And when the sword was completed, the sky suddenly changed color.
The sword forged in this man's hand was actually a heavenly weapon.
Of course, Wangxin may not understand what it is now, but the process of a man forging a sword has created infinite yearning in his heart, and even the idea of making a sword has begun to take root in his heart.
"Where did the thief come from? He dared to trespass into the sword-making place of the Mo family and seek death." At this moment, a sound of shouting came from Wangxin's ears, pulling him back from that wonderful state of selflessness.
At the same time as the voice sounded, Wangxin felt the huge crisis coming from behind him.