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Nan Xin pushed open the door and said with a smile: "Grandpa told me to take care of you, I don't dare to slack off." Anyway, Brother Zhang, your pills are really useful, my brother can already get out of bed and walk around, he was originally going to come to see you, but grandpa didn't let him come, saying that you like to be quiet, let me tell you. ”

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "Those pills were given to me by my master, and I don't have much left." ”

"Brother Zhang, which sect is your teacher?" Nan Xin subconsciously asked.

Zhang Yifeng glanced at Nan Xin and said, "This question was asked by your grandfather, right?" ”

"This ......" Nan Xin was embarrassed at the time, this girl is a little simple and can't lie.

"I tell you that you don't know my master, so I won't talk about it. By the way, I would like to ask you why there is a sound of forging every day. Not only the Nan family, but also the nearby sects and families seem to have forged it. Zhang Yifeng asked the doubts in his heart.

When his words fell, Nan Xin said with a puzzled face: "Brother Zhang, don't you know why forging?" Aren't you from the Kunlun Mountains? ”

"It's not." Zhang Yifeng did not deny it and nodded.

"Oh, I see, then it seems that you don't know our rich old man from the Kunlun Mountains."

"Rich old man? Is he strong? ”

Nan Xin shook his head and said, "The rich old man is not strong in cultivation, but he is recognized as the strongest forging master in the Kunlun Mountains. The old man is more than one hundred and twenty years old this year, alone, about to die of old age, at this time, many people in the Kunlun Mountains are worried about the old man's forging skills, but unfortunately, the old man only said one sentence, in the entire Kunlun Mountain, no one is qualified to inherit his forging skills. ”

When Zhang Yifeng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, isn't forging what he lacks the most now?

"Is this rich old man very good at forging? Actually said such a thing. There should be a four-star sect in the Kunlun Mountains, right? ”

"Yes, but even the old man who is a disciple of the four-star sect can't look down on it. He said that cultivating talent and forging are two different things. ”

"Accepting apprentices is so harsh? He's a great blacksmith? Zhang Yifeng asked on the surface, but he was actually very interested in his heart, because only a powerful forging method could enter his eyes.

"Of course it's amazing, even if the old man builds mortal iron, he can also make mortal iron into steel."

The light in Zhang Yifeng's eyes became stronger and stronger, if he had a good forging technique, the sword level on his body would be even better, and his appearance would not be so ugly.

Zhang Yifeng was silent for a moment, and then continued: "Since the rich old man said that no one is qualified to inherit his forging skills, why do these people still learn forging every day? ”

"You don't know this, the rich old man can't stand so many people looking for him every day, he directly inserted a sword outside the door and told everyone that whoever built the iron sword can cut off his sword before he is qualified to step into his door."

"Did anyone succeed then?"

"How can it be successful, the old man's sword is made of fine iron, not to mention that the sword made of ordinary mortal iron can not cut his sword, even if it is also a sword made of fine iron, it is definitely not as sharp as the old man."

"Then why are these people forging every day?"

Nan Xin explained: "Brother Zhang, as the saying goes, ants eat elephants, every day there are many people with swords to cut the old man's sword, dripping water can also pierce the stone, the old man's sword has to be cut hundreds of times every day, who knows when the old man's sword will break?" ”

When Zhang Yifeng heard this, he suddenly smiled and said, "Interesting, can you take me to the rich old man to have a look?" ”

"Brother Zhang, do you want to go and see the excitement? Okay, I'll take you. ”

The rich old man's place of residence is not far away, and he will reach it after climbing a hill.

At this moment, about 100 meters outside the rich old man's house, a sword was placed, and the appearance of the sword was very ordinary, the small half was inserted into the ground, and only the upper half was exposed.

When Zhang Yifeng came, there were several warriors standing around, these warriors seemed to be from a sect, they took the sword in their hands and slashed at the sword on the ground.

Choke!

There was a muffled sound, and the sword snapped. But it was not the sword on the ground that broke, but the sword in the hand of the warrior.

"Let's go, it's not going to be done."

"Still failed. I don't know when this sword will be cut off. ”

Several people picked up the broken sword on the ground and immediately turned to leave.

After they left, Zhang Yifeng approached the white sword on the ground, he took off a strand of hair, and lightly touched the blade of the sword, the strand of hair just touched the blade of the sword, and immediately split into two.

Zhang Yifeng flicked the sword blade with his fingers again, and there was a crisp buzz, and the sword roared like a tiger. A sword indeed.

"Well, this sword is good, isn't it?"

Nan Xin's voice came.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "It's really good, but it's a pity that I'm about to be cut off." ”

"Huh? Brother Zhang, what do you mean, do you have a sword on you? ”

"There's a handful."

Zhang Yifeng said, and an ugly-looking sword suddenly appeared in his hand, the material of this sword was not even at all, and there were pimples in many places, which looked ugly and died.

Nan Xin didn't know where Zhang Yifeng got the sword from, but the appearance of this sword really made her want to laugh, she held back her laughter and said, "Brother Zhang, your sword is not iron." ”

"It's not."

"Then it's useless for you to cut off the rich man's sword. The rich old man named the one that must be iron. ”

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and said flatly: "Don't you think it's strange? Since the old man is your number one forger here, there is no way that anyone can cut his sword. Why did he make such a request? ”

Nan Xin was stunned, but she felt that what Brother Zhang said was very reasonable.

"That's because the rich old man doesn't want to pass on the forging technique, or rather, no one can get into his eyes! In order not to annoy you, he simply came up with a problem that you could not complete. Even if someone coincidentally cut off his sword, they were only qualified to enter the house, and they did not say that they would get his true inheritance. So, it doesn't matter if I cut his sword with an iron sword or not. The important thing is that I have no talent to learn his blacksmithing. ”

As soon as Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, the sword in his hand fell suddenly.

There happened to be no one around, so take advantage of this time to cut off the old man's sword.

Choke!

The two swords collided, and a sound of steel erupted. Zhang Yifeng's sword didn't cut off the old man's sword, but only made a gap in the old man's sword.

Zhang Yifeng immediately gathered his aura and slashed out a sword again, and this time, the white sword broke in response.

"This ...... Oh, my God. ”

Nan Xin was dumbfounded, the inconspicuous sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand was so powerful! How powerful is Brother Zhang's division? Is it a five-star sect?

"What's the fuss, let's go. Enter the house. ”

Zhang Yifeng picked up the broken sword on the ground and walked to the mansion.

Nan Xin woke up like a dream and hurriedly followed.