Early in the morning.

Zhang's shop was crowded with people.

Most are gangs.

Among them, the Yulong Gang and Feihutang are the leaders.

The leaders of the big and small gangs gathered together.

The leader of the Yulong Gang hid in the sedan and did not show up. Only his voice came to the big man guarding the door of the sedan: "Are you all ready?"

"Go back to the gang leader, everything is fine."

The leader of the Yulong Gang said no more.

On the contrary, Yuan Feihu of Feihu Hall, who was riding on a tall horse, glanced over and said coldly: "You dare to call yourself the Jade Dragon just because of the prestige of the clan. I don't think it is any different from the mud dragon at the foot of the city."

"Lord, I have summoned more than a hundred brothers to guard the outer streets."

"As long as you give the order..." The boy holding the horse made a gesture of throwing the token.

"Don't act rashly." Yuan Feihu was still very calm and calm, waving his hands and saying: "At the foot of the imperial city, there are countless masters in the palace. Once a riot occurs, it will not be as simple as a gang fight. Tell the brothers to relax. This time is no different from the past. It's all

It’s full of spectacle.”

"yes."

Zhao Qingyi was furious.

"Who leaked the news?!"

The dark-skinned man standing on the second-floor platform watching everyone smiled calmly and said: "Paper cannot contain the fire. As soon as the French soldiers arrive, most of them will know the news."

The swarthy man upstairs holding a peanut shell is Shou He.

After he captured the magic weapon and wanted to improve Zhao Qingyi's strength, he decided to forge the spear magic weapon into a long sword.

If anyone in Wanning County has such a level of forging, it must be Zhang's shop.

The owner of the shop is named Zhang Yajiu.

Zhang Yajiu was currently entertaining two people in the inner hall of the shop.

One is a young man in a white robe and a white crown. He has a handsome face and is very elegant.

The sword case hung loosely on his back.

Although it looks lazy, it is actually filled with the noble spirit of a noble man. If you look carefully, there is nothing there. It seems that the person sitting there is just a white-robed Taoist priest.

The other one is a young girl wearing a green skirt.

Sitting upright, looking old and angry.

It's just that with his lively eyes and chubby face, you can't think of him as an old man.

It clearly looks like a little doll.

That is, a little baby who is not very lively.

Zhang Yajiu picked up the tea cup and blew away the hot air, revealing a pair of amber eyes.

Under these eyes is a slender face with deep-set cheeks and no flesh. It looks very mean. Even with a pair of bright eyes, it becomes very difficult to get along with such a face.

Zhang Yajiu looked at the apprentice who was hesitant to speak next to him, and sneered: "If you are not good at studying, you deserve to be compared with others."

The apprentice opened his mouth to argue, but no words came out.

He just hung his head in frustration.

Zhang Yajiu said: "Do you know who this person is?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"The core true inheritance of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, he has superb weapon forging skills. It is only expected that you cannot compare with him."

Zhang Yajiu looked at the elegant young man, ignored the young man's modesty and held his hand, and continued: "My fellow Taoist is already very ordinary in his cultivation, so why come to my little blacksmith shop."

Taijing cupped his hands and said, "Senior, you are so ridiculous. When it comes to the art of forging weapons, I am like a young child in front of seniors."

"I am here with my junior sister to seek the 'Six Paths of the Underworld'."

Zhang Yajiu took a sip of tea, then slowly put down the tea cup and said calmly: "I've never heard of these six ways."

Taijing didn't look embarrassed at all after being rejected, and still said unhurriedly: "Our sect is willing to exchange the Sword Forging Sutra for the Six Paths of Hell."

Zhang Yajiu squinted his eyes.

The Taiyi Shengxian Sect's Sword Forging Sutra is indeed immeasurable, but it is still far from comparable to the Six Paths of the Underworld.

The Six Paths of the Underworld seems to be just a magical weapon, but it possesses an indescribable Tao.

It seems that he cast the Six Paths of Underworld, but in fact it was God who borrowed his hand to shape the Six Paths of Underworld.

"What's the noise outside?" Zhang Yajiu frowned.

"Master, I sent a magic weapon a few days ago. It was reforged into a fierce sword at the request of the other party. Today, the long sword was born, so it attracted many gangs in Wanning County. It's just a trivial matter."

The disciple who was training hurriedly reported. After speaking, he quickly stopped and pressed it down gently.

"Since it has an owner, why are there so many people here?"

Zhang Yajiu stood up slowly, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, you have also seen it. I have important things to attend to today."

Taijing also stood up at this moment, and led his junior sister and said: "I have heard about the magic weapon in the forbidden land for a long time, but I didn't expect to see the magic weapon born today. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see it?"

"please."

Zhang Yajiu did not refuse and spread his hands in a gesture of invitation.

As long as this person doesn't mention what he wants to see in the 'Six Paths of Hell', just let him see it.

The little girl in the green dress also stood up from her seat and took the hand of the young man next to her.

There was no noise or interruption, it was just so quiet.

Zhang Yajiu's eyes fell on the little girl, looked at her for a few times and then looked away.

It is said that the Taiyi Sect received a natural swordsman. If there are no mistakes, he may have a chance to become a Taoist, and it is likely that he will be the one in front of him.

But there was no importance or contempt in his eyes, as if he was looking at someone's little kid who didn't matter.

Geniuses also need time to grow.

Only having talent does not have any right to speak.

Don't pay too much attention to it.

Of course, being able to get true disciples to protect her, especially this Taijing, the little girl aside, her life is still very good.

Zhang Yajiu sneered, just because you have a good life doesn't mean you will have a smooth journey.

No matter how the Six Paths of Hell fits her, it is not her property, but was forged by Zhang Yajiu.

If he doesn't want to give it, no one can take it away.

…

"coming!"

I don't know who shouted so loudly.

Everyone suddenly became nervous.

They all looked at Zhang Yajiu who walked out of the blacksmith shop and the long platform that was carried out by two apprentices.

A red curtain was covered above the stage to block everyone's eyes.

Zhao Qingyi, who turned over and jumped from the second floor of the restaurant, straightened his clothes. The warriors from the Qingyi Building next to him made way for him. He walked forward without any hesitation, raised his hands and saluted, "Master Zhang."

Zhang Yajiu nodded slightly and said, "Your sword has been recast and can be taken away now."

"Thank you." Zhao Qingyi strode forward. Unable to contain his excitement, he quickly walked two steps to the long platform and grabbed the exposed long handle.

As soon as he grasped it, a burning heat came from his palm, as if a fire dragon was surging in his palm.

The handle of the knife completely transformed into the claws of the fire dragon.

Zhao Qingyi gathered his energy and blood, and shot up into the sky like smoke, shouting: "What a weapon!"

As he spoke, he was about to lift the long knife.

"etc!"

Yuan Feihu, who was riding a Linjiao horse, slid down from the saddle and raised his hands and said, "Master Zhao, I heard that you and Shou Daxia are as close as brothers."

Zhao Qingyi, who was holding the Fire Dragon Sword, responded in a deep voice: "Not bad."

"So, including the Blood God Halberd in Shou Daxia's hand, you brothers will have two magical weapons."

"What do you think?"

Yuan Feihu lowered his voice: "One magic weapon is enough for a first-class master to advance to the top, but you brothers have two. This is against the rules. Under the capital, no party has ever been able to have two magic weapons."

"What does one step mean?"
To be continued...