Chapter 35: The Nature of Misfortune (1)

The insect looked like a cicada but was definitely not a cicada, it had wings, legs, and the size of an egg, but it was transparent. If it weren't for that chirp, Yang Peng would have thought it was a cicada carved from crystal!

"Spiritual Gu Cicada!"

The tall young man shook the insect in his hand at Yang Peng, and smug on his cheeks again: "Haven't you seen it?" ”

Yang Peng nodded.

He really hadn't seen it.

"You can absorb people's spiritual power, bite each other, and only a hundred can mature such a one. The tall young man briefly introduced, pointing to the God Refining Furnace on the ground, "This furnace is also a treasure, which can refine the spiritual power in the body of this Spirit Gu Cicada." ”

"Let's refin. Hearing this, Yang Peng hugged his arms, "You just swallowed it alive, how much spiritual power can you get?"

"Turtle!"

The tall boy cursed, and without saying anything else, he opened the lid of the stove and threw the worm directly into it.

"Buzz!"

The God Refining Furnace let out a soft sound. I saw that the upper part of the mesh began to rotate. At this turn, Yang Peng saw clearly, it turned out that the furnace was two layers of copper walls, and there were meshes on the inside and outside, but they were rotating in opposite directions.

"Whew!"

With a soft sound, a pale blue flame erupted between the two copper walls. The flame was not big, it was like a mist.

"Squeak, squeak......" The spiritual Gu cicada in the furnace kept chirping.

In a moment, a milky white, pinky finger-thick, curling cloud of spiritual power wafted out from the top of the stove.

Although that spiritual power is not coarse, it is continuous, and if you let a tall boy continue to suck like this, it won't take long to recover from it, which is much faster than natural recovery!

The tall young man glanced at Yang Peng, "Earth turtle, I can tell you that I only need to refine one-third of the spiritual power in this Gu worm, and I can control that divine hammer again!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched his head forward, and a faint whirlpool of water appeared in the hall of his eyebrows, sucking the wisp of smoke like milky white mist there.

The mist swirled around with the whirlpool before entering the hall.

"Whew!"

The tall young man breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the surprised Yang Peng, "If you can force me to this job, you can do your best, and you have the ability!"

After speaking, he began to concentrate on absorbing the mist that had been refined.

"You stupid big black, you still want to make a comeback?"

This time it's really Yang Peng's turn not to be calm. He cursed in his heart, then clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "This is really the answer to that sentence: If you don't die, you won't die! You have to force out my son's bad housekeeping skills! However, if my son's family background is revealed, you will have to shed your skin if you don't die!"

He now has an eyebrow to comprehend the hammer move, but if the tall boy also recovers his mental strength, it will be a tie at most.

This is not what he wants.

So he had to first put this tall boy down, cripple, lie down, or even die!

Thinking in his heart, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and then he turned to the king weapon, but said with a smile: "Wang weapon, can you tell me the twelve-style forging technique you just talked about!"

Whether it's down, crippled, or lying down on the tall boy, or whether he continues to comprehend the hammer method, he needs time. He wanted the king master to buy him a little time by explaining the 12-style forging technique.

In the council hall, the night pearl still glows with snow-white light.

On the ground, the "Earth Wrapper" was throwing pieces of pure gold, only an inch square, into the furnace. What he threw in this time was two materials. Obviously, while smelting iron ingots for Yang Peng, one was also prepared for the tall boy.

If Yang Peng really has a magic hammer, then this gambling fight will require a tall boy to smash another hammer.

It was also a tie.

The beast soul Bodhi will definitely not be able to get it, and the ancient beast blood is also hanging, but fortunately, a hundred elixirs will not be lost, and it can be regarded as some comfort.

What's more important is that the face of Tianshu Academy will not be lost to them.

But his mouth was muttering and scolding his mother: "Mother's egg, the turtle also has a magic hammer? It doesn't make sense! It must be the king's weaponist, he took it out to show off!"

"Hmph, what kind of ability is it to show off other people's hammers!"

Here, the royal artifact master was also secretly scolding in his heart: "I'm not a tendon who is cheap, but I am mixed with this disaster." This time, it's okay, there is a magic hammer hidden in the pocket, and in less than three days, all the masters of Dongshun Kingdom will have to know, where to hide!"

