I am God

Ignoring those students' unconstrained inferences, Xiu Zhe knew that his image was irreparable, so he simply let them make up for it.

When he came to Xinda's office door, Xiu Zhe knocked on the door politely. Although his status is not the same as in the past, a blacksmith of Xinda's level will not easily offend him as long as his head has not been kicked by a donkey. Besides, Sinda took good care of him when he was studying at the Imperial Sword Academy, and these basic etiquettes are still required.

"Come in." Xinda's old voice sounded from the room, Xiu Zhe opened the door and said with a smile, "Grandpa Xinda, long time no see."

Xinda raised his eyebrows when he heard Xiu Zhe's voice, and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with a smile on his old face, saying, "Your boy is a big shot now, there's no need to be so reserved, come and sit on the sofa."

"Grandpa Xinda, did you treat me to the good tea last time? I came here with Elder Xiu from the Kingdom of the Dark Elves. Drinking cheap tea made from cheap tea will hinder the status of Elder Xiu." Yong Shili He sneaked into the room from behind Xiu Zhe and said with a smile.

"You girl will take advantage of the fire, and beat around the bush if you want to drink my tea." Sinda stood up with a helpless smile and went to the cabinet next to the desk, took out a can of tea and boiled water.

Yong Shili happily pulled Xiu Zhe to sit on the sofa, put his palms on his mouth and said in a low voice, "You should have a good taste of the tea made from the tea leaves that Grandpa Xinda treasured, the taste is particularly mellow."

"It's also very expensive. It's about the same price per kilogram as an inch of fabric for the magic black robe that boy Xiu Zhe wears." Xinda said with some heartache.

Hearing that Xinda's tea is so expensive, Xiu Zhe muttered with a wry smile, "My mouth is not worth that price."

Xiu Zhe was not humble, but felt from the bottom of his heart that a rough person like himself who had not received a higher education would not be able to taste tea made from sky-high tea leaves.

After a series of tedious steps such as washing the tea, Xin Da put the brewed tea in a purple sand pot and poured each of Xiu Zhe and Yong Shili a cup of tea that was [-]% full.

Xiu Zhe has only heard about the tea ceremony and doesn't know the etiquette to pay attention to when tasting tea. Xinda smiled and said: "Hold the cup with your right hand and hold the bottom of the cup with your left hand, don't drink it all in one gulp, and there is no need to clink glasses with me. "

According to what Xinda said, Xiu Zhe ghost held the cup with his left hand above the bottom of the cup and put it to his mouth, a strong tea fragrance penetrated into Xiu Zhe's nose, making Xiu Zhe tremble slightly.

"This tea also has the effect of meditation?" Xiu Zhe asked in surprise.

"Not only that, but it also has the effect of warming and nourishing the veins and regulating the meridians in the body, but it's not particularly obvious." Xinda explained with a smile.

Xiu Zhe nodded and took a sip. The boiling hot tea flowed down the esophagus into his stomach. It didn't have a bitter taste like the tea that Xiu Zhe had drunk before, but instead had an endless aftertaste of mellow aroma and the inside of his body. It feels warm like soaking in a hot spring.

"How is it?" Sinda also asked after taking a sip of tea.

Xiu Zhe laughed and said, "You also know that I have no words to describe how good this tea is, but I have drunk so many teas that are called good teas, and they are not as good as the cup of tea you brewed."

Sinda smiled with satisfaction and took out a reddish-brown four-foot rectangular box from the storage bag and put it on the table: "I know what you are here for, this is the Taidao built by Linus. Said, even the old man is very satisfied with such a picky person looking at weapons."

Xiu Zhe carefully put down the teacup and opened the reddish-brown box. A red sword with a black handle and a red body about four feet long lay quietly in the center of the long box.

A flash of shock flashed in Yong Shili's eyes, only swordsmen and blacksmiths could understand how perfect this Taidao is, but the slender blade of this Taidao does not make people feel frivolous, and the smooth curve does not have the slightest abruptness.

Compared with this great sword, Yong Shili herself felt that the blue long sword she had been using was a little inferior. You must know that her long sword consumed countless rare ores and was forged by Xinda himself. It's an excellent weapon.

Xiu Zhe's ghost fingertips lightly brushed over the dagger, and his eyes were extremely happy. This feeling was something that Xiu Zhe had never felt when he received the magic robe given to him by Shaplun.

"What's it called?" Xiu Zhe withdrew his ghostly hand and looked at Sinda. Even though Xiu Zhe hid it very well, Sinda could still see a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. Now Xiu Zhe has some peers who should have Emotions.

"There is no name. Linus wanted to name it, but he smoked a few cigarettes in my office and after thinking about it, he decided to leave it to you to pick it up." Sinda chuckled.

"Made of meteorites." Xiu Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered, and then a name suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The Meteorite Knife, let's call it the Meteorite Knife!" Xiu Zhe laughed, and a drop of blood forced out from his fingertips onto the crimson blade of the Meteorite Knife.

The meteorite flew by and brought up a stream of light, bright and dazzling, just like Xiu Zhe.At the same time, after being amazed, the meteorite will eventually fall into nothingness, and like Xiu Zhe, it will eventually become a part of the darkness.

After absorbing Xiu Zhe's blood, the Meteorite Knife has become a part of him. With a thought, the Meteorite Knife flew up to the hilt and landed in Xiu Zhe's hand.

Putting the Meteor Star Knife in front of his face, Xiu Zhe murmured in his heart: "You will never fall in my hands, can the streamer you swipe illuminate the endless darkness?"

The Meteor Star Knife has no soul and cannot give Xiu Zhe an answer, but its crimson blade becomes brighter and brighter under the infusion of blood, as if telling Xiu Zhe that unless it breaks, it will accompany Xiu Zhe to fight against the darkness. Xiu Zhe lit the last flame.

"It's up to you, buddy." Xiu Zhe smiled, and at this time Xinda also took out the scabbard of the Meteor Meteor Knife from the storage bag and threw it to Xiu Zhe.

The pure black scabbard without any bells and whistles made Xiu Zhe secretly praise Linus for knowing what he likes.

"You have to use it well. When Linus handed over this Taidao to me, it was like treating a child who was about to leave. I have never seen him treat a weapon like this. It was the one he made for Aganzuo back then. He also didn't behave like that when wielding the famous 'Forrest Gump Zuo Ronin Great Sword'."

Sinda sighed and continued: "This dagger can already be called the pinnacle work of Linus, and even he himself may not be able to create such a masterpiece of art."

Putting the Taidao back into the scabbard, Xiu Zhe hung it on the buckle around his waist and said with a light smile, "Brother Linus first told me when he taught me the forging technique: Treat weapons like lovers. Same."