Looking at the flying phoenixes of the word "fireman", Qin Feng nodded. He could see that Qin Bing had a profound attainment in calligraphy. If placed in the outside world, he would definitely be a master of calligraphy. Compared to his own teacher, he was probably
Not to mention too much.
"Qin Feng, let's go in!"
Qin Jun stepped into the courtyard, turned around and said with a smile: "Old Zheng is very good at blacksmithing. He is famous among the five major clans. People often come here to ask him to help make weapons..."
The so-called blacksmith shop is actually a shed set up in this yard. A middle-aged man in his forties is sweating like rain and swinging a hammer, while a young man of eighteen or nineteen is sitting on the ground pulling.
Wind the bellows.
"Master, why are you here?"
Seeing Qin Feng walking into the yard, Zhang Hu and Jin Xuan came forward to greet him. However, the blacksmith didn't even raise his head. He hammered the iron block held by the pliers in his hand with great concentration.
"Qin Feng, what are you holding in your hand?" Zhang Xiaotian, who was sitting on the side, stood up from his chair when he saw Qin Feng and the others coming in.
"Come and take a look, I haven't seen this kind of craftsmanship before."
Qin Feng waved his hands to a few people, looked at the blacksmith's hands, and said: "I just walked by the calligraphy and painting shop and bought a calligraphy and painting. Let's talk about it when we go back..."
The blacksmith has no clothes on his upper body, his muscles are bulging, and the action of striking the iron shows an unusual strength and beauty.
"What's there to see?" Jinxuan muttered and said, "Master, I've been bored to death after watching him play iron all morning..."
"Jinxuan, I'm making weapons for you!"
Qin Feng laughed when he heard this, and said to Qin Shan, who was accompanying Zhang Xiaotian and his grandchildren: "Third brother, how long does it take to make a weapon?"
Qin Shan glanced at the busy blacksmith and said, "Old Zheng used ancient sword-making techniques. It will probably take at least three days to complete this short sword."
"No, it will take five days!"
Before Qin Shan finished speaking, Blacksmith Zheng stopped the hammer in his hand and threw the strip-shaped iron block into the water. Suddenly, a puff of smoke rose from the pool.
Raising his head, Blacksmith Zheng looked at Qin Shan and said: "This steel ingot itself is made of thousands of steel. It is hard enough, but it is too strong and easy to break. I need to add some fine gold!"
"Old Zheng, I don't understand this, I just listen to you!" As a master blacksmith, there are only a few in this space, so Qin Shan was very polite when talking to Blacksmith Zheng.
"The steel is good steel, but there is too little!"
Blacksmith Zheng took the cooled iron out of the water and said: "If the length can be one meter, I can make a sword that is no worse than Longquan Tai'a..."
Blacksmith Zheng has been making iron all his life, but he has never seen this kind of steel. If Zhang Hu hadn't brought it from Qin Shan, he would have even thought of swallowing the steel ingot and studying it.
"Could it be good steel?"
Qin Feng curled his lips when he heard this. The steel used in the most important parts of the ship is all special steel. It is definitely overkill for swords.
"Lord Qin Jun, and this little brother..." Blacksmith Zheng swung the hammer again and said, "You don't have to wait here. After the hammering is done, I will have someone send it to the government office!"
"Okay. Lao Zheng, I'll leave it to you!"
Qin Shan had long been bored in this blacksmith shop. After hearing what Blacksmith Zheng said, he said to Qin Jun: "Second brother, let's go back first..."
"Well. I just want to go back and take a look at Qin Feng's painting."
Qin Jun nodded and had no objection when he saw Qin Feng. He immediately walked towards the courtyard gate. However, before he reached the courtyard gate, a group of seven or eight people came in from outside.
"Hey, are they two seniors from Qin?" A somewhat frivolous voice came from the crowd. Although he was calling seniors, there was not much respect in his tone.
"A member of the Zhao family?"
When Qin Jun heard this, he stopped, looked behind the young man who led him, and said in an unhappy tone: "Zhao Yiyuan, if you don't stay well in your Zhao family, what are you doing with my Qin family?"
"Can't you, Mrs. Qin, come?"
A man stood up behind the young man who led the team and said, "The conference of five tribes will be held soon. I am participating on behalf of the Zhao family. Could it be that your Qin army wants to drive me out?"
The man who spoke was in his mid-thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, very stocky, with bulging temples and gleaming eyes. He didn't take Qin Jun seriously at all.
"Who are they?" Qin Feng asked Qin Shan in a low voice.
"No one from the Zhao family is good!" Qin Shan said angrily. His voice was already rough, and everyone in the courtyard could hear his voice.
"Qin Shan, others are afraid of you three brothers of the Qin family, but I am not afraid..." Zhao Yiyuan sneered: "As long as Qin Bing doesn't take action, you two brothers are no match for me at all. Don't show off your power in front of me..."
"What did you say?" Qin Shan couldn't hold back his anger and took a step forward to take action.
"Lao San, don't get along with them."
Qin Jun grabbed his younger brother, frowned and said, "Zhao Yiyuan, you are going to attend the Five Clans Conference, what are you doing in Tianyun City?"
"What a joke, Uncle Yuan, can't we, the Zhao family, come to Yuncheng today?" Before Qin Jun could finish his words, the young man at the head laughed loudly.
"Wangzhi, who are you?"
