Xiangyang City was magnificent and had always been the trading center between the north and south.
As they approached Xiangyang City, although it was not like the southeast where smoke and willows painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains; However, it could also be said to be the market's pearls, and the households were filled with Luo Qi. It had been prosperous since ancient times.
In this era, the flames of war had not spread to Xiangyang. The economic and trade exchanges between the north and the south were connected here, and it could be considered prosperous.
The merchants traded here. Both sides of the street were paved with green bricks. It was clean and tidy, bustling with activity, simple and elegant.
In the tea shop, there were people telling stories and laughing from time to time. In the taverns, it was often seen that the children of the Jianghu were drinking wantonly.
From time to time, bursts of hearty laughter could be heard. It was someone who was half-drunk and laughing happily. For a moment, the scene was very lively.
In the depths of the alley, there was a shop. At the door, rows of hoes, sickles, and other farming tools were hung.
The shop was covered in soot all year round and was pitch-black. The air was filled with the smell of a furnace fire, and the sound of metal striking could be heard from time to time.
There was no doubt that this was a blacksmith shop. According to the locals, although the owner of this shop was crippled, his craftsmanship was the best in Xiangyang City!
It was said that the ironware that flowed out of his hands were all the best of the best. Even now, many people in the martial arts world were willing to customize weapons from him and travel the martial arts world.
There was no doubt that this person was a disciple of Peach Blossom Island. His name was Feng Mofeng. As one of Huang Yaoshi's disciples, Feng Mofeng was the youngest and the most talented among Huang Yaoshi's six disciples.
He had just been expelled by Huang Yaoshi and had come to Xiangyang by chance. He became a blacksmith here and prepared for his life.
Feng Mofeng was revealed in the plot of the Condor God. As a disciple of Peach Blossom Island, he had been homeless for the first half of his life. In the second half of his life, he met Yang Guo, Cheng Ying, and the others. In order to protect them, he fought with Li Mochou and even delayed Li Mochou for a moment. In the end, he died in the hands of Jinlun Guoshi in order to protect Guo Jing and Yang Guo from leaving the Mongolian camp.
However, the imperial court had banned the use of weapons, so he could only make some farming tools for a living. He had no place to display his skills.
As he approached the shop, he saw a man who looked like a farmer fiddling with farm tools. His arms were bare, and his skin was as dark as oil. His hands were covered in black calluses, and his lean body had refined muscles.
"Young Master, what do you need?”Feng Mofeng's eyes lit up when he saw someone coming in.
Usually, most of the people who came here were rough men or farmers from the countryside. A young master with such an extraordinary temperament should be a child of the martial arts world. Otherwise, he would not easily set foot in these places.
"I heard that Blacksmith Feng has the best craftsmanship in Xiangyang City, so I want to ask you to help me forge a suitable weapon!”This young man was Li Qing. He took out a black iron heavy sword wrapped in a white cloth from his back and turned around to Feng Mofeng.
Li Qing had sought Feng Mofeng out because of his superb craftsmanship. Ordinary blacksmiths only knew how to forge farming tools. Although spears didn't require high skill, Darksteel was not something ordinary blacksmiths could forge.
Ordinary smithing methods could not melt the dark iron at all. After asking around in Xiangyang City, Li Qing heard about Feng Mofeng. In the original work, it was this person who melted the dark iron and forged two martial arts divine weapons. Therefore, Li Qing thought that this person should be able to forge a suitable spear for him.
"May I know what weapon Young Master wants to forge?”Looking at Li Qing's outfit, Feng Mofeng asked calmly.
Although the imperial court prohibited the use of weapons, how could merchants traveling between the north and the south and the Jianghu not have weapons? Therefore, everyone was well aware of this kind of trade.
Li Qing pulled off the white cloth covering the surface of the black iron and shook it lightly. A huge black sword fell out with a muffled sound and smashed the green stone on the ground into pieces.
"This is…black iron!" Feng Mofeng was experienced and knowledgeable. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and he immediately recognized the origin of this thing. Thus, he couldn't help but exclaim.
As expected of an expert, he recognized it at a glance. Previously, Li Qing had also tried to find a few blacksmiths that made farm tools, but those blacksmiths did not know what this thing was.
"I wonder if you are qualified to use this item to forge a Tiger Head Golden Spear for me?”
When Feng Mofeng heard this, he was surprised and said,"Darksteel is extremely hard and much heavier than ordinary refined iron. If it's all forged into a spear, it'll definitely be very heavy and inconvenient to use.”
