Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 98: Sword Fairy

After leaving Juntianfu City, not long after walking, the outside was already full of farmland and trees, and the sound of birdsong in the greenery gradually overshadowed the hustle and bustle in the city.

Unlike the busy waterways in Chunhui Mansion, the scale of the farmland outside Juntian Mansion can be considered quite spectacular, even if Ji Yuan can only see it vaguely.

The name Yuanzi River always makes Ji Yuan think of the garden shop in Chunhui Mansion and the unforgettable taste of Qiannichun. From time to time, he takes out a bottle of wine and takes a few sips. As he walks, he has arrived at the Yuanzi River. .

This is a clear river. There are some people's houses along the river in the distance. The scale of the settlement is not large, only about 20 households. It is difficult for Ji Yuan to tell whether this is a village or something else.

After walking slowly at normal speed for about a quarter of an hour, we approached the residential area and could clearly hear the sound of forging in the blacksmith shop.

There was only one blacksmith shop by the Yuanzi River near the city. Ji Yuan didn't need to ask for directions at all, he just looked for the sound and found it.

"Ding ding ding..." "Dang...dang...dang..."

The sound of forging is relatively dense, and it definitely sounds like there is more than one blacksmith. A rough look at the size of the blacksmith shop shows that there are four forging rooms alone. The metal and charcoal fire create a hotter feeling in these dog days.

Ji Yuan finally came to his senses and realized that the houses around him were actually the homes of these craftsmen.

Thinking about some trivial matters and what I should say later, I saw a muscular master lying shirtless on a recliner in the outermost room filled with farm tools and knives, fanning himself. Ji Yuan walked forward quickly. Go try and ask.

"This craftsman, can you make swords?"

The master fan raised his head and looked at Ji Yuan, a gentle man in a green shirt with long sleeves. Then his eyes focused on the stick-like object carried behind his back for a moment.

"If the sword is broken, our Yan's shop can help you repair it. Once repaired, it is guaranteed to be usable and no worse than the original. If you want to forge a new sword, it won't be possible. It can't be done."

"Oh~~What if we make a scabbard?"

The craftsman sat up from the recliner and put the fan aside.

"That's fine. I can make wooden sheaths and leather sheaths. As long as you can handle them with ease, you can also make iron sheaths. If you can afford the money and materials, you can also make copper sheaths and silver sheaths! What kind do you need, sir?"

"Just a wooden sheath, no need for elaborate carving, just simple and durable."

The craftsman stood up.

"Okay, let me take you to another place to measure the width, slenderness and length of the sword body, weigh it, and then choose the wood."

Ji Yuan nodded and followed, and followed the craftsman to another room with transparent front and rear doors. Through the open front and rear doors, he could see the lively blacksmithing scene behind him.

There were two shirtless old masters sitting in the room drinking water and resting. Although they seemed to be over sixty years old, their bodies were quite muscular.

"Sir, please take off your sword and let me take a look."

Ji Yuan glanced at the two old craftsmen, took off the long sword wrapped in cloth and placed it on the table in the room. Then he removed the green cloth, revealing the entire ivy sword.

Although the Ivy Sword at this moment is rust-free, it is still not translucent. The overall restrained feeling only shows the coldness at the blade, and the hilt is even more strange. It is unprotected and convex, and it is as green as green. It is a vine, but it is perfectly integrated with the long sword.

The craftsman couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the vines on the sword's hilt. Before his fingers even touched it, he felt a tingling and numbing feeling, which made him feel strangely afraid to touch the sword's blade. .

Suppressing the absurd panic in his heart, the craftsman reached out and touched the hilt of the sword. Fortunately, nothing happened, but the touch of the hilt was like crisp ivy, pliable and cool.

The two old masters who were resting next to them had already stood up and leaned over to look at the sword curiously.

"Sir...what's the point of this sword of yours?"

Ji Yuan showed a seemingly casual smile and spoke in a calm voice.

"This sword does have some origins. It was cast in this Yan's shop about eighty years ago..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuan paused for a moment, his smile appeared inscrutable, and in order to be heard by many craftsmen before and after him, he spoke again with a special power in his voice.

"The name of the sword is Qingying!"

