Seeing that Wu Lishen's expression was different and his behavior was abnormal, the village chief said strangely: "Lord Wu, Lord Wu, what's wrong with you?

Wu Lishen was contemplating and pondering, but he didn't hear it.

The village chief and the ghost party didn't know what Wu Lishen meant, so they were secretly surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Lord Wu, Lord Wu, are you okay?"

Wu Lishen came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay!

The village chief asked, "I don't know what's wrong with this ghost party?"

Wu Lishen hurriedly shook his head, and said with a face full of surprise: "Your name is Ghost Fang, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Good, good, good!"

After a while, Wu Lishen turned around suddenly, his face was gloomy, and he said sharply: "Village Chief, Village Chief! You almost made me miss a genius of heavenly engineering! Just now, I carefully checked the physical condition of the ghost Fang, and found that he is extremely talented, with strange bones, and a bee waist and tiger back, and accessible limbs. ”

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and he was a little at a loss.

After a while, Wu Lishen smiled and said warmly: "Ghost Fang, I think you are very suitable for practicing Tiangongshu, as long as you practice diligently, he will be fortunate to have the guidance of a master in the future, and in less than five years, you will definitely be able to become a peerless Tiangong who laughs at the ancients and is rampant in the world! Now that there is such a good thing as Tiangongyuan, why don't you sign up?"

The ghost wanted to say and stopped, his face was embarrassed, and he stammered: "I...... But...... That ......"

Wu Lishen was indecisive when he saw the ghost, as if there was something unspeakable, sighed, and said: "Okay, I don't care if you sign up or not, this casting kit is given to you, I think it should belong to you! Child, don't miss the opportunity, you won't come back again!" As he spoke, he shoved the toolkit to the ghost side, turned around and walked off the stage, and walked towards the temple of the god of Feng.

"I ...... I don't ......" Ghost Fang held the toolkit in both hands, looking at Wu Lishen's broad back, with a look of embarrassment.

The village chief patted the ghost party on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Ghost Fang, take it, whether you come to sign up or not, whether you learn the heavenly art or not, don't let down Lord Wu's heart." With that, he picked up the long case and slowly walked to the stage.

Ghost Fang looked at the toolkit in his hand, hesitated, his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't know what to do with it for a while. He raised his head and looked in the direction of his house in the east, and suddenly found that a round of silver plates jumped out from the top of Huiyan Peak, although the sun had not yet set, the bright moon like a silver plate was still bright and radiant.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the ghost Fang's mind, and when he got on the ground, he turned around and jumped off the worship platform, like a feather arrow off the string, and rushed towards the top of Huiyan Peak.

Coming to the top of Huiyan Peak, the ghost party "snorted" and gasped, glanced at the toolkit, was overjoyed, walked quickly to the edge of the Wentian Stone on the peak, and stuffed the toolkit into the stone crack under the Wentian Stone. After a while, he slowly stood up and let out a long exhale, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up to reveal a smile, and his eyes glistened with determination.

The ghost side climbed to the top of the Wentian Stone, standing proudly and with extraordinary spirit. He raised his head and looked at the vast Tianhe, only to see that the sun did not have the west mountain, the danxia was like a brocade, just with the eastern bright moon reflecting each other, the weather was thousands, the beauty was breathtaking!

The ghost party suddenly remembered a few words that Mr. Tao often said, which is: How can you live up to the clouds, and open to the sky all your life; gallop the nine clouds and hold the tail of the comet, so as not to make Huanyu dust!

Ghost Fang jumped down and asked the heavenly stone, looked back at the toolkit in the crack of the stone, and was happy in his heart. He turned his head to look down the mountain, only to see the smoke rising from the cooking, and the lights of several houses were dim and faint, appearing and disappearing, and the blood-colored sunset dyed the river red, and under the caress of the evening breeze, the river rippled countless ripples, like strips of red silk. After a long time, the ghost party only waited for the glow to dissipate and the night was thick, and then ran down the mountain with the wonderful creation of the sky full of stars and the bright moon.

After the ghost party had dinner, he did not go to the private school to study as usual, but changed his route and quietly went to Tiangongyuan. When he walked to the gate of Tiangongyuan, he found that Wu Lishen was practicing the artifact he had personally built, the Qingyang Sword, on the worship platform.

The ghost Fang crouched by the door and secretly looked at the worship platform, it was exactly: Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, delicate like a group of emperors and dragons;

The ghost party is fascinated and moved, it is exactly that: the viewer is depressed like a mountain, and the heaven and earth are low for a long time.

The ghost party was obsessed, and he didn't pay attention, and when he snorted, he lightly touched the door panel. He retracted his head suddenly, holding his breath and staring, motionless, for fear of being noticed by Wu Lishen. After a while, he gently looked over and found that Wu Lishen had stopped practicing swords, but was wielding a hammer to beat something.

Onifang retracted and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the thrashing sound of "bell bell" suddenly stopped, and the Tiangong Garden fell silent all of a sudden, as dead as silence. The ghost fang's heart hung again, and he was terrified and overwhelmed.

After a while, the ghost side quietly looked over and found that the worship platform was empty. Oni Fang crept towards the worship platform next to the door, and suddenly, he noticed a black thing on the platform. The ghost side walked over and picked it up to see that it was a piece of pig iron, reflecting the stars and the moon, with a faint black light. There was also a note pressed under the pig iron, and the ghost party picked it up and looked at it, only to see that it was written: Thousands of hammers are chiseled out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if it is idle;

The ghost party comprehended it, and was immediately overjoyed, as if he had obtained a treasure. He looked at the candle shadow left by Wu Lishen on the window paper on the right side of the temple, and bowed his hand, and he got up for a long time. Then, he strode off the stage and flew out of Tiangongyuan.

