I Will Rewrite Your Fate

Hearing what Old Man Chi said, Nuo Yu almost didn't hold back his tears. He sniffed his nose and said with a chuckle: "Grandpa Chi, where do you start again?"

"Cut, you think I can't tell the old man if I don't say it?"

Old Man Chi curled his lips in disdain, placed the ancient sword on the anvil, and asked Nuo Yu pointing to various details.

"Look at the pattern wear on this sword. The gaps on the blade and the average width are different. There are also the connections between the sword body and the hilt, and the wear marks on the handle..."

Halfway through, looking at Nuo Yu's somewhat bewildered expression, Old Man Chi waved his hand: "Forget it, you don't know anything about the girl who doesn't know anything in the film."

"All in all, this sword was made by me. As a forger, I can tell how many things it has gone through at a glance."

"Did this period of time feel that you have worked harder than before? Have you encountered a lot of powerful enemies that are difficult to defeat?"

"...As expected of Grandpa Chi."

Nuo Yu nodded with a wry smile, facing this old man who really looked like her grandfather, she really wanted to pour out everything. But she knew that she couldn't.

The more you know about Herder, the more dangerous it is.

Although at present, Xuzu has not shown signs of being related to Herder, but who knows when it will appear. At that time, will the elderly couple be dragged onto this dangerous ship?

"Repair, please ask Grandpa Chi. I want to clean the master's dojo first."

"Go go, wait a few days and pick it up again."

Seeing the little girl, he didn't want to say anything, so Old Man Chi didn't press to ask. After living for so many years, he hasn't met anyone before, how can he not see that Nuo Yu is wrong? But heart disease, after all, still needs heart medicine to heal.

In his opinion, the best doctor to solve Nuo Yu's problem is herself, or the master of Nuo Yu, Xi Lan who has not yet come back.

"Boy Xilan, you have been pursuing freedom and happiness, and you don't want to be restrained by anything. But in this world, how can real freedom come from? Without shackles, without fetters, then, are you still human?"

"I don't understand this, you will be a sword soul after all in your life, not a sword master. Your apprentices are one step ahead of you on this."

Nian Qi wrapped around the calloused hands, gently stroking the marks of the ancient sword, feeling the long-lasting sword intent on it, Old Man Chi sighed, and began to prepare materials and forging tools.

Although Gu Jian can still follow Nuo Yu's strength now, if Nuo Yu goes further, I am afraid this weapon will be eliminated. For him, this is absolutely unacceptable.

The weapon he forged tailor-made by Chi Dun was actually eliminated? What a joke!

So this time he was not only going to repair Nuoyu's ancient sword, but also to completely upgrade it.

To be honest, although he didn't mean to look down upon, when Chi Dun saw Nuo Yu, he actually had his own judgment on this little girl in his heart. I think that if there are no accidents in her life, she will reach the realm of awakening at best.

She is very talented, but her character and temperament are not so suitable for the path of swordsmanship. Delicate thoughts can give her simple Master master's superb swordsmanship, but it is also easy to suffer setbacks and fall into disrepair.

But how can a swordsman be undefeated in his life? Only by experiencing various setbacks and overcoming the impossible challenges can we truly reborn. And Chi Dun is ready to upgrade this ancient sword to a famous sword suitable for that kind of person.

As for whether Nuoyu can go further, that is not something he needs to consider. Good soldiers can be covered in dust, but they must not be eliminated. However, he still believes that Nuo Yu can once again overcome the difficulties in his heart.

After all, she has already broken her prediction once, so naturally she can also break her second and third time.

"At first I thought it would be over, but I didn't expect there to be a follow-up."

Old man Chi murmured, his voice was full of pain: "I knew, I shouldn't have gambled with Xilan kid that time. This is good, but it will cost a lot."Of course, these are complaints.

The previous bet between him and Xi Lan was that Nuo Yu's weapon forging, repair and upgrade were arranged before his death. Except for the forging weapons, Xilan needs to provide the materials himself, and he will pay for all the rest.

Now since he wants to challenge again, naturally he can't be stingy in selection.

After all, instead of allowing those precious materials to accumulate dust in the warehouse and be remembered by thieves, it is better to use them to upgrade forged weapons. Maybe, I can make a breakthrough in my own technology after such an old age.

