Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Cool and airy little room.

Hong Yuan sat quietly here to enjoy the cool air, waiting for orders from senior brother Zhu Wushang.

Senior Brother Zhu had already brought him into the small room for a while, but he didn't know what Senior Brother Zhu was worried about, as if he had something to say but was struggling whether to say it or not.

Tap, tap~

Zhu Wushang sat on the wicker chair, knocked on the table with one hand, lost in thought.

The gray and white teacup on the mahogany table shook with the knock on the table, full of tea but not falling out.

a long time.

Zhu Wushang spoke.

"Ah Yuan, how old do you think Master is?"

Hong Yuan thought for a while, and recalled the appearance of his master Lin Daoyan.

Master Lin Daoyan looked like a middle-aged man, he should be around forty-five years old. But if the brother asks this, then the master must be older.

After all, he was a Tier 5 martial artist, so it was acceptable to look young.

"Sixty years old?" Hong Yuan hesitated.

"Guess again." Zhu Wushang shook his head and chuckled.

"eighty?"

"Not eighty, Master is already one hundred and forty-seven years old this year!"

Um? !

Hong Yuan raised his head suddenly and looked at his senior brother in shock.

Fake, my master is an old monster! ?

"Don't be surprised. Master was very lucky when he was young, and he possessed some of the qualities of a martial sage in advance. But master is not a martial sage after all, and he has limited means of prolonging his life."

"If you can't become a Martial Saint before the age of three hundred, Master——"

Hearing this, Hong Yuan probably understood what the senior brother said. But Hong Yuan still didn't understand why the senior brother wanted to count out the master's life span.

For the sake of the elders, Senior Brother Zhu is not like those lunatics.

Sure enough, Senior Brother Zhu's voice changed, "Ah Yuan, what I say next can only be heard by you and me."

Only after Hong Yuan nodded affirmatively did Zhu Wushang tell the reason.

"Since senior brother failed to ascend to the immortal aperture, master has a resource inclination sequence level for us disciples."

"He believes that everything is in contention, and there is no way to cross the river without contention."

"That's why he would rather give the extra resources to disciples who are truly talented than to give those mediocre disciples."

"In the first issue, Bai Ge and Mo Jiuyou are competitors!"

"In this issue, you and Zhao Gonghe are competitors!"

Hong Yuan understood.

Although he didn't know what kind of big brother made Master change his educational philosophy, he had better follow the rules so that he could get more resources from Master.

Zhu Wushang saw the expression of enlightenment on Hong Yuan's face, and nodded in satisfaction.

Zhu Wushang still favors Hong Yuan more than Zhao Gonghe's son from the sect's aristocratic family.

On Hong Yuan, Zhu Wushang saw the shadows of his two senior brothers.

At this time, Zhu Wushang remembered the tragedy of his two senior brothers, so he still told Hong Yuan a few more words.

"Ah Yuan, you are very talented, far beyond ordinary people, but I still hope that you will not be too aggressive in martial arts. Just listen to those words that burn everything for a moment to sublimate."

"You can only walk your own path, no one can make a decision for you. Follow the steps, and you should be able to become a fifth-level warrior."

"Fifth-rank martial artist can already be a figure in the power of Fengxi Sect!"

Zhu Wushang said a lot of things to Hong Yuan with sincerity and heartfelt heart, which was a bit cumbersome.

While Hong Yuan was still contemplating and digesting, Zhu Wushang announced that Hong Yuan was already a second-tier foundry master, and he would report this matter to his master.

Second-tier foundry...

Hong Yuan suddenly came back to his senses.

He succeeded? He succeeded.

Double monthly salary, master reward, minor success in "Wan Ji Yuan Gong", evolve into ice armor python...

All of a sudden, many thoughts flashed through Hong Yuan's mind.

Zhu Wushang picked up the gray teacup, pursed his lips lightly, and gave Hong Yuan time to digest.

Hong Yuan was indeed digesting the huge amount of information brought by Senior Brother Zhu. When Hong Yuan gradually regained his composure, he began to understand how he and Zhao Gonghe should get along.

