The two brothers joked, Lingfeng went to look at "The General Theory of Ten Thousand Poisons" again, and Yuwen Jue carefully studied the drawings and prepared to build a secret weapon by himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun was shining in the early morning, Lingfeng sat in front of the door, the sun was shining on his body, warm, holding a book in his hand, the light was a little strong, and it was a little dazzling on the yellowed pages, but this did not affect Lingfeng's mood of reading, he looked at it very devotedly.

The more he saw the back, the more strange it became, although the poisons introduced earlier were scarce, many kinds of Lingfeng had heard of them, but in the back, he was simply unheard of, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

In particular, a kind of poison called the blood-drinking dove that only grows in the grassland, immediately attracted Lingfeng's attention, this strange poisonous weed, only grows in front of the carcass of horses, feeds on the flesh and blood of dead horses, and after it grows up, it can leave the place where it grew on its own, like a leech looking for livestock, sucking fresh blood.

The most peculiar thing is that this grass has a very special property, after it is mixed with other poisons or medicinal materials, it can become a good medicine for detoxification in the world, and it can also become a poison that seals the throat with blood, which is extremely rare.

And what Ling Feng is most interested in is not these, it can attach to the bones, suck out the bone marrow, and can also suck out any impurities in the bones, which can't help but remind Ling Feng that if he wants to refine the body for Feng Xiao, he needs the bones, Ling Tianjue said that there is a skeleton of an ancient demon dragon buried in the Valley of the Imperial Horse, and he must find a way to find it.

There is also a poisonous weed like a bird's name, which is like a blood dove, and he also has to get his hands on it.

Ling Feng was thinking about some things while reading a book, and he didn't notice that there would be loud noises in the inner room from time to time, Yuwen decided to learn from Ling Feng's appearance, urging the spiritual power to turn into flames, and wanted to melt the fine iron into molten iron, but his fire-playing skills were much worse than Ling Feng, not only did the fine iron not melt, but he almost injured his hand.

After experiencing several failures, Yuwen decided to sum up his experience, because he had never tried to turn spiritual power into flames, so he completely needed to explore the proportion control of spiritual power, and Qingfeng just watched him quietly from the sidelines, without giving him any hints.

In distress, Yuwen finally mastered the heat after trying several more times, and successfully melted the refined iron into molten iron and poured it into a small furnace.

Yu Wenju looked at the bubbling red molten iron, rubbed his hands, and was eager to try, and he felt a little excited at the thought that he was going to build his own weapon.

I couldn't wait, learning the way of the breeze, gathered the spiritual power on the index finger of my right hand, and reached into the molten iron with some trepidation, because of the isolation of spiritual power, Yuwen Jue only felt the slightest heat transmitted to his fingers, and his fingers were safe and sound.

Taking a deep breath, nervously controlling the density of spiritual power, he took advantage of the situation and lifted upward, and the molten iron drew a line over the small furnace, which was broken in a moment, turning into round fiery red steel balls and falling back into the small furnace.

Yuwen shook his head, he tried for the first time, but he didn't succeed, but he was not discouraged, and tried several times in succession, all of which failed.

"You can't do this, you have to concentrate your energy and increase the density of spiritual power, so that a traction force will be generated, and the speed must be fast, otherwise, it will be difficult for the molten iron to form." Qingfeng finally spoke.

Yuwen nodded decidedly, and increased the density of the spiritual power on his fingers as Qing Feng said, and he really felt that the fingers wrapped in dense spiritual power seemed to have a kind of suction.

When he put his finger into the small furnace again, a miracle happened, and Yu Wendu's finger attracted the molten iron like a magnet, forming a crimson line that was easily pulled over the small furnace.

Yuwen was so excited that he hurriedly ripped over the design of the catkins, and waved his fingers to draw it according to the appearance above.

However, the result was very dissatisfying, and the leaves he drew were not only missing a side, as if they had been gnawed by insects, but also very rough, not at all as smooth and flexible as those made by the breeze.

