In the Lingjin Cave, Yan Gu, Zhi Wucai stared at the green steel leaf in Feng Jueyu's hand with big eyes and small eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. He looked at it again and again, as if he had seen a ghost in surprise.

of.

However, the two of them were well-informed after all. After a while, they finally accepted the facts, and then they stood there whispering, as if something in the New World had happened.

"This spiritual method has many uses. Brother Yangu, think about it. If you face an enemy in the future, wouldn't it be possible to just copy something and corrupt it into something magical?"

Yangu looked like he was thinking carefully and said: "You are right. Hey, do you think this spiritual method can turn living people into scrap metal?"

Feng Jueyu took a breath and said, "Brother Yangu, you really dare to think about it."

In fact, this is just a fantasy, but if it can really happen, it will be extraordinary. Just imagine, if you are facing an enemy in battle and cannot escape, you can raise your hand and touch it to directly turn the enemy into iron.

Wouldn't the eagle be knotted? This is a big killing move.

Feng Jueyu thought in shock and inexplicably, and involuntarily put his hand on Yangu's shoulder.

Yan Gu was suddenly startled, and quickly jumped out of the distance and said: "Brother Feng, what are you doing? You can't do this."

"Haha." Zhiwu was so happy that he held his belly in his hands. Later, he simply squatted on the ground and couldn't even straighten his waist.

Feng Jueyu chuckled and scratched his head, looked around, grabbed a beetle on the ground, and tried using his spiritual power, but there was no change. Then he picked up a stone and used the method of transforming leaves into steel, finally making the stone

The texture of the block became extremely hard, harder than stone.

Throwing the beetles and stones on the ground, Feng Jueyu said disappointedly: "It failed. It seems that turning leaves into steel is only useful for dead objects, and my current skills are not enough. Generally, larger dead objects like stones can't be used."

The method is to completely turn matter into steel.”

Yangu breathed a sigh of relief, then came over and patted Feng Jueyu on the shoulder and said: "Don't be discouraged, this is normal. If you could turn people into iron, you would no longer be human."

"Well……"

With this attempt, Feng Jueyu has a new understanding of the spiritual method of turning leaves into steel. The so-called turning leaves into steel is only useful for dead objects, and when the skill has not reached an extremely high level, some large-volume objects can be transformed into steel.

Objects cannot be transformed into refined iron or real steel yet, but with continued practice, Feng Jueyu believes that he will be able to transform any object into steel with just a raise of his hand.

"Brother Yangu, brother Zhi..."

While the three of them were talking, a very familiar voice came from outside. After listening to it, the three of them knew who was coming.

Su Changhe.

During the year they were in Lingjin Cave, Su Changhe visited four times, every three months, asking them if they had any other requirements, whether they were used to living there, etc.

The question is, this is the first year of Lingjin Cave. Three days ago, Yangu got the first piece of chalcedony of the first year. I think Su Changhe has more reasons to come here.

"Brother Su is here."

Yangu looked overjoyed. Apparently Su Changhe's hard work this year was not in vain. Although Feng Jueyu also knew that Su Changhe would often appear in Lingjin Cave, he didn't talk to Su Changhe much. After all, he was at that time.

Concentrating on extracting the spiritual energy of gold, only now did I realize that Yangu and Zhiwucai had become brothers with Su Changhe.

As for Feng Jueyu, although the Yunjian Tianmen often used the dispute over the Lingjin Cave to cause the Southern Realm masters to kill each other, it was not just and aboveboard, but as time went by, Su Changhe's attitude towards the Lingjin Cave in the past year had become clearer.

Taking care of him was enough to make Feng Jueyu's dislike of Su Changhe disappear to zero.

Therefore, Feng Jueyu was also very happy when he heard that Su Changhe was coming.

Following Yangu out of the cave, Su Changhe walked to the cave carrying a four-layered lunch box basket. As he approached, there was a faint aroma of vegetables and wine in the air. It seemed that the box contained

It should be filled with delicious food.

The three of them walked over and hugged each other. Su Changhe, because it was inconvenient to carry the basket, just lifted the lunch box and basket and joked: "I don't have any hands, so I'll skip the courtesy."

Yangu and Zhiwucai laughed, stepped out of the way one after another, stretched out their hands and said, "Brother Su, please come inside."

"Oh, okay." Su Changhe was not polite. He carried the lunch box and basket and walked inside. When he passed by Feng Jueyu, he realized in hindsight: "Huh? Brother Feng, are you no longer in seclusion?"

When he came a few times before, Feng Jueyu sat there motionless like a wooden fish. Su Changhe originally wanted to talk to him, but was stopped by Yan Gu and Zhi Wucai. This time he saw Feng Jueyu following him out.

, Su Changhe was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Feng Jueyu's mental outlook and aura. He couldn't help but his heart beat a few times, and he thought to himself: Good guy, I haven't seen him for a year, and he seems to be improving again.

