Ji Wenming heard that it was clear that this dwarf demon called Tie Niu and Tie Muben were opponents, but they had been competing for many years, but they had been friends for a long time, and he suddenly came to the top when he first arrived, which caused his dissatisfaction, so he took action to suppress his sharpness. These words are so bold and atmospheric from Tie Niu, but when they heard it, the taste changed in Xi Wenming's ears: "Your skills are not as good as others, and you have to take turns to fight, then good, I'll just do it!"

Ji Wenming suddenly grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and said to Tie Niu: "It turns out to be a nosy person, I don't know how many dwarves like you are there?

Tie Niu sneered: "Good boy, even if you have a kind, after my tandem, at least sixty percent of the hundred foundries present are very disgusted with you, so you should be careful for a while!"

Ji Wenming shook his head and sighed: "It turned out that it was only sixty percent, and I thought that the dwarf demons were all stupid people who didn't argue with each other! Actually, what if it was ten percent? I'm not afraid of you! Since you proposed a competition, why don't you tell me what you want to compare?"

Tie Niu said angrily: "Fighting is forbidden in the temple, and there is a record of the most mysterious, sacred, and magical Creation Sutra of my Pygmy Demon Clan, so we have discussed it privately, and we will better than whoever understands the content of the scriptures first, and who understands more!

When Ji Wenming heard this, he said calmly: "How do you count if you win, and how do you count if you lose?"

Tie Niu's face was unhappy and said: "If you win, we will recognize your strength! If you lose, you will reveal the use of magic iron to me!"

Of course, the iron rod knew the charm of magic iron, and suddenly grabbed Ji Wenming's hand and reminded in a low voice: "Senior brother, they are trying to deceive your magic iron formula, you have to be careful of scams!"

Ji Wenming said with a smile: "I have long known that they are not well-intentioned, and under the guise of Senior Brother Tiemu, it is clear that the weasel is giving New Year's greetings to the chickens - uneasy and kind!"

The iron rod was surprised and said, "What is a weasel, and what is a chicken?"

Ji Wenming was speechless for a while, forgetting that there were no such creatures in the Yuanxia world, so he had to snort, pouting at Tie Niu and sneering: ", I lost and you got the benefits, I won, there is only empty and unfounded recognition, I have been upright all my life, why do you need the approval of you dogs!"

Tie Niu didn't expect this kid to be articulate, but after thinking about it, his bet was really fucked, so he had to say in a negotiating tone: "Then what do you say?"

Ji Wenming thought for a while and said, "You make a contract, if I win, everyone will do one thing to me!"

Tie Niu said angrily: "How is this possible, if you let us die, can't we do it?"

Ji Wenming said: "What do you think of me, okay, then change it, each of you should do one thing to me that does not endanger your life and does not violate your conscience, so it's okay, right?"

Tie Niu thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back and discuss with the others, and if I can, I'll sign a contract with you later." ”

To tell the truth, this little man is not tall, but his foot strength is good, and a hundred foundries climbed on the stairs back and forth, occupying more than ten steps, but this kid went back and forth, but the tea time was completed, and he just climbed more than ten steps, and he came back.

Tie Niu's face was red, and he sweated profusely and took out a piece of animal skin from his arms, unfolded it in front of Xi Wenming's eyes, and said: "The contract has been written, my brothers have pressed the handprint, you have to think about it, if you agree, press the handprint, and then your casting technology for magic iron will become a technology shared by more than sixty of us!"

Ji Wenming had already known that this kid had a ghost in his heart, and he had expected this kind of thing to happen when the bronze helmet handed over the magic iron casting technique to the temple, there is no impermeable wall in the world, if there is no such technology, it will be fine, but once it is invented, let alone a hundred years, even if it can monopolize this technology for ten years, it will represent huge benefits.

What's more, these crazy casters may not be for financial gain, but for the sake of making themselves one step further and becoming the existence of breakthrough foundries! In the history of the hill dwarfs, only the first ancestors of the dwarfs reached this level, and finally broke through the sky and disappeared without a trace, becoming the existence that future generations want to surpass but always look up to.

It can be seen that the significance of the magic iron casting technique for these dwarf casters is even greater than life, fortunately, although the temple released a mouth, but it did not reveal the heavenly secrets, so the various foundries have sent disciples to Ji Wenming here to probe the wind, and even came up with a plan for the gambling contract, with the straightforward head of the dwarf demons, it is already very remarkable to be able to come up with a high trick to bet.

Ji Wenming was illiterate, so he handed the animal skin to the senior brother of the iron rod and asked him to read it again, only then did he determine that the content was true, and reached out and imprinted his own handprint on the animal skin.

Ji Wenming didn't know the principle, and was startled, but the iron rod's eyes widened with experience, and shouted: "God Casting Contract, this is the God Casting Contract?"

Ji Wenming hurriedly asked, "What is the God Casting Contract?"

Before the iron rod could speak, the iron bull sneered: "So that you know, we dwarfs the demon and disdains to lie to you, the god casting contract is the ancestor of our dwarf demon clan, the few animal skin scrolls left by the lord known as the god of casting, once the contract is established, it will be concerned by the gods, and anyone who breaks the contract and cheats will pay a huge price, and even life is better than death! So, boy, don't think about playing tricks, just wait to admit defeat and hand over the magic iron casting technique!"

Watching Tie Niu leave triumphantly, Ji Wenming couldn't help but confirm: "Senior Brother Tie Rod? What that guy said is true? Is there really a god-casting contract?"

The iron rod snorted, "Yes, yes, but ......."

When it comes to the privacy of the ancestral gods, the iron rod is a little difficult to speak.

"But what? Say it quickly! At most, I will never spread it!" Under the curse of Ji Wenming, the iron rod whispered: "There are actually a lot of god-casting contracts! Our ancestor loved three things most in his life, one is drinking, the second is gambling, and the third is casting! He finally became a god and called a god-casting, but his hobbies have not changed at all, and he often works as a notary public for gambling games, so as long as this contract is approved by the temple and his name is noted, it will become a god-casting contract! Be careful, they are working together to frame you, you can't sit idly by! As long as you keep the contract, some little tricks can be used. ”

Ji Wenming nodded and said: "This dwarf demon casting god is really amazing, after becoming a god, he will not stop, and make a god-casting contract!

Looking at Senior Brother Tie's expression of concern, Ji Wenming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, it won't drag you down!"

Iron Rod lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said: "I don't care about you either, if you are willing to teach me the magic iron casting method, in fact, I also want to gamble with you!"