All worlds start from leaves

Chapter 89 The Kingdom of Iron

Meimu Huizi naturally wouldn't break her promise when she agreed to go to Luosha, but as a younger brother, Nao Fengdu finally couldn't bear to let her sister run around, so she secretly went to the Land of Wind.

It was the end of summer, when the Wind Country was swept by strong winds, and the whole world was completely yellow. Even though she was naked with a thick scarf, there were still countless grains of sand getting into her clothes, making Bo Fengde extremely uncomfortable.

While blocking the wind with his clothes, Namo Fengdu dialed Meimu Huizi's phone: "Sister, how are you there?"

In the other part of the phone call, Meimu Huizi was in the vast ocean at this time, and the sky was clear, which formed a sharp contrast with the Land of Winds.

With a locator in his hand, he admired the beautiful scenery and said, "It's okay, Du Jun, is the portal you mentioned really feasible?"

"I haven't tried so far, but it should be similar."

Countless materials were poured out from the sealing scroll, and Bo Fengdu began to make a portal that was not yet mature.

Originally, he didn't plan to use this thing. After all, there are too many uncertainties in immature things, but he can't bear Meimu Huizi to suffer, so he can only fight.

The avatar is still busy secretly establishing the first portal in the ninja world, but the real body of Namikaze has already reached the country of iron.

The country of iron is relatively cold, but it is the beginning of September, and this country has become a place for many tourists to visit.

Still holding the Analects rewritten by Bo Fengdu in his hand, Xiao Li followed the heavy figure in front of him step by step.

"Master, I read in the topographical records that the Iron Country is the only samurai country left in the ninja world, but why do you rarely see samurai along the way? Instead, there are many tourists in traffic?"

"Your master is not a fortune-teller, can you ask yourself if you don't understand?"

The demeanor in front of him is actually puzzled, but it doesn't affect him at all.

Although he came all the way to the Iron Country and traveled all the way, but he didn't come to see the samurai, so it doesn't matter if there are more or less of these people.

Stretching out his hand to stop a passerby, Wei Wei performed the etiquette of meeting, and Bo Fengdu said: "Brother, can I bother you?"

"What's the matter?" Unlike Bo Fengdu who looked Wendoudou at this time, the person who was stopped spoke very directly.

"I've always heard that the swordsmiths in the Iron Country are skilled, but along the way, I found that there are very few larger swordsmiths open on the street all day long. Why?"

"I don't know about the swordsmith competition held every three years?"

"I know, it's just that the game belongs to the game, what's the situation when the door is closed?"

Bo Fengdu felt that he didn't understand it. According to the normal routine, taking advantage of the large flow of people at this time, shouldn't it be to attract tourists and increase product sales?

Now it's closed, what about it?

"At first glance, you don't really seek swords," passers-by showed disdain for the question of Bo's demeanor, and then said with reverence: "You know, every work made by a master swordsmith is full of With a soul."

"Now the swordsmith competition in the Iron Country is about to start. Almost all the masters are retreating and cultivating, hoping to achieve the legendary state of human and sword integration, in order to create a shocking work."

"You said that the shop is not closed, how can you reach that level in the middle of the city? How can you forge a peerless sword?"

"Is there still such a saying?" Bo's demeanor was completely Spartan.

Seeing Bo Fengdu's bewildered expression, passers-by snorted coldly and walked away in disgust, leaving Bo Fengdu speechless for a moment.

"Master, although I shouldn't say anything, I just can't help it." Xiao Li beside him suddenly said, "The so-called realm of heaven and man can't be achieved after a few days of retreat, right? It's the soul. The resonance with the heaven and the earth is rare, so is the swordsmith in the Iron Kingdom really reliable?"

"I don't know." Sniffing, Bo's demeanor is also unclear, so: "Maybe this is the legendary pretense?"

At the end, I added another sentence: "Collective pretense?"

The realm of heaven and man needs to understand the human heart and observe nature. It is really incomprehensible to go to retreat when encountering something.

Shaking his head without thinking too much, Bo Fengde walked forward.

"Let's go, no matter what the situation is, find a place to live first, and then we will see what the situation is."

Stepping up to catch up with Feng Feng, Xiao Li asked again: "Then is the master here to forge swords?"

"Yes."

After answering, Bo Fengdu stopped talking, and turned to carefully pay attention to the surrounding hotels. Recently, the iron country is full of tourists, and it is difficult to find a place to stay.

"Old man Mo, why don't you go to the swordsmith competition?"

"Yes, yes, old man Mo, you often say that there are four kinds of swords in the world, but I don't see you making a good sword. I even saw you kicked out by the swordsmiths' union the day before yesterday, isn't it?"

"Nonsense, nonsense! Can I handle the matter of the swordsmith? It's just that I don't bother to get along with him!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

"Pfft~"

Hearing a few laughs from a distance, Bo Fengfeng, who was looking for a hostel on the street, couldn't help laughing.

Turning around, I saw a few customers in a small tavern at this time, and an old man in pudding was holding a peanut by the counter, and at this time he refuted something with a red face.

Not only did this situation remind him of Kong Yiji in his previous life, it was also interesting.

"Boss, do you have meat?"

The time was at last, Bo Fengdu walked into the tavern to sit down while enjoying the excitement, and asked the boss who was still teasing that old man Mo.

Hearing calling himself, the boss raised his eyes and found a new customer, so he hurriedly greeted him: "Yes, yes, what do you want?"

"One serving of beef, and two servings of noodles with a cold dish."

"Okay, customers wait." The boss went straight to the back kitchen, and then Bo Fengdu carefully looked at Kong... old man Mo who was next to the counter.

"The old man is also a swordsmith?"

"That's it!" Seeing someone asking himself, old man Mo nodded proudly while stroking his gray beard.

It's just that the disheveled hair and the washed-out, patched and tattered clothes made him lose his looks, and the people watching him wanted to laugh.

"Then what kind of sword can the old man forge? One-edged or two-edged?"

"Anything!"

The people around suddenly laughed and said: "Hahahahahahaha..., old man Mo, you are bragging again."

Someone interfaced: "Yes, yes, old man Mo, the weapon you used last time almost killed a warrior, and you are still bragging."

"Bah! You know a lot!" Old Man Mo said earnestly: "In this world, there are four ranks of weapons, the first rank is one hundred yuan, the second rank is one thousand yuan, the third rank is ten thousand yuan, and the fourth rank is one hundred thousand yuan. He is only a sword worth more than 100 yuan. , can you fight against others?"

"But the opponent is holding a wooden sword, and you still say you didn't cut corners?"

In an instant, the field was a little cold, and old man Mo began to say nothing.

And the wave style over there also found it interesting, but he didn't say anything when the food was served, and started to eat quietly.

After a while, the tavern was almost full of guests, and Bo Fengdu and the two stood up after they had eaten their fill. They paid the bill and were about to leave. I got a bank note.

Money is a number to him, so he patted the 50 taels of silver on the counter and said, "Old man, here is a fourth-class sword, which is the same as the double-edged sword in the hands of the emperor of the country of the ancestors!" Turn around and leave without saying a word.

It is worthwhile to meet such a familiar person in another world, and to go and laugh at the 50 yuan banknote.

In front of the counter, the owner of the tavern looked at the bank note with a confused expression on his face: "Old Man Mo, you, you, are you rich?"

It's just that old man Mo pressed the bank note with his hand, and this man lost all energy in an instant.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, this time I'm really going to die, I'm going to die..."

(End of this chapter)