Sword rises in the storm

After the wine in the cup was exhausted, Gu Hengsheng slowly straightened up, then glanced indifferently at the two men and one woman at the adjacent table, and said slowly: "If you are looking for Xingyue Grass, I still advise you to go back." Suddenly

, the girl at the next table looked back, her blush-smear face was like a hibiscus out of water, and her eyes were as clear as the morning light.

"Why?" the girl subconsciously turned her head to look at Gu Hengsheng and asked coldly.

"Dead air is spreading inside the sword ruins, and there will be no such thing as Star Moon Grass. Gu Hengsheng glanced at the girl at the next table lightly, and replied with a little patience.

The elixir can be divided into nine grades, one for the lower and nine for the top. The Star Moon Grass only belongs to the second-grade spirit grass, which is not very precious, but it is not difficult to find.

Originally, Gu Hengsheng didn't plan to get involved in other people's affairs, but listening to this girl's tone, she wanted to use Xingyue Grass to treat the elders in the family. That's why he opened his mouth to warn him, and it was her business whether the girl listened or not.

"How do you know?" the girl asked rhetorically, a little unrelentingly.

In this regard, Gu Hengsheng just glanced at her lightly, and didn't bother to explain. As far as he was concerned, it was already good to be able to open his mouth and tell him, so why waste any more time explaining to the girl.

Gu Hengsheng didn't say much, just walked slowly towards the old man in the corner.

Seeing this, the girl flushed with anger, and wanted to reason with Gu Hengsheng, but she didn't know where to start.

"Girl, if you want to go into the Sword Ruins to find the Star Moon Grass, I advise you not to bother. At this moment, Wen Ruomei, who was waiting on the side, stepped forward and said, "My grandfather and I have been in Dusty Sand Town for nearly ten years, and we have never heard of Xingyue Grass growing in the land of Sword Ruins, I'm afraid that your news is wrong, girl." "

This ...... Impossible, there must be Xingyue Grass in the Sword Ruins. The girl tightened her fists and said firmly.

"Girl, according to what the previous son said, the Xingyue Grass grows in a place where the spirit is mild, but the Sword Ruins are full of lifelessness, and it is impossible to have Xingyue Grass. Wen Ruomei smiled and replied.

"Really...... Not really. Hearing Wen Ruomei's words, a dim color slowly appeared in the girl's beautiful eyes, and she only happened to hear that there were many opportunities in the sword ruins, and there must be second-grade spirit grass.

But at present, it seems that maybe Xingyue Grass really has nothing to do with her.

Thinking of this, the girl bit her red lip lightly, turned to the two men who were accompanying her, and said, "In that case, let's go back! "

Yes, miss. The two men hurriedly answered, and they were slightly relieved in their hearts. Stepping into the land of sword ruins is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die.

The girl didn't delay in the slightest, paid for the food and drinks, and planned to leave Dusty Sandtown.

Before leaving, the girl also took a deep look at Gu Hengsheng's figure, snorted coldly and turned away.

In the blink of an eye, the restaurant returned to calm and seemed peaceful.

Gu Hengsheng strolled towards the white-haired old man who was polishing the iron in the restaurant, and then said softly: "Old man, what are you doing?"

The old man was silent, still indulging in his own world.

Seeing this, Wen Ruomei hurriedly walked a few steps over and smiled at Gu Hengsheng: "Childe, my grandfather is old, and his ears are not good.

In this regard, Gu Hengsheng ignored Wen Ruomei.

Looking at Gu Hengsheng's actions, Wen Ruomei was a little anxious, but there was no way to stop it. She just said this, just to ask Gu Hengsheng not to worry about his grandfather, who knew that Gu Hengsheng would not be able to listen to it.

Yan Chenge, who was sitting on the chair on the side, watched this scene silently. For him, Gu Hengsheng is a heaven-like existence, and everything has his reason.

"Old man, are you sharpening your sword?" Gu Hengsheng pondered for a while, and then said to the white-haired old man.

Gu Hengsheng quietly observed the old man for a long time, and felt a faint and undetectable sword breath from it, so he walked towards the old man and said these words.

Hearing the word sharpening the sword, the old man in linen clothes seemed stunned for a moment, but soon disappeared.

"Old man, do you think the sword is important, or is the person who uses the sword important?" Gu Hengsheng was silent for a moment, stared at the old man, and continued to say indifferently.

For a long time, Gu Hengsheng didn't hear the old man's reaction, so he didn't want to be entangled anymore.

"Childe, my grandfather is a little abnormal, don't talk so much to him alone, let's eat some wine and food!" Wen Ruomei's lips looked a little helpless.

Gu Hengsheng nodded at Wen Ruomei and responded.

At this moment, just as Gu Hengsheng turned around, a rough and hoarse voice came out of the old man's mouth: "Sword, important." The one who wields the sword is equally important. "

Finally spoke.

A hint of interesting charm flashed in the depths of Gu Hengsheng's eyes, and then he looked back at each other and said to the old man: "Old man, do you want to polish this piece of rare heavy iron, do you want to sharpen a peerless sword?"

Facing Gu Hengsheng's question, the old man fell into silence again, did not answer, and still lowered his head to temper the heavy iron in his hand.

"Old man, I see that you have a deep breath, calluses in your palms, and a sword breath surging when you sharpen iron, you must be a top refining master!" Gu Hengsheng has the vision of his previous life, but he doesn't think that the old man in front of him is a simple person: "You must have been refining swords for some years, I don't know how many people can be worthy of the amazing sword you have polished?"

When Gu Hengsheng's words just fell, the entire restaurant was filled with a depressing and silent atmosphere.

Top refining master!

Yan Chenge's body trembled suddenly, he didn't doubt the words that came out of Gu Hengsheng's mouth at all, and countless turbulent waves surged in his heart in an instant.

The name of the master, the land of a hundred countries, few people can have this title. Anyone who has such achievements in a field, who is not a world-famous figure, the kings of all countries will treat each other with courtesy.

And the title of the top master, Yan Chenge has never heard of it. No, he heard it, it was ...... a hundred years ago

Wen Ruomei on the side was also stunned, since she was a child, she has followed her grandfather to wander all over the world, living a full and hungry life.

In her eyes, her grandfather is an old man. Grandpa holds a huge piece of black iron every day and grinds it from morning to night, although she is very confused, but over time she gets used to it, and this is grandpa's hobby.

However, in Gu Gongzi's mouth today, how did grandpa become some top refining master?

Wen Ruomei, who was stupid, was stunned for a while before she recovered, thinking that Gu Hengsheng must have been frightened by her grandfather's strange appearance.

Just when she wanted to explain to Gu Hengsheng that her grandfather was an ordinary old man, the old man stopped sharpening iron, slowly raised his jaw, and stared towards Gu Hengsheng with deep eyes.

"Today, there is only one person who can truly be worthy of the sword created by the old man. "