"Let's go, go to Elder Yu tomorrow to get the spirit grass liquid, don't come here again to disturb me. ”

The turtle totem is a slow beast road.

It also breathed a sigh of relief, and the little lizard used its name to serve the spirit grass liquid from the alchemy pharmacy.

Although it was not afraid of anyone in the Water Cloud Cave Heaven, if it wanted to fight with all the Qi practitioners in the Water Cloud Cave Heaven, it would not be willing to do evil.

After the Qi Practitioner from the Miscellaneous Service Department left, Mu Feng packed three hundred bottles of Spirit Grass Liquid and handed it to Gu E, asking him to bring it to Elder Yu.

He didn't hand over all the remaining spirit grass liquid, and left dozens of bottles for himself, anyway, he became a wicked person, so why bother to try his best to be hypocritical.

The next day, the Qi Practitioners received the Spirit Grass Liquid, but this time the amount of Spirit Grass Liquid was less than half.

Under Elder Yu's best efforts to appease, the Spirit Grass Liquid incident finally subsided.

But Mu Feng knew that the spirit grass in the secret territory had been eaten up by the little lizard.

There is no follow-up spirit grass in the Water Cloud Cave Heaven that can be used, and after these three bottles of spirit grass liquid are used up, there will be no spirit grass liquid available.

At that time, Shuiyun Dongtian's Qi cultivation will definitely be dissatisfied, and he will be attacked by him, this is a headache for him.

"Elder Yu halved the amount of Spirit Grass Liquid distributed, then these three hundred bottles of Spirit Grass Liquid would be enough to last for six months. ”

Mu Feng was calculating, he was calculating the time that the spirit grass liquid could be used.

Within six months, he would either solve the problem of the Spirit Grass Liquid, or he would have to leave the target.

There is no Jiazi in cultivation, and the year is unknown in the mountains.

Two months have passed, and Mu Feng has insisted on wearing weight-bearing protective gear to refine his body and boil himself for the past two months.

From the beginning when he could only walk slowly, to now he is running on Shuiyun Peak, this kind of running speed is not slow, not urgent, and calm.

Mu Feng ran to the door of the handyman's room, and he stopped.

"I've been running for more than 500 miles, and it's time to do that. ”

He took out two hammers, one large and one small, from his residence, and a faint glint flashed in his eyes.

The little lizard was crawling on the back of the turtle to bask in the sun, and it lazily opened its eyes and closed them slowly.

No matter what amazing moves Mu Feng makes, in the eyes of this old antique, there is nothing new to speak of.

After countless years, it has seen too many great worlds and heroes of various races, and it is not optimistic about Mu Feng, a human race with average qualifications.

It just wants to enjoy this rare time of freedom now. If Mu Feng falls, it will have to return to the green bronze and never see the light of day.

I don't know when I will meet the next "unlucky guy" and let it have another free time.

The little lizard has been living for eternity, and has been trying to break free from the shackles of green copper since it woke up.

When it saw the fall of the Enlightenment Tree, in addition to the sighs at the beginning, now its state of mind is becoming more and more enlightened, which is a deeper enlightenment.

Mu Feng came outside the house with a double hammer in his hand. The sledgehammer in his hand is 300 catties, and the small hammer is also 200 catties.

This is a heavy hammer specially forged by Mu Feng, and the size of Mu Ze's iron hammer together is less than the weight of one of his small hammers.

He swung the hammer slowly in his hand, and suddenly the sledgehammer fell, smashing on the iron felt, making an earth-shattering sound.

"Bell, bell!"

Mu Feng showed a satisfied look in his eyes, and the thousand-pound weight-bearing protective gear on his body, plus more than five hundred catties of this double hammer, weighed more than 1,500 catties.

With a weight of 1,500 catties, this has reached the limit of an ordinary qi practitioner, and he has not yet opened up a qi spring.

"His milk..."Wang Tong rolled off the rocking chair, and he reached out to pick up the feather fan on the ground, and was about to break it and scold.

Suddenly, he retracted his hand and covered his mouth with his mouth, and did not pick up his beloved feather fan.

"I almost cursed, if I let that kid hear it, maybe I will make little shoes to wear. Wang Tong muttered.

He was taking a nap in the rocking chair, and his residence was very close to Mu Feng, so the voice came over for the first time.

The sound of striking iron was loud and sudden, and it scared him unprepared.

"This kid is so annoying, and he is striking iron here again, disturbing my dreams. The little lizard lifted an eyelid and muttered discontentedly.