"Senior brother, is there any good way?" Yuwen Jue casually threw the ugly leaf on the table and smiled bitterly.

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "If you want to truly become a qualified blacksmith, you can't do it overnight, you need a lot of practice and continuous study before you can finally create a satisfying secret weapon." ”

Yuwen nodded and said, "It seems that you can only practice slowly." ”

"If you want to practice, when you return to Xianshan, practice casually, now we don't have much time, so leave it to me next." Qingfeng Dao, he made a flying move, quickly put the residue on the table and the sharp tools back into place, took the refined iron ore, and began to refine it seriously.

A day later, early in the morning.

Qingfeng looked at the three flower darts on the table, the nine celestial star explosions, and the ninety willow leaf catkins, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, before leaving, the hidden weapon they needed was completed, of course, and the poison prepared before, he divided the hidden weapon and the poison into three parts, and said: "These two parts are yours, in the three celestial star bursts, they are filled with the poisonous mist of the gods, the cold gunsmoke, the blood seals the throat, the flying darts have the magic scattered, the thunder brake, the poisonous miasma rain, and the willow leaf catkins I didn't apply the poison, it depends on your personal intentions, improvisation, I have already prepared the poison, you put it away." ”

The effect of the Divine Poison Mist naturally does not need to be explained, the cold gunpowder smoke will release a piece of smoke at the moment of the explosion of the starburst, which can be used to escape, and the blood seal throat is smeared on the star bomb, as long as there is a scratch of the target's skin, it will dissolve into the blood, and within a moment, the target will be coagulated to death by blood all over the body.

Misty Shen San is a drug, the thunder brake can stimulate the nerves, that is, the strong in the realm of the void, will also be delirious, hallucinations, regard their own people as enemies, the poisonous miasma rain is slightly different, people will not be poisoned immediately after death, and there is a special antidote, you can plant the target first, and then the target will obediently obey, the rest of the poison, are rare poisons in the world, several of them are created by the predecessors of the Awakening Hidden Division, and people who are not Awakening Hidden cannot solve it.

Ling Feng and Yu Wen Jue put away the hidden weapon and poison respectively.

"Let's go now?" Yuwen asked.

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "We still need to go somewhere." ”

Ling Feng and Yu Wen Jue didn't ask Qing Feng much where they were going to take them, packed up their things, eliminated everything that might reveal their identities, found the old man and gave him some money, walked through the slums, and arrived at the dirty commercial street.

The place they went to this time was a real blacksmith shop, the boss was five big and three thick, naked, with a sledgehammer in his hand, and was clanging the iron, and when he saw Lingfeng and the three of them coming, he accelerated the speed of swinging the hammer.

Seeing that the burnt piece of red fine iron was smashed flat by hammer, and the rudiments of a knife were revealed, the blacksmith put the hammer aside, took the large tongs, picked up the iron, and put it in the bucket on the side.

Sizzle, a puff of white smoke rose and a peculiar smell of fine iron wafted through the air.

After the fine iron was completely cooled, the blacksmith wiped a handful of sweat and said, "Qingfeng, I have already built what you want." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bag covered with iron dirt from under the table and placed it on the table.

Qingfeng patted the bag and said, "How much?" ”

"It's good to give fifty taels." Blacksmith Road.

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Master Wen, every time I come to you, you will give me a few more pieces, and this time is no exception, right?" And every time you have to charge less money, your business is not easy, I will give you an extra twenty taels today. ”

The blacksmith shook his head, waved his hand again, and said: "Although my business is small, I have met many heroes in the world, especially people like you, so what does it matter if I send you these broken steel and iron?" ”

Qingfeng took the silver and put it on the table, and said, "Master Wen, you are too polite, please accept it, and we will visit another day." ”

The blacksmith smiled, and did not leave them a breeze, and put away the silver casually, but the pair of bright eyes were staring at the three people in the distance, their eyes flickering, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Lingfeng, what can you see?" Go far, the breeze is the way.

