The guards guarding the door of the warehouse saw Miao Junfeng walking back again, followed by the head of the family and Elder Miaoru, and muttered in their hearts, worried that they were in trouble.

"Open the door." Miao Rong didn't wait for the guards to salute, and was the first to speak.

"Yes!"

The unlocking sound of "click" sounded, and the door of the warehouse slowly opened.

"Stay here, and no one will come in."

Leaving this sentence, Miao Rong walked in front of Miao Junfeng and walked into the warehouse first.

"Junfeng, since the beginning of our ancestors, our Miao family has been dominated by literati and few martial artists. My generation is a literati, and your father's generation is a literati except for your father, who is a martial artist. When it comes to your generation, you should know it without me saying it. ”

"Grandpa, I'm no longer a writer now."

"I know, that's why you shocked me when you said you could refine weapons."

"I'm a three-star martial artist now."

"Three-star warrior, yes, it's not far from your father. Wait, what do you say? You are a three-star warrior! ”

"Yes! Maybe God couldn't bear to see me fall down, and gave me a great opportunity! ”

"Huh!" Suddenly, Miao Rong flashed in front of Miao Junfeng with a solemn expression, stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and at the same time released his spiritual power and probed into the spiritual world of his eyebrows.

A moment later, hearty laughter echoed through the warehouse for a long time. Miao Rong laughed until she felt soreness in her abdomen.

"Father, you should believe me now! Our family Junfeng is a real genius, and even God protects him. ”

"Yes, yes, God willing. But the more this happens, the more we have to keep a low profile, even a secret. The Miao family is not as good as before, if there is a rising genius, I am afraid that before the genius is full-fledged, he will be assassinated by the enemy. ”

"Grandpa, don't worry! Miaojia is always Miaojia, and I will let Miaojia regain its former glory. ”

"Okay, grandpa is waiting for this day."

Seeing the hidden tears in the old man's eyes, Miao Junfeng knew that he really cared about what he just said, and hoped that it would come true. But how did Grandpa know that he still had half of the unspoken words!

"Just pick this! Qing'er likes to use knives, and now his knife is still refined by Lao Ma. ”

Miao Junfeng shrugged, he knew what Grandpa's subtext was. Anyway, if you want to refine, wouldn't it be better to refine for your father.

He picked up the silver piece of metal at the bottom of the shelf, felt its texture and weight, and then humbly said to Solomon, "Great and wise King Solomon, I need your support this time.

I can refine the three-star rune, but if it is a top-level three-star rune, I'm afraid I will be a little overwhelmed. ”

"Humph! Less, where is my tonic elixir? Don't always take and not give, that's not good. ”

"I know, when I finish refining this talisman, I'll find it for you, and it's two."

"Well, three. I'm not greedy, just three. ”

"Deal."

Miao Junfeng gathered his mind and used his spiritual power to slowly hold up the silver iron block, and then a red flame quickly wrapped the iron block.

The reason why talismans are called talismans is because they are not made with mortal fire, but with spiritual fire. At the same time, in the spiritual fire, there is also the perception and Tao of the refiner and the realm of cultivation.

Otherwise, as long as you are a blacksmith, you can become a refiner, and the refiner will not have such a noble status.

With Solomon's help, the refining time was short this time. In less than a quarter of an hour, a bright silver sword was turning slightly in midair.

"Good! Good knives! Junfeng, since you refined it, let's give it a name! Miao Rong's eyes were shining, and her face was full of excitement.

"Let's call it a three-star knife! Simple and easy to remember. ”

"Okay, it's called a three-star knife. Second, if you put away the knife, after you go out, our attitude towards Junfeng must remain the same, you need to know that this is to protect him. ”

Miao Rong was happy, but his thinking was still clear, and he understood that there were still many things that needed to be arranged quickly.

"Grandpa, do we have an elixir to nourish the soul in our family?" It's not lazy, it's time-saving, Miao Junfeng thought to himself.

"Yes, of course. Although the family is in the middle of the road, there is still an elixir, how much do you need? Miao Rong replied without thinking about it.

"Three."

"Yes, you come with me." Miao Rong's heart was also out of breath, thinking that he would open his mouth widely, but fortunately he only needed three.

At the gate of Miao's house, the porter on night duty was just about to close the side door, when suddenly there was a dense sound of wheels in his ears.

"This big night, which big family is going to hold a banquet!" The porter spat out casually.

"No, it feels like you're coming at our house!" As a porter, he is very alert.

The next moment, the porter rang a small bell beside him without hesitation. It's a wake-up call, and once it rings, it means that something big is about to happen.

The sound of "rumbling" wheels brought up the dust and fog in the sky, and even at night, under the light of the moon, it could be seen clearly.

Each carriage had a large flag erected, and on the top of the flag was embroidered with a large "Feng" character in gorgeous silk thread.

A total of thirty carriages came galloping, and when they stopped neatly at the gate of the Miao family, the aura was suddenly awe-inspiring.

There was no movement in the parked carriage, as if it was waiting for something.

The sound of horses' hooves rang out from far and near. A group of fifteen horsemen, all seven-star warriors, each wearing a blue cloak, a white sword around his waist, and long flowing hair.

"Lil..."

With the neighing of horses, fifteen seven-star warriors straddled down directly in front of the carriage.

With a "bang", the curtain of a carriage in the middle was lifted, and an old man who was not angry and arrogant walked out of the carriage, standing in front of the carriage with his hands behind his back and an extraordinary bearing.

"Father!"

Among the fifteen seven-star martial artists, one of the leaders saluted respectfully to the old man.

"Good work, Shui'er. When you're done with this, you'll have to entertain your brothers behind you. ”

"Uncle Xie." The fourteen warriors thanked in unison.

Feng Hai obviously enjoyed this kind of occasion, but he didn't forget what he was here for today.

"Miao Rong, you must give me an explanation today! Otherwise, after tonight, your Miao family will probably disappear from this area. ”

"Feng Hai, you have such a big breath! With today's battle, you want to take down our Miao family in one fell swoop? You don't weigh it, even if you have the power to destroy our Miao family, are you worthy of the Feng family? ”

"Click!" With a bang, the door of the Miao family opened. Miao Rong walked out of it, surrounded by all the elders.

"Humph! Whether you are worthy or not will only know if you have done it, but for the sake of the relationship between you and me in the past, as long as you hand over Miao Junfeng, then I can treat today's incident as if it never happened. ”