"The things of the immortal family should not use mortal iron, but I think that baby should have just entered the immortal hall, and she just needs a weapon in hand." Li Da Niu held the sledgehammer and said while knocking on the sword embryo.

Feng Ping watched every movement of the other party very seriously, from how to exert force, to the position of the hammer and the frequency of percussion, he remembered it all in his heart.

It's hard to believe that such a studious young man spent two hundred taels of silver to buy this shop.

For Feng Ping, even Li Daniu, who has always been harsh, can't find fault.

It's that bastard named Zhang Mazi, who can't even lift a hammer until now, so he can only do some wind blowing work!

"Master Li, can all iron be quenched into steel?"

"Naturally not, we use carbon furnaces for iron, the temperature is not enough, we can only burn red, can not be quenched, we must use Xianjia Danhuo."

For Li Daniu, striking iron while talking is an easy job.

"Yes."

Feng Ping lowered his head and thought for a while.

In fact, the reason why he chose to strike iron instead of catching medicine was to attract the disciples of the Immortal Family to take the bait, and more importantly, he was extremely interested in the refining weapons of this world!

Since cultivating immortals is the growth of the Zerg, what about refining weapons?

Could it be the technology of the Zerg?

In his opinion, striking iron is laying the foundation.

Feng Ping is preparing for the future.

"It's not me who blows, if I'm a monk, I can definitely refine a divine weapon with my iron-striking skills and Danhuo." Li Daniu said that he would rise, ignoring the sweat on his forehead, and struck the sword embryo hard.

The position of each of his hammers is extremely accurate, and in Feng Ping's opinion, it is not weaker than machinery at all.

"I'll try it instead."

"Good!"

Li Daniu smashed down with a hammer, bounced up, and took advantage of the situation to swing into Feng Ping's hands.

The latter held the tongs in his left hand, and in his right hand he learned the hammer of the old blacksmith and tapped it continuously.

Although it is not as accurate as the other party, it is already decent.

"There is no difference between a sword and a hoe or hammer, it is just a different shape. Before striking iron, you must have a sword type in your heart, so that each hammer will know how hard to use and where to smash. ”

Feng Ping held his breath and contemplated, listening and understanding.

Gradually, he resonated with the hammer in his hand, and the arm, the hammer, and the sword embryo faintly felt one.

"Forget me?"

Li Daniu was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him, but after studying for more than ten days, he could reach such a situation, could it be that he was still an iron genius?

He closed his mouth tightly and glared at Zhang Mazi, who was about to speak, so as not to disturb the young man's state of mind.

It wasn't until the frequency of the Fengping hammer became faster and faster and the rhythm began to be unstable that Li Daniu said: "At most, for half a year, I will teach nothing to teach!" ”

Feng Ping stopped the hammer in his hand and exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest.

Zhang Mazi was very discerning and brought a jar of warm water, which just came to his mouth.

"Master Li, do you say that there is a difference between mortal iron striking and immortal refining?" Feng Pingniu drank a large tank of water and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, I heard that the immortal refining weapon uses the Divine Fall and Danhuo, so I naturally look down on us who strike iron. But ......"

Li Daniu said this, and stopped for some reason.

"But what?"

"Forget it, I'm suspected of boasting!"

"And there are no outsiders, just talk about it."

Feng Ping is really interested.

"Without a thousand hammers, how can you make a hundred steels? Although the immortal magic weapon is strong, it is also based on the immortal art, but no matter how strong the immortal art is, it must have a good embryo, right? ”

Li Daniu said and took the hammer and continued to beat the sword embryo.

Feng Ping stood aside, thoughtful.

He was convinced that sharpening the knife would not mistake the woodcutter, and all the answers would be revealed the moment he came into contact with the refiner!

A sword embryo, hammered for three days, finally has a sword shape.

I don't know if it's an illusion or if it comes with a filter, Feng Ping actually thinks that after this sword is tempered and opened, although it is not a divine weapon, it can also afford the name of "gentleman"!

"Two more days."

Li Daniu wiped the sweat on his forehead with a cloth, picked up the sword embryo on the iron felt and began to play.

"Sealed... Master Niu... Master Niu! ”

At this time, Zhang Mazi ran back from the street in a hurry and panting.

Li Daniu put down the sword embryo, and Feng Ping also stepped down the stepping brick and looked at the other party.

"What?"

"Today... What day is it? ”

What day?

Feng Ping looked at the other party suspiciously, and Zhang Mazi couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"Twilight Fifteen?" Li Daniu suddenly remembered.

I've been so involved in striking iron these days that I almost forgot about this day!

He said how could he not see a few pedestrians on the street!

"Twilight Fifteen? Is there any explanation for this? "Feng Ping is really the first time I've heard of it.

"Kill the head! Look at the day of the head killing! Zhang Mazi danced excitedly.

"Look at the head? Whose head is killed? ”

"Master Niu, let's go, go to the vegetable market, it's too late to go, but there is no place to stand." Zhang Mazi waved his hand and hurriedly beckoned Feng Ping to follow.

Li Da Niu only thought that the "Niu Ye" in the other party's mouth was himself, so he put away the sword embryo, closed the door of the store, and followed.

Feng Ping was a little curious in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in these two gourds, it seemed that in their customs, they should go to see it today!

Thinking about killing the head, it shouldn't take long.

There was no need for him to be disappointed, so he quickly followed.

When I arrived at the entrance of the vegetable market, it was crowded.

A huge wooden platform was erected at the intersection of the street, and the crowd was surrounded by three layers and three layers outside.

"Borrowed, borrowed, let let, let let."

Although Zhang Mazi's body bones are not strong, he can't stand his shamelessness!

In this way, he squeezed out a way for him.

Feng Ping and Li Daniu followed, and they almost squeezed in front of the wooden platform from the outermost.

As for why Zhang Mazi didn't dare to go any further?

Because the closest location to the execution platform is full of monks from the Chengxian Hall!

Zhao Yunlong and Duan Lin, who wanted to buy swords, were among them!

In addition, there are two Yunhu lacquered wooden chairs on the wooden platform, which are placed in the center to the south.

Chen Boya, Wang Yifan and other deacons of Dengxian Pavilion stood on the stage expressionlessly, waiting quietly.

It was only at this time that Feng Ping grabbed Zhang Mazi and asked, "Who is coming?" ”

"The capital and the three major immortal gates will send people here, and it is said that they can see the ancestors of the Yuanying Realm!" Zhang Mazi leaned into his ear and said mysteriously.

"Whose ...... Kill"

"Shh Zhang Mazi made a silent action, but fortunately, it was noisy and no one heard what Feng Ping said.

"It's not fun to say, it's not allowed that there are still people who don't know whose head to kill! If someone informes, then let's ......."

"Evil cultivators?"

In an instant, Feng Ping blurted out!

"You know?"

Just as the two were talking, a flying sword, a cloud of auspicious clouds, and seven immortals in the sky, escorting these four evil cultivators who were bound all over, flew over!