"Haha, with fine wine in hand, everything is easy to discuss. " "Bang." Before he finished speaking, Xu Fei had already snatched the bamboo tube of the wine and tilted his neck and drank several mouthfuls: "Gudu, Gudu..."

"I said, drink slowly and be careful to choke." Guan Heng looked at the other party and shook his head: "The chief of the Weishui tribe is so greedy for a little wine. No one believes me if I want to tell it."

"Hehehe." Xu Fei, who was addicted to alcohol, smiled embarrassedly at this time: "Actually, it's nothing for me to drink at home, but Lu'er and his wife don't like me as much as possible, so I try to avoid drinking in front of them."

"Oh, it's not easy to be a good husband and a good father."

When Xu Fei heard Guan Heng say this, he was indifferent: "Silly boy, after you marry a wife, it will probably become like this. I won't say it anymore. Take out your sword and bow and let me see it. I can use this time to build a copper box for you."

"Can you do it?" Guan Heng muttered at Xu Fei who was drinking heavily: "I'm drunk and I'll hit my hand when I swing the hammer..."

"Bah, it's just a bronze box of bow and sword. I can create it even with my eyes closed." Xu Fei drank the remaining wine in the bamboo tube, then hooked his finger at Guan Heng: "Take it out quickly, otherwise I will regret it."

But the next moment, Xu Fei saw the sword and bow in Guan Heng's hand and suddenly became frightened and widened his eyes: "This is..."

"Haha, I am worthy of being a master of casting. I probably saw the origin of these things." Guan Heng smiled in his heart, and he said calmly: "What's wrong? Grandpa, do you know my things?"

"Uh... a little brat, you have a lot of treasures in your hand." Xu Fei first grabbed the Snow Bow and looked at it carefully. He muttered: "Strange thing, look at the style and appearance of this bow, which looks very similar to the Shuangjue Bow, one of the "Three Bows" of the Shangqiu Tribe back then, but it is not exactly the same."

"Many people say this after seeing this snow bow." Guan Heng scratched his head and said, "I just picked up this bow in a certain valley and just gave it a name."

"You picked it up in the valley?" After hearing the other party's words, Xu Fei was amused and crying at this time: "Why are you not so lucky? Come on, let me see this sword again."

Speaking of this, Xu Fei reached out and grabbed the Jumang Sword, because the rich spiritual wood aura scattered on it attracted his attention.

"Clang—"

The Jumang Sword was unsheathed, but it was wrapped with tree buds and vines on it. The blade was wrapped tightly. Several pseudo-wood demon spirit seeds faintly shone with a hint of light. Guan Heng explained beside him: "This is the Jumang Sword made by spiritual wood from the underground city of Tianwu Kingdom, which was passed down from generation to generation, but it has been broken now."

After pausing a little, Guan Heng continued to say, "I have been collecting various materials to recast the Jumang Sword Blade, and I have also met people from the Cen clan of Zhetianhu. They showed me the bronze monument of their clan's refining experience. Elder Cen suggested that I find Bi Wuxin and ask him to help recast the Jumang Sword."

"I recommend that guy Wuxin again." Xu Fei returned the Jumang sword to sheath at this time. He said with some dissatisfaction: "Actually, my casting skills are not worse than him. Haven't you ever thought of letting me recast it?"

Guan Heng blinked his eyes and said without hesitation: "Okay, you can do it now."

"Hahaha, really come here? Then I really don't dare to take on this job."

Xu Fei smiled awkwardly and waved his hands repeatedly: "To be honest, we can only say that these two moves are 'The Second Casting Man in Weishui Tribe'. Wuxin is unique and has high skills. In order to fully repair the Jumang Sword, you should go find him."

Xu Fei said very seriously, so Guan Heng became more curious about Bi Wuxin: "I heard that Bi Wuxin is not easy to get along with. To put it bluntly, he is extremely arrogant. I didn't expect that you and Elder Cen admire him very much."

After mentioning the other party, Xu Fei couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "Oh, this boy Wuxin has a weird temper and is also very arrogant. Of course, I am Wuxin's uncle. This boy doesn't even dare to fart in front of me."

Guan Heng almost burst out laughing when he heard this, but at this moment Xu Fei said again: "Wuxin is not only obsessed with casting weapons and refining weapons, but he does not marry a wife. He has been traveling around looking for interesting materials and trying to break through his limits. Guan Heng, if you want to find him..."

"I know, I heard someone mention that Bi Wuxin stays in King Chong for a while every year. Just so happens that my next itinerary is also going there." Guan Heng said at this time: "If you are lucky, you will always meet it, right?"

"Yes, there is one more thing you don't know. Wuxin lives in his old friend's house every time he stays in the capital."

Xu Fei continued to say at this time: "That person is from the Chong Kingdom royal family, but his reputation is not obvious. He is named "Lu Jin". He was named "Zhengchanghou" by the Communist Lord. Remember, after arriving in the capital, go to Zhengchanghou's mansion to inquire. As long as you are unintentional, you will definitely see him."

"Oh, I understand, thank you for your advice from the clan leader." Hearing Guan Heng's words, Xu Fei waved his hand with a smile: "No, what is this little thing? When you leave, I will give you the bronze medal token of this clan. Wuxin will definitely take special care of you."

Guan Heng nodded slightly. At this time, he accidentally looked at the walls of the underground casting workshop and suddenly saw something interesting.

"Hey, this is..." Guan Heng's eyes caught a wrist guard with chains hanging on the wall, and he was slightly stunned. However, at this time, Xu Fei did not notice his expression, but picked up the Hongyun Sword in front of him.

"Wow, this sword is extremely heavy." Xu Fei muttered, then pulled his sword out of the sheath, and a cold light flashed across the refining room: "Swish--"

"Good sword!" Hearing Xu Fei's praise, Guan Heng laughed and said, "Of course, this is the Hongyun Sword, one of the three bows and six swords of the Shangqiu Tribe, which I snatched from an old man."

"What luck did you have? The weapons on your body were either picked up or snatched them." Xu Fei looked at Guan Heng's eyes at this moment, and he muttered: "I have to hide all my treasures so that you will not be taken away by you."

"Bah, no matter how good your stuff is, can it be better than mine?!" Guan Heng said with disdain at this time: "I don't even look down on things that are not good."

"He...I...this..."
Chapter completed!