"It's useless to scare you like this with just an ant. But don't worry, the thundering black ant eats fasting, and it is very fragile and is the prey of many soul beasts. The thundering black ant you saw was only two meters long, and according to the ten-year age of each meter it grown, it was only a twenty-year soul beast, and it was estimated that it would be just a flight for its life if it suddenly appeared near a residential area. Like this kind of low-grade and low-age soul beast, the Martial Spirit Hall disdains to deal with it. What else do you say about black phantoms, come and go without a trace, sometimes flying into the sky, sometimes retreating, and if you talk nonsense in the future, you will not forgive! ”

Salas thought he would be able to make a profit, but he walked in vain, and turned away in dissatisfaction, followed by his subordinates.

Old Jack was so frightened by Salas's anger that he trembled, and he didn't dare to speak, he knew that the villagers who were sent out yesterday could only rely on rumors because they hadn't seen the soul beast with their own eyes, and they blew the sky wildly, which caused the Martial Spirit Hall to pay great attention to it.

The villagers knew that the thunderous black ants were fasting, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Hao saw that Salas and the others had left, so he put down his work, picked up a vat of wine in the corner, drank it all, and returned to the room to continue to fall asleep.

After this incident, every time Song Er drove a motorcycle to come and go, the villagers were no longer afraid, and even some villagers considered hunting this black ant soul beast to roast and eat, but in the end they failed to implement it because of timidity.

In addition to the villagers of the Holy Soul Village, there were also neighboring residents who saw Song Er driving a motorcycle, and as a result, they also notified the Martial Soul Hall to deal with it, because the reply they got was the same as that of the Holy Soul Village, and in the end, they didn't take this black ant soul beast seriously.

Song Er had a means of transportation, it didn't take half an hour to go back and forth to Notting City, shopping was very convenient, and the living conditions in the blacksmith shop skyrocketed.

Bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, and the sound ......of percussion in the blacksmith shop kept ringing.

At this time, Tang San was following his father to learn the hammer method, hammering up and down, continuously, every blow was full of power, with the help of force, the blows were connected, and the momentum became more and more vigorous.

After a while, Tang Hao went back to sleep.

Song Er stepped forward, "Little San, I'm bored, is there anyone who can help." ”

"I have meat to eat every day now, I have a lot of energy, and you have helped a lot. Ironwork is not an easy job, in addition to strength also requires skills, this kind of hard work, or I do it better. ”

Tang San told the truth, he was able to swing a huge hammer and master the skills of forging pig iron, in addition to the innate divine power and innate soul power, there was also the most important point, that is, his years of Tang Sect martial arts cultivation, Xuantian Gong, controlling the crane and capturing the dragon, the ghost shadow trace, and the Xuanyu hand were all of great help to forging pig iron.

Otherwise, a six-year-old child would not be able to lift a sledgehammer under any circumstances, let alone forge.

Since Song Er came, the most important thing in the blacksmith shop is soul coins, Tang Hao has wine without work, and he has no heart to do business for a long time.

"I don't see any orders recently, why are you working on a hammer all day long?" Song Er said lightly.

"It will take me an estimated three months to forge this fifty-centimeter-square piece of pig iron into a careful iron mother with impurities removed."

Tang San didn't say the true purpose of his intention to create a hidden weapon Hidden Arrow Hidden Arrow.

[General Outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Gate, Article 1: Never let anyone who can't be fully trusted know how much your true strength is. 】

Tang San was already familiar with the rules and regulations of the Xuantian Treasure Record, and he absolutely insisted on implementing the general outline.

Tang San and Song Er haven't been together for a long time, they can't talk about complete trust, of course they won't expose their strength, and they won't let their secret weapon become a bright weapon, this sleeve arrow is a secret that belongs to him alone.

Song Er just asked casually, and didn't ask Tang San what he was doing with this piece of iron mother.

"It's really not easy to forge such a large amount of pig iron to the size of a fist with physical strength." Song Er couldn't help but sigh, if he didn't come to the scene in person, he really didn't know the hardships of grinding the iron pillar into a needle.

Tang San smiled persistently, "No matter how difficult it is, I have to finish it." ”

Whether in a past life or in this life, it is difficult to forge an ordinary piece of pig iron into an iron mother.

In the early morning of the next day, Tang San went to the top of the mountain to cultivate the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, and Tang Hao was still lying on the bed and sleeping.

Song Er sat lonely on the chair, his arms between his thin waist, his palms stretched out, making a posture of holding the mobile phone horizontally, pressing his thumb flexibly, his expression was happy and angry, and he fantasized that he was playing the glory of the king, and when he was fighting with blood, three cute little girls jumped and ran in.

"Second brother, accompany me to play in the mud and sand, okay?" A little girl dressed in a delicate dress hugged him into his arms and pursed her lips.

"The mud and sand are not fun, play peek-a-boo with me."

"Second brother, I'm going to play at home."

The other two well-dressed little girls dragged his left and right hands respectively, shouting and playing with him.

"Don't move, don't move. Qualifying. Damn, lost. Song Er sighed sadly, this loss made him miss the world even more.

Song Eryi's behavior of spending a lot of money has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Every day, children come to him to play at the orders of their parents, sometimes there are several waves a day.

There are also parents who want to indirectly enter Song Er's world through Tang San, who expected that he would either climb a mountain or pick a hammer, and the child couldn't keep up with the rhythm, shouting bitterly and tired, and losing his temper every day.

And Song Er is different, he is a boring child, and he likes to play with his fingers if he doesn't go there.

"I'm very busy, you guys go play by yourself." Song Er took out three candies and sent them away.

"Second brother is so good, kiss." The three little girls kissed him on the cheek and went away happily.

"It's annoying." Song Er looks like he is six years old, but his mind is twenty-six years old, and he is not interested in these little girls whose hair has not yet begun to grow.

"The progress of the mission is only 30%, and I still have to do fourteen tasks to cross, why don't you send a new mission after being stuck for so long this time? Depressed, almost suffocated. ”

Song Er was troubled by them like this, and completely lost the state of playing virtual games, looking at the pig iron next to the stove, he thought to himself that he would simply help Xiao San forge, which can be regarded as something to do, which can pass the time.

He walked over slowly, trying to lift the hammer, but he didn't expect this hammer to be so heavy, at least fifty catties, he couldn't lift it with two hands, let alone one hand, in comparison, in terms of strength, he had to admire Tang San.

"Use the left arm of the Super Robot." He stretched out his left arm, and nineteen pieces of nano-level black armor flashed in the void, starting from the chest and left shoulder, emitting the unique clicking sound of the mecha combined, and the whole arm was assembled in less than five seconds, and its mechanical palm was nearly twice as large as the palm of an ordinary adult.

The left arm of the super mechanical is customized according to the physique of a strong man, and Song Er uses it, which looks very uncoordinated and a little strange.

"It is actually equipped with spiritual-level induction technology, and the fifth-generation super-nuclear ramjet power system seems to be okay." He picked up the hammer with him, threw it in the air, and after a few rounds of the hammer, he picked it up again, and the process felt like throwing a stick.

"The performance is okay, it's enough to play and kill time." This was the first time he had used a super robotic arm, and it was easier to use than he had imagined.