"Zhao Blacksmith in the east of the city is the most famous blacksmith in Chang'an City. He is particularly good at creating weapons. It is said that even the Huashan Sect has ordered long swords from him. It is unknown whether it is true or not."

The sky was getting darker and the lanterns in front of the door had already hung. Zhang Mingyuan led Li Ding to stand outside a pretty good courtyard, looking at the eye-catching plaque with "iron": "I got a lot of good iron when I was doing business in the north. Thinking of such a person, he might have something to ask for in the future, so he sold these things to him half-sold."

"It just so happened that when Zhang Blacksmith received a group of forging weapons, the customers asked for it in an urgent manner. It seemed that they were also a sect in the martial arts world. When Zhao Blacksmith was anxious, he took the opportunity to accept this love."

"The Zhao family has lived by scheming iron for generations, and has been very capable of scheming iron for generations. They are all proud of scheming iron. The senior Zhao family's old man simply changed the character Zhao on the door of the new yard and changed the character Zhao to the old house."

After hearing what Zhang Mingyuan said, Li Ding's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly: "So, this Blacksmith Zhao is still an amazing person."

Zhang Mingyuan shook his head and sighed: "Yes, it is said that the son of Blacksmith Zhao was sent to Huashan as a disciple since he was a child. He is much better than Zhang in this Chang'an City."

After sighing, Zhang Mingyuan then reminded Li Ding: "President Li, we have something to ask for others this time, but we should be kind."

Li Ding chuckled: "Don't worry, head of the Zhang family, Mr. Li is a proper person."

Seeing that Li Ding didn't look like that reckless person, and when he heard what he said, Zhang Mingyuan felt relieved, took the gift from his hand and walked towards the mansion ahead.

There were too many people who were brought, and it seemed rude. Li Dingben wanted to leave the Black Wind Village elite who was following him and go alone. However, after thinking about his martial arts at this time, he still didn't say anything. He also carried the gift in his hand and walked outside the Zhao family with Zhang Mingyuan.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Zhang Mingyuan led two servants in front and knocked on the door himself. Li Ding and the people from Heifeng Village fell behind, and the footsteps of the doorman were heard soon.

"Who?"

A thin old man showed his face and looked at the people outside the door with his eyes wide open.

"Old man, I am Zhang Mingyuan, the boss of the Zhang family in the south of the city. If you have something to do, you will see your Mr. Zhao. I specially brought my friends here. I'll go and report it."

Zhang Mingyuan smiled on his face and said to the elderly old man.

"Oh, it turns out it's Mr. Zhao. Please wait a moment. I'll tell my master now."

The old concierge nodded and asked Zhang Mingyuan to wait. Then he closed the door and shouted the name of a young servant, perhaps because he was holding the young man's legs and feet to report it quickly.

Zhang Mingyuan turned around and made an apologetic smile to Li Ding, signaling him to wait for a moment.

Soon, the door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing two servants, one old and one young and two servants: "Master Zhang, our master asks you and all your friends to go to the living room for a while, he will change his clothes and arrive soon."

Zhang Mingyuan nodded with a smile, and entered the yard under the guidance of the servant, and Li Ding went with him.

Thirty-eight Black Wind Village elites and Yun Su followed behind them, each carrying sword armor, with a cold aura. However, the old gatekeeper and the servant only looked at each other, without fear.

This made Li Ding's heart secretly look back. It seemed that the "rumors" Zhang Mingyuan said were true.

Otherwise, why wouldn't this just Zhao family be afraid of the number of people like the 36 Black Wind Village elites, as well as the village leader and commander Yun Su?

Did they not train their temperaments in those years when they were bandits?

"Please wait a moment, my master will come soon."

The servant led everyone to the living room. Seeing the dozens of men following him standing behind Li Ding's seat, he only cut a pot of tea for Li Ding and Zhang Mingyuan, then stood upright and looked at the friends brought by Mr. Zhang curiously.

The sitting man who looked so handsome and extraordinary, made people feel good about it. Seeing that he was following him with such a big man with a armored sword, he guessed in his heart whether it was a martial arts force's young master?

His family, Mr. Zhao, is best at casting swords and weapons. The people in the court do not need him, and ordinary people cannot use it, so there are only people in the martial arts world.

As the servant looked at him, Li Ding looked at him, and when he saw him looking at him so calmly, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

A servant could look at so many strong men with armor and swords so often. This Blacksmith Zhao should have come into contact with many people in the martial arts world?

"It seems that it is indeed worthy of its reputation. This time I should be able to get a batch of good weapons."

Furthermore, if an ordinary blacksmith is not able to live in such a luxurious yard?

I also use these servants who take care of life.

As a result came to his mind, Li Ding relaxed a lot and did not drink tea. He sat on the chair and talked to Zhang Mingyuan from time to time to get closer. Soon he saw a tall and strong man with a beard on his chin, strode in a brocade clothes.

"I don't know that Brother Zhang came here. It was late in a hurry. It was already dark and the servants in the mansion had also fallen asleep. I hope Brother Zhang will not blame him for any inconvenient reception."

Before the man entered the door, he shouted loudly, and entered the house while talking. He looked at Li Ding who was not standing beside him and a group of fierce men behind him, and only bowed to Zhang Mingyuan sitting in front of him.

"Where, where, the night visit is suddenly, and I'm very happy that Brother Zhao can come."

Zhang Mingyuan smiled and shook his head, and responded politely.

"Please sit, please sit. I wonder why Brother Zhang brought this friend to Zhao, why?"

Blacksmith Zhao raised his hand and finally looked at Li Ding who was standing beside him.

"It's inconvenient to visit at night. Since Brother Zhao asked, I'll just say it. I know that your skills in building weapons are awesome. My friend wants to buy a batch of weapons. I can't believe it elsewhere. I want to bother Brother Zhao."

Zhang Mingyuan bowed with a smile, and Li Ding smiled at the right time. He knew that it was normal for such people who were capable, famous and had some connections to be somewhat energetic, so he did not take the other person's attitude when he entered the door just now.

"Oh, please don't worry? Does this brother want something made of refined iron?"

Blacksmith Zhao raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to Li Ding.

"That's right, since you come to Mr. Zhao, you naturally need the best. Otherwise, you can just go to the blacksmith shop outside to buy some, so why do you need to visit it at night?"

Li Ding smiled. Although he didn't know how powerful the weapons made by Bailian Jing Iron were, they would definitely not be bad.

Only such good things are what their Black Wind Sect needs now.

"Well, I don't know when I want it?"

"In a month."

“How much do you want?”

"At least one hundred and thirty long swords."

"so much?"

"It's worth it."

"It's going to be within a month, so urgent?"

“It’s very urgent.”

Li Ding glanced at Zhang Mingyuan and nodded with certainty.

Zhang Mingyuan had an explanation to him before. With the number of craftsmen and craftsmanship of the Zhao family, it is not difficult to take out these weapons within a month. One hundred and thirty long swords with satin fine iron swords are extremely obvious for Heifeng Village to improve combat effectiveness.

After a month, the weapons were obtained, and they still had time to choose their own sword techniques and practice them skillfully.

When Zhao Blacksmith heard this, he looked at the man behind Li Ding, then looked at Li Ding again, hesitated for a few seconds, sighed, and sat down on the chair.

"Brother Zhang, you wanted to use me to recommend experts from the Huashan Sect to prevent the disaster. I was refusing because of some concerns. Today, I came, but I didn't expect that I found another difficult thing for me."
Chapter completed!