The person who came was actually the bearded, Boss Mo's subordinate, Lin Feng was surprised.

The beard was silent, and his dark eyes were domineering. The domineering spiritual power on the body escaped, and the coercion swept the audience, directly defeating the spiritual power of the two.

The two black shadow lines of the shadow dance and the falling flowers disappeared directly into the air. Lin Feng and Si Zhiyuan both felt that their bodies were light, and Si Zhiyuan was even more relieved, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

The strong wind forced Lin Feng and Yuan Wen'er to take a few steps back and barely stand still.

Yuan Wener looked at his beard and knew that he would not be able to succeed today. Without saying a word, he turned to leave. Before leaving, he glanced at Lin Feng fiercely, his eyes were as fierce as a knife.

Seeing Yuan Wener walking away, the beard also left immediately, without even saying hello. From appearance to disappearance, but in the blink of an eye.

Lin Feng touched the tip of his nose, and said secretly in his heart: "Bai Xiaoge really wants to cover for me, it's interesting." ”

Si Zhiyuan came up with a smile, and behind them, the cub and Maomao were in a mess again.

"Brother Lin, thank you." Si Zhiyuan ignored his embarrassed image, hugged his fists and said, "We see each other twice a day, and you saved me, it's really fate." This time, you must give me a chance to repay you. ”

Lin Feng said: "I didn't have to save you, it was he who soiled my food." ”

"No way!" Where was Si Zhiyuan willing to let Lin Feng go, the two were entangled, and finally he said helplessly, "You should always give me a chance to repay it, say it, I can help you." ”

Lin Feng was now anxious to get rid of Si Zhiyuan, and said casually: "I need a strong refiner, can you help me?" ”

When Si Zhiyuan heard this, he stroked his palms and laughed: "Ha! It's simple, you come with me. ”

Lin Feng was joking, but Si Zhiyuan took it seriously, and he tried his best to persuade him to recommend a master to him.

The two were separated from the little cub who was fighting inseparably, and Lin Feng followed him with half a doubt, through the streets and alleys, and came to a quiet mansion.

On the way, Si Zhiyuan spat and blew wildly with Lin Feng.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Si Zhiyuan, you already know this. Ahem, I'm the Si family, you know, it's the Guardian, he's my grandfather's own uncle......"

"If you warriors are also hard, such a big and far, you gather from all over the world just to fight. I'm different, I'm destined to not be able to cultivate from birth, and I'll be a happy young master for the rest of my life. ”

Lin Feng felt that he and he were really not in the same world, so he just listened to it. He was also skeptical about the identity of this person.

If Si Yunhe really had this kind of relationship with him, he would be chased all over the city by the Yuan family? Listen for a moment.

However, Lin Feng accidentally swept his senses, but found a strange phenomenon from him.

This guy is like a spiritual retreat, and when the aura of heaven and earth meets him, they all run far away, which is unusual.

As soon as he entered the door, Si Zhiyuan shouted loudly: "Grandpa Qingniu, I'm here!" ”

This courtyard is full of new ones, green tiles and white walls, but unfortunately there is a lack of tidying, and the ground is full of barren grass, Lin Feng simply thought that no one lived here.

In a room on the west side, there was the roar of a forge, and heat poured through the cracks in the doors and windows.

"Zhiyuan is here?" With a broken gong, the door creaked open.

It was a shriveled old man who looked like a handful of dry wood, with a hunched back and a few hairs and beards. Counting the two front teeth in the mouth, there will be no more than ten teeth in total.

He walked out on crutches, dressed very ordinary, his clothes were dirty, and his body exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

Those eyes were extremely cloudy, but at first glance, Lin Feng felt a panic in his heart, as if there was a blazing tongs clamping his heart.

This old man is very powerful.

His strength lies not in the realm, but in the spiritual power. The essence of the refiner and the alchemist is actually the same, and the requirements for spiritual power are very high.

"Let me introduce, this is my friend Lin Feng. Brother Lin, he is what I told you, a very good refiner, a master of the green bull. Si Zhiyuan introduced the two of them.

Lin Feng clasped his fists and saluted, but the other party nodded slightly, looking disapproving.

"Zhiyuan, where is the wine you brought me?" The Master of the Green Bull said slowly.

"Ah, I had a fight with a few rabbit cubs of the Yuan family today and forgot about it. Grandpa Qingniu, next time I'll steal good wine for you. This time you're doing my friend a little favor, please......"

Si Zhiyuan stepped forward and pulled the corner of the old man's clothes, and bragged while begging, as if he had beaten Yuan Wen'er.

