"A Red Turban Blacksmith?"
Most of the people were baffled by Chu Huoluo's question. However, there were a few people who had a sudden realization after pondering for a moment.
"Now that you mention it, there is indeed such a person."
An old man thought for a long time and provided a clearer clue.
"There was a Red Turban Blacksmith who sold farm tools on the streets. He often composed songs and his lyrics were extraordinary. I remember this person's surname was Qin. I once drank with him and he said that he could refine iron into gold and turn things into gods. But I just took it as a joke. "
He thought for a while and sighed, "Thinking about it, it has been twelve or thirteen years. Then one day, this blacksmith disappeared. I haven't seen him for a long time. If you didn't mention it today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have remembered this person. "
They were friends, but if they didn't see each other for a few days, they would forget about them. Who would have the patience to remember them?
In this world, this was a common thing.
Cynanchum Chinense was very happy when she heard the news, but she was disappointed when she heard that it was twelve or thirteen years ago. But she still asked about this Blacksmith Qin's address and appearance, and went to look for him.
She found a big courtyard according to the old man's address. That was a place where many craftsmen lived. These people all had amazing skills, or first level True God Realm warriors, they could barely live in the outer city. But because it was not easy to live in the outer city, and because of the economic difficulties, they formed such a place.
Because it was twelve or thirteen years ago, most people didn't remember Blacksmith Qin, only a few old people who lived here had some impression.
"Old Qin …"
"I think he moved away ten years ago, it was quite strange at that time."
"Yes, Old Qin lived in our courtyard for sixty years, and suddenly moved away. I even asked him why."
These old people had no meaning to live, they just lived and waited for death. It was rare for them to think about the past, so they chatted happily.
From them, Cynanchum Chinense knew more about Blacksmith Qin.
— — This person was really different from those who lived in the courtyard.
In the outer city of Overlord City, there were as many True Gods as there were hairs on a cow. There were all kinds of strange people, and because of that, these people were not worth much.
If one wanted to make a living in the outer city, the best way was to go up the city wall and fight the enemy. However, this was a matter of life and death. Not to mention that those who were seriously injured and disabled had to retire, even those who were lucky enough to be whole would not be able to bear it after a few years.
Most of the people tried their best to obtain the qualifications to become a citizen of the outer city. It was nothing more than a peaceful life. If they were to fight for their lives on the city walls every day, what was the difference between living outside the city and fighting for their lives?
As time passed, most people became numb.
Going with the flow, most of the people in the outer city lived a muddle-headed life. They did not have the spirit of a True God Realm martial artist.
Blacksmith Qin was different.
Every day he would forge iron at night, and during the day he would wander the streets and alleys. He lived a very interesting life, and in a day he earned quite a lot of money. Yet he spent his money in a sloppy manner. He treated people to wine and was extremely generous.
Every day when he was drunk, he would sing some folk songs that no one knew. In the afternoon, he would go back to his room to sleep. However, when the sun was about to set, he would wake up again and tinker with his iron tools.
This kind of life, for a few days, a few months, or even a few years, it would not be strange.
However, in the courtyard, Blacksmith Qin had lived like this for a full sixty years. At that time, he did not find it strange and was used to it. However, looking back now, he felt that it was interesting.
"This Blacksmith Qin is indeed not an ordinary person."
Cynanchum Chinense muttered to herself. It was no wonder that the person her master was looking for was so special. If there was nothing special about him, why would she specially look for him?
"Then, old sirs, do you know where Blacksmith Qin is now?"
It was useless if they could not find him. They had to ask more clearly.
"This …"
The few old men shook their heads in confusion. They racked their brains for a long time before one of them patted his head and said, "I remember now. Blacksmith Qin said that he wanted to forge the best sword in the world. He entered Xuan Yuan Mountain and never came back! At that time, I even laughed at him! "
Xuan Yuan Mountain?
— — The mountain was in the city, not outside.
Cynanchum Chinense knew that this was a big mountain in the middle of the outer city. The forest was deep and dense. From their residence, they could see the outline of Xuan Yuan Mountain even on a clear day.
"More than ten years ago, there was a meteorite that fell into Xuan Yuan Mountain. It was rumored that there was a black iron elite. However, the outer city commander had organized people to search for it several times, but they did not find anything. Old Qin seemed to have heard this news, so he entered the mountain to search for it. He said that he wanted to forge a sword with meteorite … "
These old men had excellent memories. They pieced together what happened that day and roughly remembered what happened.
After Blacksmith Qin left, he did not return. However, the search for meteorite and the forging of the sword took a lot of effort and time. It was very likely that he was still in Xuan Yuan Mountain.
Cynanchum Chinense heard this news and did not dare to delay. She hurried back home to report to Shen Zhenyi.
— — Could it be that her master was born with knowledge? He heard that Blacksmith Qin wanted to forge the best sword in the world, so he went to find him?
But how did he find out?
Cynanchum Chinense felt more and more that her master was mysterious and unfathomable. She was full of admiration for him.
Shen Zhenyi's reaction was out of his expectations.
"He went to look for meteorite?"
He seemed to be a little surprised.
Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The people of the Thousand Iron Alliance are of the same origin. They don't do proper business, but want to forge a sword …"
"Even if it is meteorite, with their craftsmanship, what can they do?"
Shen Zhenyi shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "In that case, we will go to the mountain tomorrow to find him. It is not easy to forge meteorite. Even if this blacksmith is found, I am afraid that it will take decades of hard work to forge it. We can't just wait here. "
It had only been more than ten years, and Blacksmith Qin had successfully found meteorite. The possibility of successfully forging a sword was almost zero.
Shen Zhenyi needed to find the people of the Thousand Iron Alliance. If he did not want to travel to another outer city, he could only go deep into the mountain to find the missing Blacksmith Qin.
"Master wants to find him, is it not because he wants to forge a sword? What is the Thousand Iron Alliance? "
Princess Long was also surprised, so she asked again.
Shen Zhenyi shook his head and smiled, "The Thousand Iron Alliance is a large organization in King City. I don't know what happened in the past thousand years, so I want to find them and ask."
Zi Ningjun, Cynanchum Chinense, and Princess Long looked at each other. They still did not understand what Shen Zhenyi was saying.
But the Third Young Master Shen's arrangements had never been wrong, so they did not ask anymore and just listened to him.
Outside the window, a black shadow suddenly disappeared under the moonlight. It was as inconspicuous as a cat.
But Shen Zhenyi's eyes still flashed, revealing a half-smile.
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