The small village where Zhang Si lived was hidden in the mountains, and the road was rugged and difficult to navigate. Zhan Chen followed him around and around until he reached the depths of the dense forest. Suddenly, his eyes opened up. A small village appeared in an inconspicuous hillside.
There are only a hundred households in the village, with peaches and plums planted everywhere and fallen flowers in colorful colors, it really looks like a paradise.
A strange look flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes. Such a place is really suitable for an expert to live in seclusion. He saw Xiaosi on the side being extremely excited, so he asked casually: "Xiaosi, you seem to be very excited."
Well, I haven't been home for more than half a month.
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Our family is so poor that our brothers are all looking for odd jobs in the town to make money. My fifth brother is very talented in martial arts. Only after we save enough money can we send him to a martial arts gym.
After hearing this, Zhan Chen's eyes couldn't help but get a little wet, and he said: Take me to your Uncle Li immediately. If I really ask for the sword, I will give you a large sum of money, enough to save the six of you brothers.
All go to the martial arts gym
Zhang Si's eyes were filled with excitement and hope.
Well, Zhan Chen looked at him kindly and nodded with a smile.
So the two walked into the village and came to a dilapidated house. In the distance, they heard a series of rhythmic and sweet sounds of hammers hitting iron tools.
Zhan Chen was filled with excitement and hurriedly stepped forward. He had never seen what it was like to forge a sword.
When I got closer, I saw the door of this room open. Inside, an unkempt and unkempt young man was holding a hammer high and concentrating on tapping a sword model in his hand. He didn't notice anyone coming around.
Zhan Chen was mesmerized immediately, staring at the movements of his hands, because he could see that every time the opponent struck the sword mold, he was full of exquisite force control, and he had been involved in martial arts for many years, so naturally
You can see the effort involved.
This young man's martial arts attainments must definitely be above his own, but his cultivation level is only at the level of a martial arts master, and has not yet reached the realm of a martial arts master. Zhan Chen suddenly felt that the mountains were higher than the others.
Ashamed.
At this time, Zhang Si wanted to say hello to the sword-making young man, but was stopped by Zhan Chen.
Zhang Si immediately understood and followed him closely to watch the young man forge the sword, not daring to make any sound.
At this moment, a discordant voice came from the other side: You are Li Aoyun
Zhan Chen and Zhang Si looked around and saw a well-dressed young man walking towards him, gently waving his folding fan. But like Zhan Chen, he also had high-level martial arts training. Behind him, there was a white-haired man.
old man.
Zhan Chen's eyes were immediately attracted by the old man behind the young master. His cultivation was not clear, but there was an explosive power hidden in every move and every move he made.
This old man is a powerful martial artist. He was secretly wary in his heart that he would not be wrong. Now he is even more sure that the young man in front of him is the Li Aoyun he is looking for. The fact that your young master can come to this deep mountain to ask for a sword also shows that he is
identity.
Li Aoyun did not answer the noble master's words and continued to hit the sword embryo with the hammer.
The noble young master shouted impatiently: Are you Li Aoyun? I want to ask you a question?
Li Aoyun then raised his head and glanced at him, and said something out of his mouth: I don't want anyone to disturb me while I'm making the sword.
Haha, okay, I'm here today to ask you to make a sword. Please give me a price. The noble man seems to be quite generous.
Li Aoyun glanced at him and said: 250 pieces of middle-grade Yuan Stone.
Why do you really think I am worth 250 pieces of middle-grade Yuan Stone? That young man suddenly screamed strangely.
Zhang Si on the other side was holding back his laughter with all his strength.
Humph, you dare to be unreasonable to our young master. At this time, the old man beside the young master walked up to Li Aoyun and glared at him. The powerful aura of a powerful warrior burst out.
Even Zhan Chen, who was standing far away, felt a strong pressure coming towards him, let alone Li Aoyun who was facing him directly.
However, Li Aoyun, who was only in the Dzogchen realm of martial arts, stared calmly into the old man's eyes, refused to give in, and said slowly: I said, not one of the 250 middle-grade Yuan stones should be missing.
Boy, are you so arrogant that you are not afraid of me taking action? The old man said coldly.
Li Aoyun didn't show any fear at all.
Mr. Yun, teach me a lesson. The young master behind the old man shouted again.
Boy, the Young Master has ordered me to give you some color, but don’t blame me for taking action. After speaking, Mr. Yun directly raised his fist, and with a huge force of ten thousand kilograms, he punched Li Aoyun in the chest as fast as a bullet.
Like shooting cannonballs.
Zhan Chen only saw the movement of him raising his hand, and could not see how he threw that punch at all. His pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly. Li Aoyun was in danger. If he was hit by such a punch, he would either die or be injured. With the martial arts master's strength
Ability cannot be avoided at all
However, the next scene gave Zhan Chen a stronger mental impact. Li Aoyun stretched out his palm like electricity and calmly faced the opponent's fist.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Mr. Yun's mouth, as if he had seen Li Aoyun's bones being smashed to pieces by him.
