I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 178: Black magic iron! (Please subscribe!)

Chapter 178 Black Magic Iron! (Please subscribe!)

The land of silver mines.

Yang Fang opened his eyes again, and after calming down his breath, he stood up from the bed, and then silently felt the soreness and numbness in his body. After a while, he opened the panel again to check.

Name: Yang Fang

Life span: 22/150 years

Cultivation: Super Grade (920/15000)

Heart method: The ninth level of Xuanwu Zhengong (7800/28000), the fourth level of Induction Technique (300/3600), the third level of Golden Body Technique (5600/6000), the third level of Thunder Breathing Technique (1000/9000)

Martial skills: The first level of Qingyun Step (500/2000), the first level of Pyroblast Palm (650/2500), perfect cross fist, perfect Pingxu Linkong Step, the third level of Splitting River Sword (1200/2400), turning the clouds The second level of palm (1150/2400), the perfect Yin Killing Sword, the second level of Seven Emotions (300/1200), the perfect double palm, the third level of Lei Guangbu (300/3000)

Qualification: Martial Arts Wizard (80/150)

“It’s really difficult to practice the super level. It only took 15 days to increase the experience from 850 points before to 920 points now.”

Yang Fang said to himself.

If you think about it this way, after returning next time, it would be better to practice martial arts directly in the real world.

It will definitely be faster to practice low-level spiritual martial arts with your own super-level cultivation level.

This is like a high-level character going to brush a low-level dungeon.

Absolutely no difficulty.

Shortly after.

Yang Fang took out an ancient animal skin picture from his arms, his eyes flashing.

After many twists and turns, this thing finally fell into my hands.

It’s all thanks to Wu Sanjiang.

If Wu Sanjiang hadn't come to deal with him, how could he have encountered such a thing.

“But where is this third divine seed? Is it in the previous town of Wushen?”

Yang Fang thought.

It was a pity that he did not dare to stay long after obtaining the Dao map. Otherwise, he could have used the other two divine seeds in his body to feel it carefully.

But fortunately there are still opportunities later.

Just wait until you are through the limelight, then quietly sneak back to Wushen Town to experience it carefully.

Yang Fang carefully took a look at the Dao Diagram and then put it into the ring with great solemnity.

In addition to the harvest from this Dao map, the ring also contained six full boxes of gold and silver jewelry.

The total amount is at least three to forty thousand taels of silver.

It can be said that you got rich overnight!

Even Yang Fang himself did not expect that those guys from the Blue Dragon Society would be so rich.

“I will have to find time to re-forge my armor.”

Yang Fang looked at the iron demon armor lying quietly inside the ring and thought to himself.

The war has started, and I may receive a mission from the sect at any time, so this matter must not be delayed.

Once you are sent to the front line, it is impossible to find time to build a battle armor.

“Go to the city tomorrow to explore and see if there are any suitable materials.”

Yang Fang returned to the bed and continued to practice cross-legged.

Early morning comes.

A thin mist rises.

The fire that burned all night has been extinguished.

The Zhuangzi in front of me was in ruins, with black charcoal everywhere.

There was a strong aroma of barbecue in the air, which was nauseating.

Outside Zhuangzi.

Qin Tianlie, the president of the Qinglong Society, who is tall and dressed in black robes, has a cold face, gnashing his teeth, the skin at the corners of his eyes trembling, and the anger in his chest is simply uncontrollable.

A group of masters from the Qinglong Society had already rushed into the damaged Zhuangzi and began to search quickly.

One after another, burnt, fuzzy corpses were being carried out.

“President, all the corpses have been carried out, but the faces of all the corpses are blurred. I don’t know if there is a young master inside?”

A master from the Qinglong Society said cautiously.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Tianlie struck out with his palm. Without any warning, he hit the master of the Qinglong Society until he vomited blood and flew away like a sandbag.

“Trash!”

Qin Tianlie shouted angrily.

