Chapter 135: Song Hetong's test

"Master Guiyue, the big disciple of the Wuyalou Building in the younger generation, ask Master Song to refine a whip-like spirit treasure for the school. This is an orange-grade jade with two deposits. Once the refining is successful, this school will have two more. The yellow jade is offered."
Song Hetong smiled and nodded, and greeted the disciples behind him, "Accept it, keep it in the record, and refine it when you have time!"
"I thought how noble is this master craftsman who helped the villagers get rid of poverty and get rich? It turned out to be a greedy guy." Xiao Kong murmured a snake head out.
"I think he is quite good, and his temper is to my appetite." Tang Aora looked at Song Hetong interestingly.
"Yes, you are also weird, and that old man's appetite for you is not weird."
"Shut up! Say one more thing, and dinner will reduce your amount." Tang Ao trained Xiao Kong, and Xiao Kong suddenly stunned his head, obediently and stopped talking in Tang Ao's arms.
With the lessons learned from the little son of the Mo family and the Wuya Lou master Guiyue, the people who asked Song Hetong for refining tools were polite, and the deposits were much richer, and some even produced ten square yellow jade stones. The generosity is staggering.
"It's your turn, little brother, what's your request, and how many cobblestone deposits have you brought?" A disciple of the aristocratic family glanced at Tang Ao with contempt and asked.
"Should you be poor and have no money!"
"Go back as soon as possible! If you don't have any money, you dare to ask Master Song Hetong to help you refine the tools, don't dream."
Tang Ao turned a deaf ear, ignoring the gang of dude disciples, and respectfully gave Song Hetong a punch, "Junior disciple of the Seven Kills, Tang Ao, please make a bow for the senior."
Song Hetong smiled and stroked his beard, "You are Tang Ao! Fuyang told me that you lack a big bow to control your life and soul. Then, what about your reward?"
"No reward for juniors!"
"There is no remuneration. The old man builds a magic weapon for you for no reason. Do you want to empty the glove white wolf?"
Everyone suddenly laughed loudly, "There is not even a reward! Look at how poor he is!"
"I also said that I was an inner disciple of the Seven Kills Sect, which is really a shame to the Sect.
"Laughing hard at me! I laughed so much that my stomach hurts!"
Tang Ao's expression changed suddenly. He looked around at the aristocratic family and disciples of the cultivation sect, and said with a sense of righteousness, "Huh! I thought that cultivation people are far from the dust, but they are also a group of snobbery and money snobs."
"Since the Seven Kills, the juniors have been self-cultivating, thin fame and fortune, and treat money like dung. Since you want to see, please open your eyes and take a good look at my inner disciples of the Seven Kills."
As he said, with a wave of his big sleeve, one by one big boxes fell on the floor of the chamber, a total of more than a dozen boxes, opened it, everyone was silent for a moment.
A piece of yellow jade was neatly stacked in the box, and the jade exuded a faint brilliance, which was several levels higher than those of the martial family who made the deposit. These were all Tang Ao after cleaning up the people who chased him, and among them were the elder-level figures, who had captured them with him, and it could be said that he took as much as he wanted.
"You guys are still satisfied? Master Song, as long as you make a divine bow for the younger generation, these jade stones will be used as rewards. What do you think?" Tang Ao broke out and silenced everyone, making Tang Ao speak harder.
"Okay! The little brother is really extraordinary, I can help you refine your big bow." Halfway through the conversation, Song Hetong stopped again, looking at Tang Ao, as if to indicate something.
Tang Ao understood it at a glance, and then clasped his fist. "If Master Song can help the younger generation to refine this divine bow, as long as the older generation asks for it, the younger generation will definitely go through the waters and fire."
Song Hetong nodded slightly in praise, "You come with the old man. Boss, you will take care of the rest. We will take care of these tasks."
"Hey! That's great!" The man took the order, led his disciples to count the deposit and write down the ranks.
Tang Ao followed Song Hetong cautiously, for fear that the old man would fall and pit him if he didn't pay attention.
"Hahaha! There is no need to be so restrained, the old man's body is still strong!" Song Hetong took Tang Ao into his wing, and immediately took out an ancient painting and a letter, "I would like to ask you for a favor. If it succeeds, the old man will help you build a masterpiece."
Peerless bow! Tang Ao was a little excited, and then he restrained it a little bit, clasping his fist, "Master Song said when he has something to do, if he is within the abilities of the younger generation, the younger generation is obliged to go through fire and water."
"Haha! The little brother is really happy, and the old man is happy too. That's right, the old man has a granddaughter named Bai Lianxin, who lives in Qingping Town. I want you to go to her and take care of her by her side. It's a month. This calligraphy and painting and this letter are proofs, you can just show it to her then." Song Hetong confessed.
"You have to be careful here. Although the old man has been ignoring family affairs for a long time, the grievances between the Bai family and the Huang family have been for generations. The old man was involved in the process before getting out, so you have to be careful." After speaking, the words also revealed a hint of helplessness.
"Junior understand! If there is nothing else, the junior will go first. As for the refining of the big bow..." Tang Ao talked about the conditions, and stopped talking.
"Don't worry! I have a dragon rib here, coupled with high-quality forging materials. It is not a problem to reproduce the ancient sun-shooting bow. When you successfully complete the task, I will build it for you when you come back." Song Hetong is very confident To say.
"Thank you, Master Song!"
At the moment, Tang Ao arranged the parcels and dry food, and followed Song Hetong's instructions to Qingping Town in the northwest of Yuqiu Village.
Tang Ao hurried along the way, with clear guidance, and Tang Ao quickly found the location of Qingping Town.
"Qingping Town is ahead! I've been on the road for most of the day!" Xiao Kong couldn't help complaining.
"Good things are difficult! I feel that he will help me refine a different longbow." Tang Ao looked forward to his eyes and suddenly became alert again, "Wait, I heard the sound of fighting. Go and take a look."
Sure enough, at a stream more than ten miles outside Qingping Town, five or six hundred martial artists, one white and one yellow team, were fighting. There were waves of infuriating energy, waves of air that exploded from time to time, and all kinds of life souls flying around.
Among them, two middle-aged men dressed in yellow and white uniforms fought extremely fiercely. At first glance, they knew that they were the leaders of the two teams.
"The Huang Family and the Bai Family, the enemy of life and death. Let's go and ask clearly, help the Bai Family, so that you can get in the distance." Tang Ao thought for a while, speeding up and rushing into the battle group.
He grabbed a man in yellow clothes and asked, "Which side are you on? I'm here to help the Huang family." Tang Ao asked tentatively.