Rewards

Three days later, Chen Jianghe was adjusting his breath in the quiet room when there was a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes, and the five-colored light flashed away in his eyes. The Redfire on his shoulder moved, and his furry little head poked out from his clothes. He looked sleepily toward the door with his scarlet-gold eyes, and let out a sleepy whimper.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Liu Shuling strode in. Today she put on a brand new blue robe, with a silver-white silk ribbon tied around her waist. She was less sassy than usual and a little more solemn.

She was holding a sandalwood box in her hand, with the emblem of the Xingyi Sect engraved on the lid, a goshawk with spread wings, and a spear pressed under its talons, filled with gold powder, and glowing with a warm luster under the candlelight.

Liu Shuling walked to the case, gently put the wooden box down, took a step back, and stood with arms folded.

"The headmaster sent it here." She said, her voice a little lower than usual, "You can see for yourself."

Chen Jianghe didn't ask any more questions and reached out to open the wooden box.

The moment the lid of the box was opened, a sharp chill hit my face, and most of the warmth accumulated in the quiet room was instantly washed away.

Redfire shuddered, his little head retracted suddenly, and he couldn't help but poke it out to look around curiously.

Lying in the box was a piece of neatly folded soft armor. It was entirely silver-gray, and its texture was as soft as silk, but under the candlelight it glowed with the unique cold luster of metal.

Chen Jianghe stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, feeling a cold and smooth touch on his fingertips, as if he had touched the surface of a cold pool in the depths of winter.

He slowly unfolded the soft armor, and the fine scale patterns were layered on top of each other, just like the reverse scales under the belly of a python. Each one was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it was unimaginably tough.

"Top-grade treasure armor, Cold Scale Armor." Liu Shuling's voice came from behind, "Take Cold Iron Essence as silk, mix it with the scale powder of the century-old Cold Pond Jiao Python, and use it with thousands of hammers. It was refined. The leader said that this armor can block any attack below True Essence Realm. A full blow from the True Essence Realm can remove 30% of the force. Let you take it to Yu Province for self-defense."

Chen Jianghe Holding the soft armor with both hands, it is surprisingly light. When stacked, it is no bigger than a palm, but when unfolded, it is enough to protect the entire upper body.

His fingertips stroked the fine scales and he could clearly feel the power contained in them. He carefully folded the soft armor and put it back into the box, and raised his eyes to look at Liu Shuling.

"Senior sister, the leader——"

"Stop talking." Liu Shuling interrupted him and grinned. The smile diluted the solemnity on his face and restored his former cheerfulness. "The leader said that you are Xingyi Sect's most promising disciple to enter Shenxing Sect's inner sect in a hundred years. These things are the last help that the sect can give you. How you go forward depends entirely on you."

She took out another jade bottle from her sleeve and placed it gently on the table. The jade bottle was completely red, with complex patterns engraved on the body. There was a faint warm breath overflowing from the mouth of the bottle, and the majestic medicinal power could be felt through the jade bottle.

"True Essence Pill three." Liu Shuling word by word, "the leader said, you need to accumulate ten times Five Elements Root Bone to break through, ordinary

There are not enough elixirs. These three are his private collection, and their efficacy is three times more powerful than ordinary True Essence Pill. The leader also said that she paused and her eyes fell on Chen Jianghe's face, "These things are considered Xingyi Sect owes your master, and he also owes you. Back then, the sect failed to stand up for your master. Now that you have made a difference, the sect can help you. How you go forward depends entirely on you."

Chen Jianghe looked at the two things on the case, remained silent for a long time, solemnly clasped his fists in the direction of the Sect Master Hall, and bowed deeply.

Liu Shuling stood aside, standing with his arms folded, looking at the bowing figure, the corners of his lips raised slightly, revealing a smile of relief.

After a long time, Chen Jianghe straightened up, carefully put away the wooden box and jade bottle, and turned to look at Liu Shuling.

"Senior sister, thank the master for me. Disciple Chen Jianghe will definitely live up to the trust of the sect."

Liu Shuling waved her hand and said with a smile, "If you want to thank you, thank me yourself. I am not the one to take the responsibility." She paused, her eyes fell on the little furry thing on his shoulder, and reached out to poke Redfire's little head, "This little thing is big again."

Redfire flinched when she poked him, bared his teeth in dissatisfaction, and dug into Chen Jianghe's clothes again.

The corners of Chen Jianghe's lips raised slightly, and he reached out and stroked Redfire's little head. "You grow up quickly after your blood returns to your ancestors."

Liu Shuling nodded, turned around and walked out the door. He paused when he reached the door. "Jiang He, Yu Province is no better than Changxi Prefecture. The people there are ten or a hundred times stronger than Yue Yunzheng. You go, don't show off. If you can't fight, run away, and if you can't run, admit defeat. Coming back alive is more important than anything else."

Chen Jianghe looked at her and nodded.