In order to forge, he continued to practice Nian Qi, and his physical fitness was better than that of some young blacksmiths.

"Start preparing."

Twisting and twisting his stout arm, Old Man Chi showed a smile on his face. The old lady drinking tea in the living room also laughed after hearing the sound of forging.

"This old man will not stop for the rest of his life."

Hearing the sound of iron strikes for most of my life, whether it is forging unconvinced when people are ridiculed, forging ambitious when life is brilliant, or forging anxiously and frustrated when knowing that I can no longer move forward.

Just by listening, she could feel what mood and forging her own old man was carrying out now.

"Sure enough, a man, no matter how old he is, he is a fool."

After all, only fools can be so aggressive and so unwilling to admit defeat.

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Take out the key from the space bag, gently dust off the lock with your hand, and open it. From the pavement, there is enough dust to make people cough up for a while. But as the girl waved her sleeves, all the dust in the gym was gathered by her.

This can be regarded as a small technique for controlling sword qi taught by Xie Ming. It took Risaly three days, but she only took one day.

At that time, she was secretly happy for a long time because of this.

Applying martial arts to all things in life is what Xie Ming taught them both. This can continuously improve the creativity of the swordsman, and it can strengthen their micromanagement and control.

For the careful Nuo Yu, this is what she is good at. In contrast, Reshalin looked a little rough.

"What's the use of thinking of these now?"

Nuo Yu shook his head, calmly picked up the bamboo broom placed in the corner, and while cleaning, opened all the doors and windows of the gymnasium to let the sunlight and fresh air flow in.

This is an extremely ordinary and normal thing, and it is also what she needs to do every day in the following days.

No need to train as hard as before, no need to face those powerful enemies and chilling conspiracies. She just needs to be plain, and spend the rest of the day.

As for the future, Xie Ming and the others succeeded, or Herder succeeded in the conspiracy, and the continent of Arad was destroyed. Just let the flow go.

Yes, just go with the flow...

In cleaning the small hall and the room, one day passed like this.

The next day, when the sun just showed a glimmer of light, Nuo Yu naturally opened her eyes. Although her consciousness was still slightly blurred, she began to dress and take care of herself very naturally, and then touched the head of her bed. .

Naturally, she felt empty.

"What about the sword..."

"Oh, yes... the sword is being repaired by Grandpa Chi... I, I have returned to Xu Zu, and I am back to Su Nan..."

Looking around this familiar and unfamiliar room, Nuo Yu couldn't help sighing as he looked at the various traces left by him everywhere in the room, "How can it be so easy to get rid of the habit?"

During the rest time on weekdays, unless there are special things, she and Ryshalyn both get up at the same time and start training after taking care of themselves.

After all, people as strong as Xie Ming still work so hard, so why don't they work hard?

After training, they ate breakfast prepared by Celia in the backyard of the Moonlight Pub.

"It's all freshened and taken care of...it's okay... let's prepare breakfast."

This is Su Nan, it's his own home, not Moonlight Tavern. Here, no one prepares breakfast for themselves, and no one works hard and trains with them. Here, only oneself.

"Speaking of which, there is nothing at home..."

Suddenly remembering this incident, Nuo Yu gently lifted his forehead. I just came back yesterday and just cleaned the house and gymnasium. Where do I have time to buy vegetables and rice? The food prepared in the space bag was also eaten up on the road from Huttonmar to Suan.

If Xie Ming, he must have started to remind everyone to start preparing when he returned to Huttonmar.

"...... Go out to eat."

It's rare to return to my hometown, so I have to review the characteristics of my hometown earlier. Turn right at the crossroads. Uncle Meng's oil cakes are famous in these streets. Own, but I haven't eaten it for a long time.

Think about it, all drooling.

"Let's go."

After patted his face, Nuo Yu opened the door and walked out of the room.

People in Suan have a very regular life, going to bed early and getting up early. Even if it is early now, the sound of training has already been heard in many gyms. Some restaurants and roadside stalls also began to emit steam.

Walked all the way to the pancake shop and greeted the neighbors I saw. After a few minutes, he walked to his destination.

"Yo! Girl Yu is back! When did you arrive, why don't you tell Uncle Meng?"

"Uncle Meng, I just came back yesterday, and I have been cleaning." Nuo Yu chuckled and sat on the wooden chair, which was a little shabby but very clean: "No, come here to find Uncle Meng early in the morning. NS."

