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"But, Brother Ling, you are late. My master passed away three years ago..." When Liu Tieshan thought of his master's sustenance before his death, now that the shop was closed, his heart became heavy.

"Brother Liu, my condolences. Alas, it's a pity that I didn't get to see Mr. Liu for the last time." Ling Feng also pretended to be sad, but he was still a little anxious and didn't know how to convince the other party to make a key for him.

Ling Feng also had a vague idea of ​​the origin of this seamless mechanism. It was very prosperous in one era, but later on, in order to obtain more superb technical weapons, some people would kill a senior swordsmith just to make one. In this way,

There are fewer and fewer swordsmiths, especially those who know this craft, and swordsmiths hate anyone who wants to make such weapons.

"Well, Brother Ling... I'm afraid..." Liu Tieshan nodded, looked at Ling Feng, and shook his head in disappointment. Before he finished speaking, Ling Feng gritted his teeth and continued: "If you

If you can help me make that key, I, Ling Feng, will risk my life to kill that thief Zhu Tian, ​​so that you and the people of Sword Forging City can live a stable life!"

"Brother Ling..." Liu Tieshan already felt guilty. Hearing Ling Feng say this, he felt even more guilty. He gritted his teeth at that moment. Ling Feng knew that as long as the other party crossed the moral line in his heart, this matter would be over.

It's done.

"Okay! Brother Ling, I will make an exception this time to help you build it, but this matter must not be announced to the outside world..." Liu Tieshan was silent for a moment, and Ling Feng did not bother him. This time he also risked his life, and he did not expect that the other party would give it to him.

He said while taking the tea in the cup.

"Okay! Brother Liu, I'll leave it to you this time. As for the thief Zhu Tian, ​​although I can't say for sure, I will definitely fight with all my life to kill him!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Brother Ling, you don't have to force yourself. Why do you have to sacrifice more heroes because of me? I helped you build it because I respect you as a man and it has nothing to do with this matter!" Liu Tieshan said with appreciation, "Follow me, go to Casting

Sword room."

"Yeah, but what I, Ling Feng, said is just like water thrown out, and I won't take it back." Ling Feng followed Liu Tieshan and emphasized again. Liu Tieshan looked back at Ling Feng and just pursed his lips firmly.

Knowing that the other party has the other party's principles, I don't offer much persuasion.

"Where are your technical tools? I need to see the technical tools before I can make the key." Liu Tieshan said when they came to a sealed sword-making room in the backyard.

"Yeah." Ling Feng put his hand into the cloak, shook it, and the phantom thorn rolled out. Ling Feng put the phantom thorn on the table and said, "This is it, take a look."

Liu Tieshan was slightly startled when he saw the rare chain thorn weapon. He reached out and touched it. The swordsmith's metallic stress penetrated into the phantom thorn. His expression changed greatly. He looked at Ling Feng in surprise and was speechless for a long time.

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"It's too precise! It's too precise. I, Liu Tieshan, have been a swordsmith for so many years, but my life has been in vain. I really don't know which master can create such a precise technical instrument!" Liu Tieshan still reacted, and there were already marks on his forehead.

I broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

"Haha, I don't know which master made it. I just happened to get it next time. How about it? Can it be made?" Ling Feng was not excited because he didn't understand the subtleties of it at all. He was just worried.

I asked with a dry smile if I could make a key.

"I'll try my best. It's not difficult to make a key. What's difficult is that the structure inside is complicated. I need to get the precise data of the key, then design it, and finally build it. It will take at least three days." Liu Tieshan said, but he was worried.

Thinking that Zhu Tianlai was the one causing trouble, he frowned.

"Don't worry, just build it. It will take them a day to go back, and it will take another day if they come back. I will kill them on the road on the third day, so just concentrate on building it." Ling Feng saw the other party's intention at once.

Mind, the way of peace.

"Okay." Liu Tieshan nodded heavily, expressing his gratitude and trust.

On the first day, Ling Feng was still looking at Liu Tieshan's design drawings in the sword-making room, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't understand it, so he walked out of the room to get some fresh air, thinking that it would take more than ten years to learn sword-making.

For decades, if I could understand it, I wouldn't have to work around for a living.

night.

"Brother Ling, what are you thinking about?"

At this time, Ling Feng was looking at the huge planets in the night sky, thinking about some past events, to kill some time. At this time, a girl came over. This girl's name was Liu Yuemo, she was an orphan, and she was also Liu Jian's apprentice.

, I had a few chats with Ling Feng during the meal.

"Haha, Miss Liu, why are you here?" Ling Feng smiled faintly at Liu Yuemo and asked.

"No, senior brother is alone in the sword-making room. No one is allowed in. The guys have almost dispersed and no one can sleep, so I went out for a walk." The girl looked to be two years older than Ling Feng, and she was dressed plainly.

Her dress could not hide her delicate and innocent beauty at all. As she spoke, she played with the hair on her chest with her hands.

"Well, it's really difficult to sleep because of the troubles." Ling Feng nodded and said in a mature tone. If the other party knew that he was a year or two younger than him, wouldn't he be angry with her? He felt a little confused.

He smiled helplessly.

"Brother Ling, are you a wanderer walking alone on the mainland?" Liu Yuemo was full of curiosity about the benefactor in front of her who could only hear his voice but not see his appearance, especially when he saw the straight figure under the man's cloak.

There was a faint charming aura, and there was an inexplicable feeling in my heart, and I couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, you are indeed alone. Only in this way can you have no worries about life and death. When fighting, you will be more free of distractions and can reach the state of six-root purity." Ling Feng laughed twice and said lightly.

"Oh~" Liu Yuemo was a little surprised at first, because she heard the other party said she was single, but then she heard that the other party was determined to be alone because she wanted to fight, and she became frustrated, so she just said oh.



The meeting hall of the Balang Hunting Team.

"What?! It's that quality cultivator again? Damn it! He hurt my people time and time again!" Zhu Tian's face turned cold when he heard the reports from the ten mercenaries who had returned alive, and he got up in anger.

road.

"Uncle, there's no need to be angry. He's just a quality cultivator. Why should you get angry because of him?" A man in white in his early twenties standing next to him said calmly.

"Nan'er, you just came back from Tianshan Sect. It's so late now and you're tired. Go and have a good rest." Zhu Tian said calmly to the man beside him.

This man's name is Han Nan. He is a mage disciple of the Tianshan Sect, the second largest sect in the Holy Treasure Empire. He is the son of Zhu Tian's sister Zhu Li. Zhuli is the wife of the great mage of the Tianshan Sect. Because of this relationship, the Balang Hunting Team

That's why he is so arrogant.

"Uncle, I'm fine. Leave his affairs to me. I am now a second-grade mage and have enough ability to deal with those ninth-rate people." Han Nan replied calmly.


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