Looking at her brother's resolute eyes, Zhu Qi didn't know what to say, she was afraid that her brother would be crushed sooner or later due to too much pressure.

"Since you have decided, then my sister will always support you, let my sister tear up this darkness with you!"

"Call my master, old man, for I'm going to start tearing the darkness apart right now. ”

"Come with me," the old man walked towards the cave.

The cave is not wide enough to allow one person to pass, the stone wall is inlaid with Hao stone, the cave is bright, walk about two miles, and arrive at the door of a stone room.

The old man put his hand on the door and pushed open the stone door with force, with the strength of the old man, he still had to push the stone door hard, and the weight of the stone gate was not clear.

Ling Yi stepped forward and tried it, his face turned red, and Shimen still didn't move.

"This is a broken dragon stone, one piece weighs 10,000 gold, and two pieces are put together to form a stone door, and these two doors weigh more than 40,000 catties. ”

Ling Yi listened to the old man's explanation and looked at the old man's hands enviously.

"My divine power since I was a child, coupled with my current strength, it is not a problem to be able to promote 40,000 gold. ”

"What strength are you?"

"Strength? The god level that broke through a thousand years ago, I can't tell you now. ”

"God-level, isn't there no god-level powerhouse on the continent? Where did you come from? or an old monster over a thousand years old," Ling Yi shouted in surprise.

Zhu Qi was also surprised, such an inconspicuous old man was actually a god-level powerhouse, it was really incredible, and pulled Lingyi's arm and asked him to pay attention to his words.

"You're a god-level powerhouse, you won't mind me, a yellow-mouthed kid?" Ling Yi haha.

"If you really dare to pull out my beard, I don't mind bullying the young and the strong suppressing the weak!" said the old man happily.

"I'm angry, I'm joking, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, or I'll pull mine for you?" said Lingyi, stretching his smooth chin.

"You little ghost", the old man twisted Ling Yi's face.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Ling Yi jumped to his feet, and Zhu Qi sneered on the side.

When the three of them entered the door, the stone room was empty, except for a sarcophagus in the center. There is a stone tablet in front of the coffin, which is engraved with six ancient characters: "The Tomb of the Divine Craftsman Hua Yu".

Ling Yi was shocked: "This is the mausoleum of the divine craftsman Hua Yu? The legendary generation of Tianjiao divine craftsmen? The god of casting in the martial arts world is full of real weapons, spiritual weapons are thrown away, and artifacts are searched in his arms?"

"That's him. ”

"The old master you said that day, is he the same?"

"It's him. ”

"Then my master you are talking about, is it also him?"

"Yes. ”

"Hold me, sister, I'm dizzy", Ling Yi said holding his forehead, Zhu Qi was still in surprise and ignored Ling Yi.

"Bring it, old man. Ling Yi said to the old man.

The old man wondered, "What to take?"

"Artifact, the artifact that my master left me, hurry up," Ling Yi urged.

"Ahhh

"Aren't I afraid that you will be sad to see my master's mausoleum? ”

The old man really wanted to kick Ling Yi off Shenwu Mountain.

"Kneel down and bow first. ”

Ling Yi knelt down and bowed three times and nine times, put on incense, offered tea, and called the master.

Zhu Qi didn't need to apprentice, just watched from the sidelines, her younger brother could worship the craftsman as a teacher, she was sincerely happy.

After Ling Yi finished worshipping his teacher, he got up and stood aside, waiting for the old man's orders.

"Little girl, you can also put incense on the pillar, the old master has something to give you. ”

Zhu Qi knelt down to worship the incense and stood aside.

"Come with me!" the old man walked again to the innermost part of the stone chamber, where there was a stone door.

Pushing open the stone door in the same way, in an instant, Ling Yi's face was shaved painfully, and the momentum was sharp, heavy, and cold from it, I can't tell what it feels like, but it contains a trace of Shang Jie. Perhaps this is the masterpiece of the craftsman, because the legendary craftsman only forges weapons for the benevolent, and it seems that this is the master's hiding room.

Inside, the stone chamber is not large, only four zhang in length and width. There is a stone frame in the center, and there are not many weapons, only six: a shield, an axe, a sword, a bow, a large sledgehammer, and a small hammer.

The old man stretched out his hand to wipe the ashes from the weapon, "Old guys, it's been a thousand years, let's meet again", although it was covered with dust, it still couldn't hide the cold edge.

The old man picked up the shield and the short axe, "This shield is two feet three inches round, weighs eight hundred catties, is called the Holy King Shield, is cast for the deep sea sinking silver and volcanic bronze, to create thirty-eight days of molding; this axe is three feet long, weighs eight hundred catties, the blade is split on two sides, one and a half feet on one side of the blade, one foot and one on the other, it is called the Holy King Axe, which is the same material as the shield and the same process. These two objects are a pair, and they are both three-grade spiritual weapons. It was originally cast by the old master for the prince of a country, and the prince was noble and bright, and treated the people like relatives, but he could be harmed by traitors and not die old. After his death, my master sent me to punish the traitor and take back his weapon, and it has been displayed here ever since. ”

As he spoke, the old man put down the shield axe and held the longbow, "Kun pulls out the bow, the eight-grade spiritual weapon, the bow is four feet long and weighs two hundred and seventy catties, it is made for Kun Bai Shenmu and Jiao Python green tendons to be cast for 100 days, and it takes thousands of catties to start work." At that time, there was a martial saint consummation level mad luan in the extreme north, which plagued the countries of the extreme north, and the master cast this bow to shoot it, and this bow has only killed one thing so far. ”

Putting down Kun's bow, the old man motioned for Zhu Qi to go over, and Zhu Qi followed.

"You try to communicate with the Hanyu Sword", the old man commanded, "holding your breath and concentrating".

Zhu Qi began to concentrate, and with a whoosh, the cold jade sword flew towards Zhu Qi, and instantly disappeared in the broken wrist of Zhu Qi's left hand, as if he had gotten into it and could no longer find it.

Ling Yi was curious, and hurriedly checked his sister's wrist and arm, and it was indeed missing. "Old man, why is the Han Jade Sword missing?"

"Sure enough, it is a perfect match in the world, after the master shot down the wild luan, in order to find the body of the wild luan, he fell into the crack of the extreme northern ice, and picked up a piece of cold jade below, the cold jade is invisible like a drop of water, and like a cloud, uncertain, but extremely cold.

The master condensed under the ice for more than 100 days before he basically condensed into a sword shape, but he couldn't control the cold air, and he couldn't find the real master for a long time. The master couldn't take the Hanyu Sword, so he had to stay in the extreme north and come back alone.

Until the master's confidant, Miss Xianyun, used her water physique to extradite the Han Jade Sword from the extreme north to here, but still no one could control it. Miss Xianyun once said that maybe only people with a cold jade physique can accept this sick cold jade sword.

When I saw your sister in Yanyun Pavilion that day, I knew that Hanyu Sword had found its true master. ”

"Who is Miss Xianyun, the inscription on the Yuzhou Pavilion under the mountain is her, right?" Ling Yi was curious.

"The story of Miss Xianyun and her master, I will tell you slowly when I return to Yanyun Pavilion.

Zhu Qi, you try to do your luck!" the old man turned his head to Zhu Qi.

"My sister has tried a lot of exercises, but I can't practice to condense my true qi...", before Ling Yi's words were finished, Zhu Qi's body came with the energy of true qi flowing, Ling Yi looked stupid, my sister was able to cultivate.