Chapter 131: Ancient Artifact Sect

The big man named Heiwa paused, "Uncle Ming, I also think it's strange, is he also a blacksmith?"

"It's not like it, let's take a look first, maybe it's some kind of exercise that has been cultivated, so people can't see that they are using martial arts. ”

"Well, Uncle Ming. ”

At this moment, Belo looked at Ye Feng in shock, and dealt with four people at once, each of those four people was seriously injured, it was simply a cross-level challenge, and he also knew that Ye Feng didn't use all his strength, otherwise the use of martial arts would be even more domineering.

Chen Tianmeng paused and said angrily, "Okay, you guy, you actually hide your strength, then I will abolish you and let you know the fate of offending me." ”

I saw Chen Tianmeng holding a fan in his hand, throwing it in the direction of Ye Feng, and suddenly countless flying needles flew out, the speed was very fast, Belo was shocked, and wanted to block those needles, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to smile, and he dodged away directly, it seemed very simple, everyone didn't know how Ye Feng did it as a warrior fourth-order, Chen Tianmeng was secretly shocked, threw down the fan, and snorted, "Look at my Vientiane Fist." ”

Suddenly, Chen Tianmeng shot several punches, and he didn't know which one was true and which one was false, but there was only one target, that is, Ye Feng, when Belo was about to make a move, Ye Feng said, "It's okay, I'll come." ”

I saw Ye Feng rush out with one stride, and his fists were punched, the speed was very fast, and those fist shadows were shattered one by one, not only that, Ye Feng also directly hit Chen Tianmeng's chest with both fists, Chen Tianmeng's whole person flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood dragged the ground, until he looked at Ye Feng with a hideous face, "You wait for me, I will never spare you." ”

Immediately after, Chen Tianmeng immediately got up and left quickly with four entourages, the people around him also had a little understanding of Ye Feng, and some people were secretly staring at Ye Feng, for Ye Feng, a fourth-order warrior, it was indeed a little different to defeat a seventh-order Chen Tianmeng, and he hadn't used martial arts yet.

Belo was stupid at the moment, and looked at Ye Fengdao with two eyes, "I said Little Brother Ye, you are good, you are so hidden." ”

Ye Feng smiled bitterly, "Brother Bei, you're joking, it's nothing, it's just practicing boxing, ordinary boxing, and even martial arts." ”

Belo really didn't see Ye Feng use martial arts, and wondered, "What kind of punch are you, you can beat people like that with brute force?"

Ye Feng smiled and said nothing, and at this time, a big man with a black face walked over, shirtless, and looked at Ye Feng with both eyes, "Little brother, my uncle wants to invite you in and sit." ”

Ye Feng looked at the big man's outfit suspiciously, it was the blacksmith shop, he looked behind the big man, and saw a middle-aged man looking at him with a smile, which made Ye Feng curious about what their intentions were, seeing Ye Feng contemplating the big man and smiled, "Don't be afraid, we didn't harm you, it's just that my uncle wants to talk to you." ”

Belo smiled at Ye Feng and said, "Don't worry, this blacksmith shop is a famous blacksmith shop, I heard that their ancestor, but the master of the instrument sect, maybe you can get the true inheritance of others!"

"Qi Zong?"

It was the first time Ye Feng had heard of such a sect, and after many persuasions, Ye Feng followed Heiwa to the blacksmith shop, only to see that Uncle Ming smiled at Ye Feng, "Follow me, but this one, you have to stay, please forgive me." ”

Belo knew the origin of this blacksmith shop, so naturally he would not make a mistake, but Ye Feng was worried, but Belo reassured Ye Feng before leaving, Ye Feng followed this uncle Ming in confusion and walked into the back of the blacksmith shop, which was a private residence, but at the moment it was empty, only some made weapons or some armor, which were finer than those made by ordinary blacksmith shops, which attracted Ye Feng.

Uncle Ming invited Ye Feng into a room, then turned to look at Ye Feng and said, "I don't know what this little brother is called?"

"Ye Feng. ”

"Ye Feng, well, everyone calls me Uncle Ming, you can call me that. ”

Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him curiously, "Uncle Ming, I don't know why you called me?"

"I've seen the fight you just had, with brute force, you can leapfrog the challenge is good, but that's not the point, the focus is on your arms, I just took a closer look, you have gone through some special experience, but it's not something that ordinary samurai can do, can you tell me." ”

Ye Feng didn't expect to be seen through so quickly, but he didn't fully believe the other party, so he said half-convinced, "I just usually lift stones and practice in the water." ”

"Interesting, if you just lift a stone and practice in the water, then the samurai all over the world are as domineering as you. ”

Ye Feng didn't expect to be fooled, and Uncle Ming smiled after seeing Ye Feng, who was hesitant, "Actually, I know that your lifting of the stone is a kind of self-consuming instinct and self-autifying life fountain cultivation exercises, right?" ”

Ye Feng didn't expect that someone could see through his cultivation now, and he was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Uncle Ming smiled, "I will too." ”

This surprised Ye Feng, he was a skillful man, but how could the person in front of him, seeing Ye Feng's shocked expression, Uncle Ming continued, "Don't be surprised, the ancient refining tools are diverse, and they may not be the same when they are handed down, but they are all the same, so what I cultivate is similar to yours, although the final effect is similar, but the ones used are different." ”

"Ancient Instrument Dao, could it be that your ancestor is a famous Ancient Instrument Sect?"

