"There is indeed a reason for asking Senior to come out." Xia Shang said calmly, "But I don't have the habit of lying to others."
Zi Lao frowned and stared at Xia Shang.
Xia Shang took out the pistol he carried with him.
Everyone looked at this dark thing with doubts.
This pistol is out of ammunition.
The first ten rounds of ammunition were used up within a year.
Although Xia and Shang had the blueprints for making bullets, they did not have the ability to make bullets.
So this pistol is just a decoration in front of you.
Xia Shang took out his pistol at this moment. On the one hand, he wanted to confirm his statement and arouse the interest of the old blacksmith; on the other hand, he also wanted to try his luck and see if he could use the old blacksmith to recreate bullets.
There are many blacksmiths in the world, and maybe there are others who know how to make bullets.
But guns are very dangerous. Both the pistol itself and the bullets require very high accuracy. Any deviation may cause the chamber to explode. If you make a mistake, you will hurt yourself.
Therefore, Xia Shang did not dare to leave such a seemingly simple thing like bullets to others to make.
Even if you are the old senior in front of you, Xia Shang, you just have the idea of giving it a try. Even if you actually make the bullet, you may not dare to try it yourself.
If there are no bullets, it's not a secret if you grab it for nothing, and it doesn't matter if you show it to others.
Zi Lao was a little suspicious: "Is this the hidden weapon that can kill the Grandmaster?"
Xia Shang nodded, and then worked for a long time before taking the pistol apart. He didn't know if he could put it back together later.
Looking at this pile of rare but rare parts, Zi Lao became even more confused: "Is it that simple?"
Xia Shang continued to nod.
"How can this be?"
How could a hidden weapon that could hurt a grandmaster be so simple? This was everyone's preconceived impression.
If just a few small things combined can harm the Grandmaster, then the Grandmaster is too weak, right?
Xia Shang explained: "There is still something missing in the soul, which is the bullet."
"Bullet? What's that again?"
"It can be understood as a bow and arrow. This pistol is a bow, but there are no matching arrows. There is a problem with gunpowder."
"I've heard of gunpowder."
"It means putting gunpowder in a small bullet and firing it through a pistol. Its power and speed are hundreds of times that of ordinary bows and arrows. Even a master can't dodge it."
"...I can't believe that such a small thing can create the power to harm the Grandmaster?"
"I've seen it!" Xue Lengxiang suddenly said.
She had seen this thing before, and had seen her master use it to hurt people, and the power was still fresh in her memory.
Hearing his daughter's words, Xue Baihe was also surprised and suspicious: "Daughter, have you seen her?"
"Not long ago, I saw something like this... its power is not exaggerated. If my daughter is hit, she will be seriously injured even if she doesn't die..."
Xue Lengxiang couldn't reveal her identity and that of her master, so she couldn't speak too carefully.
Xue Baihe still believed in his daughter because he knew that her daughter had no reason to lie to him.
After hearing this, Xue Baihe and Zi Lao's expressions became solemn.
"If Zi Lao is really interested in this thing, I can give it to Zi Lao to study on his own, and even teach Zi Lao how to make bullets. But whether it can be made depends on Zi Lao's own ability.
Already."
Zi Lao began to be a little wary: "Master Xia, it's just our first meeting. You gave me such a strange thing without asking the reason. What is your purpose?"
"What purpose can it have? I just want Zi Lao to know what it means to be ignorant of time in the mountains... When you look back at the world, everything has changed. The clever skills I have learned are changing every day, every day
New institutions appear, and if you don't experience the world, you won't know the changes in the world. Staying still will only make you regress until you are surpassed by the times. The same is true for the art of ingenuity, and the same is true for sword-making. I believe that Zi Lao has not communicated with the outside world for a long time.
I’ve been exposed to it, but the casting technique of Mingjian Villa has been suspended for more than ten years, right?”
Zi Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking.
Xia Shang continued: "In the past, Mingjian Villa was worried that the sword-making skills would bring harm to the villa. It is understandable that everyone in the villa chose to hide the sword-making skills. Now, I, the Mingjiao, guarantee the safety of Mingjian Villa. Zi Lao doesn't think about it.
Can we continue to carry forward the sword-making skills of Mingjian Villa? Of course, with Zi Lao's ability and age, there is no need to consider all kinds of false reputations, let alone the survival of Mingjian Villa. But can Zi Lao have successors with his skills? Is he willing to do so?
Will the sword-making skills of Xinjiang Famous Sword Villa be ruined from now on? Furthermore, has Zi Lao ever thought about whether a new sword-making master has appeared in the world in the past ten years or not, and whether a new sword-making technique has emerged?
As a swordsmith, has Zi Lao lost his pursuit of sword-making skills? Does he also want to prove it to swordsmiths? Does he plan to forge a magic weapon that can allow ordinary people to kill the master? I don’t have talent, I use ingenuity.
After such an achievement has been achieved in the art of swordsmithing, can it be that the art of swordsmithing cannot be completed? As the saying goes, live until you are old and learn until you are old, but any swordsmith who still has a little bit of pursuit will not choose the same life as Zi Lao."
"You!" Zi Lao's expression changed and he was almost angry.
The boy who used to talk so kindly before suddenly changed his demeanor and said so much. It turned out that he was trying to refute Zi Lao's indifferent life.
This was said in a very polite way, even with a hint of sarcasm.
Zi Lao had never heard such words in his life. He thought that regardless of how many merits he had, at least he should get some respect as a swordsmith.
"I have already said that even if it is for Famous Sword Villa, as long as you ask, it is not impossible for me to forge a weapon. Why do you need to humiliate me?"
"If it's just a few weapons, why bother bothering me? I believe that even if there are no seniors, there are still many craftsmen in the outer villa of Famous Sword Villa who can create magic weapons that can be used in hand."
"You actually compare me to those worldly blacksmiths!"
"I said that the world is changing, and the art of sword-making is also constantly changing. My predecessors may have been unparalleled in the world in sword-making more than ten years ago. Who can guarantee that my predecessors will still be ahead of the world in sword-making more than ten years later?"
"I……"
Xia Shang's question left Zi Lao unable to answer. He couldn't take the initiative to ask for a competition, right? This would be too low a price.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?"
"I am planning to create a swordsmith alliance and would like to invite Mr. Zi to be the president of the swordsmith alliance."
Zi Lao was confused: "What the hell?"
"The Swordsmiths Alliance! is an organization that brings together swordsmiths from all over the world and creates a platform where swordsmiths from all over the world can communicate and learn together. I hope that all swordsmiths can continue to learn and grow in such exchanges. At the same time, it also allows swordsmiths to
The profession of swordsmith occupies a more important position in the world and in the world, so that swordsmiths all over the world can be respected by people."