Japan's Edo period was a country of samurai. She had stayed in Japan for a while and met several elderly people. Although those old people could no longer hold swords, they were real samurai.

Their bushido and samurai soul shocked her.

It is also their spirit of never giving up the bushido and soul even if they die, which prevents Egret from giving up halfway on the road of becoming a king.

Qiuyue Qingkong glanced at the egret indifferently, and suddenly laughed: "Yes, you are worthy of being the woman who can drink my wine. Woman... From now on, you will be mine."

"Are you kidding? You want me to marry you, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years? What are you daydreaming about?" Egret said lightly.

The crowd burst into laughter, the autumn moon and the blue sky were silent, and a cunning light flashed through the narrowed peach blossom eyes.

"It's been so long, it's time for me to leave." Egret said calmly.

"Egret..." Han Ningning frowned, a trace of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

Uncle Liu took a few steps forward. He pursed his lips and glanced at Egret, and then said: "Egret, may I ask which sect your weapon refining belongs to? Is it emotional or not?"

The egret raised its eyebrows, and ripples appeared in its calm eyes, "It must be emotional."

Before this, she might have said that she had no emotions, because except for the peach blossom hairpin, all the weapons she had refined before had no emotions and were purely weapons for fighting.

But after refining the Peach Blossom Hairpin, she realized that the weapon she refined contained a lot of everything except feelings...

"In that case."

Uncle Liu and everyone looked at each other and smiled together, and then more than half of the people knelt down in front of the egret.

The egret was stunned and said quickly: "What are you doing? I can't bear this kind of gift."

"Yes, Uncle Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Han Ningning frowned and looked at the group of old men and women who suddenly knelt down towards the egret!

Uncle Liu knelt on the ground. He raised his head and stared at the egret with his turbid eyes. After a while, he said: "For so many years, the world has said that the weapon refiner has become extinct. In fact, it is not. As long as someone has become a weapon refiner,

Your talent will be taken away by the emotionless faction."

Qiuyue Qingkong turned her head sideways and squinted her eyes as she watched the egret take a few steps forward. Then she continued what Uncle Liu said, "So the world thinks that the weapon refiners are extinct, and it is difficult for us to find talented weapon refiners. Of course.

, if we want to go out to search, maybe the elders of the emotionless faction will send people to kill us just after leaving Xuxiang Town..."

Bailu narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that there were so many secrets in the weapon-refining clan.

It turns out that a battle a thousand years ago was an internal strife between the weapon-refining clan.

"So, egret..."

Qiuyue Qingkong patted the black kimono on his body and suddenly knelt in front of Bailu, "Since you know our country of warriors, you should also know the existence of warrior souls. Since I knelt down, it shows our sincerity.

"

"Since you are a sentimental weapon refiner, I invite you to participate in the weapon refinement competition in Wuxiang Village in the Panlong Space. However..." Qiuyue Qingkong pursed her lips, "If those group of weapon refiners know your existence

, I’m afraid I will kill you before participating in the competition.”
Chapter completed!