The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 120 The Blacksmith
This slap was just a test, but Guo Fu behind her was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Thinking of the rather arrogant words in the young man's mouth when they met for the first time, he hesitated to speak.

"Ouyang Feng."

"Ouyang Feng? Who is Ouyang Feng..."

Hearing Qingxuan's words, Ouyang Feng's expression was a little distorted, he held his head in his hands, seemed to be enduring great pain, and spoke nonsense.

Qingxuan raised his brows, he could see that Ouyang Feng was not acting, but really didn't know who he was.

"Xi Du, Ouyang Feng?"

Seeing the old man squatting on the ground with his head folded and talking nonsense, Guo Fuqiao's face was full of horror. This person was actually Ouyang Feng, one of the Five Uniques.

"Not bad, isn't it surprising?"

East evil and west poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar have supernatural powers.

This sentence represents the highest level of the entire arena, and it is an existence that is admirable. However, some people say that this crazy old man is actually Xidu Ouyang Feng. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Guo Fu would probably take it as a joke.

Seeing Guo Fu's expression, Qingxuan smiled and said: "Ouyang Feng will become like this, and your mother still has something to do with it."

"Mother?"

Nodding slightly, Qingxuan said in a calm tone: "In the early years, Ouyang Feng coveted the Nine Yin Scriptures. For some reason, your mother was forced to hand them over, but your mother was clever and did some tricks to write the Nine Yin Scriptures upside down. The scriptures were handed over to him, and the scriptures of Nine Yins were practiced against them, resulting in the reversal of the meridians and confusion, Ouyang Feng became what he is now."

"So that's the case, then he said that Yang Guo is his son..."

"Of course it's not your own. The reasons are complicated. When you go back, ask your parents."

After finishing speaking, Qingxuan stepped forward, knelt down, looked at the convulsed Ouyang Feng, and said, "I know your son's whereabouts. If you keep quiet, I will take you to find your son, how about it?"

"son?"

Ouyang Feng raised his head sharply, staring at Qingxuan with vicissitudes of life, he instinctively felt that he was invincible with the move just now, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Really, you really took me to find my son?"

"real."

There was a faint smile on Qing Xuan's face, Xidu Ouyang Feng, the peak master, no matter how the latter behaved before he went mad, if he was conscious, he would definitely be a ruthless killer just like Li Mochou.

Even more terrifying.

Only Li Mochou was alone, it was difficult to intimidate, and made everyone in the Jianghu fearful. If Ouyang Feng, who is also known as Xidu, was added, the effect would be completely different.

Moreover, Ouyang Feng happened to have something he wanted, whether it was the Ha Toad Technique or the formula for transforming corpse powder.

Thinking of this, he had a plan in mind.

"Come with me, and when I'm done, I'll take you to find my son."

"son……"

After pondering for a moment, Ouyang Feng nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Qingxuan smiled lightly, turned to look at Guo Fu who was standing in the distance, and said softly, "Continue to lead the way."

After recovering, Guo Fu nodded lightly, and glanced at Ouyang Feng who was following behind, walking in front with a slightly stiff body.

After all, with such a dangerous person following behind, no one would feel at ease.

When Qingxuan and the others left, the residents came out of the alleys one after another, looking at the cracks in the ground and the exploded stalls with lingering fear. Although they were very distressed, in this troubled world, it was very satisfying to keep their lives.

Following Guo Fu, he arrived at the end of a street in the north of the city, and he saw an inconspicuous blacksmith shop.

On the wooden table at the door of the blacksmith's shop, there are also sharp utensils, but they are all household knives, not weapons.

Hearing the sound of hammers colliding with metal coming from the blacksmith shop, Guo Fu disliked this environment very much, and said, "Here, this is what Mother said. I'll wait for you at the teahouse opposite."

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Qingxuan looked at Ouyang Feng and said, "You follow along too, don't do unnecessary things."

"Okay, remember to take me to find my son."

"rest assured."

After finishing speaking, Qingxuan stepped into the blacksmith shop.

Ouyang Feng looked at Guo Fu and asked, "You also know the whereabouts of my son?"

Hearing this, Guo Fu's face turned pale. She hadn't forgotten that Ouyang Feng wanted to grab her earlier, so he pouted and said, "I don't know."

Glancing at Qingxuan's back, Guo Fu was a little disappointed by his lukewarm words, and walked towards the opposite side with a cold cry.

"Is this girl not pretty enough?"

Following behind her, Ouyang Feng remained silent.

The blacksmith's shop is not big, just stepping into it, the temperature rises sharply, and the air is stuffy, as if deep in a modern bathhouse.

Looking up slightly, I saw a burly middle-aged man holding a hammer standing in front of the boiler, hammering a piece of iron that was burnt red and emitting white smoke. On his left, there was another A young child with a somewhat exotic appearance.

The pinnacle.

Seeing someone coming in, the man stopped his movements, looked at Qingxuan, dictated clear words, and said, "Do you want to make knives?"

"No, I'll build weapons."

The man froze and shook his head slightly.

"I can only make knives, not weapons. You are looking for the wrong place."

Qingxuan heard the words, with a half-smile look, glanced at the child, and said: "Guo Daxia and Huang Gangzhu introduced you, I think you won't disappoint me, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the man frowned and glanced at his child, how could he fail to hear the threat in the words.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "What kind of weapon do you want to build?"

"sword."

As he spoke, an exquisite broken sword appeared on Qingxuan's right hand behind his back, which was the Yitian sword.

Taking the Yitian Sword, the man looked at the sword body and the exquisite hilt, and said bluntly: "The blacksmith who built this sword is no worse than me in forging skills. Why did you come to me?"

Qingxuan smiled dumbly, the person who made this sword was right in front of him, he always felt a little strange when he said such words, but he didn't want to explain too much.

"Can this sword be recast?"

Looking at the fracture of the sword body and hilt, the man shook his head slightly, and said: "It was broken by a violent shock. This sword is not made of ordinary metal. Even if it is melted and cast, the quality will decline. At the critical moment, it is very likely that it will be broken. Come."

Qingxuan nodded slightly, as expected of the blacksmith who forged the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Saber.

"In other words, as long as there is metal of the same quality, it can be recast, right?"

"good."

Hearing this, Qingxuan pulled his right hand behind his back, and an unusually large epee appeared in his hand with a faint red light shining through the dark blade.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

When he took out the broken sword just now, he thought he was hiding it behind his back, but this heavy sword is simply difficult to hide. How did this young man do it?
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