"The worldly appearance, at first glance, looks like an ordinary blacksmith, but in fact he is a supreme master. His cultivation is probably not lower than the seventh or eighth layer of the Taixu Realm. Lingfeng said.

Qingfeng nodded and said: "You guessed right, this blacksmith is not as simple as people who don't know him imagined, he is the same as the old man in the pharmacy, he has experienced a lot of blood and rain, and finally survived, tired of the world, this is the time to seek some peace, the book of "The General Theory of Ten Thousand Poisons" in your hand was bought by me from the old man at a great price, and the drawings for making a lot of hidden weapons were taken from the blacksmith. ”

"Take? He doesn't want money? Yuwen Jue was suddenly surprised.

"I gave money, but he said he wouldn't ask for anything, and wanted to be friends with me." Qingfeng Channel.

"If you have more friends, the road is naturally easy to walk, this blacksmith's friend is not just you, right?" Ling Feng smiled and said, this blacksmith is an extremely smart person, presumably he knows a lot of powerhouses in the Taixu Realm.

"He has a lot of enemies, that's why he does this." Qingfeng Channel.

The three of them chatted, and before they knew it, they went out of Taichuan, and then, they naturally looked for a place where no one was in the sky, and went around to the Yuma Valley.

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Four days later, the three of them arrived at the Valley of the Imperial Horse, a place of beautiful scenery, simple folk customs, and a powerful sect of cultivating immortals.

Where they landed was a low-lying valley with the clear water of the river at their feet.

In addition to the blue sky, white clouds like snow, and the endless prairie, the grass that does not reach the foot and neck is floating in the wind, you are like waves, wave after wave, and the wind is with a fresh earthy smell, with a trace of warmth.

In the distance, there were herds of cattle, sheep and horses, and tents like white mushrooms growing on the grassland, and the wranglers rode their horses, circling around the flocks, holding long whips in their hands, and every now and then they flicked them, and the sound of thunder echoed in the sky.

Stopping in this prairie can't help but make people feel that they are all broad-minded.

Yuwen Jue looked into the distance, couldn't help but admire, and said: "This place is so beautiful, look at the clouds, it's so white." ”

Ling Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I originally thought that Yuma Valley was just a valley, but I didn't expect it to be a grassland. ”

"You didn't look at the map, did you?" Qingfeng Channel.

"Isn't it also drawn on the map, and the Valley of the Horse is sandwiched between two mountains?" Lingfeng Road.

"Those two mountains, aren't they on the left and right?" Qingfeng Channel.

Lingfeng turned his head to look to the left, and then to the right, and in the extreme distance on the left and right, there were indeed two endless mountain ranges, because the location they were in now was a low-lying big pit, so the mountains only showed a little bit of their heads.

Walking out of the low-lying pit, to the high place, Lingfeng saw clearly, the mountain range is very tall, and at the highest point, there is even snow.

"There are not only grasslands here, but also mountains and snow, which is really a superb view in the world." Yuwen decided.

"Don't look at the scenery, we need to know whether the three elders of Qingyu Valley have arrived in Yuma Valley now." Qingfeng Channel.

Ling Feng and Yu Wen Jue nodded at the same time, this is the right thing.

Without the need to attract unnecessary attention, the three of them still disguised themselves as wealthy merchants and arrived in front of the tent in the distance.

Two blushing faces, one looked seven or eight years old, and the other looked like a child who was only three or four years old was playing on the grassland not far away, after seeing the three of Lingfeng, not only was they not as afraid as ordinary children in the family, but they trotted to Lingfeng and them.

The older child opened his mouth first, but what he said Lingfeng and the three of them couldn't understand at all, thinking that he was speaking the local language here, the child saw that the three of Lingfeng looked confused, scratched his little head, and pulled the disciple into the tent at a trot.

