Chapter 85 Promotion, Level 3 Weapon Control Scroll

Beginner, Master, Minor Success, and Great Success.

A martial art or skill is usually divided into these four levels. Normally, as long as you immerse yourself in it and are diligent and patient enough, even the dullest person can achieve great success.

To achieve great success, you need not only hard work, but also talent and understanding.

With the help of the master's hammer, Li Yuan easily pushed the forging technique to great success, but after four months, it has not been perfected.

But the great success of forging has the foundation for making top-quality blades, but there is a difference in the temperature and success rate.

Zhang Ben felt that he was too hasty, but he also felt that the top-quality blades he made were all successful, and he was on the rise, so he also wanted him to give it a try.

Seeing that he insisted, he simply agreed. After work, he went to the backyard to meet Cao Yan.

Li Yuan washed his face, and seeing that it was not yet dark, he closed the door of the forging room and walked quickly towards the inner city.

The inner city has been very lively in the past half month. In the streets around Lu Mansion, scattered paper money can be seen everywhere. Outside the closed door, there are many women and children in mourning, crying from time to time.

Some are even trembling, not knowing whether it is sadness, fear, or the cold weather.

Li Yuan stopped and watched, shaking his head in his heart.

Women and children blocking the door, crying and forcing, this kind of thing is not a big deal for any force in the inner and outer cities, and they can be beaten up with a stick.

But Fang Yunxiu failed. If she dared to do it, a large number of women and children blocking the door would die tomorrow, and then there would be a surge of public sentiment and boiling public resentment.

Li Yuan commented in his heart.

Although the Shenbing Valley is powerful, Qiu Long is dead, and the forces inside and outside Gaoliu County are in collusion, it will be difficult to deal with it without taking ruthless action.

It can only be said that martial arts is martial arts, and means are means, and sometimes they cannot be confused.

Not long after Li Yuan stopped, Liu Zheng came over. The two had agreed to come to Lu's house a few days ago.

To the outside world, it was naturally said that Fang Yunxiu invited them.

Looking at the women outside Lu's house, Liu Zheng shook his head:

Li Yuan echoed, but he knew in his heart that after Qiu Long's death, those families in the inner and outer cities would have to go all the way to the end, whether they were willing or not.

They've been killed, so why are you afraid of blocking the door?

Young Master Liu was not polite. He kicked away several men who came forward to block the road and went straight to knock on the door.

The county lieutenant was naturally famous, and many people recognized Liu Zheng. Although those men were kicked over, they didn't dare to fight back and rolled to the side with their heads in their arms.

After a while, a servant opened the door carefully. Seeing that it was Liu Zheng, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door to let the two in.

...

In the backyard of Lu's house, Lu Bailing was sweating profusely. She hadn't gone out for more than half a month, and she practiced martial arts hard every day under the urging of Fang Yunxiu.

Lu Bailing was sweating profusely, gritted her teeth and pursed her lips, her eyes were red, how could she have suffered such a punishment?

But Fang Yunxiu was unmoved, constantly scolding and urging her, even if the servants came to report, she would not let her rest for a moment.

Fang Yunxiu turned around with a flick of her sleeves, and Li Yuan and Liu Zheng bowed to greet her.

Fang Yunxiu was in a bad mood and her tone was cold.

Liu Zheng was a little afraid of her, and hurriedly replied, then withdrew to the side. If it weren't for Li Yuan's request, he would never want to come and get into trouble at this time.

Li Yuan was respectful.

He was a little afraid of Fang Yunxiu before, but since this person was blocked at the door, he was not so afraid.

Good person, most of the time, is not a derogatory word.

Fang Yunxiu turned back and glared at Lu Bailing, and then asked.

Li Yuan was very polite, and his attitude of seeking advice was not lost:

Li Yuan was naturally very clear about the state before the internal strength broke through.

Fang Yunxiu raised her eyebrows slightly.

Fang Yunxiu understood, but was still amazed at the boy's talent. She had practiced martial arts for several years before reaching this level.

Moreover, she had to take one or two pills every month...

Fang Yunxiu started talking about the secrets of internal strength breakthrough and the points that needed attention. She had already regarded Li Yuan as a disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley, so she naturally did not hide anything.

Li Yuan understood most of what she said, but did not interrupt. After listening to her, he nodded repeatedly and asked:

Fang Yunxiu paced a few steps and sat on the stone bench under the tree:

Glancing at Li Yuan, she naturally knew what he was worried about:

Li Yuan was slightly relieved.

Although he himself guessed that there was no impact, he was relieved with Fang Yunxiu's affirmation.

Fang Yunxiu picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Although she was a little upset, since she had accepted the mission of seeking the envoy, she had to fulfill her duties.

The opportunity was rare, so Li Yuan would naturally not miss it. He threw out the problems he encountered in practicing martial arts for a year one by one.

Fang Yunxiu was serious, but she answered all the questions one by one, but she was also a little shocked.

This country apprentice boy's talent was probably more amazing than she thought. Some of these problems were only encountered after the internal strength was cultivated...

Hearing the word "change form", Fang Yunxiu's eyelids were raised:

Very talented, but a little too ambitious!

Li Yuan stopped reluctantly, Fang Yunxiu shook her head and made an evaluation.

Fang Yunxiu scolded.

Li Yuan nodded repeatedly, and kept summarizing today's gains in his heart.

The doubts he had accumulated for more than half a year were all solved by Fang Yunxiu today, which made him sigh at the quality of the disciples of the big sects.

At this time, Lu Bailing finally couldn't hold on anymore, and uttered a wail, and then collapsed to the ground, and the sweat soaked the neat martial arts robe, which made Li Yuan subconsciously look at it a few times.

