In the thatched house...... A simple plank bed、—— a small wooden table and two low chairs were all set.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the crack in the hut and shone on the old man in one of the low chairs. Although the old man's beard was white, his face was flushed, and he did not see a single wrinkle on his face. Feng entered it and placed the two spiritual weapons he was holding on the wooden table.

"Bang Bang ......"

The moment the spirit weapon fell on the wooden table, it made a sound like a clash of gold and iron.

The old man looked at Feng Shi in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to come over with two spiritual weapons that were obviously not high-quality products.

"Senior brother, take a look. Jing Guo took the hammer and said, "Look at this thing?"

The white-haired old man swept away the daylight, and a subtle spiritual power suddenly permeated the past, and instantly swept around the round hammer, and then, his brows furrowed.

This old man was also a powerful spiritual master, and although the spiritual path he chose was not the same as the seal that was full of evil qi, his vision was not bad at all. As soon as the mind was swept away, he saw that this round hammer was a high-grade spiritual weapon at the priest level.

In the eyes of ordinary samurai, the top grade of the sergeant is already the best weapon. But in the eyes of a spirit master of his status, it was nothing more than that, and the old man couldn't figure out what his intentions were in bringing this thing.

With a turn of his gaze, the spiritual power swept towards another spiritual weapon. Then, he raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Senior brother, the foolish brother finally went out to see you once, but you used these things to entertain me, it's really ......."

Feng was slightly stunned, and said: "Senior brother, you only know how to retreat and cultivate every day, and it is difficult to get out of the customs once, how can the junior brother be so bored and happy with you." ”

The old man snorted lightly, his gaze fell on the long sword, and said, "This spiritual weapon has your spiritual evil qi on it, and it is clearly your own spiritual weapon. Hmph, although the material of the longsword is not very good, it is good that you can forge it to this extent by yourself. Feng Qian smiled dumbly, and then he understood the reason.

He shook his head and said, "Senior brother, how about you take a look at this hammer?"

However, this hammer is also your own hands. The old man glared at him and said, "Being able to forge a long sword made of ordinary stainless steel into a scholar-grade spirit weapon shows that the layout of the spirit pattern on the hammer is very reasonable. There are many people in our sect who can engrave spirit patterns, but there are very few who can do this. Since you used your own longsword to fool me, this longsword is naturally your own hands. ”

Feng Guan laughed and said, "Senior brother, this time you are out of sight." ”

The old man was surprised and said, "What is wrong with the foolish brother?" Oh, this hammer is not your masterpiece, then I want to be sad......

Feng Guan shook his head and said, "Senior brother, you don't have to guess, because you will never guess." ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and said, "Could it be that this sect has one more spiritual path master's guest qing?" Feng Shi smiled and said, "This sect does have one more spiritual path disciple, but it is not a guest qing." ”

"Spiritual Dao disciple...... The old man's eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "Could it be that this round hammer was forged by a new disciple?"

Feng Jing nodded again and again, and said: "Yes, this is what the old man saw with his own eyes, he not only engraved the spirit pattern in front of the old man and poured the spirit on the spot, but it was also the first time he poured the spirit for a hammer weapon." ”

"What?" the old man was slightly taken aback, and said, "The first time I poured spirit into a hammer weapon, how could that be possible." ”

Judging from the layout of the spirit pattern on the hammer, the person who engraved the spirit pattern is experienced, and his grasp of the whole has reached a state that is almost perfect, even if he is allowed or sealed to take action in person, at most he can only reach this level, and he may not be able to succeed again and again.

If it was said that this was a person with the same qualifications and reputation as their two brothers, the old man would sigh at most. However, when he knew that this hammer spirit weapon was from a beginner disciple of this sect, and that this person was the first time that he had engraved a spirit pattern on a hammer weapon, he could no longer be calm. Feng Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, junior brother actually finds it unbelievable, but it is true. ”

The old man picked up the hammer and looked at it carefully, this time he looked at it quite carefully, and his spiritual power swept back and forth, not even the slightest trace of clues.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "A masterpiece, a real masterpiece." ”

Feng Jing nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, this is indeed a masterpiece, and it can already be called the realm of art." Hehe, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the old man would never have imagined that someone would be able to exert the basic attack spirit pattern to such a limit. And ......," he repeated, with emotion, "this man is still a sixteen-year-old boy." ”

"Sixteen?" The old man's face finally changed, and he said astringently: "How can a young man who is only sixteen do this? Could it be that in this world, there are really people who are born to know.

Feng Guo smiled bitterly: "The old man also had some doubts, Immortal ......" He hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "This son is Zhang Mingyun's introductory disciple, and Zhang Mingyun has already passed on his Ming Ling Needle." ”

The old man's face was slightly cold, and he said, "Senior brother, since he is Zhang Mingyun's disciple, you shouldn't provoke him, have you forgotten his origin?"

