"Mr. Simon, do you think we look like people in need of money?" Hou Yi smiled and stopped Simon.

Simon wondered, "Then what should Tony send to Master Feng?"

Hou Yi smiled: "Don't send anything, don't listen to the nonsense of the six sons, in fact, it is true that Lao Feng should give his apprentice a meeting gift, right, Lao Feng?"

Feng Congsheng laughed and said, "Yes, if it weren't for Hou Yi's reminder, I would have almost forgotten." As he spoke, he scratched his head and said in annoyance: "What should I send to my apprentice?

"How embarrassed is it to ask Master to send me something!" Tony still didn't quite understand the Oriental idea, "I have everything, Master doesn't have to break the bank." ”

"Hehe, is it?" Zhang Liuzi said with a strange smile, "Tony, I dare to guarantee that the things sent by Uncle Feng are absolutely not available in your family, and you have never seen them, believe it or not?"

"Really?" Tony looked at Feng Congsheng suspiciously, and although he didn't believe Zhang Liuzi's words, he was full of hope. Simon, on the other hand, was full of anticipation, he had heard many stories of the wonders of the Orient, and he had long been curious about the mysterious treasures of the legends, and this curiosity had not diminished in the slightest, even in his old age.

After thinking hard for a while, Feng Cong slapped his head violently, and shouted in a rough voice: "Oh, apprentice, I really can't think of any good things that you can use now, so I have to give you some general things first, you can keep them for play first." As he spoke, he took out three magic weapons from the mustard bracelet he was carrying, and beckoned Tony to come over.

Tony was already a little disappointed when he heard that his master was giving him ordinary things, but when Feng Congsheng gave him those things that looked really ordinary, his mood immediately changed from disappointment to ecstasy.

Feng Congsheng didn't bother to explain the purpose of these magic weapons to Tony at all, and Hou Yi acted as a volunteer commentator on the side, which made Tony and Simon understand that the "ordinary things" in Feng Congsheng's mouth turned out to be not ordinary. Even werewolves who have lived for thousands of years, such as Wolfe, have their eyes widened, and they have never seen these magical "gadgets".

"Lao Feng, these little things are not bad, Tony, you are lucky, Lao Feng has never accepted an apprentice in nine thousand years, and he actually let you catch up today, even I don't believe it. Hou Yi said to Tony with a smile, and pointed to the little things that Feng pulled out from his life and said: "Look at these things, although they are not very powerful magic weapons, they are definitely suitable for people who have just started to cultivate, and it is estimated that Lao Feng has always kept them for future apprentices." ”

Feng Congsheng glared: "Who said that I deliberately left it for my apprentice? It's just that there are too many things in the mustard bracelet, and I don't have time to throw them away." ”

Hou Yi and Qiong Lian looked at each other and smiled, Feng had such a temper since birth, his mouth was hard, and the two of them didn't expose him.

"Golden clothes, cracked mountains, good things, this is the magic weapon you used before. Hou Yi took two things from Feng Congsheng's hand and sighed.

A small golden square half the size of a palm and less than two millimeters thick was gently shaken by Hou Yi in his hand, and slowly unfolded into a one-piece pale gold gauze. This dress is so thin and transparent, Zhang Liuzi here can even see the hairs on Tony's face on the other side.

The other thing was a dark and dull fist glove, which was made of neither gold nor iron, nor leather and fabric, and no one could tell what it was made of. As soon as he got out of Feng Congsheng's hand, he immediately shot out a strong killing aura from this fist glove, with a strong smell of blood. Joan Lian frowned, she didn't like the smell, but the werewolves such as Geth and Wolf emitted green light from their eyes, and the wildness and fury of the werewolves in their blood were stimulated by the murderous aura and bloody smell, and their hearts beat violently, as if they were about to burst out of their mouths.

In comparison, Zhang Liuzi and Tony's father and son seem a little unbearable, and at close range, they feel the momentum that almost does not belong to the world, and the three of them are a little untenable. Even the thugs walking back and forth in the distance suddenly felt a pang of unease, and the mastiff they were holding in their hands was more than half a man tall and roared without listening to the restraints.

"This ...... What is this? Why do I feel like it's going to eat people?!" Simon asked, bean-sized beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Cracked Mountain. The weapon used by the wind 5,000 years ago was thanks to it in the mountains and forests. Feng Congsheng said lightly, it seemed to be very calm, but the gaze that looked into the dark distance revealed a strong color of remembrance, as well as a devouring fierce light.

"Thank you, Master!" Even if Tony didn't know what was so special about this fist called Split Mountain, since Feng Congsheng had given him all the weapons he had used back then, it was enough to show that this thing was unusual, and he hurriedly thanked him respectfully, sincerely!