"That's right, but isn't it depressing now?"

Ye Feng did feel a little depressed, if he said that he was a famous instrument sect, then his refining ability must be very strong, generally such people are very rare, they must be very precious, why open a blacksmith shop here and make some ordinary money.

Seeing Ye Feng's puzzled eyes, Uncle Ming sighed, "Ancient Weapon Dao, it was from ancient times, and now the remnants are all mutilated, so if you want to really be able to refine a good magic weapon, you must not only have strong ability, but also strong perseverance, not to mention precious materials." ”

Ye Feng didn't know what the other party wanted to say, so he wondered, "Uncle Ming, what do you want to say?"

Uncle Ming smiled, "What I want to say is that the Qizong, in our generation, has disappeared, because now there is no qualified person, who has the physique of ancient times, the perseverance of ancient times, and the rich materials of ancient times, so that we can only be reduced to ordinary blacksmiths, and the so-called Heavenly Magic Weapon, Xuan Dharma Weapon, and Holy Magic Weapon, most of them are left over from ancient times, and even some of them can't be found, and there is no one less." ”

Ye Feng didn't expect the Instrument Sect to be so depressed now, and Uncle Ming suddenly smiled and said, "Until I saw you today, I changed my mind, not that I didn't, but that I didn't meet it." ”

Ye Fenghu said suspiciously, "Uncle Ming, what do you want to say?"

"Just now, I watched your fight, the fourth order relied on brute force to defeat the seventh order, that is not something that ordinary physique can do, if I guessed correctly, you are at least the Heavenly Destiny Spring, and it may even be the Xuanming Spring, right?"

Ye Feng didn't expect the other party to be so powerful, he analyzed so much at once, seeing Ye Feng's frightened expression, Uncle Ming had already guessed probably, only to see him take out a box, and there was a huge hammer carved on the box.

Puzzled, Ye Feng asked, "This is." ”

"Here, this is a part of our ancestor's legacy, you can take a look. ”

Ye Fenghu took it suspiciously, opened the box, and it recorded a refining master's understanding of the way of refining, as well as some of the most basic refining techniques.

Not only that, but there was also a hammer recorded in the box, Ye Feng stared at the delicate hammer and asked, "What is this?"

Uncle Ming looked at Ye Feng, and then took out a hammer, the hammer was very heavy, and when Ye Feng held it, it seemed that there was a powerful force pulling him down, and finally he heard a clang, and the hammer fell to the ground.

Ye Feng struggled, "Uncle Ming, what is this? Why is it so heavy." ”

"The painting scroll is called the Xuantie hammer, which is made of a piece of Xuaniron and some special materials, even hundreds of millions of years, and has its own spirituality, and it is also a famous magic hammer of the Instrument Sect, but in the past of ancient times, the whereabouts of this hammer are unknown, and our descendants have finally found a lot of various materials, according to the description on the painting scroll, the same hammer was made, let's call it an imitation. ”

"Imitation?"

Ye Feng was stunned, an imitation thing is so heavy, what would it really be, Uncle Ming continued to explain, "This hammer, although it is imitated, but it is indeed a good thing to practice, I will give it to you today, I hope that one day, you can carry forward the Instrument Sect, so that those who look down on the Instrument Sect will worship under our Instrument Sect." ”

After hearing so much, Ye Feng finally understood what the other party meant, it turned out that he wanted to cultivate himself, let himself inherit the way of the Instrument Sect, and promote the Instrument Sect, which made Ye Feng a little surprised at this time, and Uncle Ming smiled and said, "Okay, these two things are yours, don't tell anyone about this hammer before you are strong, you can only say that you refined it yourself, and the content on this painting scroll can only be read." ”

"This, Uncle Ming, you suddenly gave me these, I have a little. ”

"That's because I'm optimistic about you, and I hope that if you're here today, you can hold it in your stomach, okay?"

Ye Feng looked at the hammer and painting scroll on the ground, and then put the hammer into the Xuanling bag with great difficulty, and the painting scroll was also put away, Uncle Ming smiled, "Okay, you can go." ”

Ye Feng left, but this really surprised him a little, and when he came to the blacksmith shop, Bero asked, "How is it?"

"It's nothing, just chatting a little, Brother Bei, let's go, I'll accompany you to sign up." ”