Chapter 42: Black and White

"Vitality?" It's another unimaginable word, but it's already like this just by striking iron, and it doesn't seem to be something unacceptable to make a dead weapon a little alive.

Now that he knew the reason, when Zongtian looked at the leisurely thinking father again, he couldn't help but be a little impatient. But just like everyone else, even Zongtian was impatient, but he was only in a weak hurry. Compared to the materials that may be scrapped, interrupting the train of thought of the falling star at this time is equivalent to pronouncing a direct death sentence to the soul martial that may be born.

Seeing that the falling star had already revealed half of his face from the lava and flames, his thoughts were still not over. But fortunately, at this time, he finally made some movements, and the hammer, which had shrunk a lot, was raised in front of him by the falling star. There seemed to be some reluctance in the eyes of the falling star, but that reluctance was replaced by perseverance in an instant. The limited heat was completely sent to the hammer by the falling star, and the lava and flames seemed to be the best fertilizer, and the hammer that grew into more than ten meters again was also moved by the falling star that was just a physical body.

In the loud bang, the hammer shattered directly, and the smoke and dust that burst out because of the huge force completely blocked everyone's sight. Some sad and some happy, the falling star looked at the smoke and dust with a complicated expression, although there were no fresh wounds on his body at this time, but the crumbling appearance still exposed his weakness. Although I want to wait for the birth of a new work like this.,But even just standing is not physically permissible at this time.,The body of the falling star seems to be about to fall to the ground as soon as it stumbles on the spot.。

Although it was a fall, the falling star at this time was not too embarrassed, after all, there were so many people around. Although Zongtian wanted to step forward to help his father, everyone was not close after all, even if they wanted to step forward to help him at this time, they had to rely on their strength. The wind-like figure suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the falling star's falling body, and that person was not Li Bo but the full moon.

Although he was held up, it seemed that under the support, the falling star was still a little reluctant. At the signal of the falling star, the full moon slowly sat him on the ground.

The smoke finally cleared, and on the shattered floor, two quaint short knives were lying quietly. Simple colors, one black and one white, simple and even a little too simple shape, one with a slight arc, the other is completely straight. It's just that the length is a bit ...... The curved one is fine, the blade at the tip of the knife becomes a sharp tip with the arc, and the straight one seems to be broken, and the head of the knife is just a simple bevel.

Looking at such a weapon, Zong Tian couldn't help but smack his lips, but he didn't expect such a gorgeous process to turn out to be unpretentious. However, although Zongtian didn't like this feeling very much, the other people present knew the value of these two soul blades, and they looked ordinary but had a bit of a sense of returning to the basics.

Li Bo carefully picked up the pair of weapons and carefully sent them to the soul master. The Falling Star carefully stroked the black scimitar, and then grabbed the straight white knife, and the emerald green flames rose from the knife.

"What is this?" At first, he didn't understand the difference between soul masters, but when the green flame ignited, Li Bo had some guesses about this pair of soul blades.

"It's a simple matter of life and death." smiled at the flame that belonged to him,

"Xiao Tian." suddenly beckoned to Zongtian, and Zongtian naturally walked to his father's side,

"They're yours." However, the words that followed the falling star took a step back from the sky. Of course, this is not because Zongtian is not very satisfied with their appearance, it is like suddenly being forced into a pair of gold and silver axes by the river god, even if there is no way to cut down trees, but what woodcutter does not want it? Although Zongtian didn't know much about the specific value of that pair of soul blades at this time, that value was mostly unimaginable to him.

"What's wrong? Dislike? It seemed to be the literal meaning, and the falling star really looked at the pair of soul blades seriously.

"It's not ......," although he was indeed a little dissatisfied, "I'm not even a soul martial artist yet." ”

"And what about after that?" The falling star finally understood Zongtian's hesitation,

"Probably in the future." Although compared with half a year ago, Zongtian has almost been reborn, but there are still too many unknowns in the future.

"That's probably enough for me." Falling Star smiled, he seemed to be just a father at this point.

"But ......" Zongtian was still a little hesitant, although it was the relationship between father and son, the value of this gift was a little too scary.

"Are you still afraid of gossip?" Falling Star seems to have some unknown sons, but after all, he has lived with the reckless Zongtian for too long, and the hesitation that Zongtian should have at this time is a little incredible in Falling Star's eyes.

"If you can excuse me, I think it's all the more justified to give them to you." Falling Star said seriously, "And I think that as the son of a soul master, it seems a little strange if you don't have a good soul martial artist, right?" ”

Listening to his father's words, Zongtian looked at the others, of course, the full moon still looked at the soul master with reverence, but the eyes of the others looking at him were all kind. Yes, I accidentally took up such a good resource, and I can only say that it is my luck, and I am no longer the gentleman. Instead of being afraid of others gossiping, it is better to work harder, jealous people can find a reason for everything, and instead of caring about how to gag their mouths, it is better to just ask for their own peace of mind.

Looking at his father's soul blade, which was still being handed to him, Zongtian finally reached out and took it. The black blade is cold, the white blade is scorching, and the difference in temperature can't help but make the sky a little awe-inspiring. However, even though this is said, it is only a white knife that has just been scorched by the flames of the falling star, and the black knife is probably because of the original coldness of the metal.

Although it can be regarded as prepared in advance, Falling Star still keeps apologizing to the company for today's events. Of course, if you really talk about what the falling star did, let alone apologize, if it was an ordinary person who made such a mistake, it might not be an exaggeration to be forced to work as a coolie for the rest of his life. Although the production of soul blades is guaranteed for a period of time in the future, the situation at this time is that almost everyone will not be able to work in a short time, and the core furnace of the work is also directly blown up, and even because of the final blow of the falling star, most of this room is destroyed.

But at this time, Xiao Wang, who received them, kept talking,

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, please don't say anything about compensation." The smile on Xiao Wang's face didn't seem to be pretending.

"How can that be, it's all because of my recklessness." The falling star also changed back to its usual gentle appearance.

"That stove is your brainchild, and you have already said that you will build another one, if it weren't for the company's lack of such technology, how could it bother you." Falling Star just wanted to say something, but was preempted by Xiao Wang, "And the people in the casting room have said that they have benefited a lot from this incident, not only have they considered their limits again, but they are also fortunate to observe the heroic appearance of the soul master, not to mention that these people are basically cultivated by you personally." ”

Since it has been said to this extent, it is not good for the falling star to say anything more on these two points.

"The forge ......"

"You don't have to worry about a little thing like a room." Xiao Wang continued to smile just now.

"Then I can only say I'm sorry again."

"You're welcome."

After reading this child's play-like solution, Zong Tianzhen sincerely felt the benefits of having a skill, but Dad's length seemed to be a little too long, as if it was completely beyond his reach.

It's still the specially prepared car, but the people in the car are tired, but they are also full of gains. Looking at the night outside the car window, Zongtian thought that he had spent a long time in that room, but looking at the bustling city, it seemed that he just felt that the experience was too long.

After returning home, when my mother saw such a father and son, she naturally couldn't help but complain, and the full moon standing behind the two made Zong Tian busy explaining for a long time.