The small talisman seal looks like a small private seal, with a small axe on it, and a small seal carved at the square below, with countless strange runes embedded in it, and there is a faint light emerging, which is very interesting.

This thing is neither metal, nor iron, nor wood, nor stone. When you touch it in your hand, it is as gentle as jade, and it has a bit more flexible.

It looked like it was not an ordinary thing, so the little carpenter just left it in his hand. At this moment, he heard Li Mengsheng ask and handed it over.

Li Mengsheng took it, looked at the small seal script for a while, then read it slowly, "Lu, Ban... Secret, Tibetan?"

The little carpenter asked, "What is this?"

Li Mengsheng smiled and said, "This thing seems to have the world in the sleeve, the means of hiding Sumeru in mustard seeds, but there are a lot of restrictions inside, and it is really difficult to determine for a while."

The little carpenter got Li Mengsheng's green gourd and was willing to repay him. Seeing that he was so interested in this thing, he said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

When he was with him, Li Mengsheng always had a smile on his face. When he heard this, he smiled and shook his head and said, "What I like is the ban above, just like a puzzle game, which is very attractive to me; as for this thing itself, first, I don't lack Maoshan, and secondly, it is also a treasure of your Luban teaching, so it's not the same thing as me holding it - so, give it to me, when I have time for two days, I will help you to study the ban properly, and then I will give it to you..."

He put away the small talisman seal, then handed the broken knife to the little carpenter, and said, "I just asked someone to ask me. I know a master who repairs magic weapons. This person is known as the "Iron King of Jinling". It should be no problem to repair your knife. Thank you for your hard work today and you are injured, so I will go back and rest first. I will ask someone to take you to finish the knife tomorrow."

The little carpenter took the knife and expressed his gratitude. Then he glanced at Zhang Qiming underground, hesitated for a moment, and asked Li Mengsheng: "What should we do with these people?"

Li Mengsheng shook his head and said, "I don't know, I should hand it over to the local official in Jinling, right?"

The little carpenter did not ask any more questions, and the man named Mei Yuan ran over and called the little carpenter and several injured people next to him to return to the dyeing workshop.

Because Xiao Tao, Hai Ji, Wei Xiaohua and others went to pursue the battle, the little carpenter was a little bored and returned to the dyeing workshop.

After the doctor helped to see the injury, he went to take a simple shower and then fell asleep.

I had no dreams all night, and he got up the next morning, but still didn't see anyone he knew.

While having breakfast, he asked Zhangguan Tong from the dyeing cloth shop and learned that although Dong Wangguan had been sentenced yesterday, the matter was not finished and there were still many things to deal with, so the few people he knew really had no time to do for a while.

Fortunately, after dinner, Mei Yuan came over.

He told the little carpenter that Li Mengsheng was busy and could not come here in person, so he asked him to come and lead the way and took him to the Iron King of Jinling.

The Iron King of Jinling was in the western suburbs. Mei Yuan got a carriage and took the little carpenter to the western suburbs. On the way, the little carpenter heard Mei Yuan talk about all the things that happened last night to today, and talked about Jinling and surrounding gangs, sects and celebrities' reactions to Maoshan's killing of Dong Wangguan last night...

Mei Yuan was very proud of his words and deeds, and from his description, it can be felt that Maoshan’s appearance yesterday was simply a thunderclap, which directly exploded his fame.

Before, the name of Maoshan was circulating in the world, but the mountain gate was closed and few people knew about it.

Today, Maoshan's reputation seems to have emerged from nowhere, and everyone is amazed by it.

I went around and walked around until I arrived at the place in the afternoon, which was a small village in the western suburbs.

The Tiewang of Jinling lived on a stream north of the village. Before Meiyuan could get close to him, he was excited when he saw the tall water truck in the distance. He said, "It's there."

The little carpenter looked up and saw a group of buildings beside the stream. In addition to the waterwheel, he could also see iron stoves and black smoke and dust...

It looks like a good blacksmith's workshop.

When I arrived at the door, I saw about a dozen stoves in the open courtyard, and a group of strong men with bare shirtless and tendons were knocking and beating there. An old man with his left eye blind walked around in front of the people with his hands behind his back, stopped in front of a stove from time to time, pointed at the man who was thundering and cursing.

The man looked fierce, but when he was scolded by this one-eyed old man, he was like an angry young wife, and he didn't dare to say a word.

The little carpenter guessed that the one-eyed old man should be what Li Mengsheng called the Iron King of Jinling.

Sure enough, Mei Yuan brought him to the one-eyed old man, politely called "Iron King", then took out a letter of introduction from his arms and handed it to the old man.

