Shortly after August 15, the weather was already a little cool, and the big trees on the side of the road outside the village seemed to be green and crisp, making people feel that summer was long, but under the shade of green leaves, there were pieces of slightly yellowed corners, but they silently climbed into early autumn.

Yang Tianzhen, who was striking iron in the shop, was like a round wheel with the hammer in his hand at this moment, and there was an urgent hitting sound on the iron cutting board.

Good iron needs to be tempered thousands of times before it can be full of toughness, and the blood iron ingots that are as red as blood are now only about one-thirtieth of the dark blood ore that Yang Tianzhen brought back from Tianshan Mountain, and the smelted blood iron ingots were smelted by him into a one-foot-long dagger prototype.

It has taken Yang Tianzhen a month and a half for this dagger to go from the dark blood mine to its current prototype, and even if it is formed at this moment, for Yang Tianzhen, it is just the beginning.

As the only blacksmith in Qingshui Village, Yang Tianzhen is not just beating farm tools, before entering the ancient land, this man has a rather terrifying title - the Iron Mask Divine Hammer!

Wukong Mountain Cangqing Sect is a famous cultivation sect in Cangzhou, located in the south of Cangzhou, in Cangzhou, there has always been a South Wukong, North Mida said, although this statement is a bit exaggerated, but it is not groundless, this Cangqing Sect is the largest martial arts sect in Cangzhou, it is said that it has been more or less connected with Qinzhou's Tianwu Temple, but this matter has been quite mysterious, few people know, and few people dare to discuss, after all, one of them Tianwuguan is famous in Shenzhou.

For the craft of iron-making, Yang Tianzhen has always had his own beliefs, from mining and beneficiating ore, to smelting, purification, and forging, every step of iron-striking is exquisite, first of all, the beneficiation, a little worse, such as the most common black iron ore in the village, the texture is black, the texture is soft, the medium Yunyin blue ore is a little more colorful, the slightly better green ore is full of bright green light, the texture is a lot harder, and the best dark blood ore can even be used for iron slag.

To create a good weapon, this first step must be done well, and to forge a peerless weapon, you need to carefully choose the forging materials.

And after the selection of raw materials, how to smelt, how to purify, how to forge? is a rather cumbersome skill, the heat of smelting, the relationship between the purified impurities, the purified impurities, and the toughness of forging, in short, Yang Tianzhen's own words, "This iron striking is also a kind of cultivation!

Yang Tianzhen is now forging this blood iron dagger, which is a gift to his daughter who is about to meet, facing his daughter who has not seen him for many years, Yang Tianzhen has invested 200% of his energy in this meeting gift, whose father is not like this, he doesn't want to leave the best for his children!

Looking at the blood iron dagger that was gradually cooling in the cold water, Yang Tianzhen sat next to him and picked up his big smoking gun, chirped, smoked two big cigarettes, and his eyes fell in the direction of the village entrance, as if waiting for someone.

This blood iron dagger lies quietly in the stone quenching pool, although it is gradually cooling, but you can vaguely see a trace of blue spirit rhyme constantly floating around the blood iron dagger, this clear water river water, is not ordinary.

"Count the days, there should be someone over there!" Yang Tianzhen scratched his head, with a somewhat impatient look, the man who strikes iron all the year round is undoubtedly not firm in his heart, but now he is a little more impatient.

And at this moment, Liu Buyi walked by the door and said hello, but Liu Buyi, who was about to leave, was called by Yang Tianzhen, "It's not easy to be a cub!"

Liu Buyi turned around in response, but what was greeted was a blood-red object, and Liu Buyi hurriedly caught it.

After catching it, Liu Buyi looked at the object in his hand and found that it was a ring, which was not very exquisite, but under the blood red, a trace of gold thread could be seen flowing, like a blood vessel hidden in the blood, and he felt that something was beating inside.

"Brother Yang?" Liu Buyi looked up at Yang Tianzhen, but the latter was already busy at the moment.

"Take it, just as the reward for helping me carry the Dark Blood Mine last time!" Yang Tianzhen said sideways, with a hint of a smile on his dark face.

Reactive power is a very good quality of Liu Buyi, at least Yang Tianzhen seems to be like this, if he throws him a piece of spiritual treasure that is comparable to the low-level of the fifth grade, it is estimated that this kid will not accept it.

Moreover, Liu Buyi didn't know that the ring in front of him, which was not anything unusual, was actually a five-grade spirit treasure that could make many monks from the outside world blush.

