The Wind Blade Hall has moved to the former site of the Tianshan Sect and occupies the Tianshan Mountain at a high altitude. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Once, a fire from the Dune Wine Maniac burned the place to ashes, and overnight, the Tianshan faction was destroyed.

The Wind Blade Hall Master took out a large amount of Divine Iron Stone and Wood from the container, and asked the disciples to build all these materials, forming a circle around the top of the mountain.

The disciples of the Wind Blade Hall do forging work all the year round, as well as helping the hall master to do hands, carrying heavy objects, and each muscle is developed, not much worse than Li Mingyi, the devil muscle man of the Blood Blade Hall.

The men worked diligently and sweated to build the periphery, and the Shentie stone wood can resist various attributes, and it is a wood that is harder than steel in this world, and there is no restraint among the five elements.

The strong men also swept the Tianshan Mountain aside, combined with the forging technology, and completely built the Tianshan into a super fortress with copper walls and iron walls, which is embarrassing.

Yu Chenfeng, the hall master of the Wind Blade Hall, stood on the fortress and looked at the bottom of the Tianshan Mountain, it can be said that he could see the small mountains at a glance, his hands around his chest, he felt a lot, and said with a smile: "It's really thanks to Elder Zhou that the Evil God Sect has today's development, otherwise, we would have been living under the dark underground." ”

Several disciples wiped their sweat and said with a smile: "Elder Zhou is fighting the world and has a great reputation, and in a month, Xiangyang will hold a Protestant competition, and we have to thank Elder Zhou for it." ”

"Yes, when our Cult God Sect was in the most difficult time, Elder Zhou stood up, he was not too handsome. ”

"One person, one sword, if you can join the Blood Blade Hall......" Halfway through his words, the sect disciple suddenly stopped his mouth and looked at the hall master with straight eyes.

Yu Chenfeng smiled heroically: "Now that there is an evil god in the Blood Blade Hall, this Blood Blade Hall is an ideal place for many disciples, but I heard that the Blood Blade Hall only selects the elite of the elite, you boys can't just have brute strength, if you meet the conditions, it's okay to fall, but ......"

As soon as the words changed, he immediately laughed and scolded: "You boys have too poor understanding, how long has Lao Tzu taught you the Five Elements Iron Smelting Technique, have you memorized it now?"

One of the disciples smiled bitterly and said, "Hall Master, spare my life, we read these five elements of iron-refining recipes day and night, but the number of words is too long, we ...... We memorized the first half, and we forgot the second half......"

Yu Chenfeng's forehead was bruised, and he scolded: "You also say that the five million words of the Five Elements of Iron Smelting Recipe are difficult to memorize, you know, the Five Elements Iron Smelting Recipe contains the lifelong energy and essence of the old man when he was young, if you want to have some success in the future, you have to memorize it." ”

Another congregant complained: "That's a good thing, but it's ......"

"Huh?" Yu Chenfeng's face also showed a proud look, and after hearing some opinions from this sectist, he asked angrily, "What, what do you want to say?"

The disciple smiled bitterly and said, "Hall Master, this Five Elements Iron Refining Recipe is your handwriting, we ...... I don't understand. ”

"Joke, when the old man was writing the Five Elements of Iron Smelting, the whole process of writing was the 'Three Hundred Pounds of Iron' forging technique, didn't you find the mystery of forging brought by my words?"

The disciple almost vomited blood, and there was no one else in the hall master's practice, and that writing could still use the forging technique?

No wonder the handwriting of five million words looks like a hundred ghosts dancing wildly, and like ten thousand thunders, strung together, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Several Guapi disciples laughed and said, "No wonder we feel a strong smell of striking iron in the text, it turns out that the hall master used divine skills to write." ”

"Hmph, that's nature. Yu Chenfeng's old face was full of brilliance, he raised his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Now there is such an evil god in the Blood Blade Hall, although our Wind Blade Hall is not the entrance of the main battle hall, but the weapons and equipment in the hall are all created by us, in the sect, we are also an indispensable existence, it's time to make a character like the evil god come out." ”

When everyone heard this, could it be that the hall master planned to select a disciple to focus on cultivating?

