Chapter Twenty-Three: The Hammer of the Forging God

Silence, endless darkness, Lin Yifan is like walking in a tunnel with no end and no direction.

"Gollum, Gollum. There was a strange sound in front of him, Lin Yifan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, tempting resentful spirits to devour his soul, the horror movies in his previous life didn't die like this, Lin Yifan thought secretly, and his heart became more and more nervous.

The resentful spirit didn't come out, Lin Yifan had to continue walking, stepping on the muddy ground, making a strange sound, and the grunting sound became obvious, as if it sounded in his ears, and a cold wind blew on Lin Yifan.

"There should be something ahead. Lin Yifan secretly guessed, but unfortunately his perception was less than five meters.

Stepping on the grunt, Lin Yifan finally saw something, pretending not to see it, and he continued to move forward.

The perception gradually became clear, a humanoid luminous figure was facing himself sideways, squatting in the mud and digging something with his hands seriously, one by one blisters emerged from under his hands, and then exploded on the surface of the water, like a living person buried in the swamp, spitting bubbles in the water, extremely weird, on his right hand was a hammer handle more than a meter long, and most of the hideous hammer head was buried in the swamp.

"Keep walking!" Ling Yunzi didn't let Lin Yifan stop.

Lin Yifan still had to move forward, his left foot had already stepped on the hand of the resentful spirit, and a bubble that emerged from the bottom of the water hit the edge of Lin Yifan's shoe, exploded, and the resentful spirit suddenly raised his head, Lin Yifan was frightened and slammed Immediately after Lin Yifan saw a face without facial features in front of him, and the resentful spirit rushed directly into Lin Yifan's mind with endless resentment, and pounced on the soul floating in the sea of spirit.

"Ah!" Lin Yifan knelt directly on the ground, Rao was prepared in his heart or was he killed in pain.

"Hurry up!"

Hearing Ling Yunzi's voice, Lin Yifan no longer hesitated, and controlled his soul power to pour into the resentful spirit's body.

"Thorn!!" A violent sound of glass cutting echoed in the darkness, and the resentful spirit exploded with a scream, and countless negative emotions were scattered in various places in Lin Yifan's spiritual sea, Lin Yifan seemed to have collapsed, and exhaled a mouthful of turbidity.

"Yifan, are you okay?" Ling Yunzi saw that Lin Yifan had solved the resentful spirit and flew out of the necklace, he wanted to help Lin Yifan check his soul, but he was afraid that Lin Yifan would misunderstand, so he didn't dare to say it again.

"It's okay!" Lin Yifan shook his head and struggled to get up.

"Master, artifacts have spirits, how can I take away the Hammer of the Forging God?"

"The machine spirit is dead, you can rest assured. Ling Yunzi waved his hand and walked towards the position of the Forging God Hammer, "Take it out!"

Lin Yifan walked as he said, holding the handle of the hammer in his right hand, his heart stirred, after all, there are only a few artifacts on the mainland, and now there is one lying in front of him, although it is a little ugly. After calming down, Lin Yifan tried to lift the Forging God Hammer with his right hand.

The forging god hammer did not move at all, and Ling Yunzi next to him smiled, "Yifan, don't make trouble, this is an artifact." ”

Lin Yifan's little face was flushed, embarrassed by capitalization, changed one hand to two hands, sank into the dantian, bent over and knees, and exerted force with both hands.

"Hey!y!!!" The Forging God Hammer still didn't move, Ren Lin Yifan tried all kinds of means to forge the God Hammer but was unmoved, he couldn't believe it, looking at such an ordinary hammer would be so heavy, you must know that you have seven hundred catties of strength.

In distress, Lin Yifan's eyes lit up, and he quickly untied the storage bag on his waist, and when he opened the bag, he wanted to put the hammer in it.

"Hahahaha!" Ling Yunzi next to him couldn't hold back any longer, looking at Lin Yifan stupidly waving the storage bag, stretching out his hand and laughing.

"Master, you did it on purpose, right? This hammer can't be moved, and it can't be loaded in a storage bag, so we're not tossing in vain. Lin Yifan squatted down depressedly and looked helplessly at the laughing master next to him.

