"This medicine is good to stop bleeding." Changle took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and said.

After seeing this, Master Dingyi wanted to scold him for making trouble. That was the trauma medicine from Huashan. It was as famous as the Baiyunxiong gallbladder pills of Hengshan School, but Baiyunxiong gallbladder pills have better effects on internal injuries.

Master Dingxian also spoke, "Pinniluo and Qi Huang Zhishu, accompany you to see."

The boy looked at them gratefully, and he kowtowed to the two of them in a hurry.

When Deng Laoer saw that he was from the Hengshan Sect, he naturally didn't dare to say anything. Changle's palm made him hurt for seven or eight days, but it didn't hurt his muscles.

The boy anxiously led Dingxian and Changle to the residence of Aunt Tie. Master Dingyi and Lin Pingzhi left the fort with everyone from the Hengshan Sect.

When they walked in, Aunt Tie was placed on the bed.

The room was very clean, without any odor, and she was also well cared for. This made Changle's love for this teenager a little more.

After Dingxian checked, he shook his head slightly at Changle, and then took medicine to the unconscious aunt Tie.

"What's your name?" Changle asked looking at him.

"I don't have a name." The young man's horoscope drooped again. "My mother said she would give me a name when my father comes back, but she has been dead for several years, and her father has never come back. They called me a little wild breeder. Iron aunt called me Xiao Chuan."

"Amitabha." Master Dingxian looked at the boy with a pity.

"Little Hammer? Is Little Hammer back?" Aunt Tie should have turned her back, but she can't see anything now, and her dry hands are touching around.

"Auntie, I'm here." Xiao Chuan held back her tears and pinched her hand. Changle used his internal strength to protect her heart, make her feel more comfortable, and explain everything for a longer time.

"Xiao Chuan, the aunt is leaving, I can't accompany you. Actually, the aunt knows that it was me who dragged you down. If it weren't for me, you would have left here long ago.

How come such a good child suffers so much? After your mother died, she never saw you laugh. The aunt just took care of you for a few meals, but you kept remembering it.

The guys in the Sword Forging Valley are all blind people. How could they know? You see, others will remember the technique after hitting iron once. The things they hit in less than a month are no worse than those of the master.

Don’t wait for your father. He has actually married another woman and left here. It’s because of this crazy person that your mother left here and live well.”

After saying that, Aunt Tie held Xiao Chuan's hand and said a lot, but in the end she became less and less. As soon as she let go, Changle closed her eyes.

Xiao Hammer's eyes were red and he was pinching his thin pants tightly.

"I promised her not to cry before my mother died, but today I can't help it." After saying that, the young man cried with his eyebrows lowered.

"Amitabha." Master Dingxian said with red eyes and said the Buddha's name.

After he was calmed down, Changle was about to help him bury Aunt Tie, but he shook his head and said that according to their custom, it would take three days to stay in the mortal world.

"Nephew Changle, let us and this little hammer donor's funeral leave to us and this little hammer donor." Master Dingxian said as he looked at Changle.

"I'll stay and help me, too." Changle thought for a while and said.

Master Dingxian went to find Deng Ganjiang, and Lord Deng naturally would not miss this opportunity to repair the relationship.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Tie, who had never lived a good life in her life, had a very glorious funeral.

"Why should the master help an old woman arrange the funeral?" Deng Ganjiang asked curiously.

"The old woman is a human being, and the poor nun is also a human being. What's the difference?" Master Dingxian said seriously.

"Hahaha." Deng Ganjiang just smiled and said nothing else.

The martial arts people he invited were also here, so he just arranged the staff at the funeral and went to greet the martial arts people.

Changle accompanied the boy and asked, "My aunt is buried, what are your plans?"

He looked at Changle and asked with some anticipation, "Can I learn swords from you?"

"Why do you learn sword?" Changle sat cross-legged beside him.

"I like your swordsmanship, just like a blacksmith." The boy said seriously.

After listening to Changle, he laughed, "I am a disciple of the head of Huashan, and I am also very famous in the world. Judging from the sword technique, there is no more than one hand that can beat me in this world, and learning sword is a trivial matter.

Young man, would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

The little hammer of the eight-character eyebrows, the eyebrows raised for the first time.

Dongdongdongdongdong, three kowtowed and said, "I do."

As soon as the afternoon arrives, a group of Japanese ronin arrives.

After they arrived, they found that many martial arts people came to the sword-making valley, but they did not have much intention of restraint.

"Hey! Have you chosen your weapons as agreed?" The leader of the ronin spoke Chinese with a strong accent.

Deng Ganjiang did not tell them, he only said that the Japanese came to rob Han Tie.

In fact, the ronin wanted to bet with the sword valley. They said that as long as the sword valley could cut off their samurai sword, they offered ten thousand taels of gold. If they could not cut it, they would take away the piece of cold iron.

At first, Deng Ganjiang was naturally unwilling to do so. The ronin defeated several masters in the valley, but did not take away Han Tie. Deng Ganjiang could only agree to the bet.

"Hmph! There are many swords in my Longquan Sword Forging Valley!" Deng Hao said with a big laugh. "But you Japanese people, don't lose your pants when the time comes."

Master Dingxian concentrates on reciting the "Sutra of Removing All Karma and Being Reborn in the Pure Land Dharani Sutra" for Aunt Tie, which is the mantra of rebirth.

Changle was watching with Tai Chi Sutra on the side, while Xiao Chuan was stunned in a daze.

Deng Hao rushed in with a panic look on his face, knelt down in front of the two of them and cried, "Master! Young Master! I was ignorant before, please help my father. Those ronin really bully people too much!"

After reciting the mantra of rebirth, Master Dingxian stood up and said, "I'll go there."

Changle also put away the scriptures and said with a smile, "Let's go together."

Sometimes I really hate my own people, but I still have to take care of others if they bully me.

Xiao Chuan got up and took out a long sword from under the bed and said, "Master, this is my apprenticeship."

Changle smiled. When he took the Changjian, he felt that the weight was still lighter, but it was better than before.

"This is the sword I forged." When talking about the sword casting, there was a smile on his face. "It is the one I am most satisfied with, but the materials are average, so it is better to make another one for the master in the future."

Deng Hao glanced at Xiao Chuan in disgust. This little beast, who even his father didn't know, actually became Zhao Changle's apprentice. He lamented that this little beast was lucky and joked that Zhao Changle's eyes were really bad.

Changle pulled out the sword, but the sword body was pitch black but there were some blood-like textures on it.

Changle waved his lightly, and a corner of the table was cut off like tofu.

"What a sword!" Although Deng Hao is like a fool, he still has a good view of the sword.

"How do you curse?" Changle glared at him dissatisfiedly.

"I said this sword is a good sword!" Deng Hao quickly explained.

"It's not okay to scold my sword." Changle returned the sword to the sheath, "I'm very satisfied with this sword."
Chapter completed!