"Outside, I'm Tenten thinking about eating the pancakes you made Uncle Meng."

"Hahahahaha, that's it! Then wait a while, Uncle Meng, I'll brand it for you right away."

"boom!"

Nianqi wrapped his hands and slammed the old dough that had not been known for how long. After a meal of kneading, he separated pieces of small cakes and threw them into the hot oil pan. After a while, the aroma of pasta slowly spread to the surroundings.

"Incorporate martial arts into life..."

Seeing the Nian Qi wrapped around Uncle Meng's hands, Nuo Yu suddenly asked, "Uncle Meng, how far have you cultivated this Nian Qi?"

"Ha, Uncle is just a cook, not those qigong masters, to what extent can he cultivate."

Hearing Nuo Yu's question, Uncle Meng couldn't help but laugh.

"However, when the kid in my family was disobedient, it was no problem to tidy him up. In other words, after hearing that Yuyao you and Master Xilan were going out for adventure, my kid also clamored to go out for adventure. ."

"That stinky boy, I really thought that after learning a few hands at the Qigong Master Gym, he would be able to resist Laozi. You can't even use the memory cannon, so go out to find death! The lazy toad wants to eat swan meat all day long. Little San’s friendship with him can be seen by everyone..."

For this topic, Nuo Yu could only respond with a wry smile. After all, it is not suitable anyway.

But from her current perspective, even some intermediate qigong masters could not achieve the Nian Qi that Uncle Meng condensed in her hands.You know, to condense Nian Qi in your hands, you can learn the skills of a high-level qigong master: the basic skills of Nian Beast·Dragon and Tiger Roar. Many mid-level qigong masters just stop at the threshold of mid-level and high-level because it is difficult to do this.

And Uncle Meng piled it up relying on experience and years.

"Okay, girl Yu, the pancakes are ready. Add porridge and soy milk by the way, right? I remember, you just like to eat them like this."

"Well, thank you Uncle Meng."

"You're welcome, the first customer to open the door is Girl Yu, but she recruited a lot of blessings for my shop today."

Retracting his gaze from Uncle Meng, and looking at the steaming oil cakes, porridge and soy milk, Nuo Yu became a little dazed.

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"Xie Ming, you are Xu Zuren, you should have eaten oil pancakes, right?"

"You pancakes? Why, you like to eat them."

"Yes."

"What is oil cake?" Sai Liya asked curiously: "Is it Xuzu's specialty food?"

"Um.... Simply put, it is fried, golden noodles. I have been out for so long, and I really miss the pancakes in my hometown." Nuoyu showed a nostalgic expression: "Uncle Meng's pancakes, It's extremely famous in a few streets."

"You cake..."

Xie Ming thought for a while, then looked at other people: "Selia, Obeys, do you want to eat?"

"Um!"

"very interested."

"Then tomorrow morning, I will make it for you after I finish training. During this period of running-in training in Sky City, everyone is indeed very hard."

"Xie Ming, can you make pancakes?"

Nuo Yu showed a skeptical look: "Don't think oil cakes are so easy to make. The fermentation of the dough, the technique of kneading the dough, the quality of the dough, and the degree of frying can be complicated."

"Also, Uncle Meng's dough is old dough. Do you have that old dough on your body?"

"Returning the old dough..." Xie Ming couldn't help but vomit: "Where can I get the old dough for you, I'm really picky. Just a word, can you eat it?"

"Eat! Also, I want to eat congee and soy milk with me."

"Hiss.... I'm still pushing my nose to my face."

The corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and Xie Ming looked at the other two people: "What about you, what do you want to eat?"

"Noodle!"

Celia raised her hand and said, "I heard that Xuzu's noodles are very chewy and delicious."

"Um... I'll just eat tea eggs." Obesi thought for a while: "Speaking of tea eggs, are they really eggs boiled from tea?"

"...You guys will really give me problems."

Xie Ming shook his head: "Okay, I want to find a way. I don't know, Huttonmar or West Blue, if they sell familiar spices and fermented things..."

The next day, even Selya, who ate the least, tasted everything Xie Ming had made. Nuo Yu ate several oil cakes and tea eggs. At that time, she even felt that even the oil cakes made by Uncle Meng were not as delicious as Xie Ming's.

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