The Clan of Forging the God-Fighting.

"Clan leader, the boy from Jianyao Sect fainted." A simple disciple faithfully reported.

The head of Zhu Shenfeng paused for a moment when he flipped through the book, but soon, he buried his head again and ignored it.

Chen Ruo, who was standing beside him, was anxious: "Grandpa, he has been kneeling for so long, which is a testament to his sincerity, right?"

Since Nan Jingbai first visited the Zhu Shenfeng clan a few months ago, and was rejected, he not only did not leave, but instead knelt down outside the village. Day after day, whether it was blown by wind, sun, rain, or ridicule by young children in the clan, he always knelt on the spot and never moved a step.

Now, he finally lost his energy and fainted, and was discovered by his disciple who went out to collect herbs.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" Chen Ruo stamped his feet in a hurry. Now Nan Jingbai has fainted. The clan leader not only refused to agree to see him, but he refused to even ask his clan members to treat him. Do you really want to see him die outside?

"If you are so unkind, Ruo'er will not like you! You often teach us that those etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame are just talk about?"

"Others are sorry for us. The best way to retaliate is not to lower our own personality to the same as him, but to stand at a higher moral level and make him feel ashamed. Is this wrong?"

Chen Ruo, who had been quiet, said a long sentence in one breath this time. At the same time, she frowned, pouted her lips, twisted her sleeves lightly, but her eyes were staring at the patriarch, her face full of "righteous words".

Perhaps because of her persistence, the head of Zhu Shenfeng finally sighed: "Let him come in."

...

A ray of light was faintly penetrated into the deep darkness.

Nan Jingbai slowly opened his eyes, and couldn't help but greedily breathe a breath of fresh air pouring into his nose, and then he had time to raise his gaze and look around.

"Young man, have you woken up?" An old man in a brocade stood in front of him. His face was covered with patterns drawn by time, but when those bright and divine eyes, Nan Jingbai looked at him, he knew that this man must be a powerful man of great significance. I am afraid that he is also in the realm of heaven and his strength is not inferior to the sect leader!

"Is this..." Nan Jingbai felt his throat dry after not drinking or eating for many days. He rolled his eyes hard and glanced back and forth on the roof of the dilapidated shack.

Chen Ruo, who was petite, sat down to the bed first, held his hand, and introduced enthusiastically: "This is my patriarch's grandfather. He has promised to help you. Why don't you thank him quickly?" As he said, he kept winking at him.

She urged Nan Jingbai to thank him, on the one hand, she was eager to tell him the good news. More importantly, once he was a junior, he would be grateful, as a hero in the world who had a word, the patriarch would not be able to openly repent. In this way, the matter could be truly finalized.

The leader of Zhu Shenfeng seemed to have seen her little thoughts. Before Nan Jingbai could answer, he waved his hand coldly: "Not busy."

"Young man, I'll ask you a question first. You keep saying that you want to ask our Zhu Shenfeng clan to come out to help. So, why do you think I should help you?"

Nan Jingbai blurted out and was about to answer, but the leader of Zhu Shenfeng interrupted him again. His eyes were deep, as if he was about to look into his heart.

"Think clearly before answering. Your answer is likely to be related to the result of your visit."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became serious, and there was a kind of storm at the negotiating table. Chen Ruo looked at this and then that. However, she was inconvenient to interrupt and could only pray in her heart.

Why am I here? Nan Jingbai originally didn't need to consider this question. After arriving at the Zhushenfeng clan, he kept saying "to save the innocent disciples of the Jianyao Sect." Even now, his answer remains unchanged. But at this moment, he suddenly hesitated.

If the leader of Zhu Shenfeng asked him back, "What do you have to do with me in your innocent disciples of Jianyao Sect?", how should he answer? Yes, those are living lives, but the other party is not a philanthropist, and there is no difficulty in any way, he must run to help. Moreover, he is still a force that has hundreds of years of old grudges with him.

Logically speaking, for strange-tempered laity experts, they would rather hear some unique answers. But Nan Jingbai's thinking has always been a normal person, and it is really too difficult for him to make him talkatively.

In order to prevent the unique skills of the Zhu Shenfeng family from being abandoned, even he himself felt that this was too hypocritical.