After a while, a woman came out of the tent, she was dressed in a scalp shirt, her face was as red as the two children, revealing a healthy beauty, she saw the three of Lingfeng, and said, "You three, what are you doing here?" ”

Qingfeng took a step forward, and finally someone in the dark path could say what he could understand, "This eldest sister, we are merchants who came here to play, and we got lost, but you saw a large group of people passing by here?" ”

The woman shook her head and said, "No." ”

Qingfeng remained silent, but secretly a little surprised, Qiu Zheng did not explain when the three elders of Qingyu Valley would be able to arrive in Yuma Valley, so they had to find someone to ask, and this woman said that she didn't see it, looking at her appearance, it didn't look like she was lying, Qingfeng thought about it and said, "Do you know where the Desolation View is?" ”

The woman frowned, stared at Qingfeng with suspicion, and after a long while, she said, "What are you doing there?" ”

The herdsmen here are very shy of outsiders, they are upright and bold, because of their character, in the past few years, many herdsmen have been deceived by outsiders, or lost a lot of cattle and sheep, or people were directly sold to other places, since then, herdsmen have been very repulsive to outsiders.

When the woman heard Qingfeng ask where the Desolate Temple was, she immediately became suspicious, they are a merchant, what are they going to do when they are waiting for the Xiuzhen Sect?

Aren't you cheating again?

"Sister, please rest assured, our trip is to see the scenery, and the second is to admire the barren view for a long time, and we want to offer some offerings to show our hearts." Qingfeng saw that the woman was suspicious of the three of them, and he didn't like to smile, but at this time, he showed an extremely sincere smile, and handed a piece of silver to the woman, and said.

Who knows, the woman didn't take the silver in Qingfeng's hand at all, she only felt that this person's smile was very fake, she glanced at Qingfeng coldly, greeted the two children, and went directly into the tent, closed the door, and locked it.

"This woman, what?" Yuwen was surprised, this woman didn't even want silver? They're just asking for directions.

"It's all about outsiders here, and I don't know why." Lingfeng Road.

Qingfeng nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that we have to ask someone else." ”

As far as the eye can see, within a radius of more than ten miles, except for this tent, you can only see the boundless grass, and the herds of cows, sheep, and horses in the distance, and the herdsmen waving whips.

That man must be this woman's man.

Since you can't ask from a woman's mouth, then go to her man.

Ling Feng was really very methodical, took out a bottle of fine wine from the space ring, and when he talked to the man, he didn't ask where the barren view was first, and invited him to drink first.

At first, the man was also like his woman, suspicious, but then Lingfeng himself took a sip first, indicating that there was no poison in the wine, and the man relaxed his vigilance.

The wine was fragrant, hooking the man's wine worm, Lingfeng chatted with him for a while, he finally couldn't help it, and drank with Lingfeng and the three of them.

As soon as the wine was finished, the man praised Chongzhen wine again and again, and said that he had never drunk it.

After drinking a few glasses, the man completely dispelled his vigilance against Lingfeng and the others, and he talked more.

His face flushed, and he drank again, and said in a Chongzhen voice with a thick local accent: "Friend, what are you doing in this place?" ”

"The three of us had nothing to do, and we came here to play, and it just so happened that my friend's nephew was a disciple of the Desolate Temple, so he wanted to visit, but he never wanted to get lost." Ling Feng pointed at Qingfeng and said.

Among the three of them, he looks older, and speaking out will not make men suspicious.

If he said that he had a nephew at his age, I am afraid that the man would not believe it.

The man glanced at Qingfeng, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "You, your nephew is a disciple of the Desolate Concept?" ”

Qingfeng nodded with a smile and said, "It's a distant nephew, I haven't seen him for many years, my uncle misses him a little, so I want to meet him, do you know where the barren view is?" ”

"Great, great, I want to send my son to the Barren Temple, but what do they say...... Uneven? The man sighed, "It seems that my son just didn't have the life to be an immortal cultivator." ”