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Chapter 466 Heading to Sword Forging Villa
Inside Casting Sword Villa.

Zhuang Tong took off the letterbox from the messenger bird's leg, opened it, and found that it was a message from a branch rudder in Shuangjiang City.

The information is very short, and it can be summed up in one sentence, that is, they have found a suitable swordsmith apprentice for themselves.

Seeing the news, Zhuang Tong's expression was full of disbelief.

Where are there so many people with the talent of a swordsmith?

Those are not ordinary swordsmiths, there are a lot of them.

Only talented people who can really feel the aura of the sword itself can become swordsmiths.

From Zhuang Tong's point of view, Meng Jiao and the others probably just found a young man with a certain level of sword making, which definitely didn't match his needs.

But he didn't have any hope for this matter, and now that there is nothing left and right, it doesn't hurt to go and have a look.

With a thought, Zhuang Tong imbued his feet with the sword power in his body, tapped his toes lightly, and flew out of his body like a sword, flying directly towards Shuangjiang City.

In less than a stick of incense, Zhuang Tong had arrived in Shuangjiang City.

He fell to the ground and appeared directly outside the rudder where Meng Jiao was.

There were already people waiting at the door, and after seeing Zhuang Tong, someone immediately went to inform Meng Jiao.

Not long after, Meng Jiao led Lin Qianjun out, and when she saw Zhuang Tong, she said, "Master Zhuang, you are here."

Zhuang Tong nodded, looked at Lin Qianjun and asked, "Is that him?"

"This is Lin Qianjun, little brother Lin! His sword-making skills were taught by his mentor, who passed away three years ago, and now he has just left the mountain."

Meng Jiao opened her mouth and directly told all the details she found out from Lin Qianjun.

Zhuang Tong was noncommittal, and asked, "Where's the sword embryo?"

Meng Jiao looked at an outer disciple beside her, who immediately handed over the sword embryo wrapped in cloth with both hands.

After Zhuang Tong took the sword embryo and tore off the cloth wrapping, he found that it still had a scabbard.

He was amused, a mere sword embryo without a sword spirit would treat it with so much respect.
Thinking of this, he also took off the scabbard at the same time.

For a moment, Zhuang Tong's expression froze slightly.

He put away the slight indifference in his heart, and began to seriously look at the sword embryo in his hand, while using his own sword power to repeatedly explore the sword.

After a while, he let out a long breath, and looked at Lin Qianjun in surprise.

He admitted that he was wrong.

Although this sword embryo does not have a sword spirit, its casting skills have reached the pinnacle level.

Being able to precisely control the characteristics of various materials and shape them into sword embryos that are not inferior to black iron in proportion, even he may not be able to do it easily.

You know, this is not the Sword Casting Villa, there is no natural fire of the earth veins to use.

With this skill, he is considered top-notch in the ranks of swordsmiths, and even a swordsmith needs to be courteous.

However, what is really important for a swordsmith is to be able to perceive the aura of the sword and cultivate it into a sword spirit.

If you can't do this, you will be just a mortal thing after all, and it's hard to call it a magic weapon.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Tong suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Lin Qianjun, "Lin Qianjun, come here."

Lin Qianjun looked at Zhuang Tong, a little curious about this old man with LV40 red lettering on top of his head, white hair and long beard.

For some reason, he always felt that this old man had some special talent for swordsmanship.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianjun also walked up to Zhuang Tong.

"Come on, try it, and feel the aura of this sword embryo." Zhuang Tong said, and handed the sword embryo in his hand to Lin Qianjun, perhaps because he was afraid that Lin Qianjun would not understand, he added: "Take the feeling with your heart. "

Lin Qianjun held the sword embryo in his hand, and easily sensed a bit of spirituality that appeared in the sword embryo at some time.

He seemed to have realized something in his heart. It seemed that when he changed hands just now, this sword embryo was endowed by Zhuang Tong.

Although it is still very superficial, but with this bit of spirituality, the quality of the sword has changed from cyan primary to cyan intermediate.

It can be seen how big the gap is between the spirit and the non-spirit.

At this time, Zhuang Tong looked at Lin Qianjun and asked nervously, "Did you feel it?"

Hearing the sound, Meng Jiao and the outer disciple who was handing the sword all looked over curiously.

The sword power in Lin Qianjun's body poured into the sword embryo in his hand, the next moment a faint white spiritual light bloomed, and as the sword embryo trembled, the newly born spirituality was actively responding to Lin Qianjun.

With the three top kendo talents, Lin Qianjun's kendo affinity is ridiculously high.

Even a sword without a sword spirit can be driven by Lin Qianjun under the blessing of these three major kendo talents, let alone it still has a little spirituality.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Tong showed surprise on his face.

"Hahahaha. Good, good, good!"

Three good words in succession proved how happy he was in this moment.

It is difficult to find a swordsmith, because there are too few people who have the talent for swordsmithing. Even if they have the talent for swordsmithing, it takes a lot of time to polish their skills.

By the time you really achieve something, most of you are already gray-haired.

Zhuang Tong's cultivation has reached the peak of a great sword master, and he is now 150 years old, with less than 50 years left to live. At this time, he found Lin Qianjun, an inheritor who has reached the pinnacle of sword-making skills and has a talent for sword-making. not happy.

