Every time Chang Shisan went out, Lin Xun would hold this sword in his arms.
But this was the first time he pulled Mo Yang out of the scabbard.
The blood-red lines shone in the sunlight. Lin Xun stared at the sword body. Mo Yang was like a handsome young man in the sword. Calmness and wildness coexisted. The graceful sword body made people look fascinated, but also attracted by its bloodthirsty.
My true nature suddenly woke up.
The hilt of the sword was held in his hand. Such weight made Lin Xun's heart surge.
How many people will have the opportunity to touch this peerless sword?
Not only can Lin Xun see him every day, but today he can also dance with him himself.
Indescribable excitement surged from his heart, and Lin Xun looked at it solemnly, feeling extremely satisfied.
The branch in Chang Shisan's hand was about to move: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Otherwise, why don't you go back and take a shower and change clothes before coming back?"
Lin Xun: "Okay, okay!"
"Whoosh!" There was a sound of branches hitting Lin Xun, and Chang Shisan scolded: "I asked you to do it again, why do you have to work so hard!"
"Ouch!" Lin Xun shouted.
"Whoosh" came again. Chang Shisan: "You still dare to hide, you hide again!"
Lin sought mercy: "Master, I was wrong, oh! I feel so bad, Master..."
"Whoosh"
Chang Shisan: "It's day by day, why do you have to work so hard!"
Ever since he accepted Lin Xun as his apprentice, Chang Shisan had to speak more words every day.
Lin Xun kept calling his master from morning to night, either in a daze or forgetting what he had told him. Why was he working so hard?!
Lin Xun panicked and yelled: "Master! Xun'er will do it again soon, please stop! It hurts, it hurts!"
Chang Shisan threw the branch in his hand into the distance: "Hurry up!!"
Lin Xun rubbed the area on his body where he had been beaten by branches, and quickly lifted Mo Yang
The blade of the sword cut through the air, making a rustling sound.
Lin Xun's figure was sharp and he gradually merged with Mo Yang.
As expected, only Mo Yang was the most suitable for the sword technique Chang Shisan taught Lin Xun.
The combination of hardness and softness, the sword and man became one. The uncomfortable feeling in his heart disappeared instantly with the power that Mo Yang exerted in Lin Xun's hands.
However, Mo Yang's one is unique.
Finding a sword like Mo Yang's would be even harder than reaching the sky.
Chang Shisan couldn't give Mo Yang to Lin Xun. After all, Mo Yang was his closest "other brother".
It seems that the only way to find a famous craftsman is to make one for Lin Xun. But it is almost impossible to reach the level of Mo Yang Sword. Mr. Dongyang has been unable to match it for many years.
Among all the swordsmiths in the world, I have never heard of anyone who can achieve Mr. Dongyang's achievements.
Even if it is possible to find a good sword for Lin that can achieve the performance of Mo Yang Sword nine times out of ten, it is still not an easy task.
The Yuanyang Sword that Lin Xun longed for was a famous sword that was unparalleled in the world, but after all, it was slightly different from Lin Xun's kung fu.
Lin Xun completed a set of sword skills from beginning to end once again.
Although he was so unfamiliar with Mo Yang, Mo Yang seemed to be so in tune with him.
He finally understood why the master always looked so "soft and beautiful" every time he danced. The sword is like the body. If the integration of man and sword reaches the extreme, then man and sword will become very similar. No matter it is
Moves, or character.
Lin Xun put Mo Yang back into the scabbard.
Chang Shisan asked: "How do you feel?"
Lin Xun: "What a sword!"
Chang Shisan: "Do you like it?"
Lin Xun nodded without thinking: "I like it!"
Chang Shisan: "Since you like it, then become your teacher."
Lin Xun said hurriedly: "Send, send, give it to Xun'er??"
Chang Shisan couldn't believe it and instantly gave him a roll of his eyes: "...Haha, how is that possible?"
Lin Xun pouted, hum, come to think of it: How could the master give away the Mo Yang Sword?
Lin Xun: "Then what does Master want?"
Chang Shisan: "Looking for one for you, find the best swordsmith. I can only give it a try. I don't know how well I can do it as Mo Yang, but I will try my best."
Lin Xun: "Master, who is the best swordsmith?"
Xu Mengchang, a master swordsmith, is known as the "Plain Clothes Craftsman". The knife that Chang Shisan gave to Wang Cibei in order to save Kang Ruoxue who was trapped in Wuhu Villa was Xu Mengchang's masterpiece.
Xu Mengchang's master is named Qiu Zimei, and he is already in his sixties.
As early as two years ago, Qiu Zimei announced that he would seal the sword from now on. The price of Mr. Qiu's sword, which is hard to find, is already worth a lot of money. The value of Mr. Qiu's sword, which is circulated in the world, has tripled in value after he sealed it.
price.
Is it possible to ask Mr. Qiu to make swords again? Besides, the old gentleman is so old that he really can’t bear to bother with it.
Chang Shisan was dedicated to making a special sword for Lin Xun. Naturally, he could not look down on any other swordsmiths.
Chang Shisan: "Xun'er, have you ever heard of the name Qiu Zimei?"
Lin Xun: "Qiu Zimei? Of course I've heard of it! My father's Fuliu sword is his masterpiece! Does the master want to find him? It's too exaggerated. My father stayed at Qiu's house for half a month for that sword.
I just begged for it out of shame."
Lin Ping's Fuliu Sword was indeed made by Qiu Zimei.
Chang Shisan: "What did your father tell you?"
Lin Xun: "What else?"
Chang Shisan: "Your father is really, really embarrassed to tell you such a thing."
Lin Xun glanced at him and said, "Master, Xun'er noticed a habit of yours."
Chang Shisan: "Huh?"
Lin Xun stood in front of Chang Shisan: "You especially like to ridicule me and my father!"
Ahem, it seems to be true. In Chang Shisan's eyes, the Lin family are all like this. Lin Ping and Lin Xun are both the best among "unreasonable". They are his nemesis.
Chang Shisan raised his eyebrows slightly: "...Qiu Zimei is living in Zhangjiazhuang now, so she has to wait until she returns."
Lin Xun: "Master, please change the subject!"
Chang Shisan didn't know whether it was because Lin Xun had made great progress, Chang Shisan felt happy, or because he was becoming more and more dependent on this young apprentice. At this time, he really wanted to joke with Lin Xun.
Chang Shisan: "Well, changing the subject, what's wrong?"
His subtext is "I admit it, but you can't do anything to me."
Lin Xun was stunned. He couldn't tell whether Chang Shisan was joking with him on purpose or if he really said such a thing unintentionally. After all, Chang Shisan would never joke with him.
However, even if it was a joke, Lin Xun couldn't do anything about it.
The two walked back to the center of the main helm from the martial arts arena.
On the way, Lin Xun asked: "Master, when you get back, Xun'er invites you to be a guest at Fuliu Villa."
Chang Shisan didn't even think about it: "I won't go."
Lin Xun: "Why, isn't my father your uncle? Shouldn't you often visit his old man? I haven't seen you come to the door all year round. My father wants to pick out your gifts!"