Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Forgotten God of Forging
Then Ling Zhishi walked out of the cultivation room and saw Ling Zitong honestly sitting on the bed waiting for him.
Although Ling Zitong's hair is very long, it is unexpectedly cute with her petite body, although she will blow up every day, but it is very soft to the touch.
Ling Zhishi took out a wooden comb and smoothed out her fried hair over and over again, although such a thing was no longer strange to them, but when they thought about it carefully, they still felt that something was wrong.
In this situation, Ling Zhishi is like raising a daughter, or a pet, it doesn't feel like there is much difference.
After combing his hair, Ling Zhishi also stayed in the inn with Ling Zitong, except for dinner, he might go downstairs to eat. However, Ling Zhishi usually stayed in the cultivation room to study the formation, and Ling Zitong would not touch ordinary meals at all, so he had been feeding her the Holy Spirit Fruit.
In order to avoid the limelight, Ling Zhishi stayed at home, and would use spirit grass to quench his body every morning, and the time that he had originally insisted on for two and a half hours was slowly increasing, until it reached five hours three days later.
And Ling Zitong either slept or watched Ling Zhishi cultivate every day, but in just a few days, she actually showed signs of breakthrough again, which made Ling Zhishi happy and sad.
As Ling Zhishi gradually carved out the second formation, he gradually understood some things, as long as it was the formation seal he carved, it would automatically be absorbed into the formation by Xuan Qing at the moment of completion, so that it would appear in the palm of his hand, as long as his mind could be used or touched at any time.
Regarding being able to absorb a few formations, Ling Zhishi was not clear, but with this anti-heaven function, he could see the eyes of other formations, so as long as it was a formation, then he was equivalent to knowing the weakness, so the formation could be said to be ineffective for him.
On the sixth day, Ling Zhishi slowly walked out of the cultivation room, and at the same time, the moisture of the clothes on his body was gradually evaporated by the spiritual energy.
After these two days of tempering, Ling Zhishi can clearly feel that his skin is much whiter than before, and his skin is smooth enough to make the girls envious, and the whole person is much more handsome than before.
Seeing Ling Zhishi come out, Ling Zitong walked over with a happy face and said, "Hehe, today has broken yesterday's record again, and it has also opened a big section, it's been eight hours." ”
"yes, thanks to your help in keeping track of the time every day. Ling Zhishi walked over and touched her head, "After waiting for eight hours, this Holy Spirit Fruit will give you one." ”
Ling Zitong took the fleshy Holy Spirit Fruit with one hand, and took a bite of it directly, eating it happily.
Seeing this, Ling Zhishi gently pushed open the window, and a ray of sunlight shone diagonally, which made his head dizzy after not being exposed to sunlight for a long time, but after a few breaths, he recovered.
After so many days, the turmoil outside has subsided a lot, and the weather is good today.
"I have something to do, I need to go out. ”
"I want to be together, too!" Ling Zitong stopped chewing in his mouth, raised his head and said categorically.
"Okay. Ling Zhishi didn't hesitate at all, nodded and said, "Put your shoes on and leave later." After what happened a few days ago, Ling Zhishi was naturally a lot more honest, and as long as Ling Zitong was there, he would not do such troublesome things.
And with Ling Zitong, the danger will naturally be reduced a lot, although she looks weak, but she is a real crack Sky Realm powerhouse.
After Ling Zitong put on his shoes, the two of them set off.
It didn't take long for them to appear on a completely unfamiliar street, Ling Zhishi looked at a deserted forge shop from a distance, and without saying a word, he pulled Ling Zitong into it.
Ding Ding Ding ~
"Is anyone there, please?"
Ling Zhishi gently pushed open the door, it was pitch black inside, countless weapons and shields were scattered all over the place, and the cash register was empty, giving people the first impression that it was like a store that had not been sorted out for a long time.
But it's such a shop, and it's the place where artifacts were created, but not many people know about it.
"It's been many years, and there are still customers who come to visit our store. A hoarse voice came from all corners of the room, but then there was a dead silence, and the owner of the voice seemed to be thinking about something, but continued: "I'm inside, come in." ”
"Thank you. Ling Zhishi approached the depths, and suddenly saw a door, but there were many horizontal and vertical shelves next to the door, so it was not very obvious from a distance.
As it progresses, the sound of striking iron becomes clearer and clearer.
The inside is similar to a back garden, but it is closed, and compared to the outside, it is obviously more neat and clean, although there are many things, but it is completely orderly.
Clang~
As soon as the hammer fell, the sound of striking iron disappeared, and Ling Zhishi also saw the owner of the iron, he was wearing a cloak of clothes, his whole body was in tattered clothes, and the beard on his mouth even covered his neck, but he could see from his eyes that he had been untamed.
"What are you doing with me a bad old man?"
"No, I'm just here to visit the legendary Wu Xiao who was known as the "God of Forging" twenty years ago. Ling Zhishi bowed respectfully and said seriously.
"Heh, I didn't expect anyone to remember me, Wu Xiao. Although this day is big, it can't accommodate me as a small human being, so how can I talk about the name of God? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"
Ling Zhishi took a few steps back before stabilizing his body, and on the side, Ling Zitong's face suddenly became gloomy, and the words in his mouth were like a god-killing judgment, and every word was filled with killing intent, "You! dare!"
Wu Xiao was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the bloodline of the young man opposite to be so powerful, he didn't feel the cultivation aura on his body, but he stood firm by the bloodline, and the girl next to him was even more terrifying, sensing that her bone age should be less than eighteen, but her cultivation had reached the realm of splitting the sky, and the murderous aura it exuded made her tremble.
"Eh, wait, you are the Ling family, why is there such an atavistic bloodline in this place. Wu Xiao tilted his head and wondered, he always felt an aura that was familiar to him.
Ling Zhishi was startled, lowered his head and began to be vigilant, nervous and at the same time with a hint of doubt.
"Don't worry, I haven't asked about the world for ten years, and I have already looked down on money and power, but I have known a few people from the Ling family, so I naturally understand some of them, but I just have some doubts. Wu Xiao's tone was much kinder than before, but when he mentioned the people who knew the Ling family, his eyes were obviously yearning for something.