Heir To All

"You can visit, why can't I visit?"

Chu Linguang asked again.

"How dare you talk to me like this."

The cold youth is called Song Wendong.

They are the children trained by the Zhao family, relying on their own good cultivation skills, coupled with the Zhao family as a background, and the Zhao family is now involved in Ye Chen, and Nanyu will soon become the back garden of the Zhao family.

Song Wendong has a natural sense of superiority to anyone.

"Listen to this, it seems like you are a big man, but if you are a big man, why stay at the door of someone's door early in the morning and wait for them to open the door? Why don't they invite you in."

Chu Linguang sneered.

"Bastard!"

Song Wendong was furious and wanted to give Chu Linguang a slap in the face.

"Don't make trouble."

The middle-aged man is one of the senior leaders of the Zhao family, called Zhao Jin.

In front of the iron master, he didn't want Song Wenbing to cause trouble.

"There is a kind of you don't run."

Song Wenbing stared at Chu Linguang.

"There is a kind of you don't follow me in."

Chu Linguang chuckled, strode forward, came to the door, and pushed open the temple gate hard.

"you……"

Zhao Jin and others' complexions changed drastically.

The gate of this temple can only be opened by the iron master himself. If others open it forcibly, it will anger the iron master.

This door.

In the eyes of many refiners.

Once opened by someone, it is like being forced to do business forcibly, to refine a magic weapon for others.

And how noble the refining master is, comparable to the refining pharmacist.

Whoever invites the refiner to refine the magic weapon is not waiting in line for the refiner to open the door by himself. Almost no one dares to open the door of the refiner and make such an insulting behavior. Come.

Then Zhao Jin and the others all took a few steps back quickly, trying to tell the iron master that the door was not opened by them, but by Chu Linguang.

"Old man, get up for refining."

At the same time, Chu Linguang's voice almost made everyone scream.

Did Chu Linguang call the iron master an old man?

"You come out for me, dare to disturb the iron master Qingxiu, I want you..."

Song Wenbing felt that it was an opportunity to teach Chu Linguang a lesson. On the one hand, he could vent his evil anger, and on the other hand, it would not arouse the resentment of the iron master.

"boom!"

But when he just stepped forward, when he wanted to pull Chu Linguang out of the door, Chu Linguang kicked the two doors behind him with his foot, and the doors closed directly. Song Wenbing was hit by the nose because he didn't expect it.

The nosebleeds flowed out, he was covering his nostrils, his expression distorted for an instant, and he was about to scream, but he was frightened back by Zhao Jin's eyes.

"What's the identity of this person?"

Zhao Xun'er looked puzzled.

Chu Linguang looked confident, wondering if there was a master refiner living in it, or if he didn't pay attention to the master of iron at all.

"Let's see if he can come out."

Zhao Jin is also full of curiosity.

In the temple, the iron master is burning wood and cooking in the kitchen. He is more than sixty years old and has a chubby figure. He looks like a man, not at all like a craftsman.

Hearing Chu Linguang's voice, he ignored him and continued to burn wood and cook in the kitchen.

As if I had never found a person coming in the temple.

Chu Linguang, who just entered the temple, found that various organs were hidden in the temple.

If he hadn't grasped the fiery eyes and saw the problem in time, otherwise, even if he was a powerhouse of the gods, if he rushed in at this moment, it would trigger several important organs among them.

At that time, I was afraid that I would suffer a little bit.

It is a pity that Chu Linguang is aware of the flaws in these organs under the fiery eyes.

He walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the iron master.

The Blood Lord once said to him.

The iron master has a weird temper. He likes to set up traps in temples that he is proud of.

As long as someone can walk to one third, he will meet each other.

If he could reach two-thirds, he would personally help people refine magic weapons.

If this person can successfully pass through all the traps, then he will help the other party to refine the magic weapon for free, and a lifetime warranty.

So Chu Linguang didn't need to worry about whether he would offend the iron master.

In a short time, Chu Linguang walked one third, and all the traps were successfully avoided or cleverly resolved by him.

The iron master who burned firewood in the kitchen was originally indifferent, and noticed that Chu Linguang's footsteps were changing.

In a while.

Chu Linguang passed two thirds.

The trap was not caused by him.

In the process, there were several difficult and dangerous fortresses, but Chu Linguang resolved them one by one and successfully avoided them.

"What's the origin of this guy."

Iron can't help standing up.

It's been a long time since I was able to reach two thirds.

You must know that he is usually idle and fine, and he is studying the traps in the institutions. The traps in the temples seem to be commonplace, but in fact, they affect the whole body, and if they are not careful, they will be killed.

Over the years, in order to obtain the opportunity of his refining tools, I don't know how many desperadoes came to try to break into the temple, but eventually ended up with blood on the spot and no bones left.

After a while.

Chu Linguang came to the last organ.

The iron master, who used to burn wood and cook in the kitchen, also walked out of the kitchen at this moment. When he saw young people like Chu Linguang, the iron master looked curious and very ugly.

The person who broke the trap of his institution turned out to be a hairy boy, which made him unbelievable.

"It's a good mechanism, but it's a pity that it doesn't work."

Chu Linguang successfully avoided the last level of organ traps and came to the iron master, he said sincerely.

"Hey hey, tell me how do you see that these traps are wrong, and break in easily and without error, rest assured, what kind of magic weapon you want to refine, as long as you have enough materials, I can help You refine."

Surprisingly, the iron master was not at all angry about Chu Linguang's remarks, on the contrary, he looked expectantly.

Chu Linguang threw the black feather stone directly to the iron master.

Asked: "How much space ring can you refine?"

"This black feather stone is of average material and too small. Give me ten and a half months, and I can create a space of two cubic meters for you."

The iron master grabbed the black feather stone, and after some observation, he said seriously.

"Only two cubic meters of space?"

Chu Linguang didn't expect it.

Although this piece of black feather stone is only the size of the mouth of a bowl, it is just as big as a ring.

I thought that just looking for a refiner could help me refine a space ring that could hold 10 cubic meters of space, but I couldn't think of only two cubic meters.

"Under the world, there are only a handful of refiners who can refine a larger space than mine."

The iron master sub-channel.