Feng Shi shook his hand and said, "Senior brother doesn't need to worry, junior brother has already asked, Zhang Mingyun just taught him an ordinary spiritual path entry method. As for the legendary bloodline cultivation path, it has not been inherited. Moreover, this son is not a member of the spiritual family, and he can't cultivate that kind of mastery. ”

"Hey, not necessarily. ”

The old man sneered and said, "The Lingdao family is mysterious and unpredictable, and the methods are strange and changeable, what we thought was impossible may not be impossible in their hands. ”

Feng Jing's face was slightly gloomy, and he said: "Senior brother, I believe that I will not look at the wrong person, if Ying Chengfeng is successful in learning, he will definitely be able to become the pillar of optimus of my Dao Sect in the future." ”

The old man's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly released an indescribable majesty.

However, Feng Guo looked at him without showing weakness, and within his body, the powerful evil qi was even more imminent, as if it would explode at any time.

After the two of them confronted each other for a while, the old man finally sighed and said, "Okay, junior brother, you came to see me today, not just to inform the foolish brother of the news. ”

Feng Guan laughed and said, "Sure enough, senior brother knows me." He said excitedly: "This Ying Chengfeng not only has an incomparable spiritual talent, but also contains a ferocious aura that is indistinguishable from his junior brother in his spiritual power. ”

The old man was slightly stunned, looking at the sealed situation with an excited face, and finally understood why he looked at the little guy named Ying Chengfeng differently.

In this life, he cultivated the spiritual path, and the most proud thing was to enter the spirit with evil qi and forge a super powerful fierce spirit soldier.

This technique is a masterpiece, unique in the Instrument Dao Sect.

Now that he is old, he is crazy to find a successor to pass on this mastery. And this Ying Chengfeng, who has similar spiritual power, appeared in his sight just right, and this old guy naturally held him as a baby.

Feng Guo smiled proudly, stretched out his hand and touched the long sword in front of him, and said, "Senior brother, you may not believe it, this long sword is not from the hands of the younger brother, but also the one who won the wind and poured the spirit." ”

The old man was slightly stunned, although he had been surprised a few times today, but this time he was still greatly surprised.

"Senior brother, this obviously contains your natal evil spirit, you and my brother have been so many years, how can the old man not remember it. The old man said solemnly: "Then how can Ying Chengfeng introduce your evil qi spiritual power into the weapon?"

Feng Jing smiled, and said: "That kid is a genius who is born to know how to fine-tune his spiritual power, and uses his evil qi as a guide to release his little brother's evil qi into the spirit soldier. Hehe, this kind of qualification will definitely be able to pass on the lineage of the little brother and carry it forward. ”

The old man was stunned for a while, he let out a long breath, and said, "Senior brother, if this son is really as you say, then how can it be so simple to carry it forward." ”

Feng Jingtian grimaced and said with a smile: "Since Senior Brother also agrees with him, then please help him once." ”

The old man said suspiciously and vigilantly: "You guy, what the hell are you doing?" ”

Feng Guo said with a smile: "Although Ying Chengfeng is a rare spiritual genius, if he wants to cultivate my evil qi path, he must also cultivate martial arts and kill on a large scale, so that he can accumulate more evil qi and forge stronger spiritual soldiers." His eyes lit up and he said, "So I plan to let him join the Law Enforcement Hall and travel abroad to accumulate this murderous aura." ”

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "You can decide this matter yourself, what does it have to do with me?"

Feng Shi shook his head again and again, and said: "That kid's true qi is only seven layers, if he is released like this, he will not live to become a talent." ”

His words were a little taken for granted, if he knew what Ying Chengfeng was doing in the Qilian Mountains, he would definitely not have such thoughts.

The old man snorted lightly and said, "Foolish brother's talisman refining is quite fortunate, you don't want to fight them." ”

Feng Guo said with a regretful face: "Senior brother, as long as you can grow up by winning the wind, it will be our Dao Sect that will benefit in the future." ”

The old man shook his head slightly and said, "Since he is involved with Zhang Mingyun, he has such a powerful spiritual talent. Hehe, you have to be careful about making wedding dresses for others. ”

Feng Jing puffed up his chest and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, junior brother has a number." After a pause, he said again: "Please give me a talisman." ”

"Don't give. The old man said flatly.

Feng Shi was furious, he suddenly got up, his whole body was rippling, and a fierce aura permeated out.

"You really don't give it?"

"Don't give. ”

"You really don't give it?"

"Don't give. ”

"Okay, you don't give it, do you...... Lao Tzu robbed it. ”

"Boom, boom, and ......"

In the distance, dozens of heads stuck out from different places, and after looking twice in this direction, they suddenly retracted.

"The two of them are fighting again, but they don't know who wins and who loses in the end. ”

"No matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with us, so let's study this set of mutated spirit patterns more......"

"Yes, yes, in the old man's opinion, this set of spirit patterns should be treated like this. ”

"Wrong, it should be ......"

"That's right......"