Suddenly, when he heard Yang Peng calling him, he was stunned.

"Don't talk about it!"

Yang Peng was also stunned, "What is crazy about this royal weaponist?I have been cooperating very tacitly, why did I suddenly ......" Then he thought of the key to the matter, so he smiled again, "Royal weaponist, whose hand is the magic hammer, I will know if I will hit it in a while?"

"yes!"

"Smack!"

The king artifact master directly gave himself a "crisp", which was quite loud: "Tem, why am I so stupid!" Yang Peng let the pure gold iron ingot be smelted, and he will always take out the hammer after a while. As soon as you take it out, everyone will know about it, why am I so stupid?"

So I was in a good mood.

"Hehe," the king master who was in a good mood smiled, "Xiaoyou, let me talk about the 12-style forging technique again, no problem!"

Just talk about it.

The folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish": "Forging, Xiaoye also." To quench gold into the fire and hammer it is forging!"

It is also a "snap" to close the folding fan, turn the hand upside down, hold your head high, and take a step: "Forging is divided into three types of 12 techniques, namely: smashing, beating, pressing, grinding, knocking, pointing, kneading, punching, beating, hanging, booming, splitting. ”

"Are you still in the mood to listen to his nonsense here?

In Yang Peng's mind, Ji Weng muttered dissatisfiedly, "If this gamble is tied, that bullshit city lord will also have the possibility of taking back that bottle of beast blood......! And your patriarch can't do it!"

"No, I have your capital to press the bottom of the box!" Yang Peng grinned casually.

"You...... You're not going to tell me out, are you?"

When he heard this, he was anxious, "I'll tell you, even if you shake me out, I won't give you a magic hammer!

"I can't tell!"

Yang Peng said in a long voice, "The rabbit is in a hurry and bites! If I lose, not only will the ancient beast blood and the beast soul Bodhi have to go to that goods, but also how can I, the patriarch, and my entire Yang clan still behave in this Bow City? I just don't think about myself, but also for the patriarch and my entire Yang clan, right?"

"So, you'd better get ready and obediently take out a magic hammer. Everyone, don't always think that I'm dead, you can find someone else!"

"Threat! naked threat!"

The machine man roared, "Woe, I won't get on your thief ship! Hammer, don't even think about it!"

"You call me 'woe' too?hee-hee, but I sound better than that bullshit 'palace master'. Yes, I will call it that way in the future! But it's not in vain, I'm going to let you see today whether my name of 'calamity' is in vain!"

"These twelve forging techniques have been passed down from generation to generation by our smiths, who have created countless masters and countless divine weapons!"

When it comes to pride, you can't help but dance with your hands and saliva flying, and you will feel like you are falling into the sky.

If you want to say that this king is a master, the master is an unknown person, in fact, he can't teach him anything, and he can become a two-star master in making weapons, which naturally has an opportunity, but it is all based on his own efforts.

But in the end, as the tall boy said, he was born in a "wild road" and was not taken seriously in the capital, so he came to this city to eat.

Now I am in a good mood, and my mouth is like a river.

With the folding fan in his hand and the square step open, he unconsciously hung up the schoolbag in this important military place: "12 kinds of forging techniques, heavy hammer for smashing, light hammer for beating; first light and then heavy is pressing, and down according to the situation is grinding; small hammer is for knocking, and sharp hammer is penetrating for point; shore water caress sand, circulates and repeats, and kneades also; big waves brush rocks, never return, rushing; ringing like a bell, hanging on the shallow surface, blasting into the vessel, splitting solid gold!"

"Good!"

Yang Peng was the first to say the word "good" and took the lead in applauding, "What a 'ringing like a bell'!"

The king is also a cow in the Bow City, and people usually can't stammer. With Yang Peng taking the lead, the applause in the conference hall was naturally thunderous, and the sound of "good" shook the sky.

It's very lively.

In the face of such a battle, the king master continued to pace with square steps under his feet, the folding fan in his hand opened and closed, and continued to hang his schoolbag like a river.

But people didn't pay attention, and the "leader" suddenly fell silent.

At the moment when Yang Peng's word "good" came out, his brows furrowed, "Huh?" first paused, and then his eyes dimmed and pondered.