Qin Jun's eyes widened. He could tolerate Zhao Yiyuan because he was no match for Zhao Yiyuan, but Qin Jun couldn't bear the fact that a young man dared to be presumptuous in front of him.
"My name is Zhao Tianyu!" The young man snorted coldly and said, "I have long heard that the Qin family is arrogant and domineering. When I saw it today, it turned out to be so..."
"Huh? The youngest son of the head of the Zhao family?" After hearing Zhao Tianyu's words, Qin Jun's expression became solemn. He had heard of Zhao Tianyu's name.
Zhao Tianyu is twenty-four years old this year and is very famous in the Zhao family. He was promoted to Ming Jin when he was eighteen years old. There are rumors that Zhao Tianyu has already reached the threshold of An Jin.
"Zhao Tianyu? What's so great about it?"
Unlike Qin Jun, who had a solemn look on his face, Qin Shan laughed directly. Before today, he might have been surprised by Zhao Tianyu's martial arts talent, but with Qin Feng in front of him, who would dare to say that he
Is he a martial arts genius?
"What did you say?" Zhao Tianyu's face suddenly turned gloomy when he heard Qin Shan's laughter.
"Tianyu, don't talk nonsense to them, we are here to make weapons!"
Being on the territory of the Qian family, Zhao Yiyuan did not dare to be too arrogant. He raised his hand to stop Zhao Tianyu and said, "Qin Jun, if you have the ability to speak on the stage at the Five Clans Exchange Conference..."
Zhao Yiyuan is thirty-eight years old this year and has excellent talent in martial arts. He entered Anjin at the age of thirty-two and was the first among the five major clans at that time.
What’s even more frightening is that when Zhao Yiyuan participated in the Five Clans Conference for the first time at the age of thirty-five, he defeated several dark power masters from other families and won a good ranking for the Zhao family. At that time, he was
It has only been three years since I reached the Anjin realm.
Now three years have passed. Zhao Yiyuan asked himself that among the five tribes' Anjin cultivation people, no one can be his opponent anymore. Zhao Yiyuan has long considered the first place in the five tribes conference to be in his pocket.
thing.
"Huh, be careful when the time comes and you won't be able to find Bei..." Qin Jun sneered and couldn't help but glance at Qin Feng. No matter how powerful Zhao Yiyuan was, could he still beat Qin Feng who was half-strength?
Not successful?
"What's the use of talking about being awesome?"
Zhao Tianyu curled his lips and walked straight past Qin Jun and others. He came to Blacksmith Zheng and said, "Blacksmith, I will give you three kilograms of fine steel and help me make a sword..."
Some time ago, a lot of steel fell from the sky, and some fell on the Zhao family's territory. The best naturally fell into the hands of the clan leader.
However, Zhao's sword-making skills were far inferior to Qin's, so Zhao Tianyu could only come to Tianyun City and let the master-level blacksmith Zheng help him make weapons.
"I'm not free now!" Zheng Tiejiang said without looking back: "Come back in three days..."
"Hmm? Three days? I don't have time to wait."
Zhao Tianyu, who is used to giving orders in the clan, his face darkened and he said: "Put down what you are doing and make weapons for me first. Just ask how much you want..."
After hearing Zhao Tianyu's threatening words, Blacksmith Zheng stopped, turned back and said, "Sorry, those guests came first, I can't beat you until I beat them!"
"You..." Zhao Tianyu had never been rejected like this before, and he was about to get angry, but he was stopped by his clan uncle.
"Tiejiang Zheng, can we discuss this?"
Zhao Yiyuan knew that the blacksmith in front of him should not be insulted lightly, otherwise when he asked for weapons in the future, if he messed up a little bit, he would lose more than he gained.
“First come, first served!”
Blacksmith Zheng replied harshly. His ancestor was originally an official in the royal family who supervised the casting of weapons. After the Qin capital was broken, he lived in Tianyun City and opened this blacksmith shop. Naturally, he had no good impressions of the major clans.
"Is that so?"
After hearing what Zheng Blacksmith said, Zhao Tianyu's eyes rolled around in circles, he turned back to look at Qin Feng and others, and said, "The thing he hit belongs to you, right?"
"What's going on?" Zhang Hu had already disliked Zhao Tianyu, so he stood up and said, "Didn't you hear what Master Zheng said, I asked you to come back in three days..."
"Master, I'm very busy. I won't have time in three days."
Zhao Tianyu suddenly changed his smile and said: "I see that you are also fighting with swords. You must be martial arts practitioners. Otherwise, except for the two senior Qin, you can choose anyone at will. As long as he can defeat me, I, Zhao
How about turning around and leaving?"
Zhao Tianyu is a scheming person. He has been sizing up the people on Qin Jun's side since he entered the courtyard.
After some inspection, Zhao Tianyu found that apart from the Qin brothers, the rest were either teenage boys or Qin Feng, a young man who looked a bit weak, and they should not be his opponents.
That's why Zhao Tianyu spoke provocatively. If he could lose the Qin family's face on the Qin family's territory, he would surely be praised by his father when he returned to the family.
"And him..."
Before Zhao Tianyu finished speaking, Zhao Yiyuan pointed at Zhang Xiaotian with his finger. His nephew could not tell Zhang Xiaotian's cultivation level, but he could see it at a glance. He was clearly a master in the dark realm.
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