"Then thank you, Brother Yang!" Liu Buyi took the ring and beckoned to Yang Tianzhen.

Yang Tianzhen waved his hand, and in the blacksmith shop, the sound of clanging started again, and Yang Tianzhen began to get busy again.

Liu Buyi, who carried the ring back into his arms, felt warm in his heart, not that he knew how valuable this ring was, maybe even if it was just a very inferior ordinary stall, it was also a gift!

Liu Buyi is very worried about receiving gifts from others, because since he was a child, there are not many people who give him gifts.

Looking at the back of Liu Buyi leaving, Yang Tianzhen had some thoughts in his heart, he actually secretly created two rings, one of which was given to Liu Buyi, and the other was intended to be left to his daughter who had not yet met, as for the meaning of it, perhaps only Yang Tianzhen himself knew.

The sky in August, the sky was clear, and it seemed that there was already a hint of autumn air, Yang Tianzhen wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to start building the blood iron ingot in his hand that had been tempered by him more than 600 times, but at this moment, there was a greeting outside, "Long time no see, Senior Brother Yang!"

Yang Tianzhen, who heard this, suddenly shook his whole body, and the person in his heart appeared at the most unexpected time, but the person he remembered in his heart was not the person who said this, but the person who traveled with him.

Behind Yang Tianzhen, there stood a middle-aged man, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old cardamom girl, the middle-aged man was wearing a dark blue robe and a dark green bowler hat, looking suave, and the girl was wearing a bright red robe, with towering sideburns and a cold color on her face.

These two people are none other than Bai Ye, the third elder of the Cangqing Sect, and Yang Nianci, the daughter of Yang Tianzhen.

Yang Tianzhen turned his head a little hesitantly, his face pretended to be calm, but his heart was undoubtedly excited at the moment, and what caught his eye was first of all the very familiar Baiye, this person was a little more calm than more than ten years ago, and his temperament was still the same as Yang Tianzhen when he left Cangqing Sect, annoying, still a person with a kind face but a cold heart.

And when Yang Tianzhen's eyes fell on the face of the girl next to him, his eyes were a little cold, but he slowly flashed a trace of tenderness, the girl was very smart, a pair of phoenix eyes were full of aura, the eyebrows were not modified, and a pair of red lips were thin and frosty, as if she could see the shadow of her mother.

"Nianci?" Yang Tianzhen subconsciously shouted.

However, in the corners of Yang Nianci's slightly furrowed eyebrows, you can see an undisguised sense of alienation, this rough and unkempt man in front of him is the big hero that his mother misses?

Yang Nianci did not answer, she crossed her arms, and she could see the pride and disdain in her eyes.

Yang Tianzhen noticed his daughter's unfamiliarity, although the man was a little lost in his heart for the first time, but he thought about it, he left her mother when she was not born, and her daughter had such a look, and she should have thought about it!

"Baiye, you are here!" Yang Tianzhen's eyes fell on the kind middle-aged man Baiye beside his daughter again, and Yang Tianzhen's tone was not polite to Baiye, even if the other party called him as a senior brother.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for many years, your cultivation is a lot deeper, and now you are about to break the fifth grade and enter the fourth grade!" Baiye was polite in his mouth, but his heart was quite turbulent, thinking about the man who left the sect more than ten years ago, he was only in the realm of seven grades, but he had not seen him for more than ten years, and he was about to break the fifth grade, although there was only a gap between two grades, but it was the difference between heaven and earth, clouds and mud.

"You're not too much, the middle level of the five-grade peerless atrium, it's a little weaker than me!" Yang Tianzhen replied.

But both of them know in their hearts that the gap is very large, Baiye is a rising star in Cangqing Sect, and he has been strongly supported by Cangqing Sect over the years, and it is understandable that he can have such a speed, but Yang Tianzhen is a lonely person, and he still has to press Baiye on his own, which is no longer a gap in resources, but a crushing of talent.

Baiye frowned, this time he came to the Heavenly Sin Ancient Land, he still had a sense of superiority along the way, and he had already imagined in his mind the scenes of countless reunions of his senior brothers, but Baiye did not expect that this senior brother, who resolutely left the sect back then, relied on himself to step on the top of the five grades, and he had reached the peak.

The two senior brothers finished their polite exchanges, and the white leaves here also began to talk about business, "Senior brother, you left the sect back then and took the Burning Flame Heavenly Heart Stone with you, it's been so long, and now it's time to return to the sect, right?"

