Standing respectfully next to Cao Zinuo and Huaikong, the mud bodhisattva cautiously looked at the fragments of heavenly sins on the ground from time to time, as well as Cao Zinuo who was standing there with a cold face.

"Count him, count his relatives, count himself."

Cao Zinuo pointed at Huaikong and said coldly, the martial arts of the Iron Gate are nothing, but the forging technique of the Iron Gate is unparalleled in the world, originally the peerless sword needs three kinds of blood to open the seal, and now the broken waves obviously do not meet the requirements, then, I am afraid that the peerless good sword still needs the help of Huaikong or the Iron God to open the front.

This world has become more and more strange, Cao Zinuo does not know how long his prophetic preconception can continue, or, one day, when all the familiarity disappears, then, the only thing he can rely on is his own strength, as well as Fengyun and Tianxiahui.

And Fengyun, although he was guided by him to become stronger faster than the original work, but he also lost the tempering of the original work.

He doesn't even know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, in the short term, the current Fengyun is strong enough, but in the long run, it is still a mystery.

Therefore, if it is possible, it is better to continue to hold the peerless sword that Bu Jingyun relies on in the original book.

Under Cao Zinuo's order, the mud bodhisattva took out a few ancient coins from his bosom, and at this time, he had no way to make more preparations, and he didn't even have time to inquire or anything.

It's just that, for the sake of his own life, the mud bodhisattva also took out his greatest ability, and several ancient coins were quickly thrown away by the mud bodhisattva.

Immediately, he looked at Huaikong's face from time to time, and according to the direction where Huaikong was standing at this time, he kept turning, calculating, and fiddling.

Beads of sweat came out of the mud bodhisattva's forehead and slid down his head, and this time the fortune-telling cost him more than when he counted Xiongba that day.

After all, Xiongba had prepared countless tools he needed at that time. At this time, his only tools are a few ancient coins, and the rest is completely up to him.

However, fortunately, the mud bodhisattva is also worthy of being the first god in the rivers and lakes. After working for a long time, the mud bodhisattva finally figured out something, and he looked up at Huaikong.

"The place you come from is a large island, which is full of living creatures, although this island is in the middle of the sea, but the fire attribute is extremely strong, if you are not mistaken, the place where you came out should be to make a living by smelting iron, not striking, but smelting iron."

The mud bodhisattva opened his mouth for sure. Although there are words such as if there is no miscalculation, anyone can hear the confidence in his words, and it is clear that he definitely does not have the slightest intention of thinking that he has miscalculated.

Huaikong nodded indifferently, although the mud bodhisattva was extremely accurate. But there is a Cao Zinuo in front of him, since Cao Zinuo can recognize the blade in his hand and know his master Iron God, then it is possible that the mud bodhisattva heard about him from somewhere.

"You have been lonely since you were a child, and you only have one brother to rely on for your life, but your brother's ambition is too high. I'm afraid that the relationship with you is not harmonious, and it should have caused some damage to you, but you and the noble person in Brother Ling's life seem to be more inclined to you. ”

The mud bodhisattva continued to speak, but he slowly explained most of Huaikong's life trajectory when he was a child.

Nothing too specific though. However, it is generally the same as the original book in Cao Zinuo's memory, and at this time, even Cao Zinuo's eyes also showed a slightly surprised look, and the mud bodhisattva's physiognomy was really shocked.

It's just that. Immediately, Cao Zinuo couldn't help but burst into ecstasy, that is, he wanted the mud bodhisattva to be so magical, otherwise how could he rescue Xiaoxue.

Cao Zinuo was surprised and delighted here, but over there, Huaikong's expression gradually became sad, the Iron God was already in a state of captivity, so wouldn't the person who let him come out to find the peerless sword was the Iron God disguised by others.

Many of the things that the mud bodhisattva said were known to only a few people, and so far Huaikong had no doubts about the mud bodhisattva's words.

It's just that, then a wave of fury has poured out of Huaikong's heart, the iron god has an accident and has been imprisoned, how can he endure it, at the moment, Huaikong is waiting to turn around and go down the mountain, rush back as fast as possible, and rescue the iron god.

It's just that without waiting for Huaikong to turn around, Cao Zinuo's hand has been pressed on Huaikong's shoulder, although Huaikong is also a genius, but where can the internal force compare to Cao Zinuo, being pressed like this, suddenly he can't even lift his feet.

"You will only kill the Iron God if you go back like this, or you think you can subdue the person who imprisoned the Iron God in an instant, without the sin of heaven."

Cao Zinuo's voice sounded in a low voice, and Huaikong's face suddenly changed, indeed, there is only one person who can disguise the Iron God to that extent, and when it is the turn of martial arts, the Iron Slaughter is still above the Iron God, even if there is a Heavenly Sin to help Huaikong, he may not be able to defeat the Iron Sin Slaughter, not to mention that the Heavenly Sin has been broken at this time.

