Nie family.
Chen Nan looked at the beauty in his arms and said softly, "I heard your grandfather is skilled at repairing all sorts of damaged weapons?"
"Is it convenient for you to take me to meet him?"
"How did you know my grandfather was skilled at repairing damaged weapons?" Nie Yao's beautiful eyes revealed a trace of curiosity.
Chen Nan said, "I have a damaged divine artifact in my hand, but I don't know how to repair it, so I was thinking of asking the old man for advice."
He paused.
He added awkwardly, "Even if you didn't come back, I would have made a trip to Wushuang City."
"Of course, even if I don't repair that damaged divine artifact."
"I would have come to Wushuang City for you."
"It's just that these two matters happened to coincide, so don't overthink it."
Nie Yao said softly, "I believe you."
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After getting up and dressing.
Nie Yao, linking arms with Chen Nan, left home.
Because Nie Qingsong was addicted to gambling.
Old Master Nie had long since cut ties with him.
He lived alone in the old house.
Old Master Nie's real name was Nie Dazhuang.
He was originally an ordinary blacksmith.
But one day, he had a stroke of luck.
He obtained a handbook.
It recorded methods for repairing weapons.
Then he made a living by helping others repair weapons.
And thus became a cultivator.
However.
With the rise of the refining master profession.
He was gradually phased out. kanδん
Now he had returned to his old trade.
Making a living by forging farm tools for people.
He didn't earn much.
But it was peaceful.
Clang, clang!
Before they even entered the door.
A series of dull hammering sounds reached Chen Nan and Nie Yao's ears.
Entering the courtyard with the fence.
They saw an elder with silver hair and a vigorous spirit, working shirtless at the furnace, forging iron.
"You two sit first."
Old Master Nie saw his granddaughter and Chen Nan, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Dongjie Ermazi urgently needs hoes, I have to forge them for him."
"It'll be quick."
And so.
Chen Nan and Nie Yao sat under the tree in the courtyard.
While drinking tea, they watched Old Master Nie temper the hoe.
This was the method of weapon refinement Chen Nan had imagined.
When he was young, he had also seen people forging tools like this.
However.
As times developed.
Many things from memory had changed.
This was fully reflected in the art of weapon refining.
Modern weapon refining techniques were more efficient, and the quality of the refined items was very high.
But.
Old Master Nie's most primitive forging method gave people a pleasing aesthetic feeling.
Especially every time he raised the hammer in his hand and brought it down.
It was as if he was striking a spatial node.
The crisp and melodious hammering sound was captivating.
After waiting for about half an hour.
Old Master Nie also finished his work.
A dark and hard hoe was born.
To Chen Nan's surprise.
That hoe surprisingly possessed the quality of a mid-grade spiritual artifact.
Seeing his grandfather walk over, wiping sweat from his neck with a towel, Nie Yao got up and said, "Grandpa, let me introduce you..."
Before she could finish, Old Master Nie interrupted her, "No need for introductions, I know who he is."
Nie Yao was greatly surprised. "You know who he is?"
Chen Nan also looked surprised.
Old Master Nie smiled kindly. "I feel the aura of a divine artifact on him. If I'm not mistaken, this fellow should be the renowned Three Grandmasters of recent times, right?"
"Junior Chen Nan pays his respects to the elder." Chen Nan bowed to Old Master Nie, shocked that the elder could sense the aura of a divine artifact on him.
"Young and famous throughout the world, yet remaining humble and not arrogant, you are indeed a good young man." Old Master Nie praised with a smile.
This made Chen Nan feel that Yan Di and Dai Yuan had lied to him.
Is this what you call temperamental?
Without further thought, Chen Nan got straight to the point. "I heard that you have the method to repair weapons, and I have come to seek your guidance."
Old Master Nie was taken aback and sneered, "Is that necessary?"
"Aren't you refining masters the most skilled at refining?"
"Damaged weapons can be discarded and re-forged."
"Why go through so much trouble?"
It was clear.
He held a deep resentment towards refining masters.
Chen Nan said, "Junior does not agree with this statement."
"What makes you say that?" Old Master Nie picked up the teapot and took a sip of water, his gaze fixed on Chen Nan.
Chen Nan expressed his view. "Junior's humble opinion, in my view, there is no difference between a weapon and a person."
"They both have souls."
"We cannot abandon a person just because they are injured or sick."
"Every encounter with a person is the greatest fate."
"We should cherish it."
"Even if we cannot achieve a perfect ending, we should do our best to have a happy conclusion."
"Do you truly think so?" Old Master Nie's eyes showed a fervent gaze.
Chen Nan: "Of course."
Old Master Nie clearly did not believe Chen Nan. "In my life, I have repaired seven thousand three hundred and sixty-two weapons!"
"And forged sixty-nine thousand six hundred and eighty-seven farm tools."
"What about you?"
"Do you still remember how many weapons you have refined in this life?"
Chen Nan said, "I do."
"In this life, junior has refined three weapons."
Old Master Nie's scalp tingled. "What did you say?"
"You have only refined three weapons in your entire life?"
"Are you joking?"
"You only refined three weapons and managed to forge a divine artifact?"
Chen Nan was taken aback and said awkwardly, "It's not entirely accurate to say it that way."
Old Master Nie breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death! If you could forge a divine artifact after only refining three weapons, you would be too heaven-defying!"
"To be precise, it's three and a half, since that divine artifact was forged by the seven of us working together." Chen Nan was extremely embarrassed.
He knew that telling the truth might discourage others.
But...
He was an honest person.
Pfft!
The water in Old Master Nie's mouth sprayed out. He said angrily, "Do you think this old man will believe your nonsense?"
"Grandpa, Brother Chen is not lying."
Nie Yao spoke. "The first weapon he refined was a top-grade spiritual artifact, and the second was a mid-grade immortal artifact."
"The third time was when he forged the divine artifact during the duel with the Xue Kingdom experts in the imperial palace."
"Although it was forged by the seven of us working together, without him, that divine artifact would never have come into existence."
Old Master Nie was like dead wood.
He truly couldn't believe it.
A newcomer forging a divine artifact on his third attempt.
Taking a deep breath.
Old Master Nie tried his best to calm his emotions.
"You were right just now, both people and weapons have souls."
"When facing damaged weapons, we should have more patience."
"Just like treating a patient."
"We can ask a patient about their symptoms and where they feel discomfort."
"But weapons cannot speak, we need to communicate with them wholeheartedly."
He paused, and Old Master Nie suddenly said, "If I explain it this way, can you understand?"
Chen Nan chuckled. "My main profession is a doctor. Refining weapons, alchemy, and formations are all my side jobs."
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
And at this moment.
A sarcastic voice came from outside. "You surnamed Nie, the three-year period is up. Has that high-grade immortal artifact been repaired?"
"If it's not fixed."
"We'll have to chop off your head and take it back to use as a chamber pot."