The night was getting deeper, and after taking away a large amount of spirit stones and iron ore from the Wu family's inventory, Xiao Yao quietly returned to the Murong family's manor alone, lazily lying on a small three-story building near the backyard square, looking at the two light blue lights and shadows that were still shining in the night sky with a calm face.

The pale blue light and shadow flickered and moved there, and there was not only a looming figure inside, but also a slightly terrifying aura.

"Huh?"

The extraordinary soul perception made Yi Fan discover Xiao Yao the moment he appeared. So, Yi Fan jumped over several roofs one after another and came to Xiao Yao's side.

"It's been a long time since the people of the Feng family came, why did you come here......? Huh?" Yi Fan had a meaningful evil smile on his face.

"!"

Xiao Yao rolled his eyelids and said seriously: "I came a long time ago, but I just hid my breath and didn't let you find out!"

Seeing that he resolutely denied it, Yi Fan laughed a few more wickedly, and then changed the topic: "When you first arrived at the door of my blacksmith shop, you first praised the weapons I forged, and then shook your head gently, what do you mean?"

"Huh!"

As soon as the words fell, Yi Fan felt a cold light flash, and a three-inch and seven-minute long knife suddenly appeared in his eyes, the blade was cold and cold.

"This ......"

Looking at the knife forged from Fan Iron, Yi Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of horror flashed inside.

He had been practicing blacksmithing with the old man since he was a child, so he could see at a glance how extraordinary the knife was.

"Whoosh!"

In the next second, his hand quickly reached out, took the knife in his hand, and observed it carefully.

Under the moonlight, the dark and cold glittering knife exuded a deep and charming luster, as if it was about to devour the soul of a human being.

At the same time, the cold and piercing feeling made Yi Fan's brows furrow without a trace, and he said to himself in his heart:

Completely forged with mortal iron, there is not the slightest impurity, it is simply perfect to the extreme! But why is this knife so cold? Even if it is a 10,000-year-old cold iron, after careful forging, it does not make people feel cold and piercing?

"Whew!"

Pinching the handle of the knife with his fingertips, Yi Fan gently scratched in the air, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind shocked his heart, and blurted out a heartfelt approving voice:

"Good knives!"

"Huh?"

But immediately, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his superb soul perception made Yi Fan feel that there were obvious aura fluctuations on the knife's body.

"How is this possible?"

He couldn't help but exclaim, suspecting that he was feeling wrong, Yi Fan closed his eyelids suddenly, and his soul power poked out, completely wrapped the knife, and felt it carefully.

"That's right! This knife really contains spiritual energy! This energy is not small, it seems to be ......."

As his soul power continued to increase, Yi Fan's brows became tighter and tighter, and the cynical smile on his face was replaced by a touch of solemnity in the blink of an eye.

"Yellow Order Spiritual Weapon?"

After a while, Yi Fan, whose eyes were tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a frightened look quickly emerged from Zang Feng's lying pupils.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could hardly believe that the knife forged with mortal iron could be compared to the Yellow Rank Spiritual Weapon.

If this is made into a long sword and long knife often used by martial artists, wouldn't it become a great weapon for the Yin people?

"You did this?"

Yi Fan's eyes widened, and there was an unbelievable look in them.

"Do whatever you want, it's hard to get into the hall of elegance!" Xiao Yao nodded without changing his face.

"Shhh

Hearing this understatement, Yi Fan couldn't help but gasp several times, and his heart was like the waves of the sea, rolling up countless waves.

If Xiao Yao was a bad old man, he would definitely not doubt it, but Xiao Yao was a little guy who was much younger than him.

While cultivating martial arts, you also have to take care of forging, at such a young age, you can achieve extraordinary achievements in both aspects, where is this something that people can do?

Although the old man who adopted Yi Fan had told him that the person who could lift a bow weighing 50,000 catties was his nobleman, and worshipping that person as a teacher would allow him to achieve extraordinary achievements.

But after seeing Xiao Yao, Yi Fan was indeed quite disappointed. In terms of physical condition, he is not much worse than Xiao Yao, and in terms of soul power, he is much stronger than Xiao Yao. If he fought with his life, Yi Fan firmly believed that his soul attack would definitely be able to severely damage Xiao Yao.

Therefore, if he is asked to worship Xiao Yao as a teacher, deep down in his heart, it is actually difficult to accept. Of course, the main thing is that he was very skeptical of the old man's prophecy.

Yi Fan didn't think he could learn anything from Xiao Yao, nor did he think that Xiao Yao could solve his problem of not being able to cultivate because his dantian couldn't gather qi.

However, after seeing Xiao Yao's strange arrow that shot Wu Yunkai, Yi Fan's mentality changed a little:

This magical archery technique that suddenly stopped in the air and then continued to gallop was worth learning from him, and it was not so difficult to accept Xiao Yao as a teacher.

