Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

"Wonderful! Your Highness has a wonderful brushstroke, and the painting is so lifelike. Wonderful, wonderful!" Jing Xin Mo bent down, clapped his two little hands, and praised.

"Go away, why are you trying to kill me?" Li Xingyun cursed with a smile.

"Put away the drawings, and let's go find Ou Yezi." Li Xingyun walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Yes." Mirror Heart Demon hurriedly followed, ran to the door and drove a carriage.

"Your Highness, wait for me. Wherever you are going, I will go too." When Old Feng heard the noise, he immediately appeared beside the carriage and asked with a smile.

"Why are you going to ask Ou Yezi to make some things?" Li Xingyun asked.

"Hehe, I will protect the prince." Old Feng chuckled twice, then jumped onto the carriage and sat next to Jing Xinmo.

"Xiao Wangzai, let's go!" Old Feng smiled and patted Jing Xinmo beside him.

"Hehe." Li Xingyun smiled and shook his head without saying anything more. Old Feng had changed a lot, from the immortal and drunken swordsman to a little old man who liked to visit brothels. No one knew whether it was good or bad!

As the carriage sped along, Li Xingyun looked out the window, his thoughts drifting away, and the scenes that had happened during this period appeared before his eyes.

The position above millions of people seemed very close to him! But this didn't seem to be what he wanted most. If he wanted to be himself, he had to not be controlled by others, and he had to control the world!

"Your Highness, we're here." The voice of Mirror Heart Demon came from outside the carriage.

"Okay." Li Xingyun stood up and got off the carriage.

The place where Ou Yezi lived was not luxurious, even a bit shabby. It was surrounded by a low fence and a few small houses inside. The sound of clanging iron could be heard from them.

Li Xingyun walked straight into the yard and headed towards the direction of the iron hammering sound.

It's not that he didn't have the manners to knock on the door, but there was no door in Ou Yezi's house at all! Even if he wanted to knock, there was nothing to knock on.

"Ou Yezi--" Li Xingyun came to the source of the blacksmithing sound and shouted.

No one responded. After a moment, the small door slowly opened with a creak.

"Your Highness? Why are you here?" It was Yunxuzi who opened the door.

"You little Taoist priest ran away without saying a word. I came here to see you and ask Ou Yezi to make some things for me." Li Xingyun smiled, pushed away Yun Xuzi who was blocking the door, and strode in.

As soon as he entered the room, a wave of heat hit him like a tide, burning Li Xingyun so much that he felt a little painful.

There were three other people in the room besides Yunxuzi.

A strong middle-aged man with bare upper body was standing by the furnace forging iron. This man should be the sword-making master Ou Yezi.

There were two people sitting on a few chairs opposite the stove. Both of them were strong men, wearing animal skin clothes. It was obvious that they were not from Shenwu City.

The most amazing thing is that the two of them were wearing a lot of clothes but there was not a drop of sweat on them, as if they were not by the fire, but in a world of ice and snow.

Li Xingyun couldn't help but take a few more glances. Seeing that Ou Yezi was concentrating on making weapons, Li Xingyun was not in a hurry. He walked over to the two strong men, sat down on the chair, and waited.

The two burly men first glanced at Li Xingyun, then looked at Old Feng solemnly, then withdrew their gaze, with no intention of paying any attention to them.

"What is Ou Yezi making? It doesn't look like a sword." Li Xingyun looked at Yun Xuzi and asked.

"These are the weapons those two wanted. Grandmaster Ou Yezi is not only good at forging swords, but he is also good at forging other weapons." Yunxuzi felt a little helpless when he saw Li Xingyun being so familiar, and explained with a wry smile.

"Well, okay, then I'll wait a while. First come, first served." Li Xingyun was not in a hurry and watched Ou Yezi forging iron quietly.

Ou Yezi's method of blacksmithing is very special and mysterious. Although Li Xingyun cannot see the magic, he may feel that every time Ou Yezi's hammer falls, it will trigger the surrounding true energy, forming a wave that radiates out.

After waiting for an hour or two, Li Xingyun became a little drowsy, and Ou Yezi finally stopped forging iron.

"You two, what you want has been made." Ou Yezi's voice was rough and bold, quite in line with his identity as a swordsmith.

"Okay, thank you, Master." One of the strong men stepped forward and put away the dozens of weapons he had made, while the other strong man took out a purse and handed it to Ou Yezi.

"Master, please keep your wages."

Ou Yezi opened the purse and took a look, then nodded after confirming that everything was correct.

"You two walk slowly."

A bold idea emerged in Li Xingyun's mind.

There is spiritual jade in the bag!

As a top sword-making master, Ou Yezi's salary must be high, but such a small purse can't hold much.

Even if it is gold, it will not exceed twenty taels. This price is definitely unrealistic!

Apart from Lingyu, Li Xingyun couldn't think of any other possibility!

Watching the two people leave, Li Xingyun secretly thought in his heart that these two people were obviously not simple, and their purpose of coming to Shenwu City was definitely not ordinary.

"Master Ou Yezi, here are the blueprints, please take a look." Yun Xuzi's voice interrupted Li Xingyun's thoughts.

"Yunxuzi, wait a minute." Without waiting for Yunxuzi to step forward, Li Xingyun pulled him back and gave Jingxinmo a look at the same time.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Yunxuzi looked at Li Xingyun in confusion, his head full of question marks.

What's the matter? You didn't say it for an hour or two just now, but now you say it.

"Master, this is something my prince wants you to make." Jing Xinmo hurried forward and handed the blueprint drawn by Li Xingyun to Ou Yezi.

Ou Yezi didn't care who came first or who came later, he took the drawings and started studying them.

"Hey, Your Highness... I was here first!" Yunxuzi suddenly became anxious. He had been waiting for several days, and Li Xingyun wanted to cut in line as soon as he arrived. How could he not be anxious!

"Hey, little Taoist priest, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious first." Li Xingyun pressed Yunxuzi on the chair and said with a smile.

God knows I’m anxious, but please don’t be anxious first?

Thousands of question marks appeared in Yunxuzi's mind!

"What I want is very simple and can be made quickly. Just wait a few more days, a few more days." Li Xingyun was an impatient person. He had already imagined how handsome he would look wearing the Tian'anxing light armor, so naturally he didn't want to wait even a minute longer.

If Ou Yezi had not almost finished building up the two strong men, he would have pushed them to the back.

"Poor monk, I...Okay, Your Highness, please go first." Yunxuzi was still a little unconvinced and wanted to struggle a bit, but Old Feng beside him had already pressed one hand on his shoulder.

Helplessly, he had to follow his heart and give way to Li Xingyun.