Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Regardless of his identity as the son of the patriarch Wen Changjing.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Wen family, Wen Jueyuan is also proud of himself.

At the age of nine, he entered the Songyun Sword House to practice, and became a well-known figure in the Songyun Academy, a young genius.

At the age of thirteen, he successfully became an outer disciple of the Qinghe Sword Mansion.

In just four years, he was selected as an inner disciple of Qinghe Sword Mansion, ranking among the best.

Up to now, his cultivation 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 shots sigh!

How could such a person put such a son-in-law as Su Yi in his eyes?

Even for Huang Qianjun, who is so domineering and vicious, he doesn't even think about it.

"A pair of friends? That's a wonderful description!"

Wen Shaobei and the others booed and laughed.

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

"Wen Jueyuan, who are you scolding?"

Huang Ganjun was furious, his eyes violent.

"Why, did I say something wrong?"

Wen Jueyuan looked cold, "In Guangling City, who doesn't know that you are a dandy who commits all kinds of crimes? Who doesn't know that Su Yi is the son-in-law whom everyone ridicules?"

"you…"

Huang Qianjun's eyes were red.

Wen Jueyuan laughed, and said: "After half a month, the 'Dragon Gate Banquet' will kick off. At that time, I will also participate. You, Young Master Huang, are really capable. Come and have fun together, 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 are going to participate in the Longmen Banquet, how can we have a chance to show off?"

"Don't be discouraged, let's just perform well. As for the first place... only people like Wen Jueyuan are qualified to fight for it."

Those young men and women queuing up to buy weapons were in a commotion, and they all talked about it, and the topic all revolved around Wen Jueyuan.

They all have a feeling that the title of the first place in the Longmen Banquet will most likely fall on Wen Jueyuan's head!

This shows how famous Wen Jueyuan is among the younger generation in Guangling City.

Such a scene also made Wen Shaobei and other Wen family children feel radiant on their faces, and each of them raised their chests and heads high, proud of it.

Huang Qianjun's face was blue and white, and it was unpredictable.

But before he could speak, Wen Jueyuan casually said:

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

After all, he took everyone from the Wen family and swaggered away.

As for Su Yi, Wen Jueyuan completely ignored him, and he didn't even bother to argue with a useless person.

Once he did this, others would only laugh at him as Wen Jueyuan's bullying.

Besides, what sense of accomplishment does bullying a son-in-law have?

Watching Wen Jueyuan and his party leave, Huang Ganjun clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and his face was livid and ugly.

"Is it hard?"

Su Yi glanced at the rich young master.

Huang Qianjun took a deep breath and nodded.

Immediately, as if he had reacted suddenly, he said in a daze, "Brother Su, you... what do you think? Are you not angry at all?"

He was very puzzled. Su Yi easily defeated all the subordinates around him in Juxian Tower.

That level of martial arts power is absolutely extraordinary!

What's more, Su Yi's contacts can make his old man Huang Yunchong completely bow his head and admit defeat.

Under such circumstances, how could Su Yi just let it go?

Su Yi said casually, "It's just the yelling of a small ant. If it makes me angry, I'll give him a high regard. Unfortunately, he doesn't deserve it."

Huang Ganjun was stunned, obviously unable to understand.

Su Yi didn't bother to explain anymore.

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

This little episode will be over soon.

Inside the sword casting workshop.

Before a raging fire.

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

Wang Tianyang's hair is thin, almost bald, thin and lean, with bronze skin, holding a giant hammer in his hand, and is hammering a fiery red sword embryo.

Sparks flew everywhere, filling the room with light.

"Old man, my friend is here, it would be convenient for you to help refine a sword?"

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

But Wang Tianyang ignored it, and beat the sword embryo by himself, making a loud bang, sparks almost splashed on Huang Qianjun's body.

Huang Qianjun, who was ignored, smiled awkwardly, and said to Su Yi in a low voice, "Brother Su, that's just how old Wang's temper is, don't mind."

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

Huang Ganjun nodded quickly.

Naturally, there is no shortage of various materials for forging weapons in the Jianjian Workshop, and there are also some rare and rare items.

