Chapter 36

Aside from his identity as the son of the patriarch Wen Changjing.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Wen family, Wen Jueyuan also has his own pride.

At the age of nine, he entered the Songyun Sword Mansion to cultivate and became a well-known figure in the Songyun Academy, a young prodigy.

At the age of thirteen, he successfully became a disciple of the outer sect of Qinghe Sword House.

In just four years, he was selected as one of the inner disciples of the Qinghe Sword House, ranking among the best.

Up to now, the cultivation base has reached the fourth level of "bone refining" in the blood-moving realm.

This kind of martial arts achievement, placed in Guangling City, is enough to make some big men sigh!

How could someone like this look down on a son-in-law like Su Yi?

Even for a domineering young master like Huang Qianjun, he doesn't even care.

"A pair of fox and dog friends? This is a wonderful description!"

Wen Shaobei and others followed suit and laughed.

With Wen Jueyuan's support, even in front of the sword casting workshop belonging to the Huang family, they were not afraid of Huang Qianjun.

"Wen Jueyuan, who are you scolding?"

Huang Qianjun was furious and his eyes were violent.

"What, did I say something wrong?"

Wen Jueyuan looked indifferent, "In Guangling City, who doesn't know that you are a scoundrel who does all kinds of evil? Who doesn't know that Su Yi is a son-in-law who is ridiculed by everyone?"

"you……"

Huang Qianjun's eyes were red.

Wen Jueyuan laughed and said, "After half a month, the 'Dragon Gate Banquet' will kick off, and I will also attend it. You, Young Master Huang, are really capable, come and play together, and let me see and see. how?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar nearby.

"It's over, people like Wen Jueyuan actually want to attend the Dragon Gate banquet, how can we still have a chance to show off?"

"Don't be discouraged, we just need to perform well. As for the first place... Only people like Wen Jueyuan are qualified to win."

The young men and women who were waiting in line to buy weapons were in a commotion, and they were all talking about it, and the topic was all about Wen Jueyuan alone.

They all have a feeling that the title of first place at the Dragon Gate Banquet will most likely fall on Wen Jueyuan!

This shows how well-known Wen Jueyuan is in the younger generation of Guangling City.

Such a scene also made Wen Shaobei and other Wen family disciples feel light on their faces, with their chests raised and their heads held high, with pride.

Huang Qianjun's complexion was blue and white, changing.

But before he could speak, Wen Jueyuan casually said:

"Don't talk nonsense, see you at the Dragon Gate Banquet!"

After all, he led the Wen family away.

As for Su Yi, he was completely ignored by Wen Jueyuan, and he didn't bother to argue with a cripple.

Once he does, others will only laugh at him for being bullying.

Besides, what is the sense of accomplishment for bullying a son-in-law?

Watching Wen Jueyuan and his party leave, Huang Qianjun clenched his fists tightly, his lips pursed, his face ashen and ugly.

"It's hard, isn't it?"

Su Yi glanced at the dandy young master.

Wen Jueyuan took a deep breath and nodded.

Immediately, he reacted suddenly, and said stunnedly: "Brother Su, you... what do you think? You're not angry at all?"

He was very puzzled. Back then, in Juxian Tower, Su Yi easily defeated all the servants around him.

That kind of martial arts power is by no means ordinary comparable!

What's more, Su Yi's network of contacts can make his father Huang Yunchong completely bow his head to admit defeat.

Under such circumstances, how could Su Yi just forget about it?

Su Yi said casually, "A little cockroach

The ant's clamor is nothing more, if it makes me angry, I will look at him high. Too bad he doesn't deserve it. "

Wen Jueyuan was stunned, obviously unable to understand.

Su Yi was too lazy to explain.

But he didn't say one thing, anyone who is hostile to him, no matter who it is, will not end well.

This little episode passed quickly.

Inside the Sword Workshop.

In front of a raging fire.

Under the leadership of Wen Jueyuan, Su Yi successfully met the famous swordsmith "Wang Tianyang" in Guangling City.

Wang Tianyang has sparse hair, almost bald, thin and lean, and his skin is bronze. He is holding a giant hammer and is hammering a red-burning sword embryo.

Sparks flew, and the room was filled with light.

"Master, my friend is here, can you please help me to make a sword?"

Huang Qianjun stood on one side, his posture was very low, and he smiled and cupped his hands.

However, Wang Tianyang ignored it, and beat the sword embryo to himself, making a thudding sound, and the sparks almost splashed on Huang Qianjun's body.

Huang Qianjun, who was ignored, smiled awkwardly, and whispered to Su Yi, "Brother Su, Lao Wang's temper is like this, don't mind."

Su Yi said: "Let him be busy first, and you take me to see the iron materials needed for sword making."

Huang Qianjun nodded quickly.

There is naturally no shortage of materials for forging swords in the sword casting workshop, and there are also some precious and rare things.

After reading all these materials, Su Yi couldn't help falling into silence.

Even those precious refining materials are almost all of ordinary quality.

"Brother Su is not satisfied? This is already the best sword-casting workshop in Guangling City. If there is no suitable one, maybe you can only go to Yunhe County City to find a better one."

Huang Qianjun explained.

