"Brother, there is a professional ware workshop in the city, how many pieces of soft armor do you need, we will order it for you, and the handling fee is free!" Ma Yuhao is very crisp. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thank you, Boss Ma!"

Ling Feng thanked him. Then the numbers are reported, as well as the body numbers of the players. In addition to Daha, one for each person.

In addition, he also wanted to ask the Ma family father and son to create an exclusive set of spirit soldiers for Qin Ke.

Qin Ke's Fazang skills are special, and they must be combined with weapons to exert their strongest power. It is a pity that there has been no use of weapons. This trip to the Holy City to create an exclusive spirit soldier for her is a plan that has been set a long time ago.

The father and son of the Ma family were very happy and nodded in agreement. However, when Qin Ke said the specific style and shape of the Moon Sword Star Ring, they looked embarrassed.

"It is already difficult to build a complete set of spirit soldiers, if you follow this girl's requirements, the matching degree of the sword ring is large, and the artifact workshop is ...... I'm afraid I won't take orders! ”

Ma Yuhao said. As for the reason, it is very simple, the master of the pottery workshop may not be able to create it.

"So what to do?" Qin Ke was disappointed.

Ling Feng saw it in his eyes, thought about it, and said to Ma Yuhao: "Please also ask Boss Ma to think of some way for us, after the matter is completed, Ling will definitely remember your favor!" ”

"Yes, in the future, as long as our blood wolf team has good things, all of them will be left to your family!" Jin Fugui immediately agreed.

"You guys have brought us a big deal for our father and son, can you help...... We'll definitely help! ”

Ma Yuhao's attitude is very clear. He thought for a moment and said, "I do know that there is such a person in the city, who will definitely be able to create a spirit soldier that meets your requirements, but ......"

"But what?" Ling Feng asked.

Ma Yuhao smiled bitterly: "This person's temper is very strange, oil and salt don't enter, just like the stones in the pit, stinky and hard!" ”

"Dad, are you talking about the old man of the sect in the west of the city?" The second child of the Ma family is sloppy interface.

"Who else but him!"

Ma Yu replied angrily. Then tell Ling Feng about this person.

Maybe for the sake of Ling Feng's situation that they were big customers, Ma Yuhao also revealed some things about the Holy City. It is said that the residents in the holy city are basically from one county, Surabaya County.

As for how they came to settle in the Holy City, Ma Yuhao was very strict in this regard, and did not disclose a word.

Since they are from the same county, they know their neighbors and know their roots. This guy who was called the old man by Ma Lao Er was a blacksmith in Surabaya County before the catastrophe, and his ancestors have been making iron for a living for generations.

After the catastrophe, this guy awakened to the treasure and has an extremely brilliant talent for refining. In terms of making spirit soldiers, even the master of the craft workshop is ashamed of himself.

I heard that the Maker had invited him to join more than once, but he was all refused. This old man has a very strange temper and is not social, and he knows all day long to strike iron in the shed he has built.

Occasionally, there were one or two spirit soldiers, all of which were top-of-the-line products. That is, the high-level spirit soldiers that the Holy City does not release to the outside world.

“…… Although the old man Zong's attainments are high, his temper is very strange, he has set the rules of three no-takes, he doesn't accept work if he doesn't like it, he doesn't take work if he is in a bad mood, and outsiders don't take work! ”

Ma Yu said this, looked at Ling Feng and said with a bitter smile: "You are obviously included in the scope of the three noes, so even if you go to him, the hope is very slim!" ”

"Boss Ma can't maneuver around it?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

Ma Yuhao shook his head: "This old guy won't give anyone face." ”

Speaking of this, the Ma family's father and son are obviously powerless and can't help. Ling Feng couldn't be reluctant, so he could only ask them to hurry up and send the Red Refining Python Skin to the Artifact Workshop as soon as possible.

As for Qin Ke's weapons, after thinking about it, Ling Feng still planned to take his companion to the west of the city to find that old man of the sect.

………………

"Everyone, walk slowly!"

"When you find the old man Zong, you can only ask for soft words, and you must not come hard!"

When leaving Jubao Zhai. The father and son of the Ma family sent each other warmly and told each other Chun Chun.

The soft armor that Ling Feng asked to make for him will be completed by tomorrow evening. They were outsiders and were allowed to stay in the city for no more than forty-eight hours, according to the rules of the Holy City.

