Four Sects Alliance, Southern Kingdom.
The splendid sunshine shines on the green tiles and red walls everywhere. Standing on the bridge in the city, you can see the abrupt cornices.
The high-flying shop signboard flags, the sparkling carriages and horses, and the endless flow of pedestrians.
On both sides of the streets in the city are teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops, etc., and there are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open spaces next to them.
This bustling, lively street extends to the east and west along the moat, all the way to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but there are still people on the street.
Some were carrying burdens on the road, some were driving ox carts to deliver goods, some were driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some were stopping to admire the scenery of the moat...
Luo Chuan led the horse back to the Southern Kingdom capital Capital City. Looking at the busy streets in front of him, he had no intention of returning to the former courtyard.
In the original courtyard, the deity is practicing. If he goes back, his practice will be affected, and it may also cause the clone to merge with the deity in advance, thus affecting the subsequent practice.
Turning his eyes to the distance, he saw a handsome young man carving wood carvings in a shop not far away. These wood carvings contained special energy, and he was obviously a strong man from the same Nascent Soul Realm period.
The young man in the shop also raised his head and looked at Luo Chuan, but before he could see his face clearly, he saw that Luo Chuan had already left here.
"What a familiar smell..."
The handsome young man put down the file in his hand and came to the door. He subconsciously looked in the direction of Luo Chuan and found that Luo Chuan had disappeared.
"Did I see it wrong?"
The young man shook his head and returned to his position to continue carving the wood carving in his hand. As for other things, it had nothing to do with him.
Luo Chuan did not come to disturb Wang Lin's practice. Instead, he bought a mansion in the next street and spent money to hire some maids and servants to take care of his daily life.
At the same time, spiritual consciousness spread throughout the Zhao Kingdom, and A-Dai was found to be forging iron in the blacksmith shop at this moment.
His original blue skin has returned to his human appearance, and his memory has been sealed. At this moment, he is just like an ordinary person, repeating his work every day.
As for Ancestor Feng Luan, he still realized it in the green bamboo forest without any planned thoughts. It seemed that he wanted to use a quiet method to break through his own shackles, thereby breaking through the realm of the Spirit Severing Realm.
Luo Chuan changed into a clean set of clothes and came to the blacksmith shop on the next street. The first thing he saw was A-Dai, who was naked from the waist up, spinning a hammer and pounding red-hot iron.
At this time, A-Dai is just an ordinary person, but his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people. Every time he swings the hammer, it will leave some ripples in the air.
"Wang Lin realizes the artistic conception by transforming himself into a mortal, but retains the memory, while A-Dai directly seals the memory. It seems that he wants to use his own memory to understand the artistic conception after the memory is restored."
Luo Chuan looked at the position of A-Dai, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "As expected of my disciple, I just don't know how Liu Mei is doing now. He should also be attacking Spirit Severing Realm."
When I walked to the blacksmith shop, I saw a tough-looking young man running out. Then after seeing Luo Chuan, he quickly shouted towards the room, "Dad, there is a guest at home."
I saw a panting middle-aged man pull up his pants, walk out of the room, slap the boy on the head, and cursed, "Didn't I ask you to entertain me? I didn't see your father was busy!"
The tiger-headed young man rubbed his head and said angrily, "Dad, you were the one who greeted people when they came, and now you don't admit it. It's true."
The middle-aged man touched his nose, looked at Luo Chuan in front of him, and apologized. "I'm sorry, brother, my son is a little naughty, what do you want to buy?"
Luo Chuan rubbed Da Niu's head with a smile, raised his head, and said, "I want to make some ironware for my servant, how much is it suitable for?"
"It depends on how difficult it is for you to fight." The middle-aged man took out the price list and handed it over. It basically contained farm tools and the like. As for the armor and weapons of the soldiers, they were not allowed to build them here.
After all, this kind of thing violates the laws of the country. If you are caught, you will be exiled at the least. In serious cases, you may even be executed.
Luo Chuan did not embarrass the middle-aged man and his family. He handed over the farm tool drawings he drew to the other party. Then he looked at A-Dai at the door and asked, "Is he your student?"
The middle-aged man took the drawing that was handed over, looked at the position of A-Dai, sighed, and said, "This child has a hard life. He was dirty when he came here, and he didn't even have money to eat."
"I saw how pitiful he was, so I took him home and gave him two meals. But after all, we were a small business and there was no way we could feed him."
"Just when I wanted to give him some money to let him go, I found that he was a good blacksmith... Originally, I, Zeng Family, was not allowed to teach blacksmithing to others, but after his parents died and I was lonely, I stayed here as an apprentice."
The middle-aged man looked at the position of A-Dai and sighed deeply. After all, in troubled times, one more person means one more mouth to eat.
For ordinary families, this is definitely adding insult to injury.
Luo Chuan stepped in front of A-Dai, looked at his direct disciple, with a smile on his face, "What's your name?"
A-Dai raised his head, looked at Luo Chuan in front of him, and replied, "Uncle Zeng saw that I was dumbfounded, so he named me A-Dai."
Hearing the name spoken by the other party, Luo Chuan smiled in his heart. It seemed that no matter what, he couldn't get rid of this name.
"Brother, don't worry, we will deliver these things to you in three days, and we guarantee there won't be any problems."
The middle-aged man came over and said with a smile, "When the time comes, all you need to do is give me an address and I will deliver it to you personally."
Luo Chuan took out a piece of silver and put it on the table, and said softly, "I live next door Luo Mansion. When you're done, just leave it to the housekeeper."
"Got it."
Hearing that the other party was from the mansion, the middle-aged man was also surprised. After all, they were all wealthy people, and they would come to a small place like his to blacksmith.
It's indeed a bit surprising.
Da Niu raised his head and looked at Luo Chuan, and asked doubtfully, "Uncle, why is your hair white? Isn't it said that only grandpa is white?"
The middle-aged man slapped Da Niu on the head again, and said angrily, "How can you talk? Who stipulates that only old people can have white hair?"
"Hurry up and apologize to your uncle."
Da Niu pouted and said, "I'm sorry."