Su Yi was noncommittal and said, "Get ready, I want to buy 30 catties of Qingguang cold iron, 1 catty of Chiyang copper powder, and 5 catties of mysterious ice water..."

There are more than ten kinds of materials reported.

There are precious things, and there are ordinary things.

Huang Qianjun wrote them down one by one, and then instructed the servant of the Sword Casting Workshop to start preparing.

And he took Su Yi back the same way and came back to the place where Wang Tianyang was in the artifact refining.

Wang Tianyang had finished his work and was resting in the rattan chair, with a servant standing beside him serving tea and pouring water.

"Father..."

Just as Huang Qianjun spoke this time, Wang Tianyang interrupted, "This old man has already refined a sword today, and it takes a lot of energy. Come back in three days."

Saying that, he picked up the tea cup and sipped it leisurely.

Huang Qianjun's face was cloudy for a while, and Su Yi was personally invited by him!

But he was rejected on his own site, which made him lose face?

He took a deep breath and said, "Old man, my father can say it, but everything about Brother Su will be done immediately, you..."

Wang Tianyang interrupted again and said displeasedly: "Then let your father make swords for him, I don't have time to serve your brother Su."

He clearly saw that Su Yi was beside him, but his words were not polite at all, even if Huang Qianjun had moved out of Huang Yunchong, he didn't care at all, the shelf was not so big.

"Master, the refining materials are ready."

At this time, a group of servants came with a huge box.

Seeing this, Wang Tianyang was the first to get angry and shouted: "Who asked you to bring the materials? I have been refining swords for half a month, and I planned to take a good rest and go to the brothel in the city to have a good time, you guys. These heartless people are looking for trouble for Lao Tzu! Move them all back to me!"

He was very angry, got up from the rattan chair, and dropped the teacup in his hand.

"Cooperating with the old man is anxious to go green

Building..."

Huang Qianjun understood at once, it was really uncomfortable to hold back for half a month with the old man's sturdy body.

Suddenly, he had a bold idea in his heart, should he give the word "挊" to the old man to solve the urgent need first?

"Hold on."

Seeing that the little servants were going to bring the materials back again, Su Yi spoke up, "I don't plan to use others' hands to help you cast the sword this time."

Huang Qianjun and Wang Tianyang were both stunned.

"Can you let me use this furnace?"

Su Yi looked at the stove not far away.

Huang Qianjun hurriedly said: "Of course, it's just... Brother Su, are you planning to make a sword yourself?"

Su Yi nodded: "Not bad."

As a sword cultivator, only the sword that you have forged is the most suitable for you, and you can let your swordsmanship be brought out incisively and vividly.

"Yo, so you're here to spoil the game?"

Wang Tianyang sneered with disdain in his eyes.

A stinky young man actually intends to forge a sword in front of him, which is too provocative.

"Master, don't get me wrong, my brother Su might have such thoughts, he just..."

In the end, Huang Qianjun didn't know how to explain it.

He really didn't know beforehand that Su Yi was actually thinking of making a sword by himself.

Like a fighting cock, Wang Tianyang was inspired to be competitive and said loudly:

"I don't need to explain, since all the provocations came to the door, how can the old man Wang Tianyang not express it? If so, if it spreads out, all the warriors in Guangling City must think that I am afraid of him!"

As he said that, he pointed to the stove next to him, stared at Su Yi, and said proudly, "You can use this stove as you like, do you need anything else, this old man will satisfy you all, what ability do you have, just show it off!"

Su Yi thought for a while and said, "The fire is not strong enough, how is your fire-fighting skill?"

Hearing this request unexpectedly, Wang Tianyang couldn't help being stunned for a while, and after a while, he pointed to his nose, and said incredulously:

"You... plan to let me... act as a fire-setter?!"

The atmosphere was suddenly suppressed.

All the servants present gasped, and saw that the old man Wang Tianyang was a little angry.

Huang Qianjun was in a hurry, and just as he was about to make a sound to ease the atmosphere, he saw Su Yi nodded naturally and said:

"Since you are the best at casting swords in Guangling City, you must also have the strongest control over the heat. You will burn the fire. When I cast the sword, there should be no mistakes."

Huang Qianjun was dumbfounded. The dignified generation of swordsmith masters was used by Brother Su as a fire maker... What is this called?

Looking at Wang Tianyang again, his chest heaved violently with anger, and his bronze-colored cheeks were flushed a lot, obviously completely irritated.

"Master, don't be angry." Huang Qianjun quickly reassured him.

Wang Tianyang gritted his teeth and waved his hand violently: "Go away, this old man has been casting swords for 40 years, and I have never seen any strong winds and waves. It's just a few provocations, but I can't help it!"

"Isn't it just burning fire? Yes, the old man promises!"

As he said that, he looked at the little servants and ordered, "Go, let the swordsmiths in the workshop stop their work, come over with the old man, and see the ability of this provocateur!"

Huang Qianjun secretly shouted that it was going to be bad, Wang Tianyang was planning to make things worse!

But when he saw Su Yi's indifferent and calm expression, he couldn't help but move in his heart. He remembered the scenes when Su Yi showed his medical skills in Xinghuang Medical Center yesterday.

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ps: Thanks to the bandit brother, Lianxin sister paper, etc. for the monthly reward of children's shoes ~ plus more sent~~