Seeing the look of doubt in Zhou Feng's eyes, the young man suddenly felt insulted, and his face turned red.

"What do you mean?" Glaring at Zhou Feng angrily, Zhou Zhengliu asked loudly.

Without waiting for Zhou Feng to reply, Zhou Zhengzhi had already said with a smile: "Such a powerful eyesight, I actually saw our cultivation, hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you, although Zhengliu only has the cultivation of the late eighth order, but the real strength is us, and we are a few points inferior!" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Feng was secretly startled, and then saw Zhou Zhengliu's huge black long knife, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Well, after half a month, goodbye in the back mountain!" Zhou Feng replied in a deep voice.

"Wait a minute, won't you find a witness?" Zhou Zhengzhi stopped Zhou Feng.

"No need!" Zhou Feng shook off this sentence, and then strode away.

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, the brilliance flashed in the eyes of the four of them, and a trace of strangeness appeared on their faces.

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The Confucian City is lined with shops, led by two leading companies, one of which is the rejuvenation hall of the Bauhinia family, and the other is the Baibao Pavilion set up by the Baihua Chamber of Commerce.

Huichun Hall, doing medicine stone business, set up the outer hall and inner hall, the outer hall mainly treats various diseases, and the inner hall is to do the pill business.

Baibao Pavilion is to buy and sell all kinds of weapons, blades, and can also customize various weapons according to the needs of customers.

However, Zhou Feng did not come to the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, but turned around in the Confucian City, and found an iron shop in a secluded alley.

"Dangdangdang......"

As soon as he walked to the mouth of the alley, he heard a sharp metal collision sound from inside, and when he turned a corner, an old house appeared in Zhou Feng's eyes, and a unique smell of iron smelting greeted him.

Walking into the shop, a wave of heat rushed in, and in the shop, a middle-aged blacksmith was wielding a hammer and striking a piece of burned red iron, and the middle-aged blacksmith* wore his upper body, revealing his dark muscles, and rows of sweat beads dripped from his body.

On the gray-black wall, there were some swords hanging on it, Zhou Feng glanced at it, although these weapons were very simple, without any decorative lines, but they were still strong.

"Bell! Bang Bang! ”

The middle-aged blacksmith held a sledgehammer in his hand, but it seemed to be as light as a feather, and he did not exert any force, and when he struck the anvil, the force was immediately retracted, and the priority of each blow was different, not so much striking iron as playing music.

Zhou Feng was puzzled, although he didn't know much about the method of refining tools, but he also knew that the most important thing was to use even force, so that the material could not leave gaps and flaws.

It's just that the middle-aged blacksmith struck the iron, all in one go, and although the sound of the bell was deafening, he didn't feel irritated at all, like the sound of heaven.

Until noon in the day, a ray of sunlight shone on the hammer, and I saw that the middle-aged blacksmith's forehead was sweating like raindrops, and he didn't know that he had knocked tens of thousands of hammers, he took a deep breath and struck the last hammer fiercely!

"Boom!"

With the deafening rest of the passionate music, the crescent blade was broken in two!

"Ahem!"

The middle-aged blacksmith threw the hammer and sighed loudly, as if he were sorry.

Seeing someone come to the door, the middle-aged blacksmith immediately put down the work in his hand, wiped the sweat on his body with the towel, and greeted him with a smile.

"Guest officer, I've kept you waiting for a long time, what do you need!" The middle-aged man asked honestly.

"It's okay, I'm here to make a custom weapon!" Zhou Feng said with a light smile.

"Made-to-order?" Hearing Zhou Feng's words, the middle-aged blacksmith patted his chest without hesitation, and said heroically: "No problem, as long as you leave the pattern and size, I can help you build it soon, although it is not very sophisticated, but it is definitely strong and sharp enough." ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged blacksmith, Zhou Feng didn't say a word, he directly picked up the pen and paper on the side, and quickly sketched it.

Taking the pattern handed over by Zhou Feng, the middle-aged blacksmith frowned and muttered: "From the outside, this is a spear, next to it two iron branches, and a crescent-shaped blade is installed on the iron branch, although it is a little complicated, but no problem, I can do it." ”

"That's good! But I want you to use the best materials, money...... Not a problem! As he spoke, Zhou Feng took out two golden tickets of one thousand taels from his arms.

Seeing these two glittering golden tickets, the middle-aged blacksmith swallowed his saliva stiffly, he had never seen so much money in his life, and he usually fought a weapon, at most ten taels of silver, this thousand taels of gold was unimaginable.

"Guest officer, wait a minute, I'll ask my master to come out and let his old man talk to you!" As he spoke, he didn't greet Zhou Feng, but ran towards the house.

After a while, the middle-aged blacksmith walked out with a large man.

