As if hearing footsteps, the gray-bearded old man opened his eyelids with difficulty, saw that it was Demon Zangfeng, and closed them again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The clothes are sour and smelly, they almost smoke me," he said slowly, pulling out the padded handyman uniform from under his ass and closing his eyes.

Demon Zangfeng took his clothes unapprethoughtly and ran directly to the area where the ore was collected.

Sandwiched three pieces of pig iron, ten pieces of refined iron, and glanced at the last pile of hard ore with purple in black, Demon Zangfeng turned around and walked out.

On the way to register, the old man sat up at some point, leaned on the handle of the bamboo chair and said, "Little guy, what are you doing with fine iron?"

Demon Zangfeng was registering the amount, he turned his head and wondered, "Forging, what else can I do?"

"You haven't forged it before, what are you doing with so much", the gray-bearded old man only saw the thirteen pieces of ore piled up on the iron bucket, but did not see the eight forged pieces of fine iron below.

"Those, forged it", Demon Zangfeng finished writing the last word and put down his pen.

Hearing the words of the demon hidden feng, the gray-bearded old man's eyes opened a little half, and his eyes flickered, "Little guy, lying is going to swallow a needle."

Demon Zangfeng smiled and said, "What are you lying about, or I'll get so much refined iron"

"I remember that you have registered a total of eight pieces of fine iron, and it has only been forged in less than two days?" the old man waved his hand, obviously not convinced.

"It's good, it's inside, senior, if it's okay, I'll go first", Demon Zangfeng shook the iron bucket in his hand and prepared to leave.

"Wait," the graybeard old man stood up and walked in front of Youzangfeng.

"Let me see, I don't believe your nonsense, what should I do when the time comes?" he was about to carry the iron bucket in the hand of the demon hidden feng.

"Okay, I'll come", Demon Zangfeng reluctantly pushed away the old man's hand, this iron bucket was heavier than the iron hammer, and Demon Zangfeng was afraid that he would flash his waist.

Grabbing the edge of the iron bucket, Demon Zangfeng directly made a noise, and all of them fell in front of the gray-bearded old man.

"Eight pieces, all here", Demon Zangfeng pointed to the ore road that had been sprinkled all over the ground.

Following the line of sight of Demon Hidden Feng, the more the old man looked at it, the more surprised he became, and suddenly, a small piece of it suddenly attracted the gray-bearded old man's attention.

"You forged this?", the gray-bearded old man pointed to the one with six or seven hundred scales carved into it, dark and blue.

"Well, it was just forged this morning," Demon Zangfeng nodded.

Seeing this, the gray-bearded old man looked the demon hidden feng up and down again, and his face suddenly sank, "I don't know what secret technique you used, but forcibly overdrawing your body will inevitably leave permanent dark wounds, you don't want to be reckless in forging iron for this little profit."

Seeing the gray-bearded old man so serious for the first time, Demon Zangfeng couldn't help but be stunned.

Although "power liberation" is somewhat similar to what the old man said, it is not so serious, after all, he knows his body best.

Suddenly, something came to mind, and the demon Zangfeng thought communicated with the mini painting scroll in the Mud Pill Palace, "Second generation, are you there?"

"Yes, master", a line of mechanical small print emerged.

"Will the operation of the Immortal Killing Decision cause harm to the body", Demon Zangfeng transmitted the thoughts related to soul power.

"The master refers to the soul power to stimulate the brain, temporarily open the body's power limit, this depends on the person, there may be hidden dangers for a long time, but with the master's talent and bloodline, it will be able to recover soon, and there will be no big problem", a line of small words quickly emerged.

"Of course, the greater the power limit is unraveled, the greater the load, and the master has no problem with the extent of it", adds in a line of small print.

"Talent bloodline?", Demon Zangfeng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, the bloodline inherited in the master's body is extremely rare in the entire three thousand worlds, if it stimulates the atavism..."

Just when Demon Zangfeng read the information of the painting scroll, the gray-bearded old man standing on the side frowned and said, "Did you listen to what I said, don't rely on the advantages of your innate body to draw strength wantonly, the human body is equivalent to a well, now you are not in a hurry to drain the water inside, but to find a way to widen the wall of the well and strengthen the hanging rope."

Facing the old man's tirade that he started again, Demon Zangfeng nodded with a wry smile.

"Two pieces, now you have two pieces a day is the most suitable, put the rest back", the old man suggested.

Hearing that he wanted to put it back, where would Demon Zangfeng agree, this is related to Lin Yuechan's healing medicine money, and the second generation of his body also said that there is no problem.

"That, senior, I don't think my body is in any serious trouble, my strength is still abundant, I'll take those ten pieces of fine iron back first, and if I can't refine it then, I'll send it back to you, you don't think it's", Demon Zangfeng said euphemistically.

"It's a fart", the old man blew his beard and glared, and then subconsciously raised his hand to pour a sip of wine, but found that his hand was empty.

"Why can't you listen to it, with your current strength, swinging that iron hammer is already the limit, forcibly use it for a hundred forging, or even more, it may not be a problem for a while, but in the long run, it will become a fatal hidden danger, affecting the longevity of the body, and when the time comes, condense the body and practice the body refining method......"

Suddenly realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the gray-bearded old man changed sharply, "When the time comes, if you regret it, it will be too late."

"In short, don't waste your body in vain, exercise is necessary, but never overdone", he said earnestly as he wiped the drools from his beard.

was a little dizzy and spinning when the old man said it saliva, and the demon Zangfeng admired the old man's eloquence from the bottom of his heart.

"Two dollars a day, you can't take it away if you have more, I still have this right", the gray-bearded old man said undoubtedly.

Listening to the old man's strong accent, coupled with his tone being for his own sake, Demon Zangfeng had a headache for a while.

"That, senior, I must complete the refining of ninety fast hundred refined iron in a month and a half, otherwise I won't be able to scrape together the money to buy medicine for my family", Demon Zangfeng reluctantly revealed the truth.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, two dollars a day, just right", the old man said with his fingers.

"She went to bed again because of my serious injury, and the sooner she collected all the silver, she could heal her injuries a day earlier, and I don't want her to be in pain forever", Youzang Feng said urgently.

"Is it a little girl?", Graybeard stroked his beard and squinted.

Not knowing what the old man meant, Demon Zangfeng nodded and did not deny it.

"Then it shouldn't be, since the little girl is willing to hurt you, it means that she cares about you, if you know that you are ruining your body like this, and you don't break your heart, she must have endured it for your body."

The gray-bearded old man crackled, and the demon Zangfeng was speechless for a while.

"She is the most important person to me, even if I can suffer for one less day, I will do my best for her", Demon Zangfeng said solemnly.

"Even if you leave a dark disease in your body, you don't hesitate," the gray-bearded old man squinted.

"Don't hesitate to do it", Demon Zangfeng said without hesitation.

The old man stroked his beard and nodded, "I can't see that it's still a lover, two pieces a day, not more"