Chapter 972: Xiangjian Master Wind Beard

"I don't believe it. ”

Before Yang Dong's words fell, the moon god immediately felt that a strange force was infiltrating the dragon qi released by him, and he was immediately shocked, not because of the strength of Yang Dong's release of this power, but because of Yang Dong's speed and the way he sent out his power.

With such a fast force in the air, even if it was himself, he couldn't stop Yang Dong from activating the sealing jade slip, and the moon god's face became very ugly.

"Lord Moon God still plans to kill me?" Yang Dong asked, since the last time he was at the bottom of Xuanwu Lake, he used his divine sense to control the mechanism Xuanwu, and based on his divine sense, the speed of transferring the power of the Phaseless Divine Skill had already exceeded the level of Yang Dong's own cultivation, no matter how fast the Moon God was, how could it be faster than the Divine Sense.

The moon god smiled: "If my guess is correct, you should go to the Alchemy Forest, right? ”

After the moon god finished speaking, he took a few maids behind him and passed by Yang Dong, as if Yang Dong was just an unrelated passerby, or maybe the moon god knew that once Yang Dong went to the alchemy forest, he would have nothing to do with the whole world.

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The southeast entrance of the Alchemy Forest is located more than a hundred miles northwest of Xianyang City, and more than ten miles outside the Alchemy Forest, there is a small town, Yang Dong plans to buy something to eat, so he enters the forest.

"How much?"

Yang Dong bought two bags of salt, peppercorn powder, chili powder (the Qin Dynasty didn't have these, but Qin Shi Mingyue had these) and other spices, plus some steamed buns and bacon or something.

Next to the small shop where Yang Dong was shopping, there was an ironsmithing shop, where a sturdy middle-aged man and a young man in his teens were striking irons shirtless.

"Master, why is this piece of iron so hard? ”

The young man was beating a strange-shaped piece of iron, and the iron was burned red, but the young man smashed more than a dozen hammers, and the iron did not deform in any way, so he couldn't help but ask the middle-aged man with a sad face.

His words attracted Yang Dong's attention, Yang Dong's divine sense swept over, feeling that the piece of iron was indeed not ordinary, and at this time, he suddenly felt another gaze shooting over, Yang Dong looked back, only to see an old man passing by, staring at the iron in front of the young man, his eyes shining.

"Fool, the harder the iron, the better, and the sharper and more durable the kitchen knife and sickle that you beat, you know?" the middle-aged man taught the young man while beating his own iron.

"But no matter how good the iron is, what's the use of not being able to beat it?" said the young man discouraged.

"Can't you move? Joke, I've debuted for so many years, what iron can't be beaten? Look at me. ”

The middle-aged man put down his work, walked over and picked up the young man's hammer, the tongs clamped the iron, and the hammer struck down hard, but the iron did not change, not even the conical parts that protruded like needles.

"Hey, it's hard, but it's hard for me, stone, to make the fire the most. ”

The middle-aged man shouted to the man pulling the bellows, and then said to the young man: "You go to the backyard to get a bucket of well water." ”

The young man went to fetch a bucket of well water, which was obviously the water of a deep well, Yang Dong could feel that the water was cold to the bones without his divine sense, and the stones also blew the fire extremely strongly, and the heat was all on Yang Dong.

Everything was ready, the middle-aged man spit out two mouthfuls of saliva into the palm of his hand, rubbed his palm, lifted the sledgehammer and said loudly: "Water." ”

The young man hurriedly took up half of the basin and poured the well water on the iron, the iron made a clanging sound, the middle-aged man slammed down with a hammer, and the bulge on the surface of the iron was slightly more typical, and the young man looked at it in amazement, and admired the middle-aged man so much that he threw himself to the ground.

But when Yang Dong saw the old man, he had a disappointed look on his face.

The middle-aged man concocted the same method, while burning the iron piece red, while asking the young man to pour water, smashed dozens of hammers, half of the roughness of the iron was smoothed, and the outline of a firewood knife slowly appeared.

"Let's learn something, this chai knife will be our whole town...... No, it's the sharpest firewood knife in the entire level, and I will never sell it without a gold tael or two. ”

One or two gold, this is a sky-high price, the middle-aged man enjoyed the envious and reverent gaze of the young man and the people around him, and was very proud, and was talking happily, when suddenly a discordant voice came.

"The pearl is secretly cast, and the heavenly things are violent. "It's the old man.

The middle-aged man looked up at the old man, the old man had white hair, was wearing a white robe, and was wearing a fairy wind bone, and the middle-aged man was puzzled: "Old man, are you talking about me?"

"I'm talking about the piece of iron. The old man said.

The middle-aged man suddenly became dissatisfied: "Speaking of which, you still have doubts about my iron-striking skills, right?

"If I guess correctly, the origin of this piece of iron is definitely not iron ore, right?"

"Nonsense, can iron ore produce such good iron? Tell you, this is the mountain and river flooded yesterday, I picked it up in the river outside the alchemy forest, there are many treasures in the alchemy forest, this must be one thing." "Middle-aged people are self-satisfied.

The old man smiled slightly, touched his beard and said: "This is indeed a treasure, but you shouldn't temper it alternately with hot and cold water, although it is easier to polish, but it also loses its own attributes, it was originally an indestructible sword, but you made it into a dull wood knife, what is this not a tyrannical thing?"

"An indestructible sword?" The middle-aged man thought for a moment, and immediately said to the old man: "It seems that you like this treasure very much, then I will sell it to you, one or two...... No, since it's a treasure, two taels of gold, I'll give it to you. ”

The old man shook his head, "I don't buy it." ”

"Didn't you say that this is a treasure? and said that I am a tyrannical thing, in that case, I don't lose money by spending two taels of gold, right?"

The old man took out his money bag and said, "I have a total of more than two hundred dollars here." ”

"Old man, are you fooling me?"

Originally, the old man looked down on his iron-striking skills, and he was already very unhappy, but now the old man accused him, saying that this piece of iron was a treasure, and he refused to buy it, and the middle-aged man was immediately angry.

The middle-aged man threw the hammer on the ground and walked over to the old man, seeing that the posture was about to do something to the old man, and the old man was forced to retreat one after another by the middle-aged man.

"Forget it, I'll buy it. Yang Dong suddenly said loudly.

"You buy it?" The middle-aged man looked Yang Dong up and down with empty eyes: "Two taels of gold, do you have it?"

"Is this enough?" Yang Dong took out a gold leaf and handed it to the middle-aged man, who was immediately overjoyed, and took the gold leaf and said repeatedly: "Rich, rich, this is rich." "Seeing the envy of the people around him, if he didn't know that the Alchemy Forest was extremely dangerous, and there was no return, he would have planned to go to the Alchemy Forest to hunt for treasures together.

"Thank you, little brother, for breaking the siege. (To be continued.) )