Soon, Hong Yuan had a general direction in his mind.

"Fight without breaking, seek progress while maintaining stability."

Hong Yuan understands that the competition between him and Zhao Gonghe is inevitable, because both of them were born at the same time, and both of them want their master Lin Daoyan to give priority to resources for him.

Everything, see the performance!

Hong Yuan will never give in, because this is something that must be encountered when becoming stronger.

Only the donor will not be hostile, becoming a blood sucker, conflicts with others are inevitable!

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes."

"Changsheng Martial Dao, Changsheng Martial Dao, after all, it still has the word 'Wu'!"

Hong Yuan thought about whether he would be too prominent and arouse people's hatred, but he also remembered that his rise was bound to offend people.

Therefore, the fist is the last word.

Fist is power! ! !

...

At dusk, the Jialiu Workshop looks so cold.

The official disciples and practice disciples who worked as blacksmiths got off work one after another and left the Jialiu Workshop. Only the lingering heat of the stove could prove that they had been here.

At this time, there are still a few blacksmiths left in the Jialiu Workshop, and Zhao Gonghe is among them.

Zhao Gonghe was not because he wanted to hurry up and work, he just wanted to see what the final result of Hong Yuan was, whether he had become a second-tier foundry master.

He is not reconciled without seeing the final result!

"Oh, Ah Yuan really understands medicinal food? Next time, help me with one too."

"Well, brother, feel free to leave it to me, I'm a good cook!"

When Zhao Gonghe saw Hong Yuan and Zhu Wushang walking out of the small room talking and laughing, he immediately understood that Hong Yuan became a second-tier foundry master.

At this moment, Zhao Gonghe completely gave up all unrealistic thoughts.

He intends to win Hong Yuan with Qi Dao, in order to please Lin Yiru in this bloodless contest, and then to please his master.

Take a detour!

"Snakes have snake ways, rats have rat ways."

"Ah Yuan, it's nothing to be ahead for a while, the one who has the last laugh is really happy."

pat~

Zhao Gonghe dropped the iron tongs in his hand and strode towards the dark street.

...

The hoarfrost stone house at night adds a touch of loneliness, but because of its bright red lights, it looks so lively.

In the study, Zhu Wushang reported the progress of Hong Yuan's casting master to his master Lin Daoyan in detail.

While listening to Zhu Wushang's report, master Lin Daoyan tapped lightly on the rough sample of the red copper and iron saber that Hong Yuan made in the afternoon.

When, when~

Duo Ji's pleasant voice spread and floated to Lin Yiru's boudoir.

Lin Yiru, who was still studying the second-order prescription of Zhenzhen Dan in the boudoir, was moved towards his father's study.

When Lin Yiru came to the study and leaned against the window to listen to the lecture, his father Lin Daoyan and Zhu Wushang looked at each other tacitly.

While talking about Hong Yuan, the two mixed private things, mainly praising Hong Yuan for being able to endure loneliness, and wanted to dispel Lin Yiru's idea of ​​participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition and striving for strength.

"Second-level foundry master? In other words, that greedy Hong Yuan is already a second-level warrior!?" Lin Yiru covered his mouth in surprise.

Forging weapons is a special test of one's heart, and it is more laborious than refining elixir.

You must know that she is only rolling around in the first-order pharmacist realm, what kind of monster is Hong Yuan! ?

According to Lin Yiru's understanding of Hong Yuan, Hong Yuan should not be willing to be so lonely and boring. He should go on a killing spree and cause trouble everywhere for Yuanshi.

In the sect, kill kill kill!

"Wu Shang, you bring Ah Yuan over here tomorrow."

"I see, Master."

Lin Yiru's eyes lit up outside the window.

The blacksmiths in the workshop are all tall and big, with extraordinary physique.

And Hong Yuan is a Tier 2 martial artist, if he pulls Hong Yuan into his team, wouldn't it be a random killing in the Zongmen Grand Competition at the end of the year! ! !