Seeing that a breakthrough was about to occur, Ling Feng was overjoyed.

At this moment, he was so excited in his heart that he couldn't wait to go up the mountain to hunt the demon beasts of the foundation building period, and let the "cousin" cook them into delicious dishes to improve his strength!

He can't afford the elixir and treasures, and he can always hunt one or two demon beasts during the foundation building period!

Ling Xi naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking, at this moment, she encountered a new problem - damn it, the demon beast skin was really too thick.

With continuous use, the knives are damaged quite a bit.

Ling Xi had to go to the blacksmith shop in person, ask the blacksmith to make a few sharp knives, and even take out two pieces of dark iron from the warehouse.

After all, this is what she will have to earn money to eat in the future.

The lockdown was also a blacksmith shop, and Ling Xi quickly found a location.

When he arrived, Blacksmith Lin was building a hoe for the City Lord's Mansion...... Who made the spirit earthworm too destructive.

The Lin blacksmith's family has finally gotten better recently, and they couldn't make a few pieces of iron in the past ten days and a half months, and they were about to run out of rice at home.

They are a family of three, all mortals without spiritual roots, and they dare not go into the mountains to hunt.

I had to strike iron in the city, do some chores, and starve to death.

I don't want to be very short of iron tools in the City Lord's Mansion recently, Lin Blacksmith is really happy in his heart, and if he works for a while, he can also eat for a year.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw the lord of the castle appear in front of him.

A handsome young man, dressed in a moon-white robe and with a face like a crown of jade, is really not a big man who can be entertained in a small shop like him.

He hurriedly put down the iron weapon, and came forward to bow down in fear.

Ling Xi hurriedly asked people to get up, instructed Uncle Ling to take out the Xuanshi, and then discussed with Blacksmith Lin whether he could integrate the Xuantie into the knife.

Blacksmith Lin thought for a while, nodded and said, "Lord City, this matter will be handed over to the villain." Although I am not a forger and do not have spiritual power to forge treasures, my old Lin is absolutely reliable. ”

Ling Xi smiled, and asked him to build a dark iron dagger to defend himself.

As he was talking, Ling Feng suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the young man who was watching the fire by the stove with one hand.

The boy is about ten years old, thin but energetic.

At this time, there was still a trace of flame in the young man's fingertips, and when Lao Lin saw this, he stepped forward again and again in shock.

"Ming'er, why is your hand on fire?"

The old father single-handedly extinguished the flames, for fear that the young man would be in pain.

Lin Ziming shook his head, pulled out his little hand, and said, "Daddy, it doesn't hurt." ”

Ling Feng pursed his lips on the side and said uncertainly, "Cousin, this little ghost is afraid that he has a fire-based spiritual root. ”

When the words fell, before Ling Xi was surprised, the blacksmith in front of him was already stunned.

The old father's hands trembled with excitement, and he couldn't wake up no matter how Lin Ziming called him.

After a long time, Blacksmith Lin had red eyes and knelt down in front of Ling Xi and Ling Feng.

"I, Lin Blacksmith, have been working on iron all my life, and my dream is to become a forger all my life, but I don't have spiritual power, I don't want me and my mother to be mortals, but I gave birth to a son with spiritual roots! What an ancestral apparition! ”

"Ask the city lord to take my son in, he will definitely work hard to cultivate."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Lin Ziming to kneel again.

"Ziming, quickly kowtow to the city lord, and ask the city lord to take you to the door."

"City Lord, please take in Ziming, Ziming must cultivate hard!"

Ling Xi hurriedly asked people to get up: "You guys get up quickly, since this is the case, Ling Feng, you will take him back to the City Lord's Mansion for testing, and if he has a spiritual root, he will be admitted to the City Lord's Mansion." It's just ......"

"Just what?"

Blacksmith Lin's father and son looked at Ling Xi worriedly, for fear that Ling Xi would regret it.