flstandardbreds Chapter 365: No idle people in Biyou Village, refining weapons and self-cultivation 2
Chapter 365: No idle people in Biyou Village, refining weapons and self-cultivation 2
"So what if I can get anywhere? This is Biyou Village, it's my territory!"
Ma Xianhong's voice echoed in the bamboo building with unquestionable confidence.
He turned around, looked at the shivering men in black, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
He waved his hand gently, signaling the men in black to retreat.
"You guys go down and rest first, and adjust your condition."
"Yes, village chief."
The men in black felt relieved, bowed and retreated quickly, leaving the bamboo building in a hurry.
Ma Xianhong sat back on the mat, picked up the tools on the table, and continued to fiddle with those strange parts.
His fingers nimbly moved between the parts, as if he was weaving a fine work of art.
His eyes were focused and calm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial episode that could not affect him at all.
As the night deepened, Biyou Village was still brightly lit.
In the village, bursts of laughter and joy could be heard from time to time.
That is the sound of villagers gathering together to chat and play after a busy day.
Ma Xianhong pushed open the window of the bamboo building, and a fresh air blew in his face, mixed with the faint fragrance of soil and plants.
He took a deep breath, feeling the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Village Chief, you haven't rested yet?"
A crisp voice came from behind, interrupting Ma Xianhong's thoughts.
He turned around and saw a little girl with pigtails and coarse clothes.
She was standing at the door, holding a bowl of steaming soup.
"It's Xiao Cui." Ma Xianhong said with a smile.
"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I'll bring you a bowl of soup." Xiao Cui said with a smile.
"This is what my mother made especially for you. She said you've been working too hard lately and need to be well nourished."
She placed the bowl of soup on the table, her eyes full of concern and admiration.
"Village chief, you work so hard every day for us. You must take care of your health."
Ma Xianhong looked at Xiao Cui and felt a warm feeling in his heart.
He smiled and said, "Thank you, Xiao Cui, and thank you mom."
"Village chief, please drink it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold." Xiao Cui urged.
Ma Xianhong nodded, picked up the bowl of soup and drank it slowly.
The soup tastes delicious, with a hint of medicinal flavor.
He knew that this was a decoction made by the villagers using herbs unique to the village, and that it had the effect of nourishing and maintaining health.
After drinking the soup, Ma Xianhong felt warm all over and his fatigue dissipated a lot.
"Village Chief, can I ask you a question?"
Xiao Cui suddenly asked, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
"What's the problem?" Ma Xianhong asked with a smile.
"Are you...are you really a god?"
Xiao Cui asked in a low voice, her eyes full of anticipation and awe.
Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Silly girl, how can I be a god?"
He smiled and said, "I'm just an ordinary weapon refiner."
"But...but you know so many powerful spells and can make so many magical instruments..."
Xiao Cui said this with a pout, obviously not believing Ma Xianhong's explanation.
"Those are not spells, they are the application of Qi." Ma Xianhong explained patiently.
"As for those magical instruments, I just made them using some special materials and methods."
"Qi? What is that?" Xiao Cui was even more confused.
Ma Xianhong thought for a moment and said:
"Qi is a kind of energy that exists in our body, just like... just like water, it can flow and change."
"We can control this energy through practice and make it play a variety of roles."
"like this……"
Ma Xianhong said this, stretched out his hand and waved it gently.
A ball of faint light condensed in his palm, like a miniature sun, emitting soft light.
"Wow!" Xiao Cui exclaimed, her eyes wide open, full of surprise and envy.
"Village chief, you are so awesome!" she said excitedly, "Can you teach me?"
Ma Xianhong smiled and shook his head.
"When you grow up, I will teach you," he said.
"Now, you should go back to bed."
"Oh……"
Xiao Cui responded with some disappointment, but still left the bamboo house obediently.
Ma Xianhong looked at Xiao Cui's departing back and a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He knew that in the hearts of the villagers, he was an omnipotent god.
Everything he did was to protect this village and these simple and kind villagers.
He hopes that the village can always maintain this tranquility and peace without being disturbed by the outside world.
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.
The villagers of Biyou Village got up early and started a new day's work.
The men carried hoes and walked to the fields to start plowing and sowing.
Women are busy at home, doing laundry, cooking and taking care of children.
The children were playing and having fun in the village, with laughter everywhere.
The whole village is full of vitality.
Ma Xianhong also got up early and walked out of the bamboo house.
Breathing the fresh air and feeling the vibrant atmosphere, I feel particularly relaxed.
"Good morning, village chief!"
"Hello, village chief!"
Along the way, the villagers he met greeted him warmly, their eyes full of respect and love.
Ma Xianhong also responded one by one, always with a gentle smile on his face.
He came to the square in the center of the village, where many villagers had already gathered.
They were gathered around a huge stove, in which there was a blazing fire, making a whooshing sound.
Next to the stove, there are various tools and materials.
There are hammers, tongs, anvils, and various metal ores.
This is the self-cultivation furnace of Biyou Village, and it is also the place that Ma Xianhong visits most often.
He walked in without hesitation.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
The cultivation furnace made a clear sound that echoed in the square, attracting more villagers to watch.
"The village chief is refining a new magic weapon again!"
"I wonder what treasure will be refined this time?"
"The magic weapons refined by the village chief are all good things that can protect the safety of our village."
The villagers were talking about it, their eyes full of expectation and admiration.
Ma Xianhong was fully focused on refining the weapon. His movements were skillful and precise, and every time, they were just right.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't care at all.
In his eyes, there was only the piece of iron that was gradually taking shape.
After careful craftsmanship, a new magical weapon was finally born.
It was a short blade with a peculiar shape. The blade was black and flashed with a faint cold light. The blade was extremely sharp, as if it could easily cut through the air.
"This is... the Qi Devouring Blade?"
An experienced old man exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief.
"It's really the Qi Devouring Blade!"
"The village chief has actually refined another Qi Devouring Blade!"
"Now our village will be safer!"
The villagers cheered and were very excited.
Ma Xianhong looked at the Qi-Devouring Blade in his hand, a satisfied smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
He knew that this Qi-Devouring Blade would become another powerful weapon to protect Biyou Village.
"Village Chief, you are so awesome!"
"With you here, we in Biyou Village have nothing to fear!"
The villagers gathered around and expressed their admiration and gratitude to Ma Xianhong.
Ma Xianhong smiled and said:
"This is all thanks to everyone. Without your support, I would not be able to refine these magic weapons."
"Village Chief, you are too modest!"
"You are the patron saint of our Biyou Village!"
The enthusiasm of the villagers made Ma Xianhong feel warm.
He knew that everything he did was worth it.
"Village Chief, look at this!"