A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.

Su Changhe was also a master of Shinto, and he was on par with Zhu Yu back then. There was nothing he couldn't tell at a glance.

When Feng Jueyu heard this, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "The past few times Mr. Su came here, I really couldn't get away. Today I will definitely have a good drink with Mr. Su."

Su Changhe was slightly shocked, but he didn't show it on his face. He still said indifferently: "That's right. We old guys are hundreds of years old. We practice more to increase our longevity. You are still young.

, when you can’t practice cultivation, you must get drunk with me today before you stop.”

"It's natural." Feng Jueyu is also a showman, and he has figured out that no matter whether Yunjian Tianmen is good or bad, as long as he doesn't have any bad intentions toward himself, he can't refute others' reputation.

The four of them walked into Lingjin Cave talking and laughing, and then sat around a stone pillar. Su Changhe placed the three plates of vegetarian dishes on the table, and took out a few jars of good wine.

Then they poured some boiling water from the hot spring dug out of the cave behind, put the wine jar in it, and the four of them started eating and drinking.

While pouring wine for the three of them, Su Changhe said: "This time I come here to bring you bigotin pills and eat some meat by the way. People like us have long forgotten the taste of grains, so I often secretly eat them."

Get some for a taste, and ask the boss if chalcedony has been born."

Yangu said quickly: "Elder Su is so elegant. To be honest, if it weren't for Elder Su this year, I'm afraid we wouldn't know what salt tastes like. By the way, chalcedony was born three days ago, right here.

"

Yangu was about to take out the chalcedony as he spoke, but Su Changhe held him down and said, "Hey~, I don't want chalcedony either. Show me what that is for. Today we are just catching up on old times and drinking."

Yangu stretched out his hand, shouted hello, and said: "Brother Su, please speak quickly. I would like to propose a toast to Brother Su. Brother Zhi, Brother Feng, come and drink."

The four people gathered around and started drinking.

In fact, it might not be a problem for people like them to drink ten jars and twenty jars. It's just that everyone is here as friends, so naturally they can't use Xuan Gong techniques to relieve the hangover. For a while, everyone's face was as red as a peach and they were drunk.

Thick.

After three drinks and five dishes, everyone began to lose consciousness. Su Changhe slowly drank a glass and suddenly said: "I have something to tell you today. As for how to decide, you can make up your own mind."

Zhiwu put down his glass and asked, "What makes Elder Su so serious?"

He originally said it as a joke, which made the three of them laugh, but immediately, Su Changhe said again: "It's not a big deal, you know that there is a worship hall in the back mountain of our sect, where many masters of the Shinto realm are enshrined.

They are all some respectable people in our southern region."

Feng Jueyu drank half of it, paused slightly, and quickly concealed the strangeness in his heart and continued to drink. At this moment, he was almost sober, and he guessed Su Changhe's intention, and he felt a lot more cautious.

Yangu and Zhiwucai had clear expressions on their faces, as if they had already guessed something. Yangu said, "I've heard that there are many powerful people gathering there, which is where the highest authority in the south lies."

Su Changhe waved his hand and said in disapproval: "What a gathering of heroes. Brother Yangu was joking. That's where everyone can discuss martial arts together. It's more about uniting the martial arts in the south to prevent being bullied by outsiders. It's not worth it.

It’s not worth mentioning.”

He drank the wine and continued: "Although it is not worth mentioning, the leader of our faction still values ​​​​the worship hall. From a long time ago, the leader has wanted to unite everyone to jointly resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

I believe the three of you also know that the inner circle of this grand plan is not peaceful, especially my Yunjian lineage, which can only be counted in the south. Two behemoths are watching over there. Sometimes, I do everything with fear of offending.

People, it’s very uncomfortable. So, the leader asked me to come over this time and ask if the three of you are interested in joining the worship hall. I’m not talking about joining the Yunjian Tianmen. Don’t get me wrong. Joining the worship hall is just for everyone to unite.

That's all, Yunjian Tianmen won't ask you to do anything. I just hope that everyone can share the same hatred when we are in trouble in the southern border. Haha, just think about this little thing. You don't have to suffer, the leader.

I am not in a hurry to listen to the letter from the three of them. If I have this intention, Su can convey the message on my behalf and choose a day to welcome them to the mountain. If I don’t have this intention, even if Su’s words are in vain, the three of them do not need to take it seriously.

."

As he spoke, he poured a glass of wine and drank it.

Feng Jueyu and the others looked at each other in confusion, already knowing something in their minds, but at this time, it was indeed not the time to give Su Changhe an answer, so the three of them didn't say much.

After drinking for a while, Su Changhe said goodbye and left. Before leaving, he left behind a year's worth of Yanhuang Pill and Bigu Pill, and left the matter alone.
Chapter completed!