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

Even those precious refining materials are almost all mortals.

"Is Brother Su not satisfied? This is already the best sword-making 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 Ganjun explained.

Su Yi was noncommittal, and said: "Get ready, I want to buy thirty catties of Qingguang cold iron, one catty of Chiyang copper powder, five catties of black ice water..."

More than ten kinds of materials were reported.

Among them are rare and rare things.

After Huang Qianjun wrote down one by one, he ordered the servants in the Jianjian Workshop to start preparations.

And he took Su Yi back the same way, and came back to the place where Wang Tianyang was forging.

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

"Grandpa..."

This time Huang Qianjun just opened his mouth, Wang Tianyang interrupted, "The old man has refined a sword today, and it took a lot of energy. Come back in three days."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and sipped it leisurely.

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

But he was rejected on his own territory, where would he put his face?

He took a deep breath and said: "Old man, my father can talk about it, but Brother Fansu's affairs will be dealt with immediately, you..."

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

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

"Master, the refining materials are ready."

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

Seeing this, Wang Tianyang was the first to get angry, and shouted: "Who asked you to bring the materials here? I have been refining the sword weapon for half a month. 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 me! Move them all back to me!"

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

"The old man is in a hurry to go to the brothel..."

Huang Qianjun suddenly understood that with the old man's strong body, it would be really uncomfortable to hold back for half a month.

Suddenly, a bold idea came to his mind, should he give the word "挊" to the old man, and solve the urgent need first?

"Wait."

Seeing that the servants were about to move the materials back again, Su Yi said, "I don't intend to borrow other people's hands to help me make the sword this time."

Huang Qianjun and Wang Tianyang were both taken aback.

"May I use this furnace?"

Su Yi looked at the stove not far away.

Huang Ganjun hurriedly said: "Of course, it's just...Brother Su, are you planning to forge the sword yourself?"

Su Yi nodded: "Not bad."

As a sword cultivator, only the sword that he forges is the most suitable for him, and only then can he fully display his swordsmanship.

"Yo, so you kid is here to mess things up?"

Wang Tianyang sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.

A young boy who is still young wants to forge a sword in front of him, which is too provocative.

"Old man, please don't misunderstand me. How could my Brother Su have such thoughts? He just..."

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

He really didn't know beforehand that Su Yi actually had his own thoughts on forging swords.

Wang Tianyang was inspired to be competitive like a fighting rooster, and said loudly:

"There is no need to explain, since the provocation came to the door, how can the old man Wang Tianyang not express it? If so, if it spreads, 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 have any other needs? The old man will satisfy you. Whatever ability you have, just show it!"

Su Yi thought for a while, and said: "The fire is not strong enough, how are you doing?"

Hearing this request unexpectedly, Wang Tianyang couldn't help being stunned for a while, before pointing to his nose, he said with an incredulous expression:

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

The atmosphere was suddenly suppressed.

All the boys present gasped, and they could see that Mr. Wang Tianyang was a little angry.

Huang Qianjun was in a hurry, and just about to speak out to ease the atmosphere, Su Yi nodded naturally, saying:

"Since you are the best swordsmith in Guangling City, you must also have the strongest control over the temperature of the fire. If you light the fire, there shouldn't be any mistakes when I forge the sword."

Huang Qianjun was dumbfounded, a generation of swordsmith masters, but was treated by Brother Su as a fireworker... What is this called?

Looking at Wang Tianyang again, his chest heaved violently with anger, his bronzed cheeks flushed a lot, obviously completely irritated.

"Old man, please don't be angry." Huang Ganjun hurriedly comforted him.

Wang Tianyang gritted his teeth, waved his hand violently and said: "Go away, I have been forging swords for forty years, I have never seen such a big storm, it's just a little provocation, I can't help it!"

"Isn't it just lighting a fire, yes, the old man agrees!"

As he spoke, he looked at the servants and ordered, "Go, let the swordsmiths in the workshop stop what they are doing, and come and join me with this old man to see what this provocateur is capable of!"

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 think of the scenes in Xinghuang Medical Center yesterday when Su Yi showed his medical skills.

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