After Ye Mo left the bamboo forest, he went straight to the Forging Pavilion.

The Forging Pavilion is a place where all kinds of weapons are forged, and the fog used by a considerable number of people inside the Nirvana Gate is from the hands of the Forging Pavilion, and the pavilion master of the Forging Pavilion is Wu Ming, one of the elders of the Nirvana Gate, who has not seen this person when Ye Mode has seen the Nirvana Gate Master before, so he doesn't know who this Wu Ming is, and even the name is only heard.

Ye Mo didn't think that with his current 'status', he could get any good weapons from the Forging Pavilion, even if he wanted it, he had to ask others to give it, but he had his own way.

After walking alone for a stick of incense, Ye Mo finally came to the Forging Pavilion, and when he looked at the gate of this magnificent and atmospheric Forging Pavilion, Ye Mo sensed that this place was filled with a thick fire attribute vitality for a while, Ye Mo was stunned at first, and then suddenly suddenly.

The forging must have fire, and since this place is the forging pavilion, of course, there will be a strong fire attribute vitality filling this place.

Ye Mohun didn't care, so he entered the gate of the Forging Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a clanging sound coming from inside, Ye Mo's spiritual power was swept away, and he 'saw' that in the forging pavilion, there were a large number of disciples who were waving the forging hammer in their hands and beating the 'iron pimple' in their hands, Ye Mo didn't know anything about forging tools, so he didn't think it was good-looking, so he withdrew his spiritual power.

Ye Mo looked around, and saw that there was a disciple in the hall who was wiping the blade in his hand, this person was not very old, only a teenager, Ye Mo walked up.

"This brother, I don't know if your Martial Pavilion Master is here?" Ye Mo asked with a smile.

"Martial Pavilion Master?" the disciple raised his head.

"Hey, talk well, who is your brother, do you want to let Senior Brother know?" said the disciple with a blank face.

"Stone Room, Senior Brother, is the Martial Pavilion Master here?" Ye Mo didn't bother with this person, and asked with a smile.

"What are you looking for our Pavilion Master? The Pavilion Master is very busy and doesn't have time to see you, besides, do you think that the Pavilion Master can be seen by anyone? Hurry up and go, don't bother me to wipe the blade." The disciple waved his hand impatiently and continued to wipe the blade in his hand.

"Are you sure you want me to leave?" Ye Mo smiled playfully.

"Hurry up, don't bother me!" the disciple said without raising his head.

"Okay, don't regret it!" Ye Mo smiled. Immediately, he took a deep breath and drank heavily.

"Wu Ming, come out and see you!"

This shout was not loud, it was extremely loud, and it was heard from a long distance.

In the depths of the Forge Pavilion, a shirtless man was intently wielding the giant hammer in his hand, hammering an unknown palm-sized iron block placed on the forging table, and suddenly, a loud shout reached his ears.

"Wu Ming, come out and see you!"

The voice echoed through the small chamber before it dissipated.

"Looking for me?" Wu Ming was puzzled, then put down the giant hammer in his hand, and his figure flashed, and he had already left the secret room.

in the hall.

"Boy, are you crazy, you are shouting so loudly that you don't want to die, and even calling our Martial Pavilion Master's name in public, it is really a great rebellion!" The disciple who wiped the blade before stood up and angrily pointed at Ye Mo and reprimanded loudly.

"Didn't I say before that I came to find the Martial Pavilion Master, you didn't tell me where he was, since you didn't tell me, then of course I had to shout!" Ye Mo didn't care about this disciple's attitude.

"Who, who's shouting here?" At this moment, several men in short sleeves walked out of the hall and came to Ye Mo.

"Is it that you are shouting our master's name loudly?hmm, I remember, you seem to be called Ye Mo, although you have some ability, but you should not be in my forging pavilion, let alone shout our master's name, I order you to kowtow quickly and admit your mistake, we can spare your life, otherwise, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!" The man who took the lead said with an angry face on his face.

"Yes, it is really a great evil to not know how to respect the teacher, and to catch a cold and annoy our master, so quickly kowtow and admit your mistakes, otherwise you will not be able to walk out of this gate!"

Ye Mo's eyes slowly turned cold, and he looked at the few people in front of him coldly, "I want to see how you guys made me unable to get out of this gate!"

As soon as Ye Mo finished speaking, several people blocked Ye Mo's way.

"Okay, since you are so ignorant, then you can't blame me!" Ye Mo said indifferently.

"Up!" The leader gave an order, and several people around Ye Mo attacked Ye Mo.

Among these people, except for the one who led the way, who was in the Leaping Heaven Realm, the rest were all third-level cultivators in the Qi Gathering Realm, and in the face of these 'low-level' martial artists, Ye Mo couldn't directly raise his interest in doing it.

Ye Mo directly suppressed his spirit, and the few people around him instantly collapsed on the ground, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

"You...... The ......man in the lead was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he couldn't even speak.

"You...... What did you do to them?" The leading man looked at the few juniors who fell to the ground and their fate was unknown, and he panicked for a moment.

"Don't worry, I didn't do anything to them, they just fainted! With your cultivation of leaping into the sky, you can't stop me, why don't we calm down, sit down, drink tea and chat, and wait for the arrival of the Martial Pavilion Master, what do you say?" Ye Mo smiled again.

"You...... How can you see the Pavilion Master?" said the disciple with a fierce expression.

"Hehe, I said that if I see it, I must see it, otherwise it will ......"

"What would happen otherwise?" A voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Ye Mo's words.

Ye Mo responded to the prestige and found that a shirtless man with red hair came out of the inner door.

"Dare to ask if this is the Master of the Wuming Martial Pavilion?" Ye Mo took two steps forward and asked with his fists clenched.

When this person appeared, Ye Mo's spiritual power had already discovered that the other party was an existence in the realm of life and death, so Ye Mo's attitude was very respectful, and he did not slack off in the slightest.

"That's right, I'm Wu Ming, and you're the one who shouted loudly in this hall?" Wu Ming asked with a frown.

"Kid Ye Mo, I came to the Forging Pavilion to receive a weapon on the order of Elder Qin Ye! I was stopped by all the senior brothers just now, and it was really helpless to shout loudly, and I hope that the master of the Martial Pavilion will not blame the boy for his abrupt crime. Ye Mo hugged his fists again.

"Elder Qin Ye?" Wu Ming was shocked.

"Do you have a token?" Wu Ming asked in a deep voice after changing his previous indifferent attitude.