There was only a muffled sound as the fist and the palm came into contact. The imagined sound of broken bones did not appear, but Li Aoyun's palm had firmly grasped Mr. Yun's fist at this time.
Everyone present except Li Aoyun had shocked expressions on their faces.
Mr. Yun even shouted in disbelief: Li Aoyun, you have hidden your cultivation.
Li Aoyun just smiled slightly after hearing this and said: Old man, why do I need to hide my cultivation? What you see is my true cultivation.
No, I will never believe that a martial artist from Dzogchen can compete with a junior martial artist. If my strength is twice yours, what tricks did you play?
At this time, Li Aoyun looked at him seriously and said: You are wrong, I didn't play well at all. Your power is far greater than mine, but I used my skill to neutralize your power, that's all.
Being beaten down by a junior whose cultivation level was much lower than his own, the old man felt a little ashamed and stood there in a daze for a moment.
Why are you still coming? Li Aoyun took a step closer to them.
The noble young master behind Mr. Yun looked at the proud Li Aoyun and felt a sense of fear in his heart. He couldn't help shouting: Mr. Yun, let's go. This Li Aoyun is too evil. After saying that, he slipped away with his tail between his legs.
Already.
Only then did Mr. Yun come back to his senses and hurriedly called out: "Master, wait a minute." Then I hurriedly followed him and left.
But this scene was deeply imprinted in the mind of Zhan Chen who was standing aside. At this moment, it seemed that he was still replaying the scene repeatedly in his eyes, where Li Aoyun used his flesh palm to catch the powerful blow of the powerful Wu Zun.
Is this a genius? Is this a cross-level challenge? A martial artist crossing a level to fight against the Martial Lord was almost a fantasy in Zhan Chen's mind. But today, right here, a young man not a few years older than him performed it for him.
This shocking scene made his heart unable to calm down for a long time.
With the strength of a martial artist, Wu Zun can defeat him. Maybe I can do it too. Zhan Chen's heart fluctuated violently and he clenched his fists tightly. Maybe his revenge time will be greatly advanced.
At this time, I heard the waiter next to me call: Uncle Li
Li Aoyun turned around and looked at Xiaosi, with a rare smile on his cold face, and asked: Xiaosi, I saw you coming, who is this person?
Having said this, he looked at Zhan Chen.
Xiaosi introduced: This senior is here to ask for a sword.
Li Aoyun glanced at Zhan Chen and said: I just said that if you want me to make a sword, you must first pay 250 pieces of middle-grade Yuan Stone. This is my price, and it is the same for everyone.
250 pieces of mid-grade Yuan Stone, this price is five times the price of those large sword-making workshops in the market. No wonder so few people come here to cast swords with him. The price is too outrageous. At this moment, Zhan Chen is also hesitating to buy.
Don't spend such a high price to forge this sword, not to mention that he didn't know how much more powerful the sword Li Aoyun forged would be than those sword-forging pavilions.
At this time, the clever Zhang Si saw Zhan Chen in trouble and said coquettishly to Li Aoyun: Uncle Li, the price you want is too high. For my sake, can you make it cheaper?
Oh, you also learned how to bargain with me. A smile appeared on Li Aoyun's stern face again.
This senior has been very kind to me, so why don't you be a little bit cheaper? As Zhang Si said, he pulled Li Aoyun's clothes and begged.
Li Aoyun was obviously helpless towards him. He glanced at Zhan Chen and said: Okay, for Zhang Si's sake, I will lower the price for you, 200 pieces of medium-grade Yuan Stone, no more. Do you want it?
Zhan Chen weighed it again and again, gritted his teeth and said: OK, I want this sword, 200 yuan for 200 yuan, here it is for you.
After he finished speaking, he directly took out 200 pieces of middle-grade Yuan Stone from the Qiankun Bag and handed it to Li Aoyun, but his heart ached.
Li Aoyun was stunned when he saw him so cheerful and asked: Are you relieved that you will hand over the Yuan Stone to me so quickly?
Zhan Chen stared at him for a while and then said: I trust you, give me a good sword.
As expected, Li Aoyun is obviously a person of temperament and likes Zhan Chen's generous spirit.
What kind of sword do you need, including the attributes, specifications, and decorations of the sword? Just ask, I will try my best to make it, he said to Zhan Chen again.
Zhan Chen hesitated for a moment. He didn't have much research on the details, so he said: I need a metal long sword. As for other aspects, let Brother Li use it to his fullest.
Ten days later, when you come to get the sword, Li Aoyun said nothing and turned around to go back to the house.
Wait until Zhan Chen suddenly shouted.
So, Li Aoyun turned around and asked: Why is there anything else to add or explain? He thought Zhan Chen had thought of some new request.
Zhan Chen smiled slightly, but asked: Can I stay and watch you forge swords?