In the afternoon, the sun turned to the west, and Chen Jianghe came to the Iron Cauldron Pavilion in the east of the city.

Redfire squatted on his shoulder, put her little paws on his collar, and curiously looked at the shops on both sides of the street with her scarlet-gold eyes.

I have been suffocating in the quiet room for the past few days, and when I finally came out, my little head was spinning like a rattle, and everything I saw was new.

Chen Jianghe Pushed the door open, walked through the front yard, bypassed the huge iron tripod, and came to the front of the forging workshop.

Before entering, I heard a dull and rhythmic hammering sound coming from inside.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Every time the hammer falls, the ground trembles slightly, and the sound is thick and powerful, like rolling thunder.

Stepping into the square door, a wave of hot air hits your face.

The fire in the forge was raging, and the red fire reflected the four walls brightly. Several forges were burning at the same time, making the whole room as hot as midsummer.

Fu Tieshan stood naked to the waist in front of the largest anvil, his bronze skin glowing with oil under the fire.

He held a heavy forging hammer in both hands. Every time the hammer head fell, it hit a red-hot iron embryo on the anvil, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

"Coming?" He didn't raise his head, his voice was broken by the sound of hammering, "Wait a minute, this embryo is almost ready."

Chen Jianghe didn't make a sound, just stood aside with his hands behind his hands and watched quietly.

Redfire poked his head out from his shoulder and stared at the flying sparks. His little eyes were full of curiosity. He stretched out his little paws to catch them. Chen Jianghe held them down gently, so he had to retract in anger and continue to chase the sparks with his eyes.

After about a stick of incense, Fu Tieshan finally put down the hammer. He picked up the iron embryo that had begun to take shape with iron pliers and put it into the sink nearby.

There was a "chila" sound, white smoke rose, and steam filled the air.

Fu Tieshan threw the iron pliers aside and turned around.

On the face that was burned red by the fire, sweat flowed along the wrinkles and ridges, but he didn't notice it. He just grinned, revealing a set of uneven yellow teeth.

"Boy, are you here again?"

Chen Jianghe shook his head, took off Army Breaker Spear from behind, and held it in both hands.

Army Breaker Spear Under the illumination of the fire, the green-black gun body glowed with a faint cold light, and the golden tiger stripe stretched from the tip of the gun to the gun's base, winding and flowing.

Fu Tieshan took the gun, ran his rough fingers over the golden tiger stripes on the gun body, looked at it over and over for a moment, raised and lowered his eyebrows slightly, repeated several times, and finally nodded.

"The gun body is fine and the tip is sharp." He raised his head and looked at Chen Jianghe, "What do you want me to do?"

Chen Jianghe took out a fist-sized piece of blue-black metal from his arms and placed it gently on the anvil.

The piece of metal is completely green and black, with fine lines flowing on the surface, like water waves and cloud patterns, glowing with a faint luster under the fire. It is inconspicuous at first glance, but if you look closely, you can find that there are faint star-like bright spots in the blue and black.

Green Gang Copper Mother. Cangyue Sect is the most precious piece among the lost bets. When Zhou Yan was delivered as promised, the word "top grade" was specially marked on Inventory.

Fu Tieshan picked up the piece of Green Gang Copper Mother, weighed it in his hands, and looked closer at the textures, his pupils contracted slightly.

"Green Gang Copper Mother?" He raised his head, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "This is good stuff. It's a big fist, enough for an ordinary blacksmith to feed for three years. Where did you get it?"

Chen Jianghe didn't elaborate, just said, "Cangyue Sect lost."

Fu Tieshan was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" He said the word "Okay" three times in a row, stopped laughing, and stared at the piece of Green Gang Copper Mother with burning eyes.

He placed Green Gang Copper Mother on the anvil, then picked up Army Breaker Spear and looked at it over and over. His eyes were burning with a long-lost heat, which was the fervor that a blacksmith would have when faced with the finest materials.

"You want to incorporate this into the tip of the gun?" he asked.

Chen Jianghe nodded. "The selection is coming soon, and the disciple needs an indestructible gun."

Fu Tieshan pondered for a moment, flicked his finger on the tip of the gun, and made a clear buzzing sound.

He listened carefully to the echo of the voice, his brows slightly wrinkled and then relaxed, repeated several times, and finally nodded.

"It works." He placed Army Breaker Spear and Green Gang Copper Mother side by side on the anvil, pointed at the tip of the gun and said, "The tip of your spear is recast from the sword tip of Chang Feng Sword, mixed with Green Gang Copper Essence, the edge is already superior. But Green Gang Copper Mother is the mother ore of Green Gang Copper Essence, which is rare in a hundred years. It has a purer texture and better toughness. If this material is integrated into the tip of the gun, the edge can be taken to a higher level."

