Chapter 172: The Law of Tempering

On the third floor of the Rouge Building, Yang Yifan's room.

One by one, the lower-grade spirit stones were falling out of the storage ring, and Yang Yifan's feet were soon submerged, and the entire room was shining with the luster of spirit stones.

One million two hundred and fifty thousand lower-grade spirit stones filled two ordinary storage rings.

In addition, there are one hundred and three medium-grade spirit stones.

Converted into two hundred and twenty-eight medium-grade spirit stones.

The heritage of the Lin family is naturally not only these spirit stones, but many of them are fixed wealth such as shops.

Coupled with the mid-grade spirit stones that he had taken from Zi Wuji before, Yang Yifan's current net worth was definitely richer than that of some small and medium-sized families.

The other storage ring was filled with a variety of elixirs and treated herbs.

Basically, they are all unqualified pills, and there are only more than 100 bottles of a single pill.

The most important thing is naturally those martial arts, which is the foundation of a family, and it is also what Yang Yifan values the most.

Nearly 500 yellow-rank martial arts and six Xuan-rank martial arts.

It's a pity that the Lin family's blood knife nine slashes have not been found, with the preciousness of the ground-level martial arts, Yang Yifan estimated that Lin Feihong should have carried it with him, and it was very likely to have been destroyed.

Yang Yifan looked through it, and there were also a few books of marksmanship and martial arts, but they were all yellow ranks, and they were of little use to him now.

Six Xuan-level martial arts, three swordsmanship, two swordsmanship, and the last one is palming.

He didn't plan to learn, and he didn't even understand it now, he still understood the truth of greed.

Call.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yifan put these away.

When the time comes, he will find Qin Yun to borrow the power of the Rouge Building to send these back to the Yang family.

Regardless of whether he is from the Yang family or not, he grew up there.

Moreover, he is now the young master of the Yang family, and the development of the Yang family is also of great help to him.

"It's time to go to the Spirit Soldier Pavilion. ”

He muttered in his mouth.

I said before that I would send a jar of good wine to Master Ji to thank you.

Moreover, the broken trihalberd fork of the Yaksha also needs to be asked by Master Ji, and he also wants to ask more about the earth fire.

No longer hesitated at the moment, cleaned up and left the Rouge Building.

Riding the flame chasing the wind towards the Spirit Soldier Pavilion, the people along the street looked at him obviously wrong, the story of the Lin Mansion being trampled on had spread throughout the entire Wave City, and everyone knew that Yang Yifan did all this.

Many warriors went into the Lin Mansion to see it, but from top to bottom, men, women, and children did not let go, which made them realize once again Yang Yifan's ruthlessness, and there would never be the slightest mercy for the enemy.

Therefore, now Yang Yifan has the title of cold-blooded executioner in addition to the name of a madman.

It can be said that in today's Wave City, there may be people who may not know the city lord Leng Zhantian, but there will definitely be no one who does not know Yang Yifan's name.

"Childe. ”

When he arrived at the Spirit Soldier Pavilion, the maid who had received him before immediately greeted him.

"Is Master Ji here?"

Yang Yifan turned over and dismounted, touched the neck of the flame chasing the wind, and motioned for it to follow a small servant.

"In the backyard, Childe, please come with me. ”

Following the maid, Yang Yifan soon came to the backyard.

"Boy, you're here. ”

Master Ji was sleeping on a recliner and rocking, his eyes half-squinted, looking very leisurely, "You just came to me after stepping on the Lin family, did you find any good wine?"

"The Lin family's wine is too bad. ”

Yang Yifan smiled slightly, took out a jar of wine, and came out, "Master try this." ”

Although this wine is only one hundred and eight jars, which is very precious, if it weren't for Master Ji's essence blood, the Blood Shadow Spear would not have been able to succeed in the blood sacrifice, and his strength would have been greatly reduced.

And Master Ji's eyes widened suddenly, and the whole person stood up instantly, and the somewhat reddened wine trough nose shrugged a few times, "This wine is fragrant, good wine, absolutely good wine." ”

As soon as I took it out, the smell of wine wafted through the courtyard.

What kind of wine is this?

The maid's eyes were horrified, and she felt a little dizzy after only a few puffs.

"Boy, are you sure to give it to me?"

Master Ji came to Yang Yifan's side, his face was much more solemn, "Your wine is so extraordinary, it may be worth a fortune." ”

"For the master, of course. ”

Yang Yifan handed it over.

"Good. ”

Master Ji laughed and took over the wine jar.

That cautious look is like holding a baby in your heart.

It's so special!

The maid kept staring at Yang Yifan.

Many people have said before that they would come to thank Master Ji and send good wine, but no one came.

But Yang Yifan, a cold-blooded executioner in the eyes of many people now, came, and even brought good wine that moved Master Ji.

This made her not even know what kind of person Yang Yifan was.

"I'll take a bite. ”

As he spoke, Master Ji slapped the mud seal.

As soon as it was opened, the rich aroma of wine rushed out, and a small bird on the tree next to it swayed a few times, and then fell down at once, drunk on the ground and did not move.

Grunt.

As soon as he raised his head, Master Ji took a big sip.

In an instant, a flush appeared on his face, which had been a little dark from the striking iron.

A moment later, Master Ji's body suddenly shook, his mouth opened, and a large mouthful of black blood gushed out.

"Master Ji. ”

Yang Yifan's face changed, could it be that it has been toxic for a long time?

"Haha. ”

Master Ji laughed loudly, "It's okay, it's just that the previous dark wounds have healed a little, and this wine is comparable to a high-grade elixir." ”

Comparable to a high-grade elixir?

The maid's face was even more shocked, it was just a jar of wine, and it had some such effects?

And Yang Yifan's heart is happy, the value of these wines is even greater than he thought before.

"Boy, this wine is too precious for the old man to bear. ”

Master Ji frowned slightly, reached into his arms, and took out a yellowed ancient book, "I have no children and no daughters, this is the ancestral method of tempering, but unfortunately it is incomplete when it reaches me, you kid will also pass on the refining method of the blood sacrifice soldier, so pass it on to you." ”

"No, I don't. ”

Yang Yifan hurriedly waved his hand.

His grievances are very clear, Master Ji is kind to him, and he naturally wants to reciprocate.

"Take it, didn't you say before that you want to use the earth fire to temper your body, do you kid have a way to temper and polish your body?"

This?

Yang Yifan was stunned.

It seems that yes, the demon only told him that he needed to temper his body with ground fire, but he didn't say how to do it at all, and now that the demon is asleep, he doesn't know when he will wake up, and if he really waits until he sits in the ground fire, I'm afraid he will cry at that time.

"It's a pity that my ancestor went up to explore an ancient mine, and then never came back, otherwise this tempering method would not be incomplete, and the effect should be better. ”

Master Ji shook his head, "However, it should be enough for you." ”

"Thank you, Master Ji. ”

Yang Yifan bowed, and then took the ancient book.

The tempering method that can polish the body, even if it is incomplete, is definitely not worth much.

Putting the ancient book into the storage ring, he took out the broken trihalberd fork, "Master, what kind of material is this, do you know? It seems that it can also be decomposed into mist, which has the effect of devouring the spiritual power of a warrior." ”

Master Ji frowned, staring straight at the three halberd forks, "Kirishima?"

Yang Yifan nodded.

"I'll see. ”

Master Ji took it and stroked it lightly with his right hand, but his brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, as if he was thinking.

Yang Yifan also had some expectations, although the three halberd forks were broken, the material was very strange, if it could be fused with the Blood Shadow Gun, it would definitely make the Blood Shadow Gun more powerful.