The one-eyed old man had a bad temper. When he saw these two outsiders coming over, his eyes wide as big as a bull's eye. Fortunately, he read the letter of introduction and learned that he had gone to Maoshan. He was a little polite. He did not get angry, but said, "Mengsheng told me about your affairs, did you bring the knife?"

The little carpenter nodded and politely presented the broken knife.

The Iron King of Jinling took the sheathed knife, grabbed the handle, pulled it out suddenly, squinted his eyes and looked at it, then squinted his eyes and said, "Huh..."

The little carpenter bowed and asked, "Iron King, what's wrong?"

The Iron King of Jinling pulled out the broken knife, played it for a while, and then said, "Your knife probably has some origin, right?"

The little carpenter nodded, saying that's right.

He also said the origin of this sword and the previous master. The Iron King of Jinling gently flicked the blade face with his right index finger, and then said: "Look at the pattern and light on your sword face, it should have been cultivated. Why? When the knife was broken, it was destroyed?"

The little carpenter said no, and used something else for me to put it away temporarily.

When the Iron King of Jinling heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your sword is indeed good, but the most wonderful thing is that the spirit inside has already taken shape, and it seems that it should be used for you. If it is destroyed, it would be a pity."

Then he asked again: "I heard that your knife was broken when you fought with Dong Wangguan's beast?"

Of course, this is not accurate. The one who broke the knife was the King of Laws, Xinjiang.

However, the little carpenter tried his best to say vaguely: "That's right, I'm just a fight. The one who really took Dong Wangguan's life was the head of Maoshan, Taoist Xu Qing."

The originally stiff face of the Iron King of Jinling suddenly showed a passionate smile.

He stretched out his calloused right hand and patted the little carpenter's shoulder heavily, saying, "You guy, let alone hit him, those who have the courage to fight Dong Wangguan, are all good things, I'm better off. Come on, I will not only give you free repairs, but also give you a stronger knife...

The people of Jinling have suffered from Wang Guan for a long time, and countless people hate him, so with this title, the little carpenter has received a lot of preferential treatment.

The old man led the little carpenter and Mei Yuan into the shed, placed the broken knife on the iron rack, and then asked the little carpenter about his expectations and thoughts about the broken knife. The little carpenter was naturally confused and said that it would be enough to use it.

The old man was serious and said to him: "The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers. It has hundreds of styles. It has eight methods. Each method has its own advantages. Sweep, chop, pluck, pluck, sweep, kill, and break. Each method is of particular importance. Only when I understand your real needs can I make the sword that suits you the most. If there is a little mistake, you will fight with others in the future. Such a little deviation may take your life and life..."

The little carpenter was a little surprised: "There are so many more words?"

The Iron King said, "Of course, not only that, this sword must have a spirit, but also needs a blood sacrifice."

The little carpenter asked: "What is a blood sacrifice?"

The Iron King said: "It is to use the life of living beings, blood and spirit to sacrifice. On the day the weapon is completed, the creatures will be destroyed, and this thing has spirituality. The great sword-making master at that time even used his own blood and life to sacrifice his swords to achieve great things. But firstly, you already have the spirit of the weapon, so there is no need to be such a trouble. Secondly, even if you have needs, I am not good at it, so I can only ask another junior brother to do it..."

The little carpenter sighed and said that he could not have thought that there were so many statements here.

The Iron King smiled and said, "Of course, Mengsheng has tried his best to do your business - look at what's there?"

The little carpenter followed the Iron King's hand and saw an eight-petal round melon hammer piled up in the corner.

He looked at it carefully and found that it was one of the double hammers used by Dong Wangguan.

The Iron King said: "The golden gourd hammer of Dong Wangguan was made of Wang Ye, a native of Wuling, and was made of iron from the sky. On the day of the furnace, eighteen children were used for the sacrifice of life. It was quite magical. Now that others are dead, this thing has been left behind. It is also a magic weapon. Mengsheng specially sent someone to send it to you for the purpose of finishing the knife."

After saying that, he took out another drawing and looked at the little carpenter: "Mengsheng has also made a complete set of plans for you. If I finish the rough embryo, he will give you a talisman."

The Iron King asked the little carpenter to demonstrate a set of sword techniques in front of him. The little carpenter did not refuse and used the method of suppressing Qianling sword and the methods learned from the Hanxue Knife.

After a round, he was steaming all over, but at the end, a large stream of thick black gas appeared on the knife, which condensed but did not dissipate.

What's this?

The sword soul has been transferred. What is this black air?

The little carpenter was a little surprised, but the Iron King was knowledgeable. He took the knife, looked at it, and then asked the little carpenter: "Have you killed some evil things like tiger evil recently?"
Chapter completed!