Li Yuan came back to his senses, and it was already dark.

Lu Bailing was panting, her hands and feet were numb, and she was almost exhausted.

She felt a little aggrieved, her aunt had never spoken to her so kindly.

Just because she was talented, was that so great? !

After looking at Lu Bailing, Fang Yunxiu waved her hand to send her away.

Li Yuan was used to climbing up the ladder, and he knew that Fang was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, so he asked about the red gold.

Fang Yunxiu frowned slightly:

Swallowing the word "poor", Fang Yunxiu's face looked a little bad.

Her family had long been impoverished, and she didn't need Lu Yunqing's help. Although they were not living a tight life, they really didn't have much money, let alone red gold.

That was something that was circulated among the rich and powerful...

'I really don't have it...

Li Yuan also sighed in his heart.

Fang Yunxiu was very poor, he knew that. After all, this inner disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley only had a second-level sword, which was far inferior to Tang Tong...

However, he was not asking for a loan:

Fang Yunxiu thought of Han Chuijun, the ghost old man was very wealthy, so he must have some.

Fang Yunxiu suddenly woke up and frowned at Li Yuan, who pretended to be at a loss.

The inner city Yuan family was related to the Divine Weapon Valley?

Li Yuan's heart moved slightly, Fang Yunxiu was not without someone to use...

On the other side, Lu Bailing was about to cry. She had been sitting on the ground for so long, and her aunt didn't even come to pull her up...

Fang Yunxiu stood up and saw him off:

Li Yuan bowed and said goodbye.

Compared to Cao Yan, it was indeed very comfortable to deal with this female hero Fang. Although she looked cold on the outside, she was warm on the inside.

……

Forging shop, backyard garden

Cao Yan was wearing a gown, his face was a little pale, and blood could be seen seeping out from under the white cloth on his chest and abdomen. The wounds left by the cicada wing sword technique were extremely difficult to heal.

After taking a look at Zhang Ben's back, Cao Yan's face darkened:

Feng Gang, who was standing in the shadows holding a sword, had a slightly bright look in his eyes:

A top-grade sharp blade,

often costs thousands or even thousands of taels of silver, and three two-story courtyards in the city are only worth this much.

This is something that can be passed down for generations and is a family heritage.

In the past two hundred years, the forging shop has accumulated no more than ten top-grade sharp blades, which makes the incense master very valued.

Cao Yan glanced at him coldly with a warning:

Feng Gang pulled the corner of his mouth, and was quite moved.

Xu Feng, that bastard, is almost as good as him in martial arts, why is he more valued by the incense master, isn't it because he has a cold iron knife of the top-grade sharp blade level?

Pressing the wound on his waist and abdomen, Cao Yan's eyes were cold:

He didn't have much red gold, how could he give it to an apprentice to try?

Feng Gang touched his chin, his eyes flickering.

Cao Yan turned around in frustration, only to feel a hollowness in his waist. Before he could get angry, Feng Gang had retreated into the shadows:

...

Coming out of Lu's house, Li Yuan exerted force on his feet and bypassed the mourners outside the door, sighing in his heart.

Some things seem to be very simple, but if no one points it out, you have to try it yourself, and I don't know how much time it will take.

If someone points it out, then you will immediately understand it.

Li Yuan certainly understands the importance of master-disciple relationship.

Li Yuan was in a good mood because of the harvest, but he felt a headache when he thought of the elixir he needed.

With a few windfalls, plus the uninterrupted ironmaking, and the 100 taels of silver borrowed from Sun Hao, he had 300 taels of silver and 10 taels of gold in addition to buying medicine.

But the ceremony of holding the military register requires 100 taels of silver, 10 taels of gold, and one tael of pure gold, which normally costs 100 taels of silver.

Really, the silver he can spend is only about 100 taels...

Li Yuan sighed in his heart, turned around, and was about to enter the yard when he suddenly heard a "squeak".

Li Yuan's heart was shocked, and he clenched his five fingers, ready to summon the wind-breaking hammer at any time.

When Li Yuan was guessing the identity of the person in the yard, the person in the yard had already spoken:

Li Yuan was stunned, but his vigilance remained the same:

A sneer came from the yard, and Feng Gang grabbed the chubby little mouse and squeezed it:

Huh!

Outside the yard, Li Yuan looked up and saw a black shadow flipping onto the roof, and a few ups and downs had disappeared into the night.

In the yard, the little mouse screamed, as if it was scared.

Closing the door of the yard and catching the scared little mouse, Li Yuan

frowned.

In the past few months, Liang Ashui was not the only one who asked him to make weapons, but this was the first time he encountered someone who came to his house at night, and his words were full of threats.

Li Yuan frowned and thought, and walked towards the room. Suddenly, he was stunned.

In the room without the oil lamp, there was a little red light flickering, and on the table, there were three thumb-sized pieces...

Li Yuan took three steps at a time and grabbed the red gold in his hand, his eyes were stunned, and his heart was full of disbelief.

Although he had never seen red gold, he was very familiar with this feature!

He had been thinking about it for several months, and he dreamed about it from time to time.

Li Yuan lit the oil lamp and looked at it in the light. He was full of surprises, and even his fear of the mysterious man was swept away.

He weighed the three pieces of gold with red light, and Li Yuan's heartbeat accelerated.

He tore off a few pieces of bacon and threw them to the little mouse. He quickly checked the surroundings, closed the doors and windows, and moved out the pieces of wrought iron that were covered with dust from under the bed.

He blew out the oil lamp, put all the materials in place, and then Li Yuan carefully checked the yard inside the house and kicked the little mouse under the bed.

Then he rubbed his hands: