Chapter 1835

As for Wang Zhiyuan, why he still stays here is actually due to his deep yearning for the art of refining utensils.

It's obvious that Lynch's skill of refining utensils is much better than his, but the method he used is simple and retro. Of course, it must contain extraordinary meanings. Isn't it called "Dao Zhi Jian"?

Wang Zhiyuan is eager to improve, and also wants to have the same refining skills as Lynch.

It's just that.

The present scene, however, makes him unable to move his legs and open his mouth.

He can't even find an excuse. How can he ask Lynch for advice!

At this time.

Lynch also noticed Wang Zhiyuan.

What a surprise!

Wang Zhiyuan didn't hide his face in his imagination, nor did he leave in ashes. Instead, he stayed in the same place, struggling with heaven and man.

He waved his hand and said, "Jinlu, come closer. I'll ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Jinlu is a little closer. Of course, it's impossible to go beyond the guard and enter the prison.

"I ask you, just now when everyone praised me, why didn't you say a word?" Lynch road.

Jinlu said with a smile: "my grandfather taught me before that I must keep an ordinary heart when dealing with people. I don't blow when I'm red, and I don't blow when I'm hard. I only specialize in my skills, no matter right or wrong."

"That's right. You will be a very good refiner in the future!" Lynch nodded slightly and turned to look at Wang Zhiyuan.

Wang Zhiyuan was stunned.

In the heart silently read: "red time does not blow, difficult time does not black, only specialized its skill, regardless of right and wrong?"

Like a slap in the head, let his head clear three points, he is like walking in the dream of weaving for too long, suddenly pulled back to reality.

Looking back on the years when he became famous, Wang Zhiyuan enjoyed the praise of people around him too much, and even forgot to study his skill of refining utensils, so that he didn't make much progress in these years.

Also always want to deny others, more really, to prove that the self's refining technique is the best.

As everyone knows, there is no end to this road. If we don't make progress, we are sailing against the current.

When he heard this sentence from a little girl in Jinlu, Wang Zhiyuan felt more ashamed. Even a little girl knew the truth. He had lived half his life, but he didn't want to understand it.

His face changed for a long time, and at last, a lot of impetuosity faded.

"Taught!"

Wang Zhiyuan arched his hand and bowed deeply to Lynch and Jinlu. Then, he left on the spot with a faltering gait.

With his departure, the scene gradually calmed down and returned to normal, but there was more expectation for Lynch's release.

A man with extraordinary strength and excellent weapon refining skills like him will surely set off a storm in the city of kings.

"Brother Lynch, are you really going to put up your grandfather's sign again?" Asked Jinlu.

"Of course, all the skills I learned depend on master Jinyue. This is just what I should do. Master Jinyue must have thought about carrying forward the ancient craftsman's skill of refining utensils." Lynch road.

"But I'm stupid and inexperienced..." Jinlu has no confidence to bow her head. She doesn't seem to be able to help much!

Lynch said with a smile: "everything is difficult at the beginning. Who is born with experience? Take this ten million Lingjing coin. First set up a good shop and hang up the signboard again. When I come out, Jinyue blacksmith shop will open again! "

"Well, brother Lynch, anyway, this is what grandfather wants to see most. I must do my best to do it!" Jinlu clenched her fist and nodded.

Now, Duobao Pavilion!

In an elegantly decorated room, a woman in a silk embroidered skirt is sitting on a mahogany chair.

She is reading a heavy ancient book in her hand. Sometimes, the curved moon and willow eyebrows will frown slightly. But after a while, she seems to have figured out the key points in the book. She shows a knowing smile and makes her city and country beautiful.

She is graceful and soft, and with the fragrance of books all over the room, she exudes a kind of elegant and soft beauty, like an ink painting.

I don't want to be disturbed by any sound, just like the moonlight in the pond, for fear that it will destroy the most beautiful things in the world.

Enough, an hour later.

"Come in!" Xuanyuan tenderly put the book, said to the door.

"Lord Wang Zhiyuan came in and lowered his head.

Xuanyuan tenderness has the habit of reading every day. No matter how busy he is, he will spare time. Therefore, Wang Zhiyuan can only wait outside the door all the time.

Xuanyuan tenderness looked a way: "how, feel you seem to eat defeat?"

"Yes, it's because the Lord of the pavilion didn't do what he told me..." Wang Zhiyuan told the truth.

Xuanyuan tenderness accident way: "that young man named Lynch, really can refine the skill?""Yes Wang Zhiyuan bit his teeth and finally admitted: "besides, his skill of refining utensils is far better than mine!"

"It's a surprising young man. The city of kings has not appeared for a long time. Is it such a talented young man? If I guess correctly, he should be coming for the Academy of kings!" Xuanyuan's tenderness.

"Lord, I'm to blame for my mistake. Originally, we could win him over according to your orders, but now..." Wang Zhiyuan has some remorse for himself. Such an evil boy should be enough to leverage the pattern of the city of kings.

"You think too much. If you want to attract such a person, you can't rely on money alone. Besides, I didn't prepare to attract him when I told you." Xuanyuan's tenderness.

"That pavilion Lord, before meaning?" Wang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand why.

"You don't have to worry about it, by the way! You've just come back from the ancient ruins, and you've gained a lot. I've prepared a celebration banquet for you! " Xuanyuan's tenderness.

Wang Zhiyuan has been looking forward to the celebration banquet, but now, he just shook his head and said: "I want to shut up, Lord! Specialized in the art of refining utensils

Xuanyuan tender Leng Leng, surprised to see one eye, but immediately nodded: "is a good thing!"

"Thank you for your help!" Wang Zhiyuan arched his hand and turned to leave.

In Xuanyuan's tender eyes, he couldn't help but feel more curious: "the man named Lynch has changed Wang Zhiyuan..."

She knows better than anyone what kind of person Wang Zhiyuan is. In fact, she has reminded Wang Zhiyuan not to be vain and impetuous.

But at Wang Zhiyuan's position and age, it's hard to make a change because of other people's words.

But this time, she obviously felt that because of Lynch, Wang Zhiyuan's mood had changed greatly, and, for the first time, he had to shut up for special research.

"Well, what Miss Ben said is right, little sister Xuanyuan, can you help me do what she promised?"

Suddenly, a playful voice, strange from Xuanyuan tenderness behind the ring.

Xuanyuan's tenderness was startled, but when he saw the visitor, he was slightly relieved: "miss Qingwu, please, come next time, can you walk through the main gate! Besides, I should be your sister according to my age

It's blood dancing!

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