This big man's face was full of gray beard, and his body was a mess, yellow, messy, piled up on his face like weeds, completely blocking his face, but even so, Zhou Feng still felt two eyes like sharp swords sweeping past him.

"It's actually a congenital master!" Zhou Feng is no stranger to the aura of an innate master, he has seen a lot, he wonders, but why a congenital master would actually nest in a dilapidated blacksmith shop.

Innate masters, no matter where they are placed, are all enshrined existences, even if they are placed in the Zhou family, they are all existences whose power surpasses the three elders.

How could an innate master with such a revered status succumb to a small blacksmith shop? Does he have some ulterior motives, or is there a past that ordinary people can't understand?

Zhou Feng thought in shock in his heart.

"What a weird boy!" As everyone knows, in the heart of the sloppy man, he also gave Zhou Feng a strange characterization.

After the sloppy big man's sharp eyes swept over Zhou Feng's body, he was shocked to find that from that kid's body, he didn't feel the slightest breath, and his internal qi cultivation was good, but as an innate master, he had a strange feeling, this kid was very, very strong.

It is understandable that the sloppy man has such a strange feeling, because at this time, all the breath of Zhou Feng's whole body is completely invested in the Eye of the Sea, and with the cover of the Eye of the Sea, Zhou Feng can completely not show the slightest breath, and the most terrifying thing is that even the breath of life can be completely covered, like a dead thing without any breath.

"Are you going to spend a thousand taels of gold to customize a weapon?" As soon as the sloppy man spoke, Zhou Feng felt a buzzing in his ears, and his deep voice was like muffled thunder, which was extremely penetrating.

"Not bad!" Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhou Feng replied in a deep voice.

"A thousand taels of gold is not a small amount!" Glancing at Zhou Feng's simple clothes, the sloppy man whispered, "Bring me the drawings!" Dahan stretched out his palms.

What kind of palms are they, they are the size of Zhou Feng's three palms, they are covered with earthy yellow calluses, and the lines on the palms are more like seal carvings, deep in the flesh and blood, and the slight movement of the palms can break these blood marks.

Seeing these hands, Zhou Feng felt incredible, could the hands of an innate master be damaged to this point?

Zhou Feng felt incredible.

Taking the manuscript paper handed over by the middle-aged blacksmith, the sloppy man put it in front of him without care.

"This ......" who knows, just when he looked at the sketch on the drawing, the voice of great surprise couldn't help blurting out.

has been paying attention to the movements of the sloppy big man, Zhou Feng clearly felt that just when he saw the graphic of the Sky Snatching Battle Halberd, the sloppy big man's whole body couldn't stop trembling, although he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Zhou Feng still noticed the fluctuation of the breath of the big man's whole body in an instant.

"This big man has passed through the Heaven Capture Halberd!" Almost at this moment, Zhou Feng had already affirmed this idea in his heart, and he couldn't help but be secretly wary.

Soon, Dahan's mood completely calmed down, and then after being silent for a while, he turned to Zhou Feng.

"You...... Are you surnamed Zhou? The scruffy man asked in a low voice.

Zhou Feng glanced at the big man deeply, did not make a sound, and chose to acquiesce.

Seeing that Zhou Feng didn't respond, the sloppy man didn't care, but the words he asked later made Zhou Feng's heart tremble, "You...... Is it fourteen this year? September 28th birthday? ”

"How do you know?" Zhou Feng's birthday, even in the Zhou family, few people know, why is a person who has never known him so familiar with him?

Seeing Zhou Feng's reaction, the sloppy man had actually affirmed his thoughts, stabilized the drum-like shock in his heart, and the sloppy man opened the grass nest and seemed to have his hair messy.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged blacksmith on the side opened his mouth in surprise, he had been waiting by the sloppy master's side for ten years, but in the past ten years, he had never seen his master's real face, how many times, he wanted to tidy up the sloppy master's appearance, trim his hair, but every time he was rejected, ten years, as always, the withered hair on his head did not become longer or shorter, and even the oily robe did not change at all.

But he didn't expect that his stubborn and stinky master, when he saw this young man with a customized weapon, actually lifted the withered hair that had not changed for more than ten years. While secretly speculating about the relationship between the young man and his master, this blacksmith stared at his master expectantly and nervously.

Vicissitudes! Determination!

After seeing the sloppy man's appearance, these two words suddenly appeared in Zhou Feng's heart.

After brushing off the long and messy hair, what was revealed was a standard 'country' shaped face, the long beard was like a steel needle, which pierced the face of the big man, adding a little majesty to the big man, a huge scar, extending from the cheeks to the corner of the right eye, the scar was deeply sunken, but it was not like a blade, but it seemed to have been stripped of a whole piece of flesh and blood. However, under the backdrop of the eyes that were as deep as the sea and vicissitudes like mountains, the scar did not give people a feeling of fear, but added a little calm aura to the big man.

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