The ghost party did not go home directly, and came to Huiyan Peak by himself. He couldn't wait to take out the tool kit placed in the crack of the stone, climbed up the Wentian Stone, placed the pig iron on the Wentian Stone, took out the small iron hammer in the toolkit, swung it in the air a few times, and hit the pig iron fiercely. When the "Zheng Zheng" sounded on the Tiantian Stone, the sparks burst out chaotically.

At the top of Huiyan Peak, where people are quiet at night, the sound of the impact of the iron hammer and the pig iron is extremely crisp and loud, shaking the entire mountain.

The stars are moving, and the moon is moving westward.

The ghost fang struggled for more than three hours, and he was exhausted, panting heavily.

He had to go home.

He knew that if he didn't go back, his father would never go to bed early.

After a while, the ghost party packed up his things and dragged his tired body down the mountain step by step to go home. Before he got home, he quickly dusted off his body, retracted his blistered hand into his sleeve, and walked home as usual, for fear that his father would notice something.

With a "squeak", the door opened.

As usual, the ghost man did not rest, he was sitting on the round stool next to the table of the Huanghuali Eight Immortals, holding the cigarette gun upwards with his right hand, taking a big puff from time to time, savoring it, and spitting it out slightly, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of tobacco.

The ghost party hurriedly pretended to be calm, and said calmly: "Dad, I'm ...... I am back. ”

The ghost man put down his cigarette gun and asked, "Why did you come back so late today, Mr. Tao won't let you go, or did you go crazy again?" He had a low voice and a serious expression, and there was a majesty in his tone.

Ghost Fang said: "No...... No, today's book is very interesting, so read it for a while. ”

The ghost man's face was slightly relieved, and he snorted, and said, "Okay, it's too late, go to sleep!"

The ghost said "yes" and walked to the back room as he said.

This night, the ghost party did not sleep peacefully, his two arms were swollen and thick, red and hot, and it was always difficult to sleep. But he still had a smile on his face, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

In the Southern Underworld Continent, craftsmen can be said to be the most noble profession in this society, especially craftsmen with heavenly craftsmanship are highly respected. Comparatively speaking, reading books has become less important. In Xingluobar Village, parents do not have the concept of "hoping that their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes", and whether or not their children can read depends entirely on their interests. Children can go to school or do anything else, but there is one thing that parents and even the whole village cannot tolerate, and that is to suppress good for evil. Because of this, the people of Xingluobar Village have always maintained the original nature of human beings - kindness.

Since the night Oni Fang got the pig iron, his life has gradually changed, even affecting his life.

The ghost party would finish learning what Mr. Tao taught early every day, and then hurriedly ran out of the private school and ran in the direction of the Tiangongyuan. However, he didn't go in, but leaned on the lower wall on the right side of the Tiangong Garden, eavesdropping on Wu Lishen's teaching of Tiangong.

Today, as usual, the ghost party quietly climbed to the wall again, and saw that the students were sitting on the worship platform in a neat and orderly manner, listening attentively to Mr. Wu's lecture.

Holding a book in his right hand and leaning his left hand behind his back, Wu Lishen slowly paced back and forth in front of the students, and said endlessly: "Students, as a student in the Tiangong Academy, you must first understand what 'Tiangong' is. Heavenly craftsmen can cast tools for the country and serve the country, and they can cast tools for the people to appease the people. Heavenly work is divided into nine grades: the first class is the heavenly work, the second class is the craftsman, the third class is the ghost axe, the fourth class is the cadre, the fifth class is the Mo evil, the sixth class is the craftsman, the seventh class is the craftsman, the eighth class is the craftsman, and the ninth class is the craftsman. To practice the Heavenly Craft, there are three factors, namely human skills, animal power, and spiritual elements, and they are also divided into nine levels, which are the same as the Heavenly Crafts level. Human skill is a forging method, to rely on the day after tomorrow to practice; animal power is the practice of exercises, to wake up one's own beast soul can be gradually stimulated, different beast souls represent different beast power potential; Lingyuan is a heavenly internal qi, as the saying goes: practice a breath inside, outside the muscles and bones. If you are strong, you will be strong, and if you are strong, you will be strong. Tiangong is divided into literary and martial arts. Writers and craftsmen only have human skills, but they rarely have animal power and spiritual elements. Therefore, the artefacts are good at forging artifacts, but they are not good at using artifacts to fight against people. When the skill level of the literary worker reaches the heavenly craft, he can become a first-class heavenly worker, but the literary worker cannot participate in the Nanming Dahe, and becomes a peerless heavenly worker recognized by the Three Kingdoms Emperor. Therefore, martial artists are not only good at forging artifacts, but also good at using artifacts to fight against people, gallop on the battlefield, and even kill demons and deter ghosts and gods. When the martial arts skills, animal power and spirit elements have reached the level of heavenly craft, they can become first-class heavenly craftsmen, and can participate in the Southern Hell, and the final winner can be jointly awarded the peerless heavenly badge by the Three Kingdoms Emperor, and become a peerless heavenly craftsman who laughs at the ancients and is rampant in the world. Therefore, Tiangong is an endless knowledge, and everyone will have to put in more efforts in the future to practice Tiangongshu, and even spend their lives not being able to see half of it. ”