Yunguo, Refining Sect.

Under the dim sky, stands a large metal garbage dump. Inside the metal garbage dump, a large amount of scrap metal is piled up, and the air is filled with the smell of various metals.

A piece of black iron flew in from afar, silently appeared in the garbage dump, burrowing into the mountain of metal garbage.

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Gu Yige carried a heavy rag bag on his back and walked slowly on the mountain of metal garbage. From time to time, there was the sound of metal crashing in the rag bag on his back.

There were more than a dozen teenagers standing at the foot of the metal garbage mountain, all of whom were disciples of the same sect in their attire.

"This waste is really going to turn over a mountain of metal garbage!"

"The metal garbage mountain is the place of our Refining Sect, and if you want to take away the scrap metal here, you have to buy it with money. If you don't want to pay, you can only climb out of the surrounding metal mountain. ”

"I really don't know whether I live or die, I think I can take advantage of our Refining Sect. He had no idea how many people died on the metal mountain!"

"The metal mountain is not only scrap metal, but also a lot of abandoned weapons. These things are piled up like beehives. ”

"Those places that look solid may be hollows formed by various metals and weapons underneath, and if you accidentally fall into them, you will be pierced all over your body. It is not an exaggeration to say that the metal garbage mountain is a sword mountain and a sword ridge. ”

"The metal garbage mountain is very difficult to walk, you look at that garbage, every step is so difficult, he can't climb over the metal mountain at all. ”

"We, the disciples of the sect, have cultivated the physical body, and we don't dare to climb the metal mountain. A waste who can't cultivate, a poor person, dares to climb the metal mountain, it's really laughing at me!"

The eyes of these sect disciples were full of mockery and contempt.

Gu Yige stood on the metal mountain, his steps were difficult and heavy. However, it was not because the road in the metal garbage mountain was difficult to walk, but because the bag on his back was too heavy.

The metal he picked up was the heaviest, and it didn't seem like much, but it actually weighed more than three hundred catties. With such a weight, even on flat ground, it would be very difficult for Gu Yige to walk, and the pace would of course be difficult.

His eyes are serious and persistent, but he is not looking at the road, but looking around for metal. Born in poverty since childhood, he has developed a calculating character, and he can't waste anything valuable.

Gu Yige looked at the metals around him, and felt a pity in his heart: "I can't cultivate, my strength is limited, and three hundred catties of metal is already the limit, so I can only go down the mountain!"

Standing on the metal mountain, I took a deep breath, and the smell of all kinds of metal around me poured into my nose. There was the smell of rust from copper and iron, the smell of rotting rust from metal weapons buried underneath, and the smell of various metals mixed together.

These metallic smells may be no different when they fall on other people's noses, but when they fall on Gu Yige's nose, they are as clear as the fragrance of flowers.

Gu Yige grew up in a metal mine and slept in a metal pile since he was a child. As soon as he became sensible, he began to come into contact with a wide variety of metals. The smell of these metals on the garbage mountain is like the smell of all kinds of flowers to him.

Which are the flavors of common metal.

Which are the metal flavors that have been refined and turned into weapons.

Where the smell is strong, underneath is solid metal.

Where the smell is thin, and below is the hollow formed by the sword.

These smells, through the ancient sense of smell, outlined in his eyes a winding, winding, but safe and unhindered road. The metal mountain of Sword Mountain, in his eyes, is just a back garden full of flowers.

With one step, he avoided exposing the tip of his sword, stepped over the blade buried underneath, dodged the hole formed by the weapon, and landed his feet on the ground.

It's a slow, hard, but safe step.

But the bag on his back was so heavy that he staggered to the side. A piece of black iron slashed through his calf, bringing up a puddle of blood. Gu Yige frowned, looking at the black iron that cut his calf.

It was a piece of black iron a foot square, sharp as a blade on all sides, and it was stained with his blood.

Silently picking up the black iron, Gu Yige said seriously: "Since it is stained with my blood, it is mine, there is nothing wrong!"

Gu Yige was holding a black iron block and carrying a broken bag on his back. One step, one step, one step at a time, difficult ...... Then calmly and without any danger, he walked down the metal mountain.

When Gu Yige walked down the metal mountain, the faces of the surrounding Refining Sect disciples turned green.

"This, how can this waste succeed! We don't dare to walk the metal mountain after cultivating the physical body, how can he pass it!"

"What can you do after you have walked through, these scrap metals are used to practice alchemy, a waste that cannot be practiced, do you still want to learn alchemy, don't be kidding. ”

"Hmph, none of us sect disciples can master the art of alchemy. What can he do with these metals, can he make farm tools!"

"These metals, for us to practice alchemy, are enough for a month. It's better to grab it, a piece of waste won't dare to resist us at all!"

"You don't have a chance, didn't you see someone from the sect's law enforcement team coming today! Those people are a bunch of insatiable mad dogs, and no one in the entire sect is afraid of them. ”

"Yes, last time there was a disciple who offended the people of the law enforcement team. They found a reason to arrest him and almost beat him to death. I don't think this waste metal can be saved, and if I don't get it right, I will be taught a hard lesson. ”

"Let's watch the show!"