The expressions of the other masters of the Azure Dragon Society changed, and they all fell to their knees without saying a word.

“Where are Wu Sanjiang and Liu Bao? Have we contacted them?”

Qin Tianlie said coldly.

“Reply to the president, not yet.”

One person said bravely.

boom!

Qin Tianlie kicked out, and another person flew backwards and hit him in the distance.

“President Qin, if you get angry and hurt your body, it’s better to calm down!”

Beside him, a tall, thin, fair-faced old man with narrow eyes coughed lightly and spoke.

Qin Tianlie's face was gloomy. He slowly turned to look at the old man and said, "Is there any way for the evil organization to resurrect my son?"

"I'm sorry, Master Ling didn't contribute his soul to our Lord. My Lord cannot resurrect him."

The tall and thin old man shook his head gently and said with a smile, "However, I do have a way to find out which body is Mr. Ling's. By the way, I can also find out what happened to Mr. Ling before he died? It depends on whether President Qin is willing. Are you willing?"

“Okay, check it out for me right away!”

Qin Tianlie gritted his teeth and said.

“President Qin first forces out a drop of blood essence.”

The tall, thin old man smiled.

Without saying a word, Qin Tianlie pulled out the dagger from his waist and struck it directly on his palm.

Poof!

Scarlet blood splashed and dripped down.

The tall and thin old man forced out a smile, walked up to Qin Tianlie, stretched out a skinny finger and gently dipped it in Qin Tianlie's blood, dabbed the blood on his palm, and then put his hands together to form a mysterious and mysterious handprint.

　　Boom!

A powerful and sinister aura instantly emitted from the body of the tall, thin old man. It was so powerful that the temperature in all directions dropped rapidly, and the sinister wind whistled and whined.

Then the old man's palms lit up with green light, and he spread his hands.

brush!

　　The drop of scarlet blood in his palm immediately flew out, rushed towards the row of blurry corpses in front of him, and landed directly on the miserable corpse on the far right.

Qin Tianlie's eyelids twitched, and then he quickly rushed to the burnt and fuzzy corpse and searched Qin Zheng's body.

After a moment, his face became even more gloomy.

The picture was indeed missing.

“President Qin, please give in for now, I will continue to use my secret skills.”

The tall, thin old man walked over, coughed slightly and smiled.

Qin Tianlie stood aside without saying a word.

I saw the tall and thin old man bending down, grabbing Qin Zheng's blurred face with his five fingers, and suddenly pulled up Qin Zheng's head, and then stabbed another finger directly into the top of Qin Zheng's skull, with a squeaking sound, and There was rapid stirring inside.

Not long after, a drop of dark white liquid came out directly from it, and it was filled with an unspeakable stench.

The old man forced a smile on his face and said, "President Qin, swallow this thing!"

　　Whoosh!

He flicked his finger, and the white liquid flew directly towards Qin Tianlie.

Qin Tianlie's face was gloomy. He opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. Then he closed his eyes and felt it.

　　Boom!

In my mind, the images are turbulent and the white mist rises and falls.

In a blur, a tall, hazy black figure appeared.

Wearing a ferocious armor, with a hazy face, and holding a golden long sword, he flashed past.

brush!

Qin Tianlie's eyes opened wide, his voice was hoarse, and his pupils were red.

"It's him!"

Inside Nanshan City.

The flow of people seems much sparse, and there is a bleak atmosphere.

In a larger north-south shop.

“Sir, are you looking for some metal that’s harder than Plutonium?”

The shopkeeper raised his head and looked at Yang Fang.

“Yes, I wonder if there is one on the shopkeeper’s side?”

Yang Fang asked.

"This. If there was indeed a large piece half a year ago, it was a pity that it had been bought by someone long ago. This kind of thing is always rare. Every time it appears, it is basically snapped up by people. You are late."

The shopkeeper shook his head.

“I wonder which metals are harder than Plutonium?”

Yang Fang asked again.