Before this deadline, the Ma family father and son will try their best to complete it and order soft armor.

As for Qin Ke's weapons, they needed Ling Feng and them to figure out their own way.

The path has been pointed out, and it is in an alley to the west of the city. Ling Feng and his companions searched all the way. At noon, we finally arrived at our destination.

As soon as I came to the entrance of the alley, I heard the sound of 'clanging'. When I walked in, the alley was semi-closed, and a dilapidated iron shed appeared in front of me.

The fire is hot.

In the small shed, there were two shirtless men, one old and one young. The old man was in his sixties, with white hair and beard, and was thin and small, wielding a jet-black sledgehammer and constantly knocking on fiery red iron.

Each time, the force is full, and the sound of 'clanging' hammering is made.

The youngest is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is short to pull the bellows and lay his hands on the side.

The fire is scorching, and the temperature in the alley rises. Inside the shed, it was even hotter. This old and young man, shirtless and sweaty.

They looked dirty, just like ordinary blacksmiths before the cataclysm.

But it was the object of Ling Feng and others' special visit.

"This old man ...... It should be the right one! ”

The moment Ling Feng walked into the alley, his eyes were fixed on the old man with a sledgehammer in his hand, and he didn't move half a minute. Shenzang's talent made him feel that the source power in this old man's body fluctuated and was extremely powerful.

Fourth Order!

If it is estimated that it is good, the other party should be a fourth-order master. Ling Feng was not surprised, how could someone who could create a high-level spirit soldier be a weak person.

However, this holy city is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, and any blacksmith has fourth-order strength, which is very unusual.

"Excuse me, is the Grandmaster at home?"

According to the established plan, Qin Ke and Shen Shanshan took the lead in walking over to say hello. The old man has a strange temper and sets a rule of three nos. Ling Feng and they have already been included in the third article, and the other two must not be violated, so they sent beautiful women with a pleasing image.

As for Zhang Banxian, the roe head rat was too bad, and he was directly asked by his companions to stand outside the alley and was not allowed to come in.

After a hello.

The old man and the young man took care of themselves and didn't pay attention to it at all. Qin Ke was a little embarrassed. Shen Shanshan pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied.

Shouted again. Still no response.

Shen Shanshan finally couldn't help it, and shouted: "Hey, the guests are here, even if you don't entertain them, you can't say a word!" ”

Ling Feng secretly cried out. Before coming, I told this girl to talk well and not to anger the other party. Now it seems that his instructions are all in vain.

It's too late to stop it. Ling Feng could only look over and observe the reactions of the old and young in the shed.

The old man continued to strike the iron, as if he didn't hear it, and as for the young man, he raised his head and glanced at Shen Shanshan, and then made a silent gesture.

Shen Shanshan still wanted to speak. Ling Feng stepped forward to stop it.

"Don't bother them, just wait."

Ling Feng said in a lip tongue. The little girl immediately understood that in this regard, as the captain, she had specially trained her subordinates.

The dispatch of little beauties still has an effect. Judging from the young man's demeanor and gestures, it was not difficult to see that he was reminding him kindly.

Come to think of it, this strange-tempered master craftsman also has the problem of not wanting to be harassed by others when striking iron.

Therefore, under Ling Feng's signal, everyone stood in front of the shed and waited quietly.

Striking iron is a boring job. The other companions looked at it a few times, and then got bored. However, Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on the black iron sledgehammer in the old man's hand, without blinking.

Boom! Boom! Qiang ......

In his eyes, the old man swung a sledgehammer, lifting the weight lightly, and the hammer body struck, implying an inexplicable concussive force, constantly hitting the fiery red iron.

As soon as the hammer fell, the arm was swung up, and it was another hammer. The whole action is like a smooth flow, all in one go.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

In Ling Feng's sight, the old man swung his hammer and struck the iron, and every stroke, like a master's move, could be called perfect. Every blow, like a dusk drum and a morning bell, strikes in people's hearts.

This person is very unusual!

Ling Feng said secretly in his heart. Not to mention anything else, just the other party's hand hammer method has reached the point of perfection. If you use it to attack, it's definitely a very powerful skill.

In particular, the hammer body blows, and the force of the strange tremor is very strange.

Ling Feng saw it in his eyes, and unconsciously devoted his mind to it.

I don't know how long it took for a roar to blow up his ears, and Ling Feng woke up.

"Who was yelling just now?" (To be continued.) )