At dusk, the setting sun shines on the horizon, as if to drape the earth in a golden robe.

Chenjia Village.

Located in the northeast corner of the Great Zhou Empire, it is a relatively wealthy small village, famous for producing Sumeru stones.

The crowds that used to be bustling on the streets have been significantly reduced today.

Some houses also have white silk hanging up.

In the distance, someone could be heard blowing, and the voice was low.

The willow trees in front of the village stretch their willow branches, swaying with the wind, and they don't know the joys and sorrows of the world.

"It's back!"

Under the willow tree.

Chen Fan stopped here and stopped for a while, the rush along the way was too tired.

For some reason, Chen Fan always had a bad premonition in his heart.

"No, I can't rest yet, Uncle Tie's injury is not optimistic."

Thinking of this, Chen Fan mustered up his strength again and walked towards Uncle Tie's house.

He must save Uncle Tie.

Soon, Chen Fan entered the village.

As soon as he entered the village, Chen Fan saw Second Aunt Wang, Grandma Zhang and other acquaintances.

However, they uncharacteristically did not greet Chen Fan.

"Xiaofan, Uncle Tie, he ......" Someone stepped forward and stopped talking.

Chen Fan frowned, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

So, Chen Fan quickened his pace and went to the blacksmith shop run by Uncle Tie's family.

Second Aunt Wang looked at Chen Fan's back, sighed, and said to herself: "Xiao Fan is also a poor person. ”

The bystander nodded, and let out a long sigh.

Finally, Chen Fan came to the blacksmith shop run by Uncle Tie.

Before he entered, Chen Fan was stimulated by the scene in front of him and his body trembled slightly.

In front of the blacksmith's shop.

Standing sideways is a coffin painted with red paint, and paper money is sprinkled on the coffin, showing mourning for the deceased.

Obviously, Chen Fan's dearest person has passed away.

He was still a step too late.

Even if you get the three-hearted dream leaf flower, it won't help.

"What if...... If I were an immortal, the bandits would not dare to attack Chenjia Village, and Uncle Tie would not die. ”

Chen Fan's eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and then took a deep breath, his eyes returning to calm.

In the past thirteen years, the village has not been peaceful, and he often sees the death of people close to him.

"Xiaofan, don't be sad, living well is the greatest respect for Uncle Tie."

Playmate Chen Hu put his hand on Chen Fan's shoulder and comforted.

"Hmm." Chen Fan didn't turn his head, just nodded slightly.

"Hey."

Chen Hu wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he thought for a long time before he said something again.

"Xiao Fan, all of Uncle Tie's savings are placed in the blacksmith shop, according to Uncle Tie's last words, he buried it simply, just to leave you some more savings."

After speaking, Chen Hu left, intending to let Chen Fan be alone for a while.

As the sun completely set, the last rays of light between heaven and earth were swallowed up by darkness, and the night swept over the whole world like a flood of beasts.

Chen Fan didn't speak, just knelt quietly in front of the coffin.

This kneeling lasted for three hours, which was a reward for Uncle Tie's nurturing grace.

"Uncle, do you know, I regret it, I regret that I hid my strength and hid in the first place, which caused you to be seriously injured."

"Originally, with my strength, it was enough to contain five or six bandits, so that we wouldn't fight so badly."

"I'm too cowardly, I'm afraid of being regarded as a heretic and suspicious, because I've always been hiding my strength."

"At that time, I naively thought that this time it would be as usual, and you would be fine, but I guessed wrong."

"It was my fault that led to this result, and I couldn't forgive myself, so I risked my life to go to the 100,000 Mountains to find a life-saving medicine."

"I thought it was nothing to hide my strength secretly, and I could protect everyone secretly, but I was wrong, I was very wrong, it would only lead to me not even having the qualifications to go to the battlefield."

"I'll inherit your blacksmith's shop."

I don't know when, Chen Fan has come to Uncle Tie's coffin.

With a sad face, he gently stroked the coffin with his hand, and a tear quietly dripped from the corner of his eye.

The evening breeze gently blew the wind chimes on the eaves, making a tinkling sound, like a spiritual sound mourning.

In April of the 52nd year of the Great Zhou calendar, Chen Fan's adoptive father Chen Tie died of illness in Chenjia Village.

……

It has been three days since Uncle Tie was buried.

Duration.

Chen Fan learned the name of the force of the person who fought against Uncle Tie at the beginning.

It seems to be called thirty-six wind chasers.

Chen Fan secretly remembered.

Find an opportunity to take revenge in the future.

And there is.

He went to the ancestral hall in the center of the village, and begged for condolences and blessings for the dead in front of the shrine.

In this world, from small villages to large palaces, shrines are set up.

Because there is a natural disaster in this world called wind evil.

The wind evil will blow evil winds, erode the spiritual power of all things, and there is even a small chance that evil spirits will appear and harm living beings.

But.

Chen Fan has grown so big, he has experienced hundreds of wind evils, and he has never seen an evil spirit.

Wind Evil appears once a month at the end of the month.

The function of the shrine is to guard the spirits and gather spirits to resist the wind evil.

Fortunately, the wind evil generally does not target plants, but only animals and humanoids, otherwise this world would have been devoid of grass for a long time.

Speaking of wind evil.

The month is coming to an end, and the wind evil is about to come.

"Little Sail, can you help me forge a good spear? Is it to pay in silver taels or in Sumeru stones? ”

Second Uncle Chen opened his throat and entered the blacksmith shop with a big grin.

A pair of tiger eyes looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, who was forging weapons, immediately got up and greeted him.

With a smile on his face, he said: "Yes, Second Uncle Chen, use the Sumeru Stone, I don't lack silver taels." ”

"Good!" Second Uncle Chen responded happily, and at the same time complained:

"I really don't know what you want this thing for, if it's a 100% pure Sumeru stone, then the value is enough to buy our entire town, but this kind of Sumeru stone hasn't been out for more than ten years.

Even the ninety percent purity of the Sumeru stone I gave you is worthless, because it contains impurities, and the immortals don't want it. ”

Chen Fan smiled and did not speak.

After all, his golden finger can increase the Sumeru stone to one hundred percent purity.

Although it is only half probable, it is profitable.

After nearly a decade of accumulation.

Chen Fan already has more than 200 percent pure Sumeru stones.

Its wealth can already be compared to ordinary kings, or even surpassed.

As for the wealth of the Great Zhou royal family, Chen Fan is a little hanging.

Taking over this order, Chen Fan continued to forge weapons to prepare everyone for dealing with the wind evil.

The one-in-a-million comprehension makes Chen Fan very fast no matter what he learns, and the same is true for forging.

The weapons he has built are no worse than Uncle Tie, and they even surpass them.

If one or two more benign mutations were to be given to the weapon, the weapon would even go beyond the realm of mortal iron.

This is the reason why the snake demon was afraid of Chen Fan's weapon in the first place.

The iron was struck until late at night, when Chen Fan took a shower and began to rest.

When it's time to go to bed.

Chen Fan took out an ancient book from under his pillow, that is, "New Edition of Destiny".

He was too busy to look at it.

Now, he has time.