Gong Zhiyu was dumbfounded, a little embarrassed, and his face hurt a little.

He was frightened more than 10,000 times more than the others.

Born in a sword-forging family since childhood, how many divine swords have been seen in the world, how can there be a sword in this world that can really cross grades?

It must be fake, it must be fake.

"Everyone, you don't have to be surprised," Gong Zhiyu pretended to be calm, and there were already fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, "It must be the material, there must be something wrong with this material, there are some swords, it looks like a low-level material, for example, like this pig iron used by Tieyuan Fanpin, in fact, it may be Tianyuan blue iron, it looks similar on the outside, but in fact there is a big difference." ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

"It is worthy of a heavenly hand oven, and the truth can be revealed at a glance."

"We admire the sharp eyes."

"After all, the Gong family is a century-old family, and they really know about these cats."

……

"In this way, the cross-level sword of the Heaven Casting Holy Hand Li Tianfeng before, the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Sword, isn't it ......?"

"Shhh......h

Immediately, there was a small discussion all around.

Gong Zhiyu chuckled in his heart and smiled awkwardly, "I didn't say anything." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, of course, we didn't hear anything."

He said that he had not heard it, but he had heard it.

Gong Zhiyu thought to himself, if it was spread out, wouldn't the lies that the great gods had painstakingly managed for so many years be ruined.

Moreover, if it is known that it has been passed from him, the Gong family is only afraid that it will usher in a disaster.

……

"Guys, wait a minute, I'll go get something to verify." Gong Zhiyu smiled, "This Tianyuan Qingtie, although it seems to be similar to pig iron, is not attracted by magnets, I will ask a magnet to come out, and I will know it by trying." ”

Everyone waited and waited, and understood a little more in their hearts.

As soon as Gong Zhiyu walked out of the door, the inside of the room immediately exploded.

"It's been a long time, it turns out that the gods are all liars."

"The old man has been studying for more than 40 years, and he has spent half his life on cross-level casting, so I'm afraid it's been in vain."

"His horse, I spent 10 million to buy the Gong family's Laughing Ice Divine Sword, which is said to be a cross-level treasure, originally a Jade Dragon Emperor product, but it is comparable to the Flood Desolation Divine Product, so it seems that I didn't spend so much money in vain?!"

"Lao Li, you are not spending it in vain, after all, the price of the Honghuang Divine Product is also there, you should spend an extra five million to buy a handful of Honghuang Divine Product."

After hearing this, Lao Li's eyes darkened, and he immediately fainted.

Everyone looked at each other, since they all already knew the mystery, this black iron sword was probably similar to what Gong Zhiyu said, and there was not much need for verification.

It's better to leave early.

These people can't suppress a gossip heart, and they just want to go back and share it with their families as soon as possible.

"Ha, I suddenly remembered that there was something going on in my house, and I might have to go first."

"Me too, Changtian Sect is still waiting for my goods, I have to go back and supervise it."

"Oh, by the way, my wife seems to be about to give birth, I have to rush back."

Everyone was polite, explained to the housekeeper of the palace family, and was about to leave.

It was at this moment that there was a dull sound of the door, and the light in the room dimmed.

The four sides are tightly covered and impermeable.

Everyone's hearts were chuckling.

"Palace, palace god, what does this mean?" Everyone raised their heads and trembled.

There was a ghostly laugh outside the house, like a hellish ghost, it was Gong Zhiyu's voice.

"Are you stupid to me, since you know the secret, you should know what the fate is!"

"Palace God, don't mess around, we are all characters with heads and faces."

"Gongshen, we promise that we will definitely not talk nonsense after we go out."

"Palace, ah!"

The cold light flickered in the room, and there were bursts of miserable screams.

Gong Zhiyu stood outside the house, listening quietly, his brows furrowed, and a strange sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

For about an hour, the room became silent.

Gong Zhiyu lifted the machine and slowly raised the fine iron cage outside the house.

This house seems ordinary, but it actually took a lot of effort from the Gong family, as early as more than fifty years ago, Gong Zhiyu's grandfather relied on this room to eradicate dissidents and consolidate the country for Qi Liangjun of the Chongjian Kingdom.

If you want to say that the Gong family's greatest casting achievement, I am afraid that it must be this room, even if it is a great god-level sword immortal in the twelfth realm, I am afraid that I will not want to break through.

This room has a unique name, which is called the Box Keeper House.

It is this box-like, indestructible house that keeps I don't know how many spicy secrets.

The door opened, and light illuminated one of the corners.

A smell of blood came to the nostrils, and the corpses on the ground were scattered, most of them were beaten to rot, and the blood on the ground flowed down to the toes, and it was sticky.

Step by step, he confirmed the identity of the comers and the life and death of the people one by one.

The biggest advantage of Gong Zhiyu is that he is cautious and will not let go of any detail.

"Lord, Master......"

One of the broken bodies made a weak voice was none other than his official Liu Xiang.

Gong Zhiyu frowned, walked to his side, and then pulled out the long sword from his waist.

"You, beast ......"

"Yes, even if I kill my own people, I am indeed a beast."

Gong Zhiyu didn't give him a chance to speak, raised his hand and stabbed him in the chest.

Liu Xiang struggled for a while, and then lost his breath.

It was at this moment that the light in the house suddenly dimmed.

Gong Zhiyu hurriedly raised his head, only to see a figure flashing outside the door.

"Damn, which bastard is it?!"

He hurried out of the door, but saw a pool of blood on the ground.

"Leave!"

Gong Zhiyu shouted out of thin air.

Immediately, a figure appeared in front of him.

The man was completely black, like a shadow falling to the ground, half-kneeling, bowing his hands, "What does the master command?" ”

"Find and kill the person who escaped just now, and kill the people who have been in contact with him."

"Yes."

Got away from his order, bowed his head, and disappeared from the ground in an instant.

It's like never coming.

A first-class assassin, a first-class sword immortal, never disappoints.

Gong Zhiyu nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable, and walked back to the house slowly.

In the middle of the hall, there was still the black sword that had been sent before, although it was broken in two, but there was a faint blue light in the darkness, which showed its sharpness.

He walked over to the side and pulled out a magnet from behind.

With a "snap", the two severed swords were adsorbed to it.

Gong Zhiyu's heart shook wildly, and he looked incredulous.

"How can this be, could it be that there really is a legendary cross-level casting technology in the world?"

He looked down, his palm groping around the body of the sword for a cut on it.

A small, somewhat ugly word for "Wei".

……

"Ahh Emiya let out a big sneeze, wondering which damn one was cursing me......

He had a gloomy face, clutching his chest, oh oh screaming, this deal is done, I don't know why I regret it a little.

Hemorrhage, good heartache.

It hurts so much that I don't have the heart to forge a sword.

But......

When Wei Gong opened the Qiankun Mirror, he was still inevitably excited.

I saw that the fifty-third place on the Zuntian newcomer take-off list, with his name printed impressively.

The following brief reads:

Wei Gong, after the famous sword caster, a new newcomer, casting skills, the best at creating iron source mortal products.

Seeing this, he suddenly felt that an inexplicably powerful force was injected into his body.

"Good! My client is coming! ”

……