For this, Yang Tianzhen spat out a mouthful, with a look of disdain, "This Burning Flame Heavenly Heart Stone was snatched back from the Ghost Gate Pass by myself in nine deaths, how did it become a treasure of the sect?"

"Senior brother, don't say that, in order to help you seize the Burning Heavenly Heart Stone, the sect died a lot of fellow sects!" However, Bai Ye stared at Yang Tianzhen and said with some sadness.

Yang Nianci, who heard this, took a deep look at his father Yang Tianzhen in front of him at this moment, but the cold color of his eyes became a little more intense, and his bad impression of this man deepened a lot.

"A lot of fellow disciples died?" Yang Tianzhen sneered, "Back then, in order to compete for this Burning Flame Tianxin Stone, you were all red-eyed, fighting to the death by yourself, and you still have the face to help me?"

Speaking of which, Yang Tianzhen's good mood when he saw his daughter was gone, "Let's go, Burning Flame Tianxin Stone, don't you want to get it from me!"

Seeing this, Baiye frowned slightly, at this moment, Yang Tianzhen's words have come to this point, and there is obviously no need to talk about it.

Baiye was about to turn around and leave, but Yang Nianci on the side stepped forward to stare at Yang Tianzhen and said, "Dad, you are such a selfish person?"

As soon as these words came out, the thoughts in Baiye's eyes flowed, obviously he didn't expect that Yang Nianci, who was originally quite cold, would speak on this occasion, as for Yang Tianzhen, there was a trace of anger in his eyes at this moment, but the moment he saw his daughter, the anger in his eyes quietly disappeared, and all that was left was a touch of disappointment and helplessness.

"Nianci, is your mother okay?" Yang Tianzhen said slowly.

Yang Nianci just looked at him coldly at the moment and did not answer.

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, then please go back!" Yang Tianzhen looked at his daughter with a cold face, waved his hand, and stopped talking.

No one knows how tormented this man's heart is at this moment, and he can't understand the helplessness and sadness in the man's heart.

Looking at the back of his departed daughter, Yang Tianzhen put down the iron-striking tool in his hand and sat on the chair next to him, the tobacco in the big smoking gun burned out in one gulp, and the huge smoke ring was like a cloud spit out of the man's mouth.

Maybe Yang Tianzhen also dreamed of meeting his daughter countless times in his imagination, but when he really saw it, it was so bleak, Yang Tianzhen was not disappointed in his heart, it was impossible, but in addition to disappointment, Yang Tianzhen still had a strong helplessness in his heart, took out an orange-yellow, fist-sized bead from his arms and looked at it, Yang Tianzhen's eyes fell on the distance, no one knew what this man was thinking in his heart.

In the inn, Yang Nianci sat by the window, his eyes fell on the roof of the farmhouse courtyard in Qingshui Village outside, and there was thought in his eyes, this woman in a big red robe has been a cold appearance since she was a child.

"Nianci, what are you thinking?" Baiye pushed the door in from outside the door, and when he saw Yang Nianci like this, he sat at the table and poured a cup of tea, and then asked.

"I didn't think about anything!" Yang Nianci's tone was quite cold, even in the face of his uncle, who is now a famous celebrity in Cangqing Sect, this woman seems to still be in that indifferent mood.

For this, Bai Ye didn't care about it, he understood what kind of person Yang Nianci was, and it was not a matter of one or two days for Yang Nianci's tone.

"When I saw your father today, what can I think in my heart?" Baiye continued to ask.

"No!" Yang Nianci was short and concise, summarizing it in one word.

Baiye frowned, obviously he didn't expect this situation, in his cognition, any biological daughter, even if the father and daughter have not been masked for many years, but the connection in the blood, even if they are not familiar with each other, should not have a trace of emotion.

"Don't you want to know what kind of person your father is?" Baiye stared at the cold water in the cup, his tone a little playful.

"I don't want to!" Yang Nianci directly cut off Baiye's thoughts of continuing.

"You girl, this tone of speech, I don't know that you just want you to be a cold person, but the people who really know you understand that your heart is so hot!" Baiye, who said this, left Yang Nianci's house, leaving Yang Nianci who continued to stare out the window and enjoy the scenery.

"If you are born with a divine fire body, you should be lively and cheerful?" Yang Nianci whispered in her mouth, her eyes did not hesitate at all, obviously noncommittal to her uncle Baiye's words.