He paused, raised his head and looked at Chen Jianghe, with a bit of solemnity in his eyes. "But there is something I have to tell you clearly. This Green Gang Copper Mother is extremely hard in texture, and its melting point is several times higher than ordinary metals. When smelting, it needs to be continuously calcined with the power of earth fire for three days and three nights to soften it. During this period, there must be no mistake in the temperature, otherwise all the efforts will be wasted."

Chen Jianghe listened quietly and said nothing.

Fu Tieshan continued, "I have been making pots for forty years, and only two pieces of Green Gang Copper Mother have been melted. The last one was your master.

That one is for Jinghong Spear. That furnace burned for five days and five nights, and I didn't sleep a wink for three days."

He stretched out his hand and slapped Chen Jianghe on the shoulder. The force was very strong, but it showed the unique warmth of an elder. "Don't worry, kid. I will still burn this piece out for you. Pick it up in three days. I guarantee that this gun will even be able to tear apart True Essence Realm's protective body True Essence."

Chen Jianghe looked at his cloudy but determined eyes and solemnly clasped his fists. "Thank you, Master."

He turned to leave, but Fu Tieshan suddenly stopped him. "Boy."

Chen Jianghe Look back.

Fu Tieshan held Army Breaker Spear, his eyes fell on the golden tiger stripe, and he was silent for a moment.

The fire illuminated his face with crisscrossed grooves, and there was reminiscence, emotion, and a trace of inexplicable expectation in his eyes.

"Your master's Jinghong Spear, I have been looking for it all these years."

He spoke, his voice a little deeper, "I got a clue last month, saying that it appeared in Yu Province. A casual cultivator saw it at an auction in Yu Province City, and said that the gun was completely green and black, with Jinghong patterns on the gun body, and the tip of the gun was sharp. The way he described it was exactly the same as the Jinghong Spear I made."

Chen Jianghe's eyes narrowed slightly.

Fu Tieshan raised his head and looked at him with stern eyes. "If you can go to Yu Province, pay attention to it for me. If you can find it, I will die in peace with my old bones."

Chen Jianghe looked into his eyes and solemnly clasped his fists. "Master, don't worry, this disciple has written it down. If Jinghong Spear can be found, I will personally send it back to the Iron Cauldron Pavilion."

Fu Tieshan nodded, waved his hand, turned around, and picked up the forging hammer again.

"Go ahead. Get the gun in three days."

Chen Jianghe clasped his fists again, turned around and strode away.

Behind him, the dull and rhythmic sound of hammering sounded again in the forge.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Redfire squatted on Chen Jianghe's shoulder, looked back at the figure sweating profusely under the fire, a trace of confusion flashed in his small eyes, then he retracted his head and burrowed into Chen Jianghe's clothes.

Chen Jianghe was walking on the way back to the mountain, thinking about what Fu Tieshan had just said.

Jinghong Spear, the master's pistol.

The old man who has been running a martial arts gym in Yilin County for twenty years once owned a top-notch weapon and had a past that was astonishingly talented.

It's just that of the past, all that's left now is a missing gun and a frustrated old man.

In the dusk, the mountain gate of the Xingyi Sect is in sight.

The lanterns on both sides of the mountain gate have been lit, and the dim yellow light sways gently in the night wind, reflecting the solemnity of the bluestone archway.

Chen Jianghe When he stepped into the mountain gate, the gatekeeper disciples clasped their fists and saluted, and their eyes fell on the small fiery red thing on his shoulder, their eyes full of curiosity.

He nodded in return and walked straight towards Hundred Herb Peak without stopping.

Behind him, a young disciple could not help but ask the senior brother next to him in a low voice, "What is that on Chen Chief Disciple's shoulder? It looks like a monkey, why is its fur so red?"

The senior brother slapped him on the back of the head. "What monkey? That's Chen Chief Disciple's strange beast. I heard that it has returned to its ancestors and is very powerful. In the last battle with Wild Wolf Valley, it killed two Gang Force Peak with three punches. Can you do that?"

The young disciple shrank his neck and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Chen Jianghe Walking on the mountain road, the night wind blows on my face, bringing with it the unique refreshing breath of the mountains and forests.

Redfire poked his little head out of his clothes, took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and let out a pleasant purr from his throat.

He reached out and gently stroked its little head.

"Redfire, in a few days, we will go to Yu Province."

Redfire blinked, his little head tilted, half understanding.

"It's very far there and there are a lot of people there. Opponents that are ten times or a hundred times stronger than Changxi Prefecture are everywhere." He paused and looked down at the little furry thing on his shoulder, "Are you afraid?"

Redfire stared at him for a moment, then suddenly jumped down from his shoulder, landed on the ground and made a Tiger Form Fist hand gesture, waved his small fist, and let out a thin roar towards the night. Although the voice was small, it carried a fierceness that was not afraid of anything.

Chen Jianghe looked at its appearance and couldn't help but smile. He squatted down, reached out to pick it up, and put it back on his shoulder.

"Okay, just don't be afraid. Let's go back and practice boxing."