Immortal Refiner

Chongning County, Xisha Street.

Rather than a street, this place is more like a shabby alley made of yellow mud.

Li Qing didn't dare to imagine how muddy the road would be if it rained here. Even the conditions in Cuishan Village in Xiaocuiling were not so simple, at least there were stones on the road!

"Master was also a man of temperament when he was young. He rushed into the government office and beat the county magistrate seriously..."

"If Wu Lijun hadn't taken a fancy to his forging skills, I'm afraid he would have been executed in the autumn!"

He heard these words from He Baosheng. Attacking an official of the court was a serious crime punishable by death.

However, Master Gu was already famous at that time. He forged a Nine Dragon Spear, which was definitely a magic weapon.

Unfortunately, his reputation had not yet been fully developed. At that time, Master Gu could only be regarded as a famous craftsman, not a divine craftsman.

By now, Jiulong Ge has actually gained quite a reputation in the martial arts world, but unfortunately its owner's whereabouts have always been erratic, and he has rarely appeared in the world, so his fame is far less than that of the demon sword Honglian and the Xuanwu spear.

After walking halfway in the alley of Xisha Street, Li Qing finally found the place where Master Gu's descendants lived.

It was a very shabby tile house, and even the wooden door had many gaps.

He Baosheng said that Master Gu's descendants also inherited his father's business and also worked as a blacksmith on this street, but they could barely make a living.

"Excuse me, is Master Gu Yu at home?"

Li Qing thought about it, and finally decided not to knock on the door with his hands, always feeling that the wooden door would fall down if he exerted a little force.

Not long after, the wooden door creaked open, and a middle-aged man with dishevelled hair and dirty face walked out of the house vigilantly.

"I am. May I ask who you are? Are you here to forge iron?"

Before Li Qing could open his mouth to explain his purpose, a little kid who looked like a mud monkey rushed out of the door, holding a branch and muttering:

"Who is coming? Tell me your name, ah-ah~"

The little kid had just rushed out when he was shocked by the roar of a tiger.

"Ao-hou!"

A tiger cub like a big dog was crawling at Li Qing's feet, grinning, and the little kid covered in mud was scared silly.

Pah!

The little kid sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the branch in his hand fell down. Tears began to roll in his eyes, but he didn't cry out loud. It can only be said that he is worthy of being the descendant of Master Gu!

"Smelly boy, get out of here." Gu Yu looked at the tiger under Li Qing's feet with a look of shock, and then kicked his child back.

Li Qing also frowned and kicked the tiger cub, kicking it to a place that could not be seen in the rubbish beside the wall.

"Sorry, Master Gu, I have no ill intentions, I just want to find you to make something." Li Qing thought about it, but still did not directly state his purpose, wanting to observe how difficult the conditions of this family were.

Gu Yu smiled immediately when he heard that there was business.

"So you want to make something, please come in, sir, what do you want to make?"

Li Qing followed him into the house, looked around, and saw a mining draft placed in the corner of the wall. He said without thinking: "Make a pickaxe, about this size is enough, how long will it take?"

"Wait a minute, sir, I will make it for you before dark."

With that, Gu Yu re-ignited the furnace and prepared to start forging.

The furnaces in general blacksmith shops are basically kept at a high temperature. From this point, it can be seen that Gu Yu's business is not ordinary bleak on weekdays.

Seeing Master Gu's son standing in a familiar but not standard posture, Li Qing nodded slightly.

There are indeed some shadows of Gu Xuan Hammer Kung Fu, but the foundation is very poor and the posture is also average. It seems that Master Gu was not able to pass on all his martial arts to his son before he was taken to Wu Li Army.

As for why he did not leave the original martial arts to his son, Li Qing did not know. Maybe he was worried about being remembered by others.

Thinking of this, Li Qing asked casually: "Besides the pickaxe, what else can you forge? Can you use swords?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Yu's face changed slightly. He whispered: "Sir, for some reason, the government prohibits me from forging swords. Once I am discovered, I will be severely punished..."

"It's okay, I just asked casually." Li Qing nodded.

When the temperature of the furnace gradually rose, Gu Yu began to forge.

Judging from Li Qing's current forging level, this kind of craftsmanship is naturally not worth mentioning. He can only be regarded as an ordinary craftsman and has not received the true teachings of Master Gu.

