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The old man threw away the sledgehammer and wiped his sweat with a dirty towel in one hand, while looking at Ling Feng and the others, blowing his beard and glaring, his face full of anger.

Shen Shanshan moved, wanting to step forward, but was stopped by Ling Feng.

"Don't mess around!"

Using lip language to stop the little girl's temperament, Ling Feng took half a step forward, smiled and said, "May I ask if you are always a grandmaster?" ”

"Well, it's Lao Tzu!"

The old man nodded aggressively. The language is vulgar, and there is no trace of seclusion.

"Just now, my companion took the liberty to disturb me, and I asked the sect master not to blame."

Ling Feng was very polite, apologized first, and then explained his intentions.

"Custom-made spirit soldiers?"

The old man squinted at Ling Feng and said, "Boy, do you know the rules of my sect's shop?" ”

"My master has three non-pick-ups, he doesn't take the job if he doesn't like the eye, he doesn't take the job if he is in a bad mood, and he doesn't take the job if the outsider doesn't take the job......"

The young man who reminded Ling Feng and the others earlier interjected on the side, and also babbled a lot. However, the words are purely kind, and there is a meaning to mention it again.

"The first two points, my master is in a good mood today, and it is still pleasing to the eye when you look at them one by one, which is the last ......"

The young man looked clear-eyed, shook his head and shook his head when he spoke, and he had a bit of a half-fairy taste.

Syllable!

As soon as he said that he was energetic, he suddenly received a blow to the head.

"Rabbit cub, don't see other people's little girls look beautiful and take stubble, how does Lao Tzu teach you on weekdays, you are all the wind in your ears...... Get out of the way, give Lao Tzu a thousand sledgehammers, and punish yourself! ”

The person who rewarded the young man with a burst of chestnuts was the old man of the Ma family's father and son, the strange-tempered master Zong. Listening to his tone of lesson, this young man should be his apprentice.

"You know how to toss people...... With you, the master, I have been moldy for eight lifetimes! ”

The boy covered his head and picked up a sledgehammer and swung it in the air. When he was subjected to corporal punishment, he muttered endlessly.

"Longer verbose, give Lao Tzu a sledgehammer 10,000 times!"

Old man Zong glared and yelled. The voice is like a cannon blasting people's ears. The apprentice immediately shut his mouth. But her expression is resentful, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

When they first met, the character of this master of the crafting had already been personally understood by Ling Feng and the others.

And his mouthy apprentices...... This master and apprentice give people a feeling that they are a pair of living treasures.

Come to think of it, since you have a request for others, you still have to do your best.

"Grandmaster, my companion urgently needs a spirit soldier, as long as you promise to build it for her, whatever conditions can be opened!" Ling Feng's tone was sincere, indicating his attitude.

The old man squinted at him, looked up and down a few times, and did not speak. After that, his gaze turned to the others, starting with Qin Ke, Shen Shanshan, and Jin Fugui...... Including Daha, one does not fall behind.

Finally, he looked at Zhang Banxian, who was standing at the entrance of the alley, with a thief's head and a thief's brain.

"Lao Tzu has three rules, you know...... Not to mention anything else, that guy looks like a thief, and he dares to go to the door of my sect's shop. Based on this alone, if you want to order a spirit soldier, you don't need to talk about it! ”

Ling Feng and his companions were stunned. Unexpectedly, this master craftsman still has strict requirements for the appearance of customers, and he just happened to meet one of his three rules, and he will not accept the job if it is not pleasing to the eye.

"I, Nima, this old thing dares to say that the image of the mountain man is ......"

Alley entrance. Zhang Banxian, who had been pricking up his ears, heard that the old man of the sect had made a bad comment on his image, and he couldn't hold back anymore, so he ran over in a hurry.

"I'm a thief!"

He came to the old man Zong, pointed to his nose, and yelled: "Blind your titanium alloy dog eyes, the old man is also superior, is his appearance worse than yours!" ”

"After all, don't get involved with Haye!" Daha rolled his eyes. In my heart, if it weren't for the master's side, I would definitely protest.

"You're still a tall man,!"

The old man of the sect glanced at Zhang Banxian with disdain, and then said to Ling Feng: "Originally, it is pleasing to the eyes of a few of you, and I am in a good mood old man, although you are outsiders, one is not good, the old man may agree to build a spirit soldier for you, now ......"

He turned his gaze to Zhang Banxian, who was blushing and thick-necked, shook his head and said, "Seeing him, the old man is not interested...... Let's go, don't bother the old man again! ”

"You ......" Zhang Banxian rolled his eyes angrily. There is an urge to strangle this old thing.

"Brother Gaoren, my master has a very serious discrimination against appearance, don't you mind!" The sledgehammer apprentice interjected again.

"Rabbit cub, believe it or not, Lao Tzu sealed your mouth!"