"You're trying to use a storage bag to store an artifact. Ling Yunzi was still laughing.

"Master, that's enough, it's almost enough!"

"Okay, I'm not smiling," nodded, Ling Yunzi finally stopped laughing, and then asked seriously, "How did you feel when you held it just now?"

"It feels very ordinary, and it's a little ugly, it seems that there is nothing except for the weight, this is really an artifact?" Lin Yifan thought about it seriously and looked at his master with suspicion.

"This is indeed an artifact from the Eternal Period, but it is an artifact that has been damaged. ”

"Damaged artifact?" Lin Yifan thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, in the great battle eons ago, the ten major artifacts were all damaged to varying degrees. ”

"This forging hammer is naturally no exception, the spirit is dead, the grade has plummeted, and it should only look like a mortal rank. Ling Yunzi carefully looked at the Forging God Hammer.

"Fanjie, then what am I doing with it!" Lin Yifan couldn't help but be frustrated.

"Hehe, don't underestimate it, although its grade has plummeted, and now it is only mortal rank, but it can still be restored to the artifact level, and with its recovery, the artifact characteristics will gradually be revealed. ”

"Artifact characteristics?" Lin Yifan was slightly curious.

"Each artifact has its own unique characteristics, the characteristics of the forging hammer is heavy, it is said that the hammer weighs one billion catties in ancient times, and it can crush a star. Ling Yunzi looked longing, he naturally had never seen a good artifact, so he could only guess the approximate weight.

"Hey, a billion catties!" Lin Yifan's heart was hot, imagining the scene where he was holding a billion-pound sledgehammer to hammer through the universe, "I can't make it so heavy!" Lin Yifan was anxious, but he couldn't hold the artifact he gave away for nothing.

"Haha, don't worry, I'll pass you a trick. Ling Yunzi laughed and pointed out, straight between Lin Yifan's eyebrows. Lin Yifan suddenly felt a memory come into his mind.

"This is the Imperial Soul Technique, your soul power use skills are too rough, this Imperial Soul will definitely allow you to better control your soul power, sink into the sea of spirits, and have a good understanding. ”

After hearing this, Lin Yifan hurriedly sat cross-legged and felt carefully, and after a while, there were soul power fluctuations around Lin Yifan, and slowly water droplets floated from the ground, rotating around Lin Yifan, turning faster and faster, but there were never two water droplets colliding together.

Ling Yunzi stared at Lin Yifan tightly beside him, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, this son was really talented.

"How is it?" Seeing the water droplets falling from Lin Yifan's side and opening his eyes, Ling Yunzi hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"It's a good starter. With excitement in his eyes, Lin Yifan walked quickly to the Forging God Hammer with both hands clenched, exuding soul power to wrap the Forging God Hammer.

"Hey!!" With all his might, the Hammer of the Forging God finally broke through the quagmire and saw the light of day again. Only then did Lin Yifan see its full face, the rectangular shape of the hammer head gave people a sense of heaviness, and the hammer handle engraved with runes was tightly wound in the middle of the hammer head, nearly one and a half meters long, but there was no trace of muddy water, and the dust was not clean.

"What a hammer. Holding the handle of the hammer, Lin Yifan felt full of power, as if he could blast the stars with a hammer.

"In the future, you can practice with it on your back, and use more soul power to nourish it, which can speed up its recovery. Ling Yunzi smiled faintly.

"Master, do you remember when I told you that I was chased and killed to hide in the forbidden place?" Lin Yifan tied it behind him as he said, and then looked at his master.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Ling Yunzi replied nonchalantly.

"Just wait for your words, master!"

"You kid, let's go, find a way!" Ling Yunzi smiled and stretched out his finger to point at Lin Yifan, and then turned into smoke and returned to the necklace.

Two days passed, and Lin Yifan's use of the Imperial Soul Technique became more proficient.

Early that morning, a strange boy walked out of the forbidden place, and the boy stepped into the forest with a sledgehammer about the same height as him.

"It's finally out!" The young man was Lin Yifan, and he didn't stay long, Lin Yifan quickly hid and left.