He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 191 Thunder Kill

The man in brocade clothes was stunned. Is it worth Marshal Daqian Yu's concern for just a blacksmith?

What’s the story behind this?
But he didn't take it seriously. He just crumpled the letter into a ball, crushed it in his palm, and scattered it all over the floor.

Again, he was just a blacksmith, not worthy of the Qingzhou Li family going against one of the seven great marshals of Daqian.

Just abandon it.

The man in brocade clothes shook his head and turned back into the house.

He came to a stop in front of a house, faced the closed door, bowed and reported the news.

In his opinion, it was just a procedure and it didn't matter if he didn't report it.

However, a firm voice came from inside the house: "Don't abandon him, you must bring this child back! If you can't bring him back, kill him!"

The man in brocade clothes was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Marshal Yu, why are you asking this?"

A voice came from inside the house again: "This boy can be used to make precious weapons, so he must not be allowed to stay!"

The man in brocade clothes fell silent. He was not a direct descendant of a powerful family, but a side branch.

I didn't have a clear understanding of some of the affairs of the powerful. I only knew that I had received orders to bring back those talented blacksmiths, and I didn't have to worry about anything else.

I thought this was just a means for the powerful to control high-grade weapons, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Not to mention precious weapons, even spiritual weapons of higher grade are not worth conflicting with the commander-in-chief of the Daqian Dynasty.

After a moment of silence, the man in brocade clothes asked, "This person has already joined the border army. What should we do if the border army stops us?"

"Order two Yuanwu Guards to accompany you. If any border troops try to stop us, kill them with thunder!"

The man in brocade clothes was surprised when he heard this. The so-called Yuanwu guards were the personal guards of the Yuanwu realm.

Although there are many such people in the Qingzhou Li family, their cultivation is not the point.

The important thing is, if that kid named Jiang Lin is killed, it will probably arouse the wrath of Marshal Yu. How will it end then?
"If we don't enter the capital, will he dare to come to Qingzhou? Moreover, the Ministry of War has already made concessions by letting the border troops intervene in the government troops by exterminating the Daoying Camp. How can we make concessions again?"

There are 19 states and 136 prefectures in Daqian, and almost half of the prefecture troops are people from powerful families.

This time, the Annihilation Camp was formed with personnel drawn from the 48th Camp in Kyoto, and they joined forces with the local prefectural army to encircle and suppress the Xuanhua Dao, which had already aroused dissatisfaction among the powerful.

It was only because the Ministry of War had a legitimate reason to launch the expedition and promised to withdraw it immediately afterwards that they gave in.

Could it be that his family wanted to use this blacksmith incident to put on a show in front of the Ministry of War?
But the price is a bit too high.

The anger of a great commander is not so easy to digest.

But then again, a blacksmith might not be able to make Yu Shuai really furious. Maybe they were just testing each other.

Thinking of this, the man in brocade clothes cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I will take people there."

The footsteps gradually faded away. The room was dimly lit, with the doors and windows closed, but not a single candle was lit.

Only a little light came through the gap, illuminating the white-haired old man sitting upright on the wooden bed.

He was naked, with heat rising from his body. Although there was nothing around him, it felt as hot as if it was covered with burning coals.

He opened his eyes slightly, and a ray of flame-like light flashed in his eyes.

"Emperor Shun...are you really not going to endure it anymore?"

He stretched out a finger and moved it in the air.

Strands of fiery red threads burst out from his fingertips and transformed into words, writing down what had happened here.

After finishing writing, the old man flicked his index finger.

The lines of fire characters immediately turned into streams of light and penetrated through the gaps in the doors and windows, heading towards Qingyang Prefecture, the largest mansion in Qingzhou.

After a moment, the man in brocade clothes and the two men walked out of the house.

The two men had a steady and deep aura, both dressed in black, and their eyes were as sharp as eagles.

Their appearance made the air around them seem to freeze.

The Yuanwu realm, which is rare in the army, is at least a lieutenant general, and those with a little more experience can be generals of the second rank. But in the Qingzhou Li family, they are just two personal guards.

The background of the powerful and wealthy is unfathomable.

It is still quite far from Qingzhou to Kyoto, but the three of them were not in a hurry, as if this trip was no different from a spring outing.

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In Kyoto City, Jiang Lin stood in front of a street stall, squatted down and looked at the several pieces of pig iron and two or three old weapons placed on it.

The vendor, who was wearing old clothes and a straw hat and looked like an old farmer, said, "Brother Tian has reorganized the Watchtower and will be able to start hunting monsters soon."

The person sitting there was none other than Song Houyong, one of the two people who accompanied Jiang Lin to face the Thunder Eagle Fort.

Considering the relationship with Leiying Fort, Song Houyong could not meet Jiang Lin directly, so he disguised himself as an inconspicuous street vendor.

Jiang Lin hummed, put down the pig iron in his hand, and said calmly: "Don't be impatient, be steady."

"Don't worry, the people Brother Tian found this time are very reliable and have excellent character. We don't want anyone who has caused trouble or is ruthless and ungrateful." Song Houyong said.

"That's good." Jiang Lin nodded, threw down a small piece of silver, and said, "When you make more money, you can come to Kyoto and try to open a shop, which will also facilitate communication."

It doesn’t matter how big it is, as long as you have a fixed place to stay.

After Jiang Lin left, Song Houyong closed his stall, adjusted his straw hat, and walked out of the city.

Jiang Lin continued to wander around Kyoto City, but as usual, he didn't see any good materials.

There is a shop that sells the remains of the monster moth, but the price is quite high.

It's just a second-grade product, and usually sells for around three thousand taels of silver, but here it's asking for four thousand taels of silver. Several people who asked for the price turned around and left after hearing this.

This was the first time Jiang Lin had seen this kind of monster. It looked like a giant moth that was hundreds of times larger.

But it has a bloody mouth on its abdomen, full of barbed sharp teeth, and hallucinogenic powder will be sprinkled when its wings flap.

Those with lower cultivation or weak willpower can easily fall into the trap and be completely eaten up in the hallucination.

After standing at the door and looking around for a while, Jiang Lin walked forward and asked the price.

This time the price was reduced a bit, to three thousand nine hundred taels.

"Three thousand five hundred taels, in cash." Jiang Lin said.

"Three thousand eight hundred taels." said the waiter.

Jiang Lin didn't waste any words and turned to leave. He had a lot of money, but he would also waste it too much.

Seeing this, the guy quickly stopped him.

With so many people coming to ask about the price, most of them bargained for three thousand taels. If they could offer three thousand five hundred taels, it was already considered a high price.

After paying the silver, Jiang Lin put the devil moth on his back, bought a bunch of rouge and powder, and then returned to the South Blacksmith Camp.

Seeing that he had bought back the remains of monsters again, the masters and apprentices in the blacksmith camp were no longer surprised.

I just hope he can put on some rouge and powder quickly, the smell of this monster's rotten cow is so stinky.

They even collected some money and sent it to the Construction Department, urging them to work overnight. Today, Jiang Lin's own blacksmith shop was finally completed.

It covers an area of ​​ten meters long and fifteen meters wide.

The main reason is that the Hengyu furnace is so big, with a diameter of three meters!

You know, this thing was only about two meters long at first, and it seemed to have grown a lot bigger as its grade increased.

The people in the Southern Blacksmith Camp had never seen Bao Bing before, so they didn't find this change strange.

After all, it is a precious weapon, so it should be normal for it to have more changes, right?

Bringing in various iron tools, pig iron, charcoal, boxes, buckets, etc., the smithy already filled nearly half of the space.

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