"Lin Qianjun, the name of the old man is Zhuang Tong, and he is the swordsmith of Jianjian Villa." Zhuang Tong looked at Lin Qianjun and introduced himself, and then said: "You are willing to worship me as a teacher, and I can teach you the skill of swordsmithing for life , keep your fame and fortune in this life without worrying.”

Hearing the sound, Lin Qianjun shook his head directly, and said: "Senior, my mentor is still here, please forgive me for not being able to learn from him."

If it was in other planes, Lin Qianjun would have worshiped as a teacher, but in this plane, his real master is still there! !
If he were to join someone else's sect, Xu Ziyun would probably cut off his sword directly from the Unique Sword Realm and destroy his trumpet if he found out.

Meng Jiao was taken aback, and quickly tried to persuade her: "Brother Lin, don't be silly, Master Zhuang Tong is a rare swordsmith in the whole world."

"That's enough, don't be a teacher if you don't want to!" Zhuang Tong interrupted Meng Jiao, and said to Lin Qianjun: "Left and right are just a title, and I don't value it as much as people in the world. You can be me for now." Students, I will teach you skills, and you can call me teacher, how about this?"

Being able to make such a retreat shows how rare a swordsmith's talent is, and how satisfied Zhuang Tong is with Lin Qianjun.

And Lin Qianjun didn't make further progress, he said to Zhuang Tong, "I've seen the teacher."

"Pack up your things and follow me to Zhujian Villa." Zhuang Tong nodded.

Lin Qianjun didn't have anything to pack, so he said, "The student has nothing to worry about, so there is no need to pack up."

Zhuang Tong praised: "Forging a sword, even if you are talented, it is difficult to achieve success without decades of immersion. You are just like this, and you can endure loneliness without entanglements."

After speaking, he planned to take Lin Qianjun away.

And at this moment, Meng Jiao said, "Wait a minute."

Lin Qianjun and Zhuang Tong looked at Meng Jiao, only to see that she handed over a package.

"Brother Lin, you have gone to Zhujian Villa this time. I'm afraid it will be difficult to come to Shuangjiang City again in a short time. Here are some things I prepared for you. I hope you can use them when the time comes." Meng Jiao looked at Lin Qianjun sincerely and said .

Lin Qianjun knew that this was Meng Jiao's investment, but he didn't know what was inside.

He took it over and said, "Then thank you Deacon Meng."

"It's too rare to be called a deacon." Seeing Lin Qianjun taking the package, Meng Jiao smiled and said, "Little Brother Lin and I hit it off right away. If you don't mind, just call me Sister Meng."

"Sister Meng, goodbye!" Lin Qianjun bowed his hands in a good-bye way.

"Goodbye!" Meng Jiao also waved goodbye.

Zhuang Tong nodded slightly to Meng Jiao, the power of his sword was running, he directly grabbed Lin Qianjun and flew into the air, flying towards Zhujian Villa.

Meng Jiao was left alone, still waving at Lin Qianjun who was gone.

She knew that her talents were limited, but now she was nearly [-] years old, but she was still just an early stage swordsman. After that, her own energy and energy declined, and she wanted to break through to the level of a great swordsman, but she didn't know when she would go.

Therefore, her only hope now is to invest in these geniuses and pin her hopes on them.

Born in troubled times, she is a woman. If she wants to control her own destiny, she must seize every opportunity to climb up.

Because of this, she looked at the direction where Lin Qianjun left, and she really had some memories and expectations, and she was deeply moved.

the other side.

Lin Qianjun was caught by Zhuang Tong and flew all the way outside Zhujian Villa, and slowly fell down.

He looked at Lin Qianjun carefully, and found that his complexion hadn't changed much, so he couldn't help being more satisfied with Lin Qianjun.

A calm mind is also the characteristic required to be a good swordsmith.

Zhuang Tong looked at Lin Qianjun and said, "Come with me. Jianjian Mountain Villa is heavily guarded and there are many masters. Remember the path I took you, otherwise you will break into some secret place when you turn around, and you will be treated for my sake." If you can’t die, you can’t do without peeling skin.”

While talking, Zhuang Tong also walked towards Zhujian Villa.

Lin Qianjun looked around while walking behind Zhuang Tong.

Sword Forging Villa occupies a vast area, and almost the entire mountain has been hollowed out for renovation, and there are fortifications around it, and disciples holding swords can be seen coming and going from time to time.

Lin Qianjun had already seen hundreds of disciples on duty at Zhujian Villa without counting them in detail.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Jianjian Villa seemed to be planning to station troops to fight.

However, the Excalibur Dynasty is now on the verge of collapse, and there are rebellions everywhere. It is not unreasonable to say that Zhujian Villa is prepared to deal with possible accidents.

In the unlikely event that Shuangjiang City was destroyed one day, the residents of the city would be able to hold on for a while if they all moved to Zhujian Villa.

Just as Lin Qianjun was thinking, Zhuang Tong also brought him to an empty courtyard.

Zhuang Tongdao: "This is the other courtyard where I used to live. Everything is still complete. Usually there will be servants to clean it. You can stay here."

(End of this chapter)