In any case, the Jianyao Sect is here to seek help. Since it is seeking help, it should not be a high-spirited attitude. Has anyone in their entire sect ever thought of making a name for the Zhu Shenfeng clan? No! Since there is no, he cannot say it is justified.

Nan Jingbai remained silent for a long time, and Chen Ruo looked at him anxiously, wishing he could send a message to him directly and let him say a few words casually.

The leader of Zhu Shenfeng was very patient. He always looked at him thoughtfully with his hands on his back. His eyes were always like the rolling sea, completely covering his heart under the heavy deep sea.

How should I answer? How should I answer? Sweat beads have emerged from Nan Jingbai's forehead. The more anxious he was, the more confused his thoughts were at this moment.

If the patriarch was really determined not to help me, he could ask someone to throw me out directly... He was willing to see me, and it was definitely not just to humiliate me, he was giving me a chance. The question is, can I successfully seize this opportunity...

What exactly did the leader Zhu Shenfeng want? It was not watching his enemy die, then, is it money, reputation, or...

manner?

If what he wants is just an attitude of Jianyao Bulk, then the answer should be...

"Because," Nan Jingbai, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head, "This is the only opportunity for the two tribes to resolve their grudges!"

Just now, Nan Jingbai thought of a blind spot he has so far asked for help.

Every time, what he said was "asking the clan leader to save the innocent disciples of the Jianyao Sect." What he repeatedly emphasized was just the "Swordyao Sect".

The Zhu Shenfeng clan is just one of their tools to use. If they solve the urgent need of the "Sword Kiln Sect", they will throw it away at will. Because they have never said that they will "resolve grudges" with the Zhu Shenfeng clan...

Since the grudges have not been resolved, the two sides are still opposing forces, so why should they help you?

Perhaps what the leader of Zhu Shenfeng wants is an attitude, and the leader of the Jian Kiln is willing to bow down and admit his mistakes and rebuild the old attitude with Zhu Shenfeng!

After he took the risk of saying this with a bet mentality, the eyes of the leader Zhu Shenfeng did fluctuate for a moment.

"Oh? You keep talking."

Nan Jingbai didn't know whether he had bet correctly, but he was deeply touched and continued to talk in one breath.

"The innocent disciples of the Jianyao Sect have nothing to do with you; whether the Zhushenfeng clan can become famous has nothing to do with us. Only when both sides resolve the grudges is a real thing for both of us."

"The past cannot be changed, but we can change the present. If we don't repair the shortcomings, we will always be shortcomings."

"It is indeed sad to make a mistake, but what is more sad than making a mistake is that you know that you are wrong, but you are still unwilling to correct it."

"I don't know what happened between you until now, but I know that you must have regretted it, but no one wants to take the first step. Now, this 'common weapon refining' is an excellent opportunity to give us a common step."

"The sect leader has faced his mistakes, and he is willing to apologize to the Zhushenfeng clan. So, is the patriarch willing to face his mistakes?"

The head of Zhu Shenfeng narrowed his eyes dangerously: "My mistake? The one who is traitorous is your sect leader. What's wrong with me?"

"…Escape." Nan Jingbai paused, and despite the wink Chen Ruo threw at him, he continued, "Class leader, you did not make any mistakes to your friends, but the biggest mistake you made to yourself and your tribe members is to escape reality."

"Maybe the betrayal of the sect leader to you has caused you a lot of harm, but isn't it because you chose to live in seclusion in the world and seclusion in anger? Isn't it very irresponsible for your own life?"

"The competition in the world is so fierce. Who dares to say that the first time you debut will surely be famous all over the world? It doesn't matter if you fail once. As long as you stand up and keep moving forward, you will always have a chance to succeed if you fail ten times or hundreds of times! Now, you have wasted hundreds of years of time due to your momentary intent. You blamed the sect leader all this on my sect leader, but have you never thought that the greater responsibility is actually you?"

"Maybe he took away your chance and completely gained a foothold on the mainland, but if your choice was not to retreat in the whole clan, but to continue to struggle, today, with the skill of the weapon refining of the Shenfeng clan, the status of the outside world, might have surpassed our sword kiln sect long ago!"

