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） Feng Zikang sighed slightly, and said with a smile: "Uncle don't worry, that senior, although she is old, her spirit is still quite strong, and now that the times have changed, her mentality has also tended to be peaceful, and she is not as calm as she was back then." ” This is all nonsense.
Although Elder Yun controlled the Good Gong Hall and knew that Feng Zikang had beheaded a child-eating demon in Hanshan Mountain, he never imagined that this man-eating demon would be the beautiful and pungent Miaojiang woman from three hundred years ago.
The ideal ending in his mind is naturally as Feng Zikang said, silent and forgotten in the rivers and lakes, which may be the best thing for everyone.
"That's good......
That's good......"
Elder Yun muttered to himself, which could be regarded as the end of a matter of his heart.
"But......
Didn't she ask for anything?
” He finally remembered that he asked Feng Zikang to admit defeat, since he lost the bet, he naturally had to cash out the bet, what he said at that time was to do something casually for the other party, which would be terrible if a problem came down.
Feng Zikang smiled dumbly, he didn't expect that this uncle had been worried about this.
"Ahh He patted his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, "That senior said that when you made a bet, you said that if you lose, you should promise her to do something......"
"A thing that does not violate the morality of conscience!"
Elder Yun hurriedly corrected him, he was so frightened that his beard was wilted.
"Yes, a thing that does not violate conscience and morality......"
Feng Zikang smiled weirdly, "The senior's request is actually very simple, and it definitely does not violate any conscience and morality, that is, you want to marry her in a big red sedan chair!"
” "No way!"
Elder Yun jumped up like a grasshopper, shaking his head desperately, his white beard and white hair in a mess.
"No, no, no, no, what I practice is Tongzigong, this is absolutely impossible to get married......"
He suddenly found Feng Zikang, who was laughing, and immediately came back to his senses: "Good you little rabbit cub!"
You're playing the old man happy, aren't you?
” Feng Zikang laughed and walked away.
"That senior doesn't ask for anything, uncle, don't you worry?"
"No requirements?"
Elder Yun settled down, and was stunned for a while, and there was a little confusion on his old face. ※※※ Feng Zikang's last stop at Sunset Peak today is the Hundred Soldiers Workshop, one of the cores of the military family.
If the Good Gong Hall masters the promotion and cultivation of the disciples of the military family, and the Jing Hall masters the inheritance of the spiritual powers, then the Hundred Soldiers Fang is the key to the combat effectiveness of the military family heirs.
Refiners!
If there is a powerful Dharma suit in the body, and the cultivation is similar, the combat effectiveness is the difference between the abyss; Even if the cultivation is slightly inferior, with a powerful magic weapon, it can turn things around.
Feng Zikang killed Xiao Gao, Liang Si'an, and even the Ya people, in addition to relying on his own advantages, a very important factor was also the effect of magic weapons and armor on his body.
Heart Accumulation Nail, Galaxy Shuttle, Soul Bone Sword, Spirit Witch Bone, these things are accumulated together, and if they are used well, it is enough for a disciple in the early stage of Qi Induction to challenge the peak of Qi Induction or even a master in the early stage of foundation building.
The Hundred Soldiers is the place to make this kind of thing.
As long as there are enough refining materials and good merit points, the forging grandmaster of the Hundred Soldiers Workshop who is up to the sixth rank of the Xuan level can definitely make anything you want.
However, Feng Zikang didn't want to refine any magic weapons this time, he didn't have complete materials at hand, nor did he have a few good deeds.
Consistent with the style of the Good Gong Hall and the Jing Hall, the so-called Hundred Soldiers Workshop is nothing more than a tattered blacksmith shop.
A middle-aged man, wearing a brown sleeveless short coat and exposing his knotted muscles, held a fine-iron sledgehammer of thousands of catties high, striking a crescent-shaped blade on the black anvil under him.
"This uncle ......"
The chief elder of the Hundred Soldiers Workshop is Hu Tiehan, the master of General Lu, and it is said that this person is also the highest elder in the current Longhu Mountain.
General Lu's red-blooded broadsword is also the work of this Xuan-level six-grade refining master.
Now the one who is striking iron at the door will naturally not be him, but Feng Zikang doesn't know it.
The middle-aged man looked up, nodded at him, and motioned to wait for him to finish knocking before speaking.
Feng Zikang was not in a hurry, so he stood next to him and watched him strike the iron carefully.
"Bell!
Bang Bang!
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” The man held a sledgehammer in his hand, but it seemed to be as light as a feather, and he did not have any strength, and when he struck the anvil, the force was retracted.
The priority of each blow is different, and it is not so much about striking iron as it is about playing music.
Feng Zikang is puzzled, although he doesn't know much about the method of refining tools, but he also knows that the most important thing is to use even force, so that the material can not leave gaps.
It's just that the big man struck the iron, all in one go, although the sound of the bell was deafening, but he didn't feel irritable at all, like the sound of heaven.
Until noon in the day, a ray of sunlight shone on the hammer, only to see the big man sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know that he had struck tens of thousands of hammers, he took a deep breath and struck the last hammer hard!
"Boom!"
With the deafening rest of the passionate music, the crescent blade was broken in two!
"Ahem!"
The big man threw the hammer and sighed loudly, as if he were sorry.
He lifted his cloth coat and wiped his sweat, and smiled apologetically at Feng Zikangxing, "You baby is quite patient, much better than your senior brothers, they always can't wait for my daily time of ten thousand heart training, disturbing my mind, causing me to fail to refine my heart, and make me angry every time......
You're good!
” Feng Zikang didn't bother beside him, his 10,000 tempering hearts didn't seem to have succeeded, presumably other disciples were not the main cause of his failure, but people are used to pushing the responsibility on others, and this big man is not exempt from vulgarity, and he is angry with those disciples who make trouble, they deserve it.
"Say, what do you want to refine?
Since I'm happy today, I'll play better for your baby!
” Feng Zikang smiled, "Haven't asked Uncle Gao's name yet?"
” "My surname is Qin, Qin Da Niu," the man bared his teeth, which was considered a smile, this name was as simple as his appearance, not at all like a cultivator, "Who are you a disciple?"
It's quite polite......"
"Home is a small bamboo forest leaf born ......"
"Yikes!"
Qin Daniu nodded, "Senior Brother Ye is a good person, and sure enough, the apprentice is not bad!"
” He walked up happily and patted Feng Zikang on the shoulder, Feng Zikang only felt a huge force coming, so he had to secretly use Xuangong and quietly introduce this huge force into the ground, so that he did not hurt his internal organs.
Feng Zikang found that now that the name of the master was reported, everyone's reaction was almost the same, and it seemed that with Ye Tiansheng's name, it would be easier to go out and deceive people.
"Good!"
Qin Da Niu slapped it with one palm, and saw that he didn't shake it for a while, and he was very satisfied.
"This old Ye's apprentice is also in good health, good!"