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"Presumably, a cultivator above the sixth order of qi refining must be very generous, right?" Fu Rongtian said as he looked at the chai knife.

Chen Feng lowered his head and had no tone, but continued to tell the story of that age, "The medicinal power is extraordinary, the first one of my divine pills actually made me enter the meditation for a month, the second one was fixed for fifteen days, and the third one was set for seven days, because my physique was too thin, the first one improved my physique, the second one strengthened my body, and the third one really wielded its effectiveness, which directly increased my strength of a jiazi, and I was six years old at the time, and I may have the strength of more than 100 catties with one hand."

"With the strength of the two of them, they didn't find you?"

"I didn't go back to the village, afraid of meeting the two of them again. It's just that I killed three tigers in the Evil Tiger Ridge, barely survived, and when I was about to go crazy, I carried the dried tiger skin and tiger bones on my back, and decided to go down the mountain to change places to settle down, but I didn't expect to come out again It was five months later, I crossed the continuous Evil Tiger Ridge and came to Yong'an City. ”

Chen Feng paused, "Later, I heard about the massacre of the village, and in order to kill me, all the villages of the fourteenth centered on the broken temple were destroyed. ”

"Destroyed?" Fu Rongtian asked in disbelief.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear" Chen Feng's voice was very sad, and he used two lines of poetry to describe the misery at that time.

"The monks of the government didn't check?"

"It's a border town, although this kind of thing doesn't happen often, but it's not uncommon, the announcement on the notice is that the horse bandits slaughtered the village, and the government sent troops to suppress the bandits for three months."

Fu Rongtian didn't know what to say, and he couldn't say comforting words, so he could only continue to listen to the story silently.

"The tiger skins I took off were extremely intact, but because I was too young at the time, it was easy to be hacked when I gave them to the shops, so I waited outside the city for a caravan to buy the furs, and they wanted to forcibly buy my three tiger skins for five taels of silver. Chen Feng seemed to be a little thirsty, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Fu Rongtian turned around and filled Chen Feng with a bowl of water and handed it to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took a sip of water and continued to preach, "Later, with my own strength, I went to an old blacksmith's house as an apprentice, the old blacksmith had no children under his knees, and he was addicted to alcohol, so he basically stopped fighting weapons for a long time, and there was nothing to do except make some pickaxes, sickles, axes, and firewood knives every day to make a living. ”

"After working in the blacksmith shop for a year, I learned the old blacksmith's forging skills, and then the old blacksmith fell ill, so I naturally took over the small shop and took care of the old man, there was not much money in the shop, and the old man drank and took medicine, and soon there was no money in the shop, and even the three hundred taels I took out did not last long, I remember that it was also an autumn evening. ”

The old blacksmith poured a sip of liquor and said drunkly, "Little madman, help me out of bed."

Chen Feng was beating a firewood knife, raised his head and glanced at the old blacksmith, "The wine is gone?"

The old blacksmith shook the bottle proudly, "The old bottle is filled with new wine, and it is beautiful!

Chen Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw the hammer aside, and walked over to the old blacksmith, "Is that to go to the toilet?"

"I think I'm dead and I'll leave you something," said the old blacksmith with a smile.

Chen Feng paused, his eyes were a little stunned, "It's time?"

The old blacksmith laughed, "Come on." ”

The corners of Chen Feng's eyes were a little moist, but he said, "It's amazing that you can still live until now after drinking so much wine." ”

The old blacksmith raised his eyebrows, and his voice was loud, "Don't play poor with Lao Tzu." ”

Chen Feng turned his head and couldn't help but say, "I'll think of a way to get you a spirit pill to try." ”

The old blacksmith sighed, "I took you in at the time because I liked your neat nature, and now that you have grown up, how do you behave like your mother-in-law." ”

Chen Feng didn't speak, but he felt uncomfortable to death, he had never felt warm in this life, and the last six years of lingering breath had almost made him forget that there was such a thing as family affection in the world, it can be said that the old blacksmith was the first person in his life to rely on each other.

The old blacksmith walked to the furnace, picked up the hammer, turned his head, and asked, "What weapon do you want?"

Chen Feng couldn't bear to let the old blacksmith hurt his body again, but he knew that no one would stop what the old blacksmith was going to do, so he happened to see the firewood knife in the mold, so he said, "Just it"

The old blacksmith was stunned, and then laughed, "I can't imagine that my Luo Jiawei's posthumous work is actually a firewood knife, and you are going to collect firewood after I die?"

Chen Feng didn't answer the old blacksmith, and the old blacksmith didn't say anything more, just poured a sip of wine and said vaguely, "Look carefully~"

With a hammer in hand, I have the world.

The old blacksmith's cloudy eyes were still cloudy, but the temperament on his body was as cold as the last blizzard in early spring, and there was no hammer after twisting his body, as if he was condensing something, Chen Feng noticed that the old blacksmith's chest was expanding!

"Poof" a spicy liquor gushed out, like a fountain delicately and evenly poured on the fiery red knife embryo.

The fire is blazing!

The flames flowed out of the stairs formed by the wine, and Chen Feng was really worried that the old drunkard would be burned alive.

The hammer moved, blocking the flames, and the whole hammer was wrapped in the flames of the wine steaming and smashed on the embryo.

A hammer swings out of the air continuously, like a thousand hammers quenched and refined.

Chen Feng seemed to have an understanding when he saw this scene, but he didn't have time to think!

I couldn't see how to lift the hammer, but I felt that the old blacksmith even twisted the hammer and came and went, and then twisted and twisted, and bang

The song is very long, the old blacksmith has only beaten a third of the wood knife has been out of the cloud pattern, the old blacksmith is full of interest, but the cloud pattern has been full of flowers, sixty catties of the iron giant wood knife has been beaten by him The remaining twenty catties, the lead is gone!

The old blacksmith scooped out a scoop of molten iron and struck three knives in this way.

The old blacksmith stretched his waist and said lazily, "It's a pity, you didn't kill people and wasted Lao Tzu's sword."

Chen Feng thought about it, ran to his small broken bed, tossed for a while, found the piece of divine iron and handed it to the old blacksmith, "Dad, you see that I have learned from you for so many years to make iron, and I don't recognize what kind of metal this is, do you know?"

The old blacksmith took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, smacking his lips, "Let me take a closer look"

"Bang!"

Chen Feng grabbed the stick that the old blacksmith had beaten with his hand, and asked suspiciously, "Master, are you knocking on my stuffy stick?"

The old blacksmith scratched his head in embarrassment, "Lao Tzu, I can't help but see a good baby, I forgot who you are"

Chen Feng's face was black: "Your old man used to be a robber?"

The old blacksmith didn't answer Chen Feng's question, but asked, "Where did you find such a good baby?"

Chen Feng replied honestly, "My father-killing enemy gave it to me"

The old blacksmith said with emotion, "Then he is sick"

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