After all, as long as you have extraordinary abilities in a certain aspect, it is worth learning and respecting by others, regardless of your age.

Now, after seeing Xiao Yao's forging, Yi Fan immediately felt convinced.

"Whether he can let me cultivate aura or not, but with this magical archery technique and incredible forging technique, it is worth my Yi Fan to learn from him!"

After the decisive voice slowly fell in his heart, Yi Fan held the knife with both hands and returned it to Xiao Yao respectfully, his face was also slightly awe-inspiring, and the previous cynicism was like two people!

"Master Xiao Yao, the kid has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, he was offended a lot before, please don't mind!"

Master is an honorific title for an excellent forging master and even a spiritual weapon master, and Xiao Yao, who is much younger than him, uses honorifics like "you", which shows that Yi Fan has recognized Xiao Yao's ability at this time.

"And what if I mind?"

The faint voice fell, Xiao Yao turned his head, his quiet pupils stared at Yi Fan who was slightly in awe without blinking, and his unusually calm face gave people a feeling of not being angry but threatening.

Now that you recognize Lao Tzu and want to apprentice, then Lao Tzu has to accept you as an apprentice?

"Master!"

Like Heiyan and Yi Fei, Yi Fan's face is also quite thick, and regardless of whether Xiao Yao agrees or not, he shouted directly, and a cynical smile appeared on his face again:

"Master, I ...... the bow and the winding method."

"Is that bow and winding method his last words the last words of his old man, and have the slightest connection with you? Am I right, old man?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yao interrupted him in an unkind tone, and his tone gradually strengthened, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Obviously, Xiao Yao at this time has a very strong liver fire!

He always thought that Yi Fan was a "peerless master" who played the world and lived in seclusion here, so he not only invited Yi Fan to have a big meal, but also paid a black gold card, and even pretended to be a grandson!

Of course he didn't care about money, but Yi Fan screamed for a long time as a "big grandson", which made Xiao Yao, who saw Yi Fan's true face, very unhappy and angry!

It's just that at that time, Xiao Yao's mind was on the heavy bow, and he didn't have time to deal with Yi Fan, and he didn't have time to settle accounts with him.

Unexpectedly, before Xiao Yao went to settle accounts with him, Yi Fan took the initiative to send it to the door without knowing what to do.

"Damn, how did I forget that?"

After hearing Xiao Yao's gritted teeth and the word "old man", the cynical smile on Yi Fan's face instantly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched disobediently. In an instant, his handsome face turned into a bitter melon.

Super big bitter gourd!

"Master, do whatever you say!"

deliberately let out an extremely helpless sigh, Yi Fan, who was full of bitterness, played a scoundrel very "smartly", and kicked the ball back to Xiao Yao with a direct kick.

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Yao really wanted to punch the bitter gourd face, and a feeling of powerlessness of hitting the cotton with a fist suddenly came to his heart.

"Do you think that if Lao Tzu takes the initiative to speak, you will be able to escape?"

With a cold snort in his heart, Xiao Yao smiled slightly, and a faint voice slowly spit out from his mouth: "From now on, I will forge the spirit stones and iron ore I need......"

"No problem, it's all on me! This thing, as long as you have money, you can have as much as you want!"

Yi Fan was overjoyed, and there was no doubt that he interrupted Xiao Yao's words, and he swore that he patted his chest, but he didn't notice that Xiao Yao's dark pupils shrank suddenly, and a fox-like cunning flashed in them.

"Then you can get tens of thousands of green spirit stones and ...... first Huh, why did you lie down? Pretending to be dead for Lao Tzu, didn't you? I sue you, even when you arrive at the Yama Palace, you have to get the green spirit stones and green spirit stones that Lao Tzu needs, otherwise...... Hmph, at your own risk!"

Xiao Yao, who roared angrily and had a hideous face, grabbed Yi Fan, who was lying there pretending to be dead, and was just about to throw him down, when a loud "bang" suddenly came from the heavens and the earth.

Immediately, the fire rose into the sky, and half of the sky of Flying Dragon City was suddenly red!

"Rub it!"

This sudden loud sound made many people subconsciously jump to the roof.

"Wu family?"

Looking at the large burst of firelight, everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes were shocked: someone actually took advantage of the Wu family's nest to burn down their station in Flying Dragon City?

"Bastard!"

But immediately, the angry and angry scolding came out of the mouths of Murong Wan, Murong Canghai, Murong Fei, Feng Tianhua, Feng Tianlin and Feng Yi almost at the same time.

I can think with my toes that this big black cauldron has been carried on the back by the two forces of them, and I can't shake it off.

In the next moment, the eyes of the six people shifted slightly, and they all fell on Xiao Yao, who was still there to scold Yi Fan.