"Lord Xiaolong, there is no rough embryo on that piece of cold iron, why do you always say that he is striking iron. The turtle totem was puzzled.

"Little turtle, I said that he was striking iron, but am I not right?" said the little lizard curiously.

"Lord Xiaolong, it's my old dazzled eyes that I saw it wrong, he is indeed striking iron. This iron is so good, it's really good. ”

The turtle totem is embarrassed, how can it ask the little lizard questions, isn't this obviously looking for abuse?

Since last month, Mu Feng has been studying the art of striking iron, and this is not accidental, but the little lizard said that he did not have enough weight when he trained, and it would be good if he brought a double hammer.

Qu Chaofeng gave him Luo Yanbu to practice qi to cultivate, and he couldn't cultivate now.

He can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but the cultivation exercises inside are also aimed at qi practitioners.

All of a sudden, he, a mortal of Shuiyun Peak, really couldn't find a suitable martial art to cultivate.

Therefore, Mu Feng could only ponder his iron-striking skills.

Iron felts are needed to strike iron, but there are no such mundane things on Shuiyun Peak.

At first, he replaced the iron felt with mountain stones, but where could the mountain stones withstand the blow of the iron hammer.

Mu Feng practiced iron-striking on Shuiyun Peak wantonly, and wherever there was a suitable stone, he went there to practice iron-striking skills.

Time passed day by day, and where Mu Feng passed, the mountains and rocks disappeared one by one, and there were some things in these mountains and rocks that Shuiyun Peak practitioners were meditating.

These qi practitioners were naturally so angry that they wanted to slap Mu Feng away like a fly.

But after they saw the turtle totem following behind Mu Feng, not only could they not be angry, but they also had to salute the turtle totem with a respectful look on their faces.

Such a big movement naturally caused the dissatisfaction of many qi practitioners, but they were taken by the majesty of the turtle and the totem, and they did not dare to trouble Mu Feng.

Shuiyun Peak was originally a place for the cultivation of the immortals, and this kind of place should have been a place for the cultivation of the Xia Xia and the meditation.

And Mu Feng's actions were completely like the rivers and lakes of the martial arts in the market, which made the group of qi practitioners stunned.

They all felt sorry for Shui Yunfeng, and privately sighed why Shui Yunfeng would accept such a strange person.

is obviously a miscellaneous servant, not only does he not have to do miscellaneous affairs, but on the contrary, he has made Shui Yunfeng a miasma, which has damaged the pure cultivation heart of some qi practitioners.

However, the two elders of Qi Peak Lord and Ge Yu still didn't care about this matter, which made the Qi practitioners of Shui Yun Peak even more angry, and a few people had already walked out of Shui Yun Peak and gone to the other three peaks.

What's even more infuriating is that the turtle and E totem actually asked Qi Feng to ask for a piece of cold iron a few zhang in size.

This piece of cold iron weighs no less than tens of thousands of catties, and the turtle totem carried the cold iron to the outside of Mufeng's house, and put it down with a bang, this is a super-large iron felt.

"Mu Feng, this piece of iron felt is good, you can show your skills. The little lizard's eyes lit up, and he gave Mu Feng an encouraging look.

"Little turtle, you did a good job, Uncle Long has a reward. The little lizard said to the turtle totem.

Since then, the sound of "bell-bell-bell" will sound from time to time on Shuiyun Peak.

"This damn handyman is striking iron again. ”

A qi practitioner woke up from his meditation, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the sudden sound of striking iron almost made him go crazy.

"It's really time for me to leave Shuiyun Peak, this Shuiyun Peak has been defiled by the people of the market, and it is no longer the dojo of the immortal family. ”

Another older Lian Qi opened his eyes, his eyes were carefree, and he said slowly.

"I've had enough, I've had enough, I can't afford to hide from it. ”

A qi practitioner rushed out of the cultivation place and fled from Shuiyun Peak as if flying.

"Elder Yu, Senior Brother Zhang, he went down the mountain. I should have gone to other peaks. ”

A qi practitioner ran to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and said to Elder Yu.

"This is the first Qi practitioner to run away this month?"

Elder Yu sat on the Yu futon, his brows furrowed slightly, obviously this was not the first time he had heard this kind of news.

"Not counting Senior Brother Zhang, who just left, there are already four junior brothers this month, and five senior brothers have gone down the mountain. According to Xiao Zhufeng's report, four people went to them.

