"Boy, look at it." Seeing that Mu Yi didn't pay attention, the man in black scolded.

“...”

was scolded by the man in black, Mu Yi smiled bitterly, and secretly said in his heart that this man in black was sick in his brain! If you want to preach and get a job, you might as well introduce yourself first!

Although he complained in his heart, Mu Yi didn't dare to slack off, and immediately concentrated on watching the black-clothed man forge. Although Mu Yi had a hundred questions in his heart, Mu Yi knew that it was easier for this man in black to pinch himself to death than it was to pinch an ant to death.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Mu Yi was immediately shocked when he saw it.

Although he didn't know the art of forging, he still had some eyesight.

The forging method of this man in black seemed to be no different from that of an ordinary blacksmith, but through the fluctuation of soul power, Mu Yi saw something different. The forging method of the man in black is not simply performed by strength, but by soul power.

It's not so much that this is forging, but that the man in black is performing a very clever set of exercises.

Half an hour later, the palm-sized iron ore had been forged to the size of a child's fist.

"Boy, do you see clearly?" The man in black put down the hammer and looked at Mu Yi and said.

"Hmm..."Mu Yi was stunned and nodded quickly. Being stared at by the man in black was like being stared at by a fierce beast, how dare Mu Yi say nothing.

"Here you go." The man in black nodded, then pointed to the hammer and said.

"Damn, what kind of person is this!"

Mu Yi smiled bitterly, feeling that he had encountered a neuropathy. It's just that this neuropathy is a master, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest disobedience.

Mu Yi walked to the forging table, picked up the hammer, and began to forge.

"Boy, if you continue to fight like you, you won't want to make iron ore into fine iron for the rest of your life, let alone cast a soul guide." After a few hits, the man in black sneered.

These days, he left Notting City to investigate Mu Yi's background, and now he has only returned to Notting City. When he found out that Mu Yi came to a blacksmith shop and started to make iron, he saw that Mu Yi didn't know how to make iron at all, so he came in on a whim to teach this kid.

"This..."

Being scolded by the man in black, Mu Yi calmed down, and he immediately thought of how the man in black used his soul power forging just now.

If it is an ordinary person, it is impossible to peep at how others operate their soul power, but Mu Yi is a cultivator, and a cultivator has divine sense, which is a way to peek into the operation of other people's soul power.

Although Mu Yi only investigated a little fur of the black-clothed man's hammer method just now, he had rich experience in the exercises in his previous life, so he immediately understood the tricks of the black-clothed man's exercises.

"It's a technique, not a soul technique!" Mu Yi was very surprised.

The hammer technique performed by the man in black is not a soul technique, but a real exercise, a kind of exercise that is the same as martial arts exercises, but there is still a difference between them and martial arts exercises.

Martial arts exercises do not need to use martial souls, and although the hammer method of this man in black did not show his martial soul, when he ran the hammer method, he still used his martial soul to mobilize soul power, but he couldn't see it with his eyes at all.

"It's a subtle hammer technique, but it doesn't bother me."

For the soul master of this world to learn this set of hammer techniques, they must know how to mobilize the martial soul to run the soul power, this technique seems simple, but it is actually very complicated.

Because this method of operating soul power is actually similar to martial arts, it has been separated from martial arts. However, compared with martial arts, this method still uses martial souls to mobilize soul power, and it is completely impossible to completely use soul power apart from martial souls like martial arts.

Mu Yi grinned, picked up the hammer and swung it again.

'Bump... Bump...'

The sound of hammers beating sounded in the blacksmith shop again, and this time the movement of Mu Yi beating was no longer chaotic, but rhythmic.

Hammer after hammer, like a beautiful melody.

"Ahh Oh my god, this kid..."

Originally, the man in black had the mentality of teaching, and he wanted to teach Mu Yi a good lesson, but now he was shocked.

Mu Yi just watched himself perform the family's 'Random Cloak Hammer Method' just now, but he didn't expect that this kid would have mastered this hammer method.

It's rusty, but it's terrifying.