"How many people's blood has this thing drunk?" Wolf's eyes lit up, staring at the rift mountain that Hou Yi handed over to Tony, "Could it be a legendary magic weapon?"

"I don't know what the magic weapon is, but the blood that Rift Mountain has drunk is not only human, as for how much, I can't count. Feng Congsheng glanced at Wolf and said lightly.

The bodies of Wolf and the werewolf elder shook together, and there was a lot of blood on their claws, but at least there were still a few of them, and it was self-evident what it meant when Feng Congsheng said "countless", and it was probably really too many to count.

Hou Yi saw that everyone at the scene was shocked by the killing aura of the split mountain, and the scene was a little cold, and he said to Tony with a smile: "Although this thing is a little more murderous, since it is a weapon, it is not a bad thing to be murderous." You can't wield one percent of the power of the Rift Mountain yet, but it's definitely a lot more convenient than you can use a gun...... Why, don't believe it, put it on and try it!"

In the skeptical eyes of everyone, Tony put the rift mountain on his right hand, which originally looked a little too big, and as soon as he put it on, he clinged to his hand, as if it was custom-made for Tony's hand, and it fit tightly.

Gently clenched his fist, except for the first two knuckles, the entire fist and the back of the fist were tightly protected by the dark cracked mountain, and with a little force, a trace of black light immediately shot out from the cracked mountain.

"I ...... It seems that the strength is much greater......" Tony turned his right fist and looked repeatedly, "It seems to be the power of the explosion!" "The voice suddenly increased a lot, and Tony punched a marble statue more than three meters high next to him, and in the frightened eyes of Zhang Liuzi, Simon and the werewolves, this huge statue that could not necessarily be shattered even with a bomb turned into a small piece of debris flying all over the sky after a loud "boom".

The loud noise alarmed the nearby bodyguards and thugs, and hundreds of black-clothed men quickly rushed to Simon's side, raised the guns in their hands together, and pointed at Hou Yi and other outsiders with suspicious faces.

"It's okay, let me go down!" the footsteps woke Simon, who was in a petrified state, and he threw the men back and looked at his son like a god.

Tony was still in a punch stance, and he was completely immersed in the shock and thrill of the immense power.

"One percent...... One percent ......" is an almost unconscious repetition of these four words, and everyone knows what Tony means. Hou Yi just said that Tony's current ability is not yet able to exert 1 percent of the power of the Split Mountain, is this true? Less than 1 percent of the power can make an ordinary person easily smash a marble weighing 1,000 catties, so what kind of terrifying scene will it be when this fist glove is 100 percent used? Will the missile explode?

"Sure enough, it's a magic weapon!" Wolf had already cried out, what was the use of this single fist, Simon and other ordinary people might not be able to see it, but as the patriarch of the werewolf family, he had already seen some clues. Judging from the effect produced by Tony's punch, the split mountain at least has the effect of increasing the strength of the body, and the power just now is just the effect achieved by the strength of an ordinary person after being amplified, if it is a werewolf with extremely strong physical strength wearing this fist glove, what kind of result will it be? What if it is a werewolf after transformation? If the werewolf after transformation can still exert 100% of the power of this boxing glove, will it knock down the satellites in space with one punch?!

The more Wolf thought about it, the more he felt that the wind was terrible, if this so-called "alien cultivator" from the east had not bragged about it, and he had abandoned the Split Mountain 5,000 years ago, then how strong should his own strength be? Thinking of this, the more Wolf and the elders felt that what they had just heard could not be false: Feng Congsheng was able to stand outside the walls of the Vatican and ring the bell at the top of the cathedral with a whistling sound.

There is nothing wrong with cooperating with these mysterious visitors from the East. This kind of thing that is almost comparable to magic weapons is easy to give away, so what they don't give away must be unimaginable treasures.

"The golden silk cloak can make the person wearing it unscathed under the full force of the Yuan Infant Stage cultivator. Stretching out his hand to hand the golden silk coat as thin as a cicada's wings to Tony in shock, Hou Yi explained, "This thing is not Lao Feng's own, he doesn't use any armor at all, he is purely a barbaric and violent element." ”

"The things you got after killing a spider spirit back then, although they weren't very good, they were enough, and after you cultivated well, you won't need this kind of thing. Feng Congsheng said unimpressedly.

"How strong is the full force of the Yuan Infant Stage cultivator?" Tony asked blankly, he had no idea at all about the division of strength in the cultivation realm. With the shock brought to him by the Rift Mountain, he no longer dared to think that this dress, which looked like it could be blown through in one breath, was just good-looking.

Hou Yi was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said: "I haven't calculated this, but it should be more powerful than an anti-tank rocket." ”