The old man of Zong directly clamped a red iron block with steel tongs, and threatened viciously.

The apprentice immediately shut up.

"Let's go!"

The old man waved his hand to give the order to evict the guest. He turned and walked towards the shed.

Ling Feng's brows furrowed, he thought about it, and wanted to ask for help. At this moment, Qin Ke, who had not spoken, said with a smile: "Captain, let's go, shall we?" ”

Ling Feng was stunned.

"Estimated...... The Grandmaster can't create the spirit soldier I want, and it's a waste of time for us to stay here! ”

Qin Ke next sentence. Immediately made Ling Feng react, she was trying to provoke this master of weapons with words.

"Radical Method!"

Old man Zong turned around, looked at Qin Ke with a smile, and said, "Little girl, the old man eats more salt than you eat, this trick ...... It doesn't work for the old man! ”

Qin Ke smiled and didn't speak yet. Deng Xiaohu ran forward, came to the old man Zong, and pleaded with his face: "Grandpa, you can create a spirit soldier for Sister Ke, okay?" ”

For children, the old man seems to like it very much. stretched out his calloused hand, gently pinched Deng Xiaohu's face, and said: "The baby looks like a tiger, it looks like my family when I was a child...... It's a pity that the bigger this cub is, the more crooked it is, how does the old man look at it now! ”

Before Ling Feng could react, who was the 'soil lump' in the mouth of the old man of the sect. The dissatisfied voice of the sledgehammer apprentice came.

"You're embarrassed to say it...... I'm crooked, who is to blame...... It's not you, the master, who abused me all day long, leaving me physically and mentally devastated at a young age! ”

The apprentice threw away the sledgehammer and shouted angrily.

It turned out that the lump was him.

"You white-eyed wolf!"

The old man of the sect immediately counterattacked: "Lao Tzu provides you with food and drink, and also passes on your sect's unique method of making instruments, you rabbit cub himself is crooked, and you still complain about Lao Tzu!" ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and in the end, he directly tore out his voice and shouted: "Hammer 10,000 times, one less, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up today!" ”

'Dirt Pimple' seemed to be accustomed to it, and turned around and shrugged at Ling Feng and them, meaning you see, my master tortured and abused me like this!

Whew!

Sledgehammer continues to pick. The old man of Zong was still angry, but when he turned his head to look at Deng Xiaohu, he squinted his old eyes and showed a rare smile.

"Like! It's like! ”

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Deng Xiaohu is very smart and clever, and he took the opportunity to ask for each other.

"Okay!"

Old man Zong finally relented. He looked at Qin Ke and said, "Girl, what kind of spirit soldiers are you going to build, tell me about it?" ”

Qin Ke's face was happy. The same was true for the other companions, including Ling Feng.

They obviously didn't expect that such a stinky and hard-tempered old man would be taken care of by Deng Xiaohu.

Sneer......

I saw Qin Ke gather the source power, stretched out his left hand, and a curved sword formed by the condensation of the source power was abruptly formed. Then with a stroke of his right hand, the seven rings condensed and formed. The sword rings reflect each other, flying in the air, and there is a whistling sound.

"One sword and seven rings! It's kind of interesting! ”

Old Man Zong glanced at it and said lightly: "Your Fazang skill is not bad, but you need the assistance of weapons to show your power...... If you use an ordinary mortal soldier, the weapon will be destroyed after a big move...... And your strength will be greatly reduced because of this! ”

Although this old man has an eccentric temper, he has real means. Just at a glance, he immediately gained insight into the details of Qin Ke's Fazang skills.

"Grandmaster is clever." Qin Ke closed the momentum. I couldn't help but praise.

Not to mention, this master of craftsmanship does belong to the beauty party, and he is very happy with Qin Ke's praise.

"That's ...... The old man is not one of those rats who talk about masters all day long! "Proud. He didn't forget to despise Zhang Banxian.

"Nima, personal attacks, I can't bear it!"

Zhang Banxian was almost angry, and rushed forward to theorize.

This master of the weapon maker finally let go, and of course Ling Feng did not allow Zhang Banxian to destroy it. With a look, Jin Fugui, Yuan Dong and Su Yushu, the three of them went together, set up a magic stick and dragged it towards the entrance of the alley.

"Let go of me, I'm going to fight this old horseman...... Whoever stops me, I fight with whom! ”

Zhang Banxian shouted loudly. The posture was full of posses, but Ling Feng knew that he was very sloppy. If he really wants to fight alone, no one can stop this guy, he can directly attract his mental power, and he can attack.

But this is the Holy City, and it is still facing the first master of the Holy City. Not to mention the strength of the other party, I believe that as long as he Nunu mouths, there will be a large number of masters who are willing to serve and catch Zhang Banxian to death.

(To be continued.) )