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"It's called heaven wrong gold, sharp and unparalleled, it's a good treasure for forging mortal soldiers, but it's a pity that it's too little, it's a pity to dissolve into the knife," the old blacksmith sighed as he looked at the metal like black charcoal.

Chen Feng was a little disappointed, and reluctantly smiled, "Mortal soldiers?"

The old blacksmith was silent for a moment: "Who is your enemy?"

"I don't know who it is, but I can be sure that it's two monks who are flying with edgeworth," Chen Feng said uncertainly

"Then give you a handful of mortal soldiers who kill the monks," the old blacksmith smiled, a little heroic.

"With this?" Chen Feng pointed to his piece of gold.

"It's not enough!"

The old blacksmith's eyes were blazing, and he pulled the small metal lump hanging from his neck, "Plus this." ”

The two of them said they would do it, Chen Feng took out the remaining less than a hundred catties of beef jerky from the cellar of the blacksmith shop, and the forging gods were reluctant to work day and night, so the food should be prepared in advance·······

"Burn the fire," the old blacksmith shouted sweatingly.

It's been seven days and seven nights.

Chen Feng had never seen an old blacksmith forging a sword, and when he saw it, he realized that this sword was too unexpected!

I have never heard of any kind of sword that requires so many precision parts, and more than one hundred and seventy parts have been made, but it is not finished yet.

"Daddy, how many parts do you need?"

"Three hundred and sixteen"

"So much?"

"Actually, it's not necessary, three hundred and twelve is enough, but one hundred and eight isn't one week, so I just make four more and come to two weeks. ”

"Is there a place to be safe?"

"I haven't tried, how do I know"

“·······”

"Son, Dad, I actually played traps, and then the traps were too limited and too fixed, so I changed my career to blacksmithing, and decided to make traps into weapons that can be carried on my body, but the previous mechanism design was written into a notebook by me, and it was placed in the old box at the head of my bed, if you are interested, you can take it and see"

While carefully plating the Heavenly Error Gold on the parts, the old man told his precious apprentice about his experience, "Lao Tzu studied something that could make a martial arts master kill a monk, so of course it was destroyed by several sects." I didn't want to teach you this technique for fear that you would get into trouble, but if you want revenge, then it's a different matter," the old blacksmith carefully plated the remaining gold into the blades of the three wood knives.

"Daddy, what's that piece of metal around your neck?"

"This is a treasure that is said to be not in the spirit world! This little thing is called the Reverse Spirit Stone, not metal, I quenched it into the tip of your sword, so that you can easily tear apart the monk's aura body," the old blacksmith said with a smile.

"So godly?" Of course, Chen Feng knew how much the meaning of tearing the monk's protective aura was, and asked with surprise and joy.

The old blacksmith suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and said, "But you must remember! ”

Chen Feng wanted to ask why, but he didn't, his father hated to explain, he just had to listen, so he answered, "Oh." ”

The old blacksmith thought for a while, picked up the tip of the knife at the front, and coated it with a layer of heavenly gold to cover the breath of the reverse spirit stone, "I'll make a cap on the tip of your knife, and at the critical moment, you can twist the handle of the knife to pop out the reverse spirit stone·······"

A few days later, Chen Feng followed the old blacksmith's wishes and buried the old blacksmith whose life had expired, and walked out of Yong'an City for the first time with three firewood knives and a sword whip full of cracks on his back, and came to a valley.

The valley is beautiful and there is a whole cliff of grapes.

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Of course, Chen Feng didn't tell Fu Rongtian such a secret, but just said, "Yes, Uncle Blacksmith helped me plate that piece of divine iron onto the blade, and in order to make the firewood knife unobtrusive, I plated a layer of rust on it, which is not only shabby and low-key, but it is not easy to cut people's wounds."

Fu Rong pursed his lips, and smiled so sincerely and happily for the first time, "Plating the rust on the treasure knife covered with cloud patterns is also in line with your style." ”

Chen Feng yawned, "The story is over, you should rest early"

Fu Rong leaned up, "Thank you for telling me these stories" stood up and handed the futon back to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took the futon and sat down, watched Fu Rongtian walk back to his tree and settle down, opened his eyes anew, took out the porcelain bottle given by Fu Rongtian, and carefully opened the porcelain bottle, and a smell that smelled like a fairy suddenly made Chen Feng's spiritual platform clear!

Chen Feng poured out this elixir and looked at it carefully, the vermilion elixir was covered with small golden spots, which was extremely cute.

After all, Fu Rong was vicious, and the two were against each other, so Chen Feng didn't dare to eat at will.

Chen Feng smelled it first and then licked it, feeling that the entrance was like poplar branches and jade dew, and it was like spring breeze and rain, which was particularly fragrant.

After confirming it for a long time, I finally confirmed that there was nothing unusual, so I decided to eat it.

It was as if Chen Feng had licked up the sugar coating before, and a fishy bitter smell rampaged all over Chen Feng's taste buds.

What is suffering? Flying down the esophagus, baring his teeth all the way to bitterness.

What is fishy? The smell is pungent, the appetite for food is vomiting, the hair on the body is upside down, and scratching the scalp is fishy.

Stimulated by this fishy and bitter smell, Chen Feng's blood seemed to flow upstream, ready to vomit out of his mouth.

Spit out three mouthfuls of black blood in a row, and Chen Feng suddenly felt a lightness in his chest.

It's really good!

These three mouthfuls of black blood have been accumulated in the body, although Chen Feng is physically strong and far better than a martial arts master, but he can't help but have a secret injury all over his body. Coupled with the chaos of knowing the sea, there are faint precursors to schizophrenia.

Today, I was stimulated by the bitter taste, and the sea of knowledge contracted and solidified for a while, and I had no choice but to start absorbing and digesting those fragments of spiritual power.

It's just that the spiritual power is not so easy to absorb, even if it is just a piece of dregs, it contains the experience of taking away the old demon for a month, or the movement of thinking for two or three days.

The abundant medicinal power repaired the body and at the same time greatly encouraged Chen Feng mentally, the blue ball of light in his mind desperately devoured the fragments in the sea of consciousness, Chen Feng's mind also kept emerging various experiences, some strange exercises, as more and more fragments were eaten, Chen Feng's spiritual power became more and more vigorous!

Chen Feng's spiritual power was expanding, swelling to the point of overflowing brilliance, and the original softly lit Yuan Shen seemed to have turned into a bright lamp in the silent night at this moment, illuminating the space of the sea of knowledge with golden brilliance.

A scripture appeared in Chen Feng's mind.

There was peace in the sea of knowledge, and the Sanskrit light of the scriptures revealed an unapproachable sense of compassion, suspended above Chen Feng's spirit.

It is like an aurora above the golden sea, beautiful and ethereal.

Chen Feng tried his best to look at the scriptures, and there were four big characters written on it, and the big characters were a little hazy and unreal.

The Demon Lord has not cultivated the Immortal Family Law in his life, relying on this "Transformation Sutra"!

Chen Feng didn't rush to read this scripture, because he had already learned the content from Du Xuan, and what he had to do now was to open the Spirit God Bag and see what was inside!

The recuperation after the Great War once again brought Chen Feng to a new level, and he finally had enough mental power to open the Spirit God Bag to explore the treasures inside!

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