According to Jin Yangfeng's report, three people went to them. According to Yuan Yaofeng's report, two female junior sisters went to them.

Our Shuiyun Peak has the most Qi practitioners, originally there were more than 20 people, but now there are only about 10 people left. ”

The qi practitioner who came to report said with a look.

"Alright, I see, you go down. ”

Elder Yu slowly closed his eyes, there was no sadness or joy on his face, and he couldn't see what kind of thoughts he was thinking.

"Then I'll go, Elder Yu. ”

The qi practitioner whispered, but he was sighing in his heart, it seemed that the rumor that Mu Feng was the illegitimate son of Lord Qi Feng was confirmed.

Otherwise, the Qi cultivators of Shui Yunfeng were almost gone, why didn't the Qi Peak Lord come forward to deal with the culprit. Only biological sons will have such treatment.

Shuiyun Peak was originally a place of Qing cultivation, but now it has been made into a miasma by the illegitimate son of Lord Qi Feng, and I am afraid that the future will be even more difficult.

"It seems that Shuiyun Peak can't stay, I'll go to other peaks too. ”

The Qi Practitioner thought so, but he was reluctant to leave Shui Yun Peak, mainly because of Elder Yu in front of him.

Elder Yu treats the Qi practitioners of Shui Yunfeng very well, and he often preaches and receives karma, answering questions. He had respect for Elder Yu from the bottom of his heart.

The Qi Practitioner went and returned, and he returned to the Scripture Pavilion again, and he made a decision for his own cultivation path.

"Xiaotian, why are you back again. Elder Yu said in surprise.

"Elder Yu, I want to go to Xiaozhu Peak to have a look. The Qi Practitioner bowed respectfully to Elder Yu three times, then turned around and walked out.

"Hey, it's time to talk to Lord Qi Feng. If this continues, Shuiyun Peak will disperse. ”

After that Qi Practitioner left, Elder Yu stood up and walked in the direction of the main hall of Shuiyun Peak.

Mu Feng didn't know that his practice of iron-striking skills would have such a big impact on Shui Yunfeng.

He was now concentrating on striking iron, without a furnace, without a rough embryo. Only the sledgehammer and hammer in his hand and the giant iron felt beside him.

The sledgehammer and the sledgehammer swung slowly in his hands, and what he was now practicing was the method of striking iron in the last three pictures depicted in the animal skin.

He traced the trajectory of the face over and over again in his mind. Trying to do the same.

He always felt that the iron-striking technique in the last three pictures was not simple.

It wasn't just Mu Ze or the sledgehammer he used to hit it three times and the sledgehammer he used to hit it three more times.

On the surface, this simple three-fold three-hammer method is much more clever than that of ordinary blacksmiths.

"Bell, bell!"

The small hammer in Mu Feng's hand fell on the iron felt again, making a crisp sound.

He then closed his eyes and pondered, savoring how he felt after the hammer.

If there is no result for a long time, he will drop the sledgehammer again, close his eyes again and meditate on the experience.

In this way, he believed that he would eventually be able to understand a trace of mystery in the depiction of animal skins.

And he found that since he started practicing ironfighting, his body's strength has increased much faster than when he practiced weight-bearing exercises, which made him more obsessed with learning ironfighting.

"Lord Xiaolong, you asked me to tell Xiao Qizi to leave Mu Feng's affairs alone, and I have already done so. Can you give me back a little bit of Beast Element?"

Seeing that the little lizard was in a good mood, the turtle totem took the opportunity to ask.

"Hmm, what did you say, little turtle?"

"Lord Xiaolong, please give me a trace of beast yuan. At the beginning, my beast yuan was mixed and impure, and it could be collected by your old man, that was my creation. ”

The turtle totem was drenched in cold sweat, and it was the temper of the little lizard of Mo Qing.

Gotta boast, gotta boast! gotta beg, gask shamelessly!

"Little turtle, you've done a good job. Uncle Long, my rewards and punishments are clear, you should be rewarded!"

The little lizard spat out a wet cyclone from its mouth, and this cyclone had a faint golden thread.

The turtle totem was overjoyed, his nostrils fluttered violently, and he inhaled the cyclone into his abdomen.

"Ahh Little turtle, eat slowly, you are so energetic, you almost sucked your Uncle Long away. ”

The little lizard was dissatisfied. However, after its eyes looked at Mu Feng, the corners of its mouth showed a wicked smile:

"Boy, toss. Toss hard, and collapse the broken place where the bird doesn't.

In this way, Uncle Long can go to other places to play. ”