Immediately, their eyes lit up, and they had no hope of entering the Blood Blade Hall, but they still had some heat in terms of forging, and since the hall master said so, anyone would have a chance.

Yu Chenfeng smiled and said: "There is an evil god from the Blood Blade Hall, then our Wind Blade Hall is the entrance of the Forging Hall, and naturally there will be a forging mad god, well, yes, it's called the Forging Maniac God, this name is good, what do you think?"

The disciples were full of black lines on their faces, and secretly said to themselves: This name is really earthy.

Immediately, he said, "Good name, good name." ”

Yu Chenfeng haha, and said: "Okay, since you all agree with the name chosen by the old man, then the old man has decided, and he will cultivate a forging Tianzun in the future!"

Isn't it a forging mad god? How did you become a forging Tianzun again? Everyone was confused and confused.

Yu Chenfeng smiled and walked back to the hall.

Several disciples hurriedly followed and asked, "Hall Master, since you said that you would go to great lengths to build a Forging Heavenly Venerable, then ...... your candidate?"

When Yu Chenfeng heard this, he hurriedly said: "What forging Tianzun, obviously the old man is talking about forging mad gods, as for the candidates......

He began to think, and looking at his expression, he seemed to be uncertain.

A few disciples were helpless, it seemed that the hall master was really old, more than ninety years old, and his muscles were comparable to the peak of youth, but the inner thing really couldn't be concealed.

The believers lamented that time waits for no one, like a knife to kill a pig.

Yu Chenfeng seemed to have figured it out, and said with a smile: "Okay, I have chosen it from among the Protestants, and I hope to find any good seedlings." ”

What the hell, are we not suitable? The disciples were in a hurry, and hurriedly followed behind the hall master, shouting and recommending themselves.

......

Baijian Mountain, the former site of the Sharp Sword School.

The entrance of the hall built by the Hidden Blade Hall is very simple, because it belongs to the hidden mobile organization, it is naturally not too obvious, and the ghost wind sets the entrance of the hall underground, and sets up a multi-layer enchantment outside, using the visual error effect given by the terrain to cover it up.

These enchantments can only be broken through by the special techniques exclusive to the Hidden Blade Hall.

The entrances of each hall are being arranged, the Cult of the Evil God is developing rapidly, and after a month, the assessment of the Ghost Blade Hall in Xiangyang Town will be over, and those Protestants will be divided into the entrances of the halls, and the Cult of the Evil God will usher in its heyday.

I hope there won't be any mess during this time.

Ghost Wind wore a mask, and he couldn't see what his expression was, he was on an inconspicuous tree, quietly watching the sky.

He is a person in the Cult of Evil Gods who has completely experienced the catastrophe of the Ghost Mountain, and Zhou Zihao's heroic posture and indomitable will are still in his heart.

It's also a shame to think about it, in the midst of the catastrophe, he can't help at all, and even when the bloodthirsty array appears, he can only stay away from the battlefield.

In the face of all the strong people in the world, he can only hide himself.

It is unimaginable that Zhou Zihao was able to seize the jade glass beads from the ten thousand armies to suppress the strong people from all walks of life.

Because of Zhou Zihao, the Cult of the Evil God was able to see the light of day again and see a piece of light.

Zhou Zihao is really a mysterious man, and Ghost Feng sincerely admires this evil god.

At this time, a disciple quietly came to the side and said, "Report to the hall master, I got the news of Elder Zhou at the border, and he left Middle-earth with Fairy Su. ”

Zhou Zihao is a god-like existence in the cult of evil gods, and everyone knows that Su Ning is the person he loves, he looks like a fairy, and the person that God fancies, those disciples naturally admire it as a fairy.

"It's been almost a week since the sect leader disappeared, and I'm afraid Elder Zhou is looking for a trace. Afterwards, Ghost Feng sighed with emotion: "Elder Zhou quelled this catastrophe and bought a lot of opportunities for our Cult God Sect, and now he is running around again, but he works day and night, and we can't live up to the people who have worked hard for my sect." ”

"Try your best to do your duty, whether my Great Evil God Sect can turn the battle between good and evil this time depends on the present day. ”

"Yes!" the cultist disappeared again.