In just one time, they learned their Tang Sect's 'Random Cloak Hammer Method', which is simply an incredible thing.

You must know that it took him a month to cultivate, and this was already the best achievement in the history of Haotian Sect, and it took his son Tang San several days to learn, this is still what he taught by word and deed at any time.

And now Mu Yi only watched it once and learned it, which really shocked him!

"Could it be that this guy's family also has its own soul skills!" The man in black immediately thought of a possibility.

His family's 'Cloak Hammer Method' is a soul skill created by the soul master himself, not a martial soul soul skill. This kind of self-created soul technique, in the Douluo Continent, is only possessed by some top families, and ordinary soul masters can't access this kind of soul skill at all.

"You are really not simple, say, who are you, the future protector of the country." The man in black sneered.

"You, who are you, how will you know my identity." The voice of the man in black made Mu Yi startled, he dropped the hammer in his hand and looked at the man in black in horror.

The man in black is too powerful, although he is a cultivator, but in the face of absolute strength, he has no power to fight back.

"Hmph, although you are hiding very deeply, it is still a very simple matter for me to investigate you. As for who I am, I am your savior. The man in black grinned.

"A lifesaver?" Mu Yi looked puzzled.

"When you were in the Soul Beast Forest, didn't you kid keep saying that a man with a hammer saved you?" The man in black smiled, and a huge hammer appeared out of thin air, and a dazzling soul ring rose under his feet.

The colors of these soul rings are, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red, for a total of nine soul rings.

"You are Title Douluo."

Nine soul rings, there is no other explanation except for Title Douluo.

"You are Haotian Douluo." When he saw the hammer, Mu Yi then shouted again.

Although he has never seen the Haotian Hammer, he has nine soul rings, and the martial soul is a hammer, so Mu Yi can guess who the other party is even if he is stupid.

"Careless, careless."

Mu Yi was secretly annoyed, although Haotian Douluo entrusted his son to the master in the original book, how could Haotian Douluo really rest assured, and he would definitely protect him secretly all the way. Moreover, Mu Yi had read the original book, and in the original book, Haotian Douluo had been secretly protecting Tang San until Tang San came out of the Killing Capital.

"You kid know me?" Tang Hao sneered.

"Haha, in the Douluo Continent, Haotian Douluo doesn't know, no one knows!" Mu Yi laughed.

He had read the original book of Douluo Continent, and of course he knew that the person in front of him was none other than Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo.

"Hmph, there are naturally many people who know my name on the Douluo Continent, but how can you be so sure that I am Haotian Douluo?" Tang Hao said with a smile.

"I've seen the Haotian Hammer released by Tang San, and I've also seen the pattern of the Haotian Sect's Haotian Hammer in the family books, so when Tang San showed his martial soul, I knew that he was a member of Haotian Sect. However, Haotian Sect has already closed the mountain, and it is impossible for a disciple to walk on the mainland, so I boldly guess that Tang San's father must be the missing Haotian Douluo. Mu Yi made up.

Although Tang San had never shown his Martial Soul Haotian Hammer in front of him, Mu Yi had read the original Douluo Continent, so he could make up a reasonable explanation.

If Mu Yi was a child of a commoner in the Douluo Continent, it was naturally impossible to know any information about Haotian Douluo, but he was born in a nobleman, and the nobles could have access to a lot of information about the East that ordinary people could not reach, so Mu Yi's fabrications were reasonable.

"Hmph, you kid guessed right.... You, a six-year-old child, are able to cast formations, who are you? The man in black sneered.

It's okay to create a self-created soul technique, Mu Yi is a noble child after all, and it is not strange to understand it, but the formation is different, it is knowledge that only high-level monks can access.

"Hmph, aren't you clear about my identity?" Mu Yi didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, forget it, since I am your savior, I have one thing to ask you." Tang Hao thought about it, although he was curious about Mu Yi's life experience, but since Mu Yi didn't say it, he didn't force it.

"Please?" Mu Yi looked confused, he didn't expect Haotian Douluo to ask for something.