"What he took away was your chance, but what you took away was your enterprising spirit. What he killed was you, but what you killed were those tribesmen who trusted you wholeheartedly and were willing to retire with you."

"Your approach is completely 'punishing yourself with other people's mistakes', have you ever thought about it?"

The always calm face of the leader Zhu Shenfeng suddenly turned over and changed. When his legs became weak, he couldn't help but fall one step.

"Grandpa, the clan leader..." Chen Ruo hurriedly supported him. Her heart also fell heavily.

It's over, this time the grandfather of the clan leader will definitely not help...

"Class leader, have you seen the scene in the village?" Nan Jingbai spoke again. He became more and more excited. "The people in the village are sweating profusely every day. However, although they have refined weapons that satisfy themselves, they can only be discarded in the corner in the end. Because you forbidden them from interacting with outsiders, their efforts cannot be circulated on the market and cannot be recognized by the world. For a weapon refiner, this is the greatest sorrow."

"Class leader, our sect leader is wrong, but what's wrong with your tribe? Why can't they do what they want to do calmly and must accompany you here to die?"

"I can see that you regret it too, right? You also want to lift the ban, but you have been gambled for hundreds of years and you can't hold this face down, right?"

"So, let's take this step this time. We apologize to you and we will correct your name. And you just need to choose whether to accept it."

"However, we have done what we should do, and from then on, we have a clear conscience. If you still insist on trapping yourself in hatred, it has nothing to do with us!"

The head of Zhu Shenfeng was silent for a long time, with a touching corner of his mouth, and a bitter smile of nostalgia appeared: "Do you sect leader really want to resolve the grudges with me?"

Nan Jingbai lowered his head deeply: "He hasn't wanted to see you for a day and wants to apologize to you in person."

The leader of Zhu Shenfeng was silent again. Nan Jingbai struck while the iron was hot and continued: "If the leader is willing to give in and promote the joining forces between the two tribes, then you two can reconcile and sit together and talk about the way of refining weapons. The younger generations of the two tribes can also play together and learn from each other, without having to be together like enemies. Enemies should be resolved rather than to make a fuss. Letting others go, and letting you go."

Listening to the scene described by Nan Jingbai, for a moment, the leader of Zhu Shenfeng seemed to be leisurely and fascinated.

"Young man, you are very good at speaking." After a long time, he finally sighed, "Okay, I can give in. But this step is also conditional-"

"Since the Sect Master of Jian Kiln snatched away the victory and reputation that should belong to me, he must prove that he does have the strength to bear this reputation now, rather than deceiving the world and stealing reputation for hundreds of years."

"You represent the Jianyao Sect, and compete with our Shenfeng Clan. If you win, I will accept your apology, abolish the ban in the clan, and come out to help. Do you dare to face the challenge?"

"Grandpa of the Clan Chief..." Chen Ruo couldn't help but whisper, "Aren't you making things difficult for others? He is still so young and wants to refine weapons. How could he win the Grandpa of the Clan Chief who has learned hundreds of years more than him?"

The head of Zhu Shenfeng laughed and raised his hand to rub Chen Ruo's little head: "Why are you, your girl, keep turning your elbows outward? Since grandpa has put forward this condition, he will naturally not give him a chance to pass. What I said is not to let him compete with me, but to you."

"Follow me?" Chen Ruo pointed at the tip of his nose in surprise.

"Why, aren't you clamoring to help him? You are retreating now?" The leader of Zhu Shenfeng smiled slightly, "You are the best disciple of our Zhu Shenfeng generation. You have learned almost the skills of our clan's weapon refining. I think you are the person who best represents our clan."

As he said that, he turned to Nan Jingbai again. "Young man, you can choose to play on your own. You Jianyao Sect can also choose a junior disciple at will. As long as you can beat Ruoer, everything is easy to say."

"The competition between our older generation ended a hundred years ago. Now, it is the juniors of our two tribes, betting on the glory of one tribe and winning the victory."

"I really want to see. The Jianyao Sect has dominated the title of the leader of weapon refiners over the years. What about the younger generations they have trained are better than our God-Casting Clan?"
Chapter completed!