For a while, the noisy sound of blacksmithing in Yan's shop stopped.

Ji Yuan just looked at the strong figures in the forging room at the back, and then took a closer look at the expressions of the two elders in the room at this moment.

"Uh...haha...a good name, a good name, maybe it was made by the masters of my ancestors"

The middle-aged craftsman smiled awkwardly and took out a ruler to measure the sword body. The two old masters sat back again, but they couldn't help but look at the sword frequently. The sound of blacksmithing in the backyard was silent for a long time. After recovering, Ji Yuan could hear some subtle discussions.

"Have you never heard of the name of this sword, master craftsman?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile.

"I've never heard of it, but since the guest said it was cast this way, maybe it is. You see, the objects cast in our shop are strong and durable, and they still look like this after eighty years..."

Listening to the middle-aged craftsman gradually regaining the smoothness of his words from the embarrassment, Ji Yuan felt that maybe they had misunderstood something. It seemed that not showing anything would not make him change his mind. Maybe a white lie would be better. .

"Oh, indeed, eighty years is too long, you have all forgotten, even if this was Zuo Li's weapon..."

When Ji Yuan mentioned the word Zuo Li, he could clearly feel the middle-aged craftsman's hand holding the ruler shaking slightly, but Ji Yuan's words were not over yet.

"But if you forget, it will never forget, right?"

The "it" that Ji Yuan meant turned out to be the long sword on the table, and at the same moment when he finished speaking.

"Buzz~~~"

The long sword on the desk began to ring, causing slight tinnitus.

"Ka...ka ka..."

The wooden ruler in the middle-aged craftsman's hand cracked inch by inch due to the sharp attack, which made the craftsman quickly shrink his hand.

"Everyone, I am not an enemy of the Zuo family, nor am I spying on anything. It's just that Zuo Li has been kind to me, and I am not a person who refuses to repay his kindness. So I would like to know if there are any descendants of the Zuo family alive, so I can tell you everything. Meager strength."

An old craftsman stood up and looked at the ivy sword on the table. He suppressed the shock in his heart and said decisively.

"Since you have obtained Changjian Qingying, you must also have obtained Zuo Jianxian's secret book. What are you looking for for the descendants of the Zuo family? The Zuo family has implicated our Yan family in enough pain. Anyway, we don't know whether they are dead or not. Die Jue, it’s best if he doesn’t die and has nothing to do with us!”

"Yes, I can see that your martial arts skills are unfathomable. What you did just now is beyond our imagination. We don't dare to hide it from you. The Zuo family must be dead!"

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"That's right, the Zuo family should have died long ago!" "Yes, they must all be dead!"

"It has nothing to do with our Yan's store anyway!" "Yes..."

……

A group of blacksmiths and apprentices who had gathered at some unknown time were shouting outside the house. Everyone was filled with indignation. They all seemed to be members of the Yan family, and the atmosphere was quite tense.

Ji Yuan was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed loudly.

"Hahahahahahaha..."

He looked around at the people around him and heard a clear and clear voice.

"No wonder the Zuo family was so close to your Yan family back then. Decades have passed and you are still protecting the Zuo family's bloodline. It's respectable and admirable!"

After Ji Yuan said these seemingly incomprehensible words, he solemnly bowed to all the Yan family blacksmiths around him, which made many people surprised and a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, I'm not a charlatan chasing fame and fortune, let alone want to get anything from the Zuo family..."

Smiling as he said this, Ji Yuan smiled unconsciously in his heart. He never thought that he would also need to borrow the Immortal Contempt Chain, so he changed his mind before continuing to speak.

"Mortal martial arts doesn't mean much to me. My search for descendants of the Zuo family is just to give Zuo Li an explanation that has been delayed for decades."

At the same time as these words that aroused some reverie and suspicion fell, the ivy sword on the table floated up, spinning around Ji Yuan like a living thing, and finally floated in front of Ji Yuan with the tip of the sword facing down.

"Buzz~~~~"

The blade of the sword makes a long sound, not only the light is looming, but also the sound rises and falls, just like the sword expresses its mood.

The others were either dumbfounded or clutching their trousers. Everyone held their breath and was speechless. There was only one common thought in their hearts:

‘Sword! Fairy! ’