" Why don't we just forge the spearhead and use the remaining parts to forge a saber and sword? It'll definitely be able to cut through iron like mud and become a peerless divine weapon…"
Ordinary weapons could be cut through like mud with just a little black iron. It was a little extravagant to forge such a large piece of black iron into a weapon.
If even the spear's shaft was made of black iron, it would be too extravagant and too heavy. If it was an ordinary person, they would naturally not be able to lift such a heavy spear. However, for Li Qing, this spear was still relatively handy.
Li Qing's voice was neither cold nor warm as he said,""Can it be forged?"
Feng Mofeng saw Li Qing's dissatisfaction and said,"Yes! I wonder when you'll need it?"
Pausing for a moment, Feng Mofeng continued,"Young master, spears are easy to forge, but black iron is not easy to melt. I need to make some special materials.”
"If Young Master is in a hurry, you can come and get the weapon in three days.”
"How much silver do you need?" Li Qing nodded slightly and asked.”
Feng Mofeng paused and said,"Five hundred taels of silver!"
"Then I'll come back in three days!" Li Qing said.
In fact, in this era, this price was really not cheap. According to the records of the Song Dynasty, the property of an ordinary person was around 80 to 120 strings.
In Water Margins, Yang Zhi's treasured saber could be bought for three thousand strings of Guan, which was three thousand taels of silver. This meant that the prices of goods in the Song Dynasty were quite high.
The price of 500 taels of silver wasn't too expensive. It was obvious that Feng Mofeng was an honest person.
Li Qing nodded and agreed on a date. He drew the size of the spear and informed Feng Mofeng before leaving.
After leaving the blacksmith shop, Feng Mofeng narrowed his eyes and kept thinking about who this young man was and why he had such a strange item.
Not to mention Feng Mofeng's psychological changes, Li Qing was currently worrying about the 500 taels of silver.
Moreover, in this month, in order to make friends with the Condor God, he had used up all the silver on him. He had no money on him at all. How could he have the money to pay this fee?
In the Divine College world, Li Qing ate Tang Zichen's food, lived in Tang Zichen's house, and slept with Tang Zichen. It could be said that he had enjoyed the taste of happiness.
As the Sect Master of the Tang Sect, Tang Zichen's family assets were worth hundreds of millions. How could he lack money? Now, Li Qing was in trouble for a mere five hundred taels of silver.
As the saying goes, money can make the world go round, but without money, it's hard to move an inch. Now, Li Qing had finally met it.
But how could a hero be stumped by money? In ancient times, these heroes would pay dozens of taels of silver. Where did they get it from? It wasn't like he borrowed money from rich people. Of course, he robbed others of their wealth and helped his own poverty.
Back then, the Bandit Commander Chu Liuxiang sang the song of the long moon, stepping on the moon and leaving a fragrance. It had perfectly interpreted the elegance of the ancient chivalrous man.
The moonlight was as black as ink in the prefect's mansion.
" I heard that Jun Zizheng is extremely wealthy and generous. I can't help but yearn for him. Tonight, I will definitely come to get it. Jun Zizheng is elegant and won't make me go back and forth in vain."
Taking advantage of the night, a light blue short letter quietly arrived. The handwriting was elegant and unrestrained, carrying a rich tulip aura that was deeply mesmerizing. That ethereal and poetic artistic conception pervaded the surroundings.
Li Qing then sneaked into the prefect's manor. This Xiangyang prefect was the famous "Lu Wende".
Lu Wende was in cahoots with Jia Shidao, a powerful official, and had a strong army. He was no different from a local emperor in Xiangyang. Therefore, the prefect's mansion was extremely luxurious, comparable to the mansion in the capital.
Li Qing entered the prefect's manor and his figure changed. He turned into a shadow and disappeared into the void.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they heard someone shouting in the storeroom. From time to time, exclamations could be heard from the residence,"Not good, we caught a thief. The treasury has been robbed!”
"Guards, someone is here!"
However, at this moment, Li Qing was already far away on the gate tower, smiling as he watched the wind and clouds. At this moment, a sharp gust of wind came from behind him. Li Qing's figure blurred and he instantly hid in the air.
"You little thief, how dare you steal from the treasury!”A soft voice rang out from behind Li Qing. Following the voice, three Ice Spirit Silver Needles flew over!
By the way, Li Mochou had just left the mountain and had yet to meet Lu Zhanyuan. It's up to you whether you want to accept him or not!
Also, whether Huang Rong wants to accept it or not, you guys can discuss it in the book review section. Otherwise, you can accept it all. Both of them are so pitiful! He couldn't bear to! Automatic comical!
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