Zhang Bucheng, this strong man who could abuse the great sect master Han Jiangwang with one hand, is now becoming more and more sluggish and emaciated, the reason for this, in fact, Ye Ling knows, and he himself knows it.

Between them, it's just a tacit understanding.

There is no cure for this tumor, and the only thing that can be done is to use the method of internal strength to regulate pranayama, compete with it every day for some aura, contain the body, and slow down the progress of the disease.

For ordinary people, as soon as this tumor comes, no matter where it grows, it means that Lord Yama has been sentenced to death.

It can be as short as three months or as long as a year, and ordinary people will last so long at most.

This is still for the wealthy family, if those poor people, the original nutrition can not keep up, and the body nutrients are deprived by this tumor again, and it can last for a month, which means that the person's original bones are good.

Zhang Bucheng is a strong person in the King Realm, and in a solid and rich place like Tianyan Palace, he has contracted tumors, and it will not be a problem to live for another twenty or thirty years.

However, for martial artists, if they are infected with tumors, their cultivation is weakened, and their ascension becomes a luxury.

If you can't fly, then what's the difference between living and dying?!

Ye Ling not only had to use the evil elixir of the Bull Demon to create a weapon to destroy the evil demons, but also to create a medicine to cure the stubborn diseases in the world!

Everyone was sent out, and Ye Ling was left alone in the forging room.

The reason why it is in the forging room is because this evil pill is essentially a crystal in the body of an evil beast, which is extremely hard and needs to be smashed open with tools in order to extract the energy of its core.

The most hateful thing is that when smashing the core, the force required must be just right, if it is weak, it cannot be opened, and if it is strong, the core will be destroyed and completely abolished.

The most difficult question is always in Ye Ling's hands.

He is very good at alchemy, and now he is also a little proficient in mechanical skills, but the kung fu of picking up the hammer is still very shallow.

At this time, he remembered the blacksmith he hadn't visited for a long time, Zhang Bailian.

I don't know to what extent his family sword has been copied.

Holding the evil pill, I came to the long-lost "Mountains and Rivers Hundred Generations", here is the early morning, the morning glow scorches the blue sky of the distant mountains, and the blacksmith shop on the side of the mountain has already emitted layers of gray smoke.

"Brother Zhang, it's been a long time. Ye Ling entered the shop and said.

Zhang Bailian was very enthusiastic when he saw Ye Ling, but he couldn't stop the work in his hand, so he could only invite him into the forging room, and he talked while working.

At this time, Blacksmith Zhang was quenching his newly forged sword.

His newly forged sword, still in the form of a fire feather weave, was burned red by the flames at this time.

Zhang Bailian quenched the red blade into the oil, not the water, which must have his special intentions.

"What do you think of those stones that I brought you last time?" Ye Ling asked.

What he was referring to was that after the Chiyan Tower was abolished, Ye Ling took some of the stone used in the high-rise building and gave it to Blacksmith Zhang to forge a sword.

"I use that kind of stone in my hand, I have nothing to do recently, I mix them with fire stone, constantly adjust the proportion, this one in my hand, I think the most ideal proportion, whether it can be achieved or not, just today. ”

As he spoke, the residual temperature of the blade gradually faded, and Zhang Bailian was using the cool breeze to reprocess the blade.

Soon, a sharp blade that even Ye Ling couldn't help but give a thumbs up when he saw it, appeared in front of the two.

Zhang Bailian was speechless.

"Tsk, it's still almost meaningful, how did the ancestor's sword flow fire come out of it-ah, Brother Ye, I'm sorry for leaving you out in the cold, what are you looking for me?"

Ye Ling waved his hand, "It's not a big deal, I have a spar here, it takes precise force to open it, can you help me think about it, is there any way to do it?"

"Precise force...... How accurate is it?"

"One hundred thousand three thousand five hundred and ten pounds, one pound is not much, one pound is not much. ”

Zhang Bailian listened, and his eyebrows were twisted into a strand.

"100,000 catties?!, although I am a warrior and a blacksmith, I have some control over the strength in my hands, but the strength of this 100,000 catties is already higher than my strength, I will think of a way for you......"

Blacksmith Zhang put down the newly forged blade, pondered for a while, and said: "By the way, my hometown is the forging hometown of Hongyuan, where there is a big forging hammer built on the mountain, don't look at it big, it is actually very precise, and its strength can be artificially controlled, you might as well try it there." ”

"Where is your hometown?"

"Ningyu County. ”

Ningyu County, located in the middle of Hongyuan, Ye Ling went alone, fast horses for up to three days.

"Well, I think you can try it, if you're okay, get ready, and we'll go right away. ”

"Good!"

............

The feeling of returning to my hometown is overwhelming.

After all, Zhang Bailian was a royal craftsman, and when he returned to his hometown, he was honored to return to his hometown.

It's just that his family is long gone, so he has never returned to his hometown.

Two days have passed, and the two have come to a small county town called Fenlin County near Ningyu County.

The feeling here is not good for them, there are a lot of homeless people in the county from nowhere, their bodies are in tatters, sleeping on the streets and alleys, their faces are yellow and thin, fortunately it is not the ninth winter, otherwise they have to freeze to death.

Ye Ling was compassionate by nature, and when he saw so many homeless people, he felt very uncomfortable, and took the initiative to ask where he came from.

However, before Ye Ling could get over, he saw Zhang Bailian, who had said that he was looking for a place to stay, suddenly rushed up.

"Daddy Xu, Daddy Xu!

He put his big hand on the shoulders of an old man with yellow hair.

The base material of this old man's clothes is not ordinary, it is a unique silk in Western Xinjiang, and it is the coolest to wear in summer.

But such a garment is now worn with holes everywhere and dirty everywhere.

Ye Ling saw that Zhang Bailian knew these homeless people, and he immediately understood something in his heart.

"Are you ......" Father Xu was choked with hunger and wanted to raise his hand, but his hand just swayed, trembled, and fell weakly.

At this time, Xiao Er, a restaurant in the county, walked towards these dozens of homeless people with two drawers of hot meat buns.

Ye Ling led the way in front of the head.

"Come, let's eat something first. ”

Smelling the aroma of meat buns, all the displaced people woke up from a semi-comatose state.

The younger ones get up and take the buns.

The older ones want to move but don't have the strength.

Occasionally, a few people actually retched violently when they smelled meat at first glance.

Ningyu City is the hometown of forging, countless martial arts cultivators have once again ** weapons, it is a full rich county, these skilled craftsmen, now completed this appearance, people are not embarrassed.

"Hey, uncle, you are kind, saved this group of people, and also opened our restaurant, our Fenlin County is actually not better than them, not to mention that it has not been opened for a long time, no, there was a big cat yesterday, broke into a house in the middle of the night, and took away the child who was a few months old, if it wasn't for the joint efforts of everyone to kill the cat and find the child back, it is estimated that the family would have jumped into the well!"