In the crowd, a thin young man looked at Gu Yige and walked out with a sneer.

The clothes of the thin young man were the same as those of the other sect disciples, except that the word 'law enforcement' was added to his chest.

The thin young man came to Gu Yige, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "A waste can actually climb over a metal mountain, it's really shitty luck." Okay, put down the bag and you're good to go!"

Gu Yige raised his head and looked at the thin boy calmly: "Why do you want to put down the bag, this is my thing." ”

The thin young man's eyes widened: "Bastard, these metals are the stuff of my Refining Sect, and you are a poor person who doesn't deserve to have them." ”

Gu Yige said seriously: "The Refining Sect has a rule, whether it is a disciple of the sect or a poor person, whoever climbs over the metal mountain will bring out the metal to whomever it wants. ”

"The rules of the sect, hahahaha, do you know who I am, I am a member of the sect's law enforcement team, and what I say is the rules. Now kneel down and kowtow to me, admit my mistake, and get out. ”

"I'm not wrong, why should I admit it!" Gu Yige's voice was calm, serious, but persistent.

The disciples of the sect who were watching around widened their eyes when they saw that Gu Yige actually dared to contradict the law enforcement team. The arrogance of the law enforcement team is that even the disciples of their sect dare not resist. Gu Yige actually dared to speak like this, I'm afraid that if he doesn't die today, he will have to shed his skin.

"Waste, dare to be hard-mouthed!" The thin boy snorted coldly and punched Gu Yige.

Bang!

Gu Yige was punched in the head, blood flowed profusely, and he fell to the ground. The rag bag, as well as the black iron in his hand, all fell to his side.

Gu Yige raised his head and looked at the thin boy persistently: "I'm not wrong, why can't I be tough!"

The thin young man sneered: "You are a waste who picks up the garbage of the sect, an inferior papleur, you dare to be tough in front of my Sun Liang, I think you are looking for death." ”

Sun Liang stepped forward, stepped on Gu Yige's left arm, leaned over, stretched out his hand and patted Gu Yige's face, and mocked: "Someone asked me to tell you that not everyone you can offend, and not everyone you can approach." Today, let's scrap one of your hands first, so that you can have a longer memory!" said him, and he was about to break Gu Yige's left arm with the force under his feet.

The blood on Gu Yige's head flowed into his eyes, and his eyes turned into a bloody color.

His consciousness was a little blurred, and it seemed as if he had returned to that bloody night.

The originally calm body suddenly exuded a cold killing intent, Gu Yige grabbed the ground with his right hand, grabbed the black iron that fell beside him, and smashed it on Sun Liang's head.

This time the speed was fast, the angle was tricky, and the shot was decisive without a trace of hesitation. Sun Liang didn't have time to react at all, and was smashed on his head by the black iron.

Blood spurted out of Sun Liang's head, Sun Liang screamed, fell to the ground and rolled on the ground holding his head.

Gu Yige stood up and stared at Sun Liang on the ground through the blood in his eyes.

"I'm not wrong! I don't steal, I don't rob, I don't flatter, I don't grovel. I feed myself with my own hands, I am not inferior to anyone else, no one can step on me!"

There were several sect disciples around, and they hurriedly ran over to help Sun Liang up. Seeing that Sun Liang's head was smashed with a long grief, the person had already fainted.

"Gu Yige, you actually dare to beat Sun Liang, he is a member of the sect's law enforcement team, this time you are dead. ”

These sect disciples didn't care about Gu Yige, and hurriedly carried Sun Liang back for treatment.

"This waste, who dares to beat the law enforcement team, where did he get the guts!"

"He's just pretending to be calm, you look at his pale face, his dull gaze, he must be very sorry now, very scared!"

"A waste who can't practice, no matter what, can't practice alchemy. What's the use of getting these metals! How good it is to be a poor person with peace of mind, why should you be so persistent? ”

"yes! and offended the law enforcement team for this. Backstage of the law enforcement team, but ......"

"Don't say it, let's not get involved in this matter, otherwise we'll get into trouble!"

Drying the blood from his eyes, Gu Yige's eyes returned to their original color, and the killing intent on his body also returned to calm. Looking at Sun Liang and the others who were far away, his eyes were a little dull, and he regretted it a little in his heart.

"Are you too serious, as long as the other party discounts his hand, he doesn't want his own life. But he broke the other party's head, isn't it too much? ”

"It's all to blame for not having a calm heart, and the experience of the past three years has made my nerves a little sensitive. In the future, you must pay attention, as long as others do not want to kill themselves. So, if you are bullied, you can be bullied!"

Gu Yige wiped the blood from his head and picked up the rag bag and black iron on the ground.

However, he didn't realize that when the blood he shed fell on the black iron, the red blood contained a trace of golden blood. And after the black iron came into contact with this golden blood, a black light flashed imperceptibly, and then the golden blood was sucked into it by the black iron.

It's just that when Black Iron absorbs blood, it is like a hungry beast devouring food, full of greed and ferocity.

Gu Yige carried the rag bag on his back and left calmly.

The disciples of the sect who were watching around all sides got out of the way, and this time no one dared to stop them.