It was already dark, and Qin Han stood at the door of the big brothel/courtyard, looking at Yang Qi angrily.

"Bah, you are a girl, shouting at the door of the brothel/courtyard, what kind of body are you?" Yang Qi came up and buttoned a big hat - teasing a female man is quite interesting.

Sure enough, the woman's face immediately turned red with anger: "It's not because of you? If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you to stay in such a shameless place of fireworks at night, how could I have come here!" Although she was always angry when she saw Yang Qi, she really didn't blame her this time. She has just experienced the intensive molestion of her sisters at the gate of the big brothel/house, and now this mental state is completely out of order.

The opposing debater put forward his own offensive defense, it doesn't matter, it means: "Well, you are a girl, you come to the land of fireworks in the middle of the night to find a single man, what kind of system do you become?"

"You-" An honest child is an honest child, and after two sentences, his face turned red, and he could only get angry with his eyes through gritted teeth. Therefore, all good boys must go to the debate team to experience and increase their ability to open their mouths. It's good for future job hunting, employment, and even arguing with your boyfriend and girlfriend - it seems to be far away.

In short, after Yang Qi teased for a few words, he found that this woman was not very playful (?), so he put away the black soul and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"Hmph!" When it came to business, Qin Han finally exhaled a long breath and pointed to his own carriageway: "Come up, follow me, grandpa invites you to come over." At the end, he added: "For a bad guy like you, you specially let me run, hum!"

Yang Qi ignored this puffy girl. He lifted his leg and got into the carriage. The coachman shook the reins. The carriage starts. Towards the far end of the long street. Late at night, the Golden Hook Gambling House was still very lively, and the noise could be heard from afar. The duel between the gambling king and Master Jin continues, and the four winds/coquettes also go to join in the fun, wanting to make a lot of money. But except for the Golden Hook Gambling House and all kinds of night activities, the entire Bafang City was quiet.

In this quiet night, Yang Qi heard a lot of subtle sounds. He could hear a few nocturnal walkers flying across the eaves, and it was clear that the undercurrents of Bafang City were raging and not peaceful. But he didn't care about that. He was just thinking about what Qin Han said-Ou Yezi, please come over.

He only stayed in this Bafang City for three purposes: first, to buy elixir, second, to have a meeting with the Void Sword Saint, and third, to meet Ou Yezi, if he could, it was best to get a blade at hand. Ou Yezi's status in the rivers and lakes has been heard too many times, and the scene of today's military conference alone is enough to get a glimpse of it.

Ou Yezi is a kind of expert in the rivers and lakes, and he can be regarded as the most upstream and top position in the blacksmith industry. Those who engage in business understand that the lowest level in modern society are the companies that make products, and the most advanced are the companies that make the rules. For example, all modern electronic products must use the same certification system, so operate this system, this set of rules. It is the most upstream and authoritative storage of this industrial chain.

And Ou Yezi is such a deposit.

All blades. It must be tasted by him. Only when it is marked with a divine weapon pattern is it a widely recognized divine soldier. Only with the approval of Ouyezi can a blade show the greatest value. The noon meeting of the soldiers is not obvious, the so-called interlacing is like a mountain, and no matter how excited the blacksmith and his party are, they can't let everyone feel the waves. But the essence of the silence is striking. Now, it's time to meet the first person in the forging world.

The carriage passed through the city and came to a relatively remote location. This is a large mansion, the courtyard gate is simple and atmospheric. There are not too many carvings on the door, and the houses in the courtyard walls are forested, but they all reveal a simple, sturdy, and hard temperament. This temperament is exactly the same as the kind of hardness on Qin Han's body, and it is invisibly integrated.

"This is it, get off. ”

Yang Qi stepped out of the car, but Qin Han didn't get out of the car together, but instructed: "Grandpa is waiting for you in the innermost room, go by yourself." With that, he greeted the coachman, and the carriage slowly departed. Yang Qi looked up at the door in front of him, reached out and touched it, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly - it turned out to be an iron door.

The entire body of this iron door is made of thick iron plates, and when you touch it, you will find that this door is completely solid and very heavy. If you want to open such a door, the strongest man has to be eight people to do it.

"Without a dragon elephant with four floors, I'm afraid the door can't be pushed. Yang Qi's hands were slightly forced, and with the sound of Weng Long's door shaft turning, the door was completely opened, and the mansion completely revealed its appearance.

It was dark in the house.

There was no light in any room, and when the moon shone in the sky, the whole house showed a kind of silence, depth, and heaviness. The compound with three links and three entrances has no complicated lingering twists and turns, and it is the kind of layout that you can know how to go at a glance. The passageway in the courtyard is flat, straight, and wide, with a rigid style. When you step on the ground, you can feel that even the paved stone slabs are three points thicker than the outside ones.

Yang Qi walked towards the backyard. In the silence, I don't know how many people were watching him, but he didn't care. The posture was upright, free, and calm, and he walked straight to the deepest courtyard. There, there is a lighthouse-like storage zài, radiating an infinite sense of existence. Like a sky-high fire in the dark wasteland, it is impossible to ignore it no matter what.

The closer I got, the more I feel that sense of existence and oppression. Yang Qi couldn't help but smile, it is really a place not to meet in life, isn't this familiar feeling of being the person in the carriage he met at the city gate that day.