Now Yang Peng's clapping hands stopped in front of his chest, his smiling face was even more frozen, and even the mouth shape of the word "good" was retained.

It's like you're petrified!

However, the petrification was only instantaneous, and finally, "I see!" came out of his mouth with a vague understanding.

This sentence of self-talk also made Yang Peng recover instantly.

The paused palms continued to applaud, "snapping", the smile on his face continued to ripple, and the praise was in full bloom, and even the lip shape was restored, and the word "good" burst out again......

But now, if there is such a careful person who has been paying attention to Yang Peng, then he will definitely find that on Yang Peng's face at this time, the gloomy cloud that has been hidden behind the smile has completely disappeared, and has been replaced by a sunny day from the bottom of his heart.

In that clear sky, there is a greater confidence than before!

It is conceivable that just this moment of change, Yang Peng has completed a transformation of himself!

Just when the first word "good" came out, Yang Peng's mind suddenly flashed with a bright light.

That flash was very fast, but it was instantly caught by Yang Peng, who had been secretly comprehending a few hammer moves, as if he suddenly had an epiphany from the sentence "ringing like a bell".

"Hehe, it turns out that this is the original meaning of 'ringing like a bell'...... The ancient artifact clan will not deceive me!"

Now Yang Peng clapped his hands in his hands, but he said it in his heart, and nodded again and again. When his eyes met the king weaponry who was talking like a river, he praised the word "good" after repeating the words: "Amazing!"

I don't know if he is praising the king artifact master for being powerful, or if he just realized that the "ringing like a bell" is powerful!

Maybe it's a pun.

Yang Peng's gaze looked at the tall boy again, "Hehe, it's actually quite calm, and you still have the leisure to replenish your mental power?"

His idea was a bit unsatisfactory.

What the king master recites is the recipe for the maker, and it is not a secret in the world of artifact. The tall boy and the others are disciples of the Heavenly Pivot Academy's Instrument Hall, so it is not unusual for them to naturally recite this mantra.

I want to use this method to make the tall boy's heart flutter, but it doesn't work.

"Dang!"

Just when the thunderous applause and the tide of the word "good" stopped, suddenly, a hammer sounded, and the sound shook the sky and was extraordinarily loud.

The others were not very good, but they were shocked by the "Earth Baotian" who was adding earth fire rock firebombs to the fire chamber here, and the handsome young man who was protecting the Dharma for the tall teenager over there.

They raised their eyes, but they saw Yang Peng hammering the anvil.

"What are you doing?" the handsome young man shouted angrily, "My eldest brother is absorbing spiritual power at a critical moment, and you want to surprise him out of ......"

Speaking of this, he immediately closed his mouth and glared at Yang Peng fiercely.

"Huh!"

Yang Peng smiled, "Isn't it, is it? Your eldest brother is just that little concentration?" After speaking, the sledgehammer smashed the anvil, and there was another "dang" sound.

"Hmm! louder!"

In his head, the voice of the machine came again, "This method is good! That thing's mental power is extremely weak now, and it is when it is extremely sensitive to external stimuli, but its resistance is extremely low. Take advantage of his illness and kill him! Or you can just go up and smash his brain with a hammer!"

There is still a bit of violence in this device.

Yang Peng ignored the stubble. Rioting and killing people is not what he is going to do now!

So he turned his head, "Only the king master said, there was no actual exercise, and everyone still didn't understand." Anyway, there's iron ingots in the furnace now, and everyone is fine......"

When he said this, he turned to the handsome young man, "Didn't you just want me to smash those twelve hammer anvils?

After saying that, the sledgehammer slammed the anvil again.

The hammer sound is melodious and loud.

"You're going to die!" the handsome boy grinded his teeth, "I know you kid has bad intentions!

"Let him smash it, I just want to see what this kid is capable of!"

Suddenly, the tall boy opened his eyes, and after this burst of continuous absorption of the refined spiritual power, his expression was already a little better than just now.

But obviously, the speed at which the God Refining Furnace refined the Spirit Gu Cicada was not fast, and his recovery speed was also slow.

"Hehe, congratulations on your recovery. Yang Peng smiled, "But you spirit Gu Cicada doesn't seem to be very good, it's too slow." If I give it a hammer and smash it directly, won't all the mental power burst out at once?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward with a hammer.