Pokemon: A Great Responsibility From Heaven

"no."

Ou Xue shook her head:

"Ou Sheng did not leave any descendants in the world, but he accepted many apprentices. After Ou Sheng died, these apprentices took [O] as their surname, and each went to a place where Ou Sheng once cast swords to inherit Ou Sheng. The mantle of the saint. The ancestor is the third apprentice of Ou Sheng, so he came to Zhanlu Mountain, and it has been more than 2,000 years."

Hearing Ou Xue's answer, Yun Ning nodded. It was rumored that Ou Yezi's eldest apprentice general and his daughter Mo Xie sacrificed themselves to forge the sword. If Ou Yezi regarded his daughter as his second apprentice, then he would be equivalent to his eldest apprentice. And the second apprentice died, and the remaining three apprentices became the largest among all the apprentices, so it was justified to be assigned to Zhanlu Mountain.

After that, the two of them stopped talking. After a while, Ou Xue took Yun Ning into a room and said to the big man inside:

"Father, this is here to buy a sword."

After speaking, he turned to Yun Ning and said:

"This is my father, Ou Ren."

Yun Ning looked into the room, and saw a muscular man sitting on the ground with his upper body naked, leaning on a pillar behind his back to support his body, his body exuding a strong smell of wine, and the ground beside him was scattered with Plenty of wine bottles.

"Buy a sword? Hiccup..."

Ou Ren hiccupped and said vaguely:

"What sword to buy? We... can we still play swords now..."

Hearing this, Yun Ning frowned slightly:

"What's the meaning?"

There is no sword in Casting Sword Villa? It's simply a joke of the world.

"Do not misunderstand."

Ou Xue quickly explained:

"My father means that we can't accept customized services at this time, but the swords we built in the past are still there. If you are interested, I can take you to the sword hiding room. If you like it, you can take it directly."

"Can't it be customized?"

Yun Ning felt a little regretful, after all, something like a sword must be custom-made.

What's more, it was Lucario who used the sword, and the sword originally designed for humans might not be suitable for it.

But since everyone has come, it's okay to go and have a look.

Thinking of this, Yun Ning said to Ou Xue:

"Please lead the way."

Ou Xue nodded, but instead of taking Yun Ning directly to the Sword Room, she took two steps forward to help Ou Ren wipe his face, and then picked up the wine bottles scattered on the ground.

At this time, Ou Ren had already fallen asleep, and there was a whirring sound from time to time.

"Smiled."

After doing all this, Ou Xue nodded and apologized to Yun Ning, and then walked out the door with Yun Ning.

"Your father... has it always been like this?"

Yun Ning asked curiously.

After all, the owner of Cast Sword Villa is an alcoholic who only knows how to drink, which is somewhat unreasonable.

"no."

Ou Xue shook her head:

"My father used to abstain from drinking alcohol because he said that alcohol easily numbs his body and prevents him from casting a sword in perfect condition, thus affecting the quality of the sword."

"Then why..."

Hearing Ou Xue's words, Yun Ning became even more curious about Ou Ren. What kind of change could make such a self-disciplined person become an alcoholic?

"Everything... we have to start from two years ago..."

Ou Xue seemed to be caught up in the memories of the past:

"My father was determined to be a master swordsmith like Ou Sheng since he was a child, so he worked hard every day to exercise his body and enrich his knowledge in order to forge a famous sword in a prosperous state. Over the years, he has also forged Although he still can't compare with the famous swords made by Ou Sheng, everyone can feel that his skills are constantly improving. And everyone declares that if nothing else happens, his father is expected to In my lifetime, I can reach the height of Ou Sheng."

"and after?"

Yun Ning asked.

Yunning is not surprised that Ou Ren can reach the height of Ou Yezi. After all, more than two thousand years have passed. Human civilization has developed for such a long time. The research on materials science is far beyond that era. If it is poor, and if it is hard enough, then it is not difficult to build a "magic weapon" of the year.

Although it is said that the real "magic soldiers" are self-conscious, after all, this kind of thing only exists in the legend, Yun Ning is more willing to believe that the so-called famous sword is a dead thing.

"Later... my father couldn't make swords anymore."

Ou Xue shook her head, and said somewhat disappointedly:

"One day two years ago, my father suddenly had a whim, and felt an inspiration flooding into his heart. He eagerly took out the good materials that he had treasured for many years from the warehouse, and prepared to create a peerless sword."

"The work in the early stage was very smooth, from punching, seeing water... until the polishing and soaking after molding, there were no twists and turns, so that my father thought he was going to succeed at that time."

"But when it came to the process of sacrificing the sword, a disaster happened."

"When my father cut his wrist as usual, and dripped his blood on the sword he had just completed, a large amount of smoke came out of the sword instantly, obscuring everyone's vision, and when my father finally dispelled the smoke Later, I found that the previously formed sword has become a pile of waste."

"This incident hit my father deeply, making him think that his level is not enough to make famous swords."

"However, no one thought that this is just the beginning."

"More than a month after the incident, my father regained his fighting spirit~www.NovelMTL.com~ and prepared to continue to sharpen his sword-making skills, but found that he could no longer make swords."

"Every sword will turn into a pile of scum in the process of finally sacrificing the sword."

"Over time, my father thought that he had been cursed by a god, and that he would never be able to forge a famous sword in his life. That's why he was slumped and drunk all day long."

Although this is a sad story, Yun Ning couldn't help but want to complain.

How boring is the god, who came to curse you, the swordsmith?

You must know that this is a world that belongs to elves, and elves are the core strength of this world. Those gods will not curse those elves with the potential to become gods, but come to curse you, a mortal?

Isn't this a brain bubble?

Of course, such words cannot be said in person, otherwise the strange force beside Ou Xue will definitely throw him out in anger. Although he is not afraid of this strange power of only level 48, but after all, he is going to buy things. If people really don't want to sell them, they can't be robbed, right?

Therefore, after pondering for a while, Yun Ning asked:

"If that's the case, why don't you just sacrifice the sword?"

Since it can't solve the problem, let's bypass this problem.

Anyway, I haven't seen anyone who makes a sword and sacrifices it with their own blood.

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