"There will be a fully equipped workshop in the world, you can use it to repair the heavenly sins at any time, if you are a little more patient, the world will even a few of us can help you go back to save the Iron God, believe me, if there is a few of us to help, you will definitely be able to rescue the Iron God more smoothly."

Cao Zinuo's voice was extremely sincere, but Huaikong turned his face slightly and looked at Cao Zinuo with doubts.

"Why do you want to help me?"

Huaikong said in a deep voice, there is absolutely no free lunch in this world, although Huaikong has also helped others without purpose, but it is a casual thing, and rescuing the Iron God or something is no longer a casual thing, this is a matter of mobilizing the people.

Huaikong is not a conspiracy theorist, but he also does not believe that there is such a Virgin in this world.

"A peerless sword, that sword originally needed to be refined with the blood of the three poisons, but, unfortunately, there are no three poisonous people in the world now, so I need to use you, of course, I may not need your help, but I like to be ready for everything and leave a few more back roads."

Cao Zinuo said indifferently, although the peerless good sword in the original book is the blood of the three poisons, but the refined one does not seem to be a peerless good sword, but the real peerless good sword is the waste sword of countless peerless good swords refined by the Ao family for hundreds of years.

Step shocking clouds' tears, Cao Zinuo couldn't help but shake his head when he thought about it, will this world still cry, it will be difficult to think about it.

After saying a word, Cao Zinuo looked at Huaikong quietly, how to choose can only be decided by Huaikong, if it is cooperation, Cao Zinuo will naturally help Huaikong, but if he does not cooperate, Cao Zinuo does not mind killing Huaikong.

Seven weapons to slay the dragon, Emperor Shakti will start sooner or later, Cao Zinuo doesn't mind having more chips on this side, anyway, the Snow Drinking Sword and the Huolin Sword are already here, and the peerless sword is also ready to be snatched, if there is a heavenly sin, then, they have four kinds of seven weapons here.

At that time, as long as the combined martial arts of several people can fight against Emperor Shakti, they can ask for more in the battle of dragon slaying, and even if they have five masters on their side, it may not be impossible to obtain five dragon yuan.

"I believe in you."

Huaikong finally slowly spit out three words, and then he squatted down and began to carefully pick up the fragments of Heavenly Sin, in fact, Huaikong trusted Cao Zinuo more because Cao Zinuo actually shattered Heavenly Sin with one blow.

This heavenly sin is one of the highest achievements of the Iron Gate (the other is the heavenly tribulation), and in Huaikong's understanding, there is nothing in the world that can compete with it.

I never thought that Cao Zinuo would shatter the Heavenly Sin with just one sword, and that knife, at this point, Huaikong could already be sure that it was Guan Sheng's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, because apart from that knife, there was probably no knife in the world that could do it to this extent.

Huaikong was soft, Cao Zinuo nodded indifferently, and then pulled the mud bodhisattva towards the back, as for Huaikong, there were naturally broken waves and others to receive him, at this time, Cao Zinuo's mind was no longer affected by anything else.

Pulling the mud bodhisattva all the way, he soon arrived at the place where Cao Zinuo lived, which was still the highest place in the world, and it was one of the places where the original exclusive dormitory of the male lord was divided by the broken waves.

In the warm spring-like room baked by the earth fire and countless braziers and other heating equipment, Xiaoxue lay there with her eyes closed, Cao Zinuo pulled the mud bodhisattva to Xiaoxue's side, pointed at Xiaoxue and said coldly.

"Count her fate, see what her future path is, if it goes well, tell me when she will wake up, if it doesn't, tell me how to change her life to go well, I don't accept any other statement, you only have these two paths to choose."

Cao Zinuo's voice was extremely cold, and at this time, although the Qinglong Glaive Knife had been put away, Cao Zinuo's fierce momentum had not been restrained at all.

The mud bodhisattva trembled along Cao Zinuo's finger and looked at Xiaoxue, and suddenly, the mud bodhisattva's entire body trembled, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Again, again, really again."

The mud bodhisattva suddenly knelt down, and actually kowtowed to Cao Zinuo again and again, and he knocked so hard that the blood splashed in the place where he was broken, staining Cao Zinuo's trouser legs full of blood droplets.

"I can't calculate this girl's life, and I can't calculate it, please tell me about this girl, maybe I can know some things about this girl, maybe, I can help you solve some doubts."

The mud bodhisattva pleaded loudly, this guy who was greedy for life and afraid of death was extremely bold at this time, and he was also extremely afraid of death, Cao Zinuo could hear his forehead hitting the ground and making a dull sound, which was definitely a sound that could only be made by a strong impact.

In those movies and television in previous lives, some fight scenes often appeared grabbing a person's hair and hitting that person's head against a wall, table and other hard objects, which was about this kind of force, and the mud bodhisattva's kowtow at this time was obviously so excited that it was like committing suicide.