I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

"Jiandan Qinxin, this little girl has awakened Jiandan Qinxin! If you can join my Lingxu Sword Sect, it only takes ten years, and Sect will definitely have an extra sword master!"

Tang Xueyi stared at Yue'er with burning eyes.

At the same time, I was a little confused in my heart, I had contact with Yue'er before, and I didn't find anything unusual, why now the little girl has a heart of swords and courage for no reason.

"Could it be that son's method?"

Tang Xueyi didn't dare to think about it, what kind of power is needed to do it.

That son is so young, how could he be so skillful? Could it be that he is actually an unrivaled powerhouse?

The more Tang Xueyi thought about it, the more she felt that Ji Mo was miraculous, and she wished she could immediately find out Jim Mo and learn everything about him.

Li Xiao's disciples searched for several times, but returned empty-handed, but failed to find Ji Mo.

The old man sighed and asked who can find someone who can play the piano, and he is willing to teach him all his piano skills, which immediately caused a sensation.

The Shiba Inu and the mouse also caused quite a commotion, and many cultivators fought over it.

As for why a dog and a mouse suddenly became enlightened, it has become an unsolved mystery in Baishou Town.

But Ji Mo didn't know how much trouble he had caused, so he walked slowly to the blacksmith's shop in the town.

"Zhang Dage, why are you frowning? People who are about to get married should be in good spirits when happy events happen."

When we arrived at the blacksmith's shop, Jim Mo greeted the honest man who was blacksmithing.

"It's Doctor Ji, but I haven't seen you for a while, and this time you're here to buy iron again?"

When Tiejiang Zhang saw Ji Mo carrying a basket, he forced a smile on his face.

The year before last when he was forging iron, he was scalded by molten iron, causing extensive burns on his body. It was Jim Mo who saved him, so he was always grateful and very polite to Jim Mo.

Every time Ji Mo came to buy iron materials, Blacksmith Zhang almost always sold them at a low price, and would rather suffer a loss than charge Ji Mo more money.

"Well, it may take a little more this time."

Ji Mo nodded, a little embarrassed, the more people he buys, the more Zhang Blacksmith may lose.

"Take as much as you want, why are you being polite, I still have a few pieces of black iron at the bottom of the box, I'll find them for you."

Blacksmith Zhang stopped his work, took over the baskets, and went into the house to search for iron materials for Ji Mo.

Ji Mo had nothing to do, saw the half-forged ax on the workbench, picked up the big hammer and forged it.

At this time, a woman covered in rouge and gouache rushed over angrily, and shouted loudly, "Ironsmith, when will you get the five hundred taels of silver gift money that my father asked you to prepare? Change your mind and marry that butcher Xu."

Ji Mo glanced at the woman and finally understood why Tiejiang Zhang was worried.

When a daughter of an ordinary family in the town gets married, the gift money is only a few taels of silver, and with a little silk and satin, it only costs about twenty taels of silver.

This woman is fine, she just opened her mouth for five hundred taels, like a lion opening her mouth.

Blacksmith Zhang came out after hearing the sound, and said with an apologetic smile, "Cuifen, wait for a few more days, and when I sell the shop, I will almost have it all together. Can this gift money save your father's money, we will have to live in the future."

If the blacksmith shop is sold out, blacksmith Zhang will have no means of making a living, so he hopes that the woman will ask for less dowry.

Cui Fen didn't even think about it, and flatly refused, "It's a good idea, five hundred taels of silver, not a penny less. I'll give you two more days, and if you can't get it out, you poor man, our business will be a mess. Think about it." There are a lot of people who marry old wives."

"Oh, a material woman."

Ji Mo looked at the back of Cuifen leaving, and felt worthless for Zhang Tiejiang.

But he would rather demolish a temple than a marriage. As an outsider, Ji Mo has nothing to say, so he can only vent his anger on the ax in front of him.

Sparks shot out, and iron filings flew.

The black axe, under Ji Mo's beating, turned out a few traces of silvery white, with a faint rune flashing away.

The original ordinary ax seems to have become a little different.

"Doctor Ji, your blacksmithing technology is better than mine. If you come to open a shop, the business will definitely be very good."

Blacksmith Zhang gave a thumbs up and praised. He always felt that Ji Mo's blacksmithing was so pleasing to the eye, and there was a sense of beauty that surpassed power to the peak.

"If I had money, I'd like to sell your shop, eh."

Ji Mo is also poor. Although he wanted to help Blacksmith Zhang, he couldn't do it.

"You take all the good iron. Anyway, the price will be lowered if you sell it. You can't make it cheaper for others."

Blacksmith Zhang put the best-quality ore and a few pieces of black iron in the store into the back basket, and the pile was full.

The work in Ji Mo's hands was also finished, and he threw the hammered ax into the pool to cool down.

He took out all the silver on his body and handed it to Blacksmith Zhang, but found that it was still not enough, which made Ji Mo a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, I will make up for it when you have enough money."

Tiejiang Zhang didn't care, even if Ji Mo didn't pay him, he wouldn't say anything.

After Ji Mo left, Blacksmith Zhang had no intention of blacksmithing, squatting in front of the shop smoking a pipe, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

At this time, a cultivator passed by the blacksmith's shop and was attracted by the light of the pool.

He pulled the ax straight out of the water, his eyes widening.

"Blacksmith, how much is your ax?" He couldn't wait to ask.

"one……"

Blacksmith Zhang stretched out a finger, and he was about to blurt out a word or two.

"One thousand taels of silver? No problem."

The cultivator hurriedly took out the bank notes, for fear that Blacksmith Zhang would go back on his word.

"One thousand taels of silver to buy this ax, you think it's a good idea."

Another cultivator appeared, staring at the ax without moving his eyes, and said loudly, "I offer one thousand taels, gold."

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a pot exploded, and the people nearby flocked.

Originally, one thousand taels of silver was scary enough, yet someone offered one thousand taels of gold, such a bidding was unheard of.

Blacksmith Zhang couldn't believe his ears, his voice was trembling, "Are you kidding me?"

An ax can be worth a thousand taels of gold, so who are you fooling?

"Of course I'm joking. I want to buy this ax for a mere thousand taels of gold. How is it possible? I'll give you ten thousand taels of gold."

A female cultivator stepped out from the crowd and offered an even more terrifying price.

At this time, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard.

"This is Miss Wen's personal maid. She also likes this axe. Could it be that this is really a treasure?"

Someone recognizes the female cultivator.

A person of this status would naturally not speak indiscriminately, that is to say, she really thought that the ax in front of her was worth ten thousand taels of gold.

The identity of the female cultivator is there, and no one dares to make a price for this axe.

When Blacksmith Zhang received a thick stack of gold tickets, he was still in a daze.

He never thought that he would get a huge sum of money out of nowhere.

The reason for everything is that Ji Mo hit him with an ax conveniently.

Suddenly, the eyes of the surrounding crowd glowed, staring straight at Blacksmith Zhang, they rushed forward and rushed over.