Chapter Ninety-Four: Illusion
Demon Zangfeng's face froze suddenly, he didn't understand why this old man was holding on to himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As if seeing through the idea of Demon Zangfeng, the gray-bearded old man stroked his dirty beard, grinned and said with his wine-stained yellow teeth, "Among these people, you are the most pleasing to the eye, so the old man has to take care of you kid."
Demon Zangfeng's eyelids jumped, and he tried his best to say with a serious look, "The seniors are in love, I really need silver urgently, don't be joking"
The gray-bearded old man glared, "You see the old man is joking, it's a sin to waste such a good body like this"
Demon Zangfeng had a headache, and he really didn't know how to deal with it, "Senior, I really don't have a problem, how can you believe it?"
"Hey, don't look at the old man like this, his eyes are bright, I already knew your strength when you chose the hammer, at least I will wait for you to temper for three months before I can increase your fine iron", the gray-bearded old man stroked his beard and said.
Demon Zangfeng was scratching his heart, and suddenly heard this sentence, his eyes lit up, "You mean as long as your strength increases."
"That's what it means", but the gray-bearded old man immediately said vigilantly, "Don't play some small tricks, with your physique, it doesn't count to grow a few pounds or a dozen pounds of strength."
Without waiting for the smile on Demon Zangfeng's face to spread, he grinned with big yellow teeth, "Don't think that the old man can't see your current cultivation, although the old man is also surprised, but I am not interested in your sword yuan, the strength must be your own strength, and these small means of using secret techniques to burst power are not good."
The gray-bearded old man immediately banned all the means by which the Demon Hidden Blade could burst his strength in a short period of time.
"In addition to these, as long as your strength can grow by a thousand pounds in a month, I will let you choose fine iron, even if you take it all, I will give it to you", the gray-bearded old man stroked his beard, said an almost impossible condition, and smiled and waited for the little one's compromise.
Demon Zangfeng was a little surprised that the old man could see through the improvement of his sword element, but when he heard his next words, Demon Zangfeng's smile suddenly rippled.
Sensing that something was wrong with Demon Zangfeng's expression, the gray-bearded old man immediately reiterated, "As long as it's not your own strength to grow, it's not good!"
Demon Zangfeng smiled and nodded.
Seeing this, the gray-bearded old man felt a little bad in his heart, and finally added, "I must see it with my own eyes"
"No problem," said Demon Zangfeng, picking up the ore on the ground.
The gray-bearded old man looked wrong for a while, adding a thousand catties is not difficult for this little guy, but if you want to increase so much in a month, then it will be a big problem.
Don't talk about this little guy, even if you look at the Hegemony Sect, there are few... Or has he given up obediently?
After the demon Zangfeng had picked up all the ores, he said to the gray-bearded old man, "That senior, I'm leaving"
When the gray-bearded old man heard this, he was so angry that he almost didn't tear off his beard, "What, you stop me"
Demon Zangfeng reluctantly held the iron bucket, "Senior, my strength has increased, compared to when I chose the iron hammer, let me go"
The gray-bearded old man sneered, "Little guy, don't talk nonsense, you've grown strength in just a few days, and the long hair is about the same, many of them are a few catties, three catties or five catties, don't tell me you've gained a thousand catties."
Demon Zangfeng silently calculated, and then nodded.
When I first assessed my strength, my pure physical strength was 650 catties, and my soul increased by 1,300 catties.
After breaking the hammer that was bearing a weight of 2,000 catties, the pure physical strength at that time was about 1,000 catties.
Then, Lin Yuan proposed to retest, and he didn't rely on Jian Yuan and Shen Soul, but really hit a strength close to one thousand three.
Last night, I ate five Qi Enhancement Pills in a row, and my strength was conservatively estimated to have increased by 500 catties.
In this way, compared with when the hammer was broken, it did increase by about 1,000 catties.
"Little one, you can joke, but lying is annoying," the gray-bearded old man said in a faint voice.
Demon Zangfeng shook his head, "No, compared to when I chose the hammer, I did gain a thousand catties"
The gray-bearded old man frowned, this kid who was originally quite pleasing to his eyes couldn't help but be a little unreasonable at this time.
"If I don't believe it, I can go to the force measurement room and show you," Youzang Feng shrugged.
"Two thousand catties, as long as you can play two thousand catties without relying on external force, you can take the ore in the future, and I will teach you a set of extreme body refining hammer method", the gray-bearded old man's eyes were mostly squinted, and he slowly opened them for the first time.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but at the moment when the gray-bearded old man opened his eyes, the demon hidden blade's soul villain felt an unusually heavy oppression.
When he used his divine soul to sense it carefully, there was no abnormality on the old man in front of him, not even the slightest fluctuation of the sword element, and the ordinary could not be more ordinary.
Is it an illusion, Demon Zangfeng drove away the strange feeling just now, and nodded at the number that the old man proposed that was impossible in the eyes of ordinary people, "I will register as usual, and I don't need to refine the body hammer or something"
When I was forging iron, I vaguely learned about the old man's deeds from other people's mouths.
The old man is a mediocre blacksmith, and when an elder of the clan was chased and intercepted, he happened to pass by his sword stall and borrowed an iron sword, and then the elder won by luck and brought this old man who had taken **** luck into the Lin clan.
For this graybeard whose temper and appearance are consistent with the old man in his memory, he only holds an inexplicable nostalgia and respect, he has never thought of the benefits or anything, and it is estimated that the old man will not be able to take it.
"I'm talking about two thousand pounds, not two hundred pounds!", the gray-bearded old man said in a deep voice.
He didn't believe that this kid could hit two thousand catties of strength at all, and he didn't know why this kid wanted to die with a hard mouth, is it a common problem of children.
Demon Zang Feng picked up the iron bucket sharply and said, "Senior, let's go"
The gray-bearded old man didn't say anything more, he glanced at Demon Zangfeng lightly, and then took the lead in walking towards the force measurement room, followed by Demon Zangfeng.
When the two walked out of the aisle and came to the sword casting hall on the first floor, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone.
"Hey, what is that god boy doing with that old drunkard?"
"Hey, I must have been fooled by that old god stick"
"I don't look like it, that young man gives a very stable appearance, how can he be deceived by that old man"
"What's impossible, no matter how strong you are, it's a child after all, it's normal to be deceived once or twice"
Among the sword-forging apprentices, Lin Yuan's eyes were also on the demon hidden feng, seeing him following the old man who was addicted to drinking and deceiving people, he sneered in his heart, after all, he was a little hairy child, and he couldn't stand the benefits and temptations.
But he forgot that he had also offered the old man a jar of good wine worth dozens of taels of silver.