Chapter 263: Old magic stick?
"Thousand-year-old black bamboo? Sea dragon tendons?"
Fu Qingzhou became interested, but he did not expect to have an unexpected gain: "Very powerful?"
"That's not to say Very powerful..." Feng Ren said casually: "The main reason is that it is rare and can't be found now."
He turned back with the big bow and entered the forging room, not knowing what he was fussing about.
There were a bunch of blacksmith apprentices sitting at the door of the blacksmithing room. Fu Qingzhou couldn't push them away and follow them, so he had to start talking casually.
"Brothers, have you been very busy recently?"
He asked with a smile: "The Qianlong Baijie Association will take magical weapons as prizes. You have a lot of tasks recently, right? ?”
“Who says it’s not the case?” A few young guys started chatting at once, “Not only do we have to find ways to get the forging materials ourselves, but also the shape of the sword. Let's design it, it's so tiring!"
"The boss is right, there is no way out..."
After chatting for a few words, they became quite friendly. Fu Qingzhou took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, I heard that the reward for the leader this time is a peerless magic elixir. Do you know what it is?"
< br>The young men looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Master Wu stays behind closed doors all day long. I heard that even the disciples who deliver food can't see him."
A young apprentice said: "And he doesn't seem to need help, so we I haven’t seen Master Wu in the past few years.”
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head, feeling a little headache.
At this moment, Feng Ren's voice came from the forge: "What, you want to see Lao Wu?"
I saw him walking out with a big bow and throwing the big bow.
Fu Qingzhou reached out and took it. As soon as he took the bow into his hands, he felt that it felt better in his hand, as if it had been coated with a layer of wax or polished again.
“You don’t know how to maintain it at all.”
Feng Ren tutted: “No matter how good it is, if you use it like this, it will fall apart after a few years... Come to me again in a few days, and I will give you a bottle of specially prepared oil. Apply it when you have nothing to do, and don’t waste the gift.”
Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed and bowed to Feng Ren seriously to thank him.
“You just said you wanted to see Lao Wu?”
Feng Ren waved his hand and said casually: “Don’t think about it, I can’t see him, I haven’t seen him in almost a year. "
Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "It's not that I have to meet this Master Wu. I just heard about the names of the three major disciples of the Wulin League and thought I should pay him a visit anyway."
"Stop visiting him. Leader Jiang has to say hello half a month in advance if he wants to see him. If you want to visit, just go visit Mr. Banished." Feng Ren grinned.
Fu Qingzhou laughed loudly: "Since Master Feng said so, I also..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Ren's eyes light up: "Well, look at who this is. Are we here yet?”
Fu Qingzhou was startled and turned his head to look.
Not far away, I saw a pale old man with a white face and long beard and an immortal spirit strolling over.
“Is this the old gentleman?”
Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes - he heard that this "fortune teller master" was not very popular, and he was trying to establish a relationship with him. Could he ask about Master Wu?
"Xiao Feng!"
The relegated old gentleman shouted from a distance: "Have you finished the Feng Shui compass that I asked you to help make last time?"
Feng Ren rolled his eyes, shook his head, and muttered again: "There is really no way out for blacksmithing..."
After that, he responded loudly: "It's still a little bit worse, you can sit down for a while Well, there happens to be a junior here who wants to visit you!”
With that said, he dragged a few apprentices and got into the forging room again.
The relegated old gentleman here has slowly walked over with his hands behind his back, and turned his eyes to Fu Qingzhou with a smile: "Do you want to visit me?"
"Senior, junior, the three gatekeepers of the Wulin League, of course They all want to pay a visit."
Fu Qingzhou bowed and said, "It's a good thing to meet Mr. Ban at this time."
"A good thing?"
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The relegated old gentleman smiled, suddenly came closer, stared at Fu Qingzhou, and got very close to Fu Qingzhou, looking at him crazily. Several blacksmith apprentices on the side saw this and murmured in a low voice: "Here we go again...I'm afraid there will be another bloody disaster..."
"Young man!"
The relegated old gentleman shouted: "Your hall is darkened and you are going to suffer a bloody disaster!"
Fu Qingzhou is ashamed... This old gentleman is well-deserved.
But at this time, he had someone to ask for, so he had to bite the bullet and said with a smile: "I don't know, old gentleman, do you have a way to solve it?"
"Hey! You are very sensible!"
Relegated The old gentleman's eyes lit up, he reached into his long-sleeved robe and lowered his voice mysteriously: "I have a string of illuminated Buddhist beads here..."
Fu Qingzhou was stunned: "Old gentleman , are you a Buddhist?”
“Hey!”
The relegated old man winked: "Buddhism and Taoism are like a family! He knows what to do and can solve problems. He is a good god!" The prayer beads were stuffed into Fu Qingzhou's hand: "I'll give it to you!"
Fu Qingzhou said "Oh?" and shed a cold sweat: "Next, are we very destined, old sir, do you want to help? Should I go to the temple to burn incense?”
“How do you know?”
The old man asked curiously: “Then you also know the next process?”
Fu Qingzhou laughed and said: "Of course, the old man can do the incense burning for me, but if I want to stay safe, I have to pay for the incense myself, right?"
"Yes! That's right!" The relegated old man clapped his hands excitedly: "You know your stuff!"
"Of course I understand..." Fu Qingzhou muttered in a low voice: "The fake monks and Taoist priests I caught on the street in my previous life were all like this. Routine..."
The relegated old man didn't hear it and smiled very happily: "Fifty taels for a favor, five cents for ten cents is also fate, young man, why don't you give me some incense?"
Fu Qingzhou was very helpless.
If you pay for it, it would be a bit of a boost to the elder liar's arrogance...
But if you don't pay, it would be disrespectful to the "Three Gatekeepers of the Wulin League".
He rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled: "By the way, old gentleman, I definitely want to pay for this incense, but you are so powerful, can you help me tell fortunes again?"
< br>The banished old man became even happier when he saw Lai Xinghuo. He rubbed his hands fiercely: "You said, what do you want to calculate? Marriage? Fortune? Or ten years of great luck?"
"I want to calculate. , how can I meet Master Wu?”
Fu Qingzhou blinked and said: "I believe that with the old gentleman's ability, there must be a way to help me, right?"
"See Old Wu?"
The old gentleman frowned and stretched out his hands. , pinched it pretendingly, and muttered: "Hey, this first step is not easy, it costs at least fifty cents; oh, this second step is also very difficult, it doesn't cost two taels of silver." The fragrance? This third step..."
Fu Qingzhou smiled, took out a silver ingot and stuffed it directly into his hand.
The old man’s eyes suddenly widened.
"Old sir."
Fu Qingzhou lowered his voice: "This is the deposit, and half will be left after the completion of the matter. Is it enough to crack the crack?"
"Enough! Enough!" The old gentleman's eyes were filled with tears. He became fanatical: "I'll take you through it right now... No, I'll show you the ropes!"
After that, he didn't hesitate, grabbed Fu Qingzhou's wrist and left.
“Eh? Banish the old man?”
Feng Ren shouted from behind: "You don't want the compass anymore?"
"I'll come back later to get it!" The relegated old man shouted without looking back: "Don't delay me making money... ah No, don’t delay this young man’s big event!”
Thanks to book friend 20190113115119326 for the reward! grateful!
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