When the forging was halfway done and the rough shape of the pickaxe head was formed, a rogue voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Master Gu, the hoe you made for me last month is not good. Look, it has become loose after only a few uses!"

A bare-chested young man walked in and threw a hoe into the door.

"How could this happen? It shouldn't become loose so quickly if it is used normally." Gu Yu looked at the hoe on the ground.

The rogue kicked the hoe with his foot, and saw that the joint between the wood and the hoe was indeed shaking.

"If you don't believe me, take a look. It has become so loose after only a few uses. How can I hoe the soil? What a crappy skill!"

"Now because of your broken hoe, the farming season has been delayed. Hurry up and compensate me two taels of silver!"

As soon as these words came out, blacksmith Gu Yu's face suddenly turned ugly. How could he not know that this land scoundrel came here just for money.

"This...this...Feng Jin, wait a minute, I'll give you a new one without charging you any money. Two taels of silver is too much. I gave you a hoe at first." I only received two silver coins.”

The land scoundrel named Feng Jin sneered, and he said, "Are we beating again? Now we've delayed the farm work, why do you still want to beat me for nothing? What if it becomes loose again?"

"The harvest in our fields this year is bad because of your hoe. You are going to pay for it. Get the money quickly or I will sue you!"

As soon as he heard about the government, Gu Yu's complexion became even uglier, and he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

At this time, Li Qing bent down, picked up the loose hoe, stroked the blade on it, and whispered:

"This hoe should not be loose naturally. The blade was hit hard and there are obvious marks on it. The wooden handle at the joint was also shattered."

"Eighty percent of the time it was someone who deliberately used this hoe to hoe rocks or other hard objects, which resulted in the damage. If you want to pay compensation, you have to ask the person who broke the hoe to pay for it."

Hearing Li Qing's explanation, Gu Yu wiped his sweat and felt grateful in his eyes.

The local ruffian Feng Jin became anxious and said angrily: "You...who the hell are you? This hoe is placed in my house every day, who else could break it?"

"You mean I broke it myself?"

Li Qing didn't even look at him, he just threw the hoe over and said calmly: "I don't know about that. Anyway, the broken hoe has nothing to do with the blacksmith's skill."

"Okay, okay! Lao Gu, you still have someone to support you now, right? Just wait for me!"

The land scoundrel held a hoe and originally planned to teach Li Qing a lesson, but Li Qing was tall and strong, and he was obviously no match for him on his own, so he planned to go out and find some accomplices to come and make trouble.

However, before he even stepped out of the door, a powerful tiger roar suddenly sounded:

"Ouch!"

The tiger's majestic sound shook all directions, and even the walls seemed to tremble.

Feng Jin, the local scoundrel, was shocked by the tiger's roar, his face turned pale, his legs and feet were weak, and his body was trembling slightly.

The tiger cub rushed in. It shook its head, vaguely possessing the power of a tiger.

This time, Li Qing did not teach the tiger cub a lesson, but let it rub against his feet.

Feng Jin's eyes moved up from Li Qing's feet until he met Li Qing's cold eyes, and finally remembered a rumor from earlier today.

The gangsters outside the city were killed by a young man who brought a tiger into the city.

"hiss!"

Feng Jin took a deep breath of cold air again, his heart became cold, and he said incoherently:

"You...you...you are the fierce tiger..."

"You were the one who killed all the gangsters outside the city?"

Li Qing raised his eyebrows and was still thinking about the meaning of the fierce tiger. That Feng Jin knelt down directly:

"Uncle, please spare my life. I shouldn't have come here to extort money. I'm young and blind!"

Kneel down so quickly! I have never seen such a coward!

Li Qing also wanted to laugh for a moment, but he still maintained a cold attitude and said: "Go away!"

Feng Jin didn't say anything, and immediately ran out in a hurry.

But when he turned around, Feng Jin's expression didn't look right either. He said with complicated eyes: "You are the fierce tiger that is rumored in the city and kills people like crazy..."

Killing people like hemp? Tiger?

What a fucking nickname!

Li Qing, who didn't like this nickname very much, turned a little dark, thinking that it was probably the escaped gangsters who had spread the word. At this moment, he wanted to talk to those people.

Why did you give him such an unpleasant nickname, and it sounded like a short-lived villain? What if someone accidentally gave him a nickname one day? !

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