There is a courtyard in the depths of the courtyard, and when you open the door of this small courtyard, there is a boxy courtyard. And in the middle of this courtyard, Yang Qi saw a person.

It was an old man, tall and strong. His beard and hair are all white, his beard is like a dragon, and he is not angry and arrogant, like an old lion king. He was holding a sword in his hand, which was the jade sword that was exclaimed as a great divine soldier during the day. And he looked intently at the sword in his hand, his eyes sharp as if he wanted to nail through the surface of the jade to see the atomic sequence. They were all sharp eyes, but Fang Hailong was several levels worse than this old man.

At the first glance of this person, four words appeared in Yang Qi's mind - tiger standing on the dragon plate. That huge sense of existence reached its peak the moment the old man raised his eyes to see it, and it was almost like forming an illusion in people's minds. This realm. Even more above the average innate master. At least intuitively. Yang Qi felt that if it was the Silver Sword King or the Three Miao Lady who stood in his current position. There must be a feeling of being oppressed to the downwind.

But he didn't.

He just stepped in, closed the door with his backhand, and looked at the other man with his head held high. The two eyes met in the air, but they didn't stir up any sparks. It's like two mountains with different weather, gazing at each other for eternity.

"Good!" said the old man, in a strange and composed tone. This "good" is not a high-pitched and short scream, nor is it a strange cry with a long cavity. It's like an old drama bone, washed by a typhoon. Not long, not short, not high, not low, just falling in the most stable place. He got up and raised his hand to clench his fist, and the muscles on his arm worked accordingly, like a dragon: "A certain Qin Qi, a contemporary Ou Yezi, is polite." (Imagine the tone of the old man in "The Grandmaster")

Yang Qi took two steps, then clenched his fists, and replied unhurriedly in the same calm voice: "Under Yang Qi, the head of the Shifting Flower Palace, I have seen my predecessors. ”

"It turned out to be the head of Yang. Ou Yezi's eyes didn't sweep up and down. just stared at Yang Qi: "Master Yang, it's really a hero out of a young man." Feel like a new person. Shenhua is introverted, steady and calm, and does not humble himself to say a word, can be oppressed by Qin without showing cowardice or counterattacking, Master Yang, you are undoubtedly a martial arts master. Today's meeting with Boss Yang is really a happy thing in life. ”

"The seniors are overrated. Yang Qi smiled: "It's only been fifteen years of skill in the next year, and the martial arts knowledge is far behind." There are countless people in this Bafang City who are more powerful than me, and the word grandmaster is far from being talked about. ”

"If the grandmaster is not a grandmaster, what does it matter with the level of skill. Some people, no matter how high their skills are, are just a jar of skills. Some people are as otherworldly as they have no internal strength. Ou Yezi slowly put away the momentum on his body: "Tomorrow, Qin's old friend also wants to meet Master Yang, and when the time comes, you can naturally cook wine and discuss martial arts and evaluate heroes." ”

Yang Qi raised his eyebrows: "But the Void Sword Saint?"

"Exactly. Originally, he was the first to want to see you, but I was in a hurry and couldn't wait. It happens that the night is deep and there is no hustle and bustle of the day, so I invite you to come here first. ”

The Void Sword Saint wants to see me? This is a bit of a surprise, but it is also reasonable. Judging from the behavior of the Void Sword Saint holding the ring match, this Sword Saint is clearly a martial idiot. Just like Yang Qi wants to crack the world's martial arts now, if he didn't have this thought, he would never have such an action. Put yourself in your shoes, if you are a Void Sword Saint, and there is a guy like Yang Qi in Bafang City, then you have to meet and talk about it no matter what.

Of course, there are many ways for warriors to talk. The elegant point is to chat with the mouth, but the way to stab a sword as soon as you look at the face is actually more direct. If Yang Qi wanted to quickly understand a martial art and a martial artist, he would also use this method. The other party is respected as a sword saint by the rivers and lakes, so tomorrow's meeting will really cheer up, otherwise he will be wronged if he is cut by a sword.

"Okay, I will gladly go to the meeting in the future. But why did Ou Yezi's seniors invite me to come here tonight?" Ou Yezi was a blacksmith, not a warrior. In the face-to-face close observation, it can also be found that although the momentum on his body is very strong, he actually has no true qi at all.

"Come with me. Ou Yezi turned and walked to the back room. In the entire compound, only that room shone brightly, red. Yang Qi followed with a step, and as soon as he entered the door, he obviously felt a sense of heat. I looked at the light source, and sure enough, I saw a huge furnace. The fire was blazing, and the flames were tumbling and roaring in the hearth, scorching something.

"Huh?" Seeing the shape of the furnace, Yang Qi couldn't help but be surprised: "Could this be ......?"

"It's a hundred soldiers' furnace, and it almost toppled when you entered the city that day, or you stabilize it. Although it is large and heavy, it has a fragile skin. Speaking of which, it has a relationship with you. Ou Yezi used pliers to pinch out of the hearth something, a burnt red iron embryo.

Ou Yezi raised a hammer, stood beside the anvil, and said to Yang Qi: "Warriors pay attention to hand-to-hand talk, and we blacksmiths are the same. If you want to talk about Mr. Yang today, let's just say that. ”

Ding, Ou Yezi hit the hammer and smashed it on the iron embryo. (To be continued......)

PS: The late is a bit unexpected...... I was sleepy, but I still persevered.