Watching Si Zhiyuan and a big man pull the old man to be coquettish, Lin Feng felt a chill.

In any case, in the end, the Venerable Qingniu agreed, and he said to Lin Feng, "Young man, what are you going to build?" We went into the house and said......"

"Why don't you go straight to your forge shop?" Lin Feng said politely, "I want this thing urgently." ”

In fact, he also wanted to see the forging furnace of the Venerable Master Qingniu, which is like a medicine furnace, which is related to the quality of the finished product.

The Venerable Master Qingniu smiled, turned around and entered the forging room, and Lin Feng and Si Zhiyuan followed.

The house actually covers a large area, but as soon as he entered, Lin Feng was almost pushed out by the heat wave.

A huge furnace for calcining and melting was standing in the corner of the wall facing the door, and the flames in the hearth roared.

The stove wasn't pretty, it was crooked like a pear. The furnace body was made of mud, and Lin Feng's divine sense swept it, and he knew that this was not ordinary clay.

This soil actually has the effect of locking the aura from leaking.

There are two thigh-thick chimneys up and down, one to the sky and the other to the ground. On the outside of the furnace, there are also a large number of runes engraved, which shimmer with a dark golden luster as the furnace fire rolls.

There is a sword embryo, which is being quenched in the furnace, and the fine light is waiting.

The pure aura, as well as the unique metal texture, made Lin Feng raise his eyebrows: "Magic iron? ”

"Little brother is so knowledgeable, this sword does have the ingredient of magic iron." As soon as the Venerable Master Qingniu saw that Lin Feng knew the goods, he immediately had a good impression of him, and his words eased a lot.

Just now, he thought that Lin Feng, like everyone else, just wanted to take advantage of Si Zhiyuan.

"In the past, my master gave me a weapon made of pure magic iron, but that was a long time ago." Lin Feng said lightly, his thoughts drifting back to the old days, and his heart was stunned.

The Venerable Master Qingniu pursed his lips and sneered, and he said secretly: "This kid can lie and brag as much as he can, and he won't make drafts." My sword is two feet and two inches, weighs 100 catties, and it only contains a piece of magic iron the size of a grain of rice. Just such a piece is treasured by the seniors. If I hadn't helped them, he wouldn't have given it to me. Demon iron is extinct in the entire continent! ”

"Brother Lin, what do you want to do, you might as well inform Grandpa Qingniu of the materials and requirements. His skill is so high that even the Guardian has praised him. Si Zhiyuan urged.

Lin Feng collected his thoughts and took out a part of the Blazing Star Sand.

"I want to make a hidden weapon, here's the blueprint." He pulled out the drawings.

He named the weapon a bee.

The Venerable Master Qingniu glanced at the scorching stars, his eyes suddenly straightened, and when he saw the drawings, he looked disdainful.

Most refiners like to design their own, after all, layman's drawings sometimes look good, but they are not practical.

The combination of materials, attributes, and the accommodation of spiritual energy, etc., should be taken into account.

Refining is a complex art.

Lin Feng's drawings are very simple, and the lines are even a little rough. However, when the Venerable Master Qingniu took another look, he was suddenly stunned.

"W-This is really the picture you designed?" The Venerable Master of the Green Bull stammered, looking at Lin Feng like a monster. There is disbelief, and more is horror.

……

Fuyue Tower.

Boss Mo sat by the railing, and there was fragrant tea on the coffee table in front of him. In the mist of tea smoke, enjoy the scenery of the maple forest in the distance, and feel comfortable.

The door opened, and the bearded man walked in.

"Master, the matter is done." The bearded beard bowed to Boss Mo.

"Well, you've worked hard." Boss Mo nodded and said lightly.

"Master, Zhang Han has something unclear." Cheeky nonsense.

Boss Mo smiled: "Ask, you guy has a tendon, if you don't ask it, won't you be suffocated?" ”

"I think that the one named Lin Feng, although he is also talented, is not the top. If he can't even handle Yuan Wen'er, and he still needs us to come forward to protect him, then will he be able to handle the rest of the matter? I don't understand, why did you choose him? Zhang Han touched his beard and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Wrong." Boss Mo said, "Let you make a move today, not to protect Lin Feng, but to save Yuan Wener's life." lest this guy be reckless, and before he has much to drop, he will offend the Yuan family first. As for why he was chosen, you will know later. ”

He glanced at Zhang Han with a smile, then turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, his slender fingers gently tapping the inexplicable beat on his legs.

(End of chapter)