Suddenly he took out a piece of silver and gave it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly, but did not refuse, and said: "To be honest, there are few that are harder than Plutonium. For most people, Plutonium is the strongest metal. There are only two metals that I know of. There are two kinds of iron, one is called Yin Yang Black Iron, and the other is called Black Demonic Iron.

Both materials are very special. Yin-Yang black iron is the most suitable for making swords. Once it is made, the true energy is injected into it, and the sword body has both cold and fiery power, which can enhance the power of three points out of thin air.

Black Demonic Iron does not have this advantage. Black Demonic Iron is simply hard, with a wheel hardness three points higher than that of Yin Yang Black Iron. It cannot be forged by ordinary iron shops. Only some extremely powerful forces have the strength to forge this object! "

“Dark Magic Iron”

Yang Fang's face moved slightly and he said, "Which piece was in your shop half a year ago?"

“It’s the Black Magic Iron, weighing more than three hundred kilograms. It was bought by Chen Chengfeng, the young master of the Shenwu Sect’s Yunying Academy. But he definitely won’t be able to use it so big. If you’re interested, you can ask him!”

The shopkeeper’s smile.

“Okay, thank you.”

Yang Fang nodded and left here.

The shopkeeper took out the broken silver in his hand, looked at it again, and smiled.

Twenty taels of silver, at least worth half a month's wages.

It’s too easy to make money!

far away.

Yang Fang frowned and thought in his mind.

Yunyingyuan.

This is not a pleasant place to live.

He still remembers that when he went to report Wu Sanjiang, apart from the King Kong Court who was making things difficult for him, the only ones left were the Yunying Court and the Qingcheng Court.

so!

He sighed in his heart and had to give up temporarily.

The worst thing is to visit more places.

Next, Yang Fang visited all the major shops in Nanshan City.

Although I came across a piece of Yin Yang Black Iron, it was a pity that it was too little, only about thirty kilograms.

Far from meeting his needs.

At dusk.

There was another riot in Nanshan City.

“Get out of the way, get out of the way!”

"The Xu family dares to harbor people from evil organizations, and they should be punished. The family will be destroyed today!"

“You are wronged, but we did not hide it. We are all good people.”

Poof!

ah!

Blood splattered.

Screams were heard in the distance.

A large group of martial artists rushed into a large courtyard and started massacring and purging.

The already small crowds in all directions were all running away in fear, quickly closing up their stalls and running away, fearing that they would encounter setbacks.

Yang Fang frowned and ducked to one side, almost getting hit by the crowd.

He looked up.

I saw chaos not far away, a fight broke out, there was a bang, and even the walls were smashed.

The martial arts masters of the Xu family were obviously not willing to wait for death. They rushed out and started fighting directly with the minions of the Shenwu Sect.

However, with the action of a tenth-level Shenwuzong master, the head of the Xu family was quickly captured.

“You, the Vajra Academy, framed you, and you will get retribution!”

The head of the Xu family looked painful and shouted angrily.

"Retribution? What a joke, you colluded with evil organizations in front of us, and you still dare to say that we will get retribution. How can this make sense?"

The leader of the tenth-grade Shenwu Sect master had a serious look on his face.

boom!

His palm landed on the forehead of the head of the Xu family, and his energy exploded, like hitting a watermelon, killing him on the spot.

“Dad!”

“Master!”

The remaining people were crying.

“Kill them all!”

The tenth-grade master of Shenwuzong headed by him waved his hand coldly.

"yes!"

Puff puff!

ah!

Suddenly there was a terrible massacre in the streets.

Yang Fang didn't say a word. After taking a look, he turned and left.

The tenth-level master of the Shenwu Sect suddenly raised his head and looked directly towards Yang Fang. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he shouted sternly, "Stop!"

　　Whoosh!

His body jumped up and rushed directly towards Yang Fang, grabbing Yang Fang's back shoulder with five fingers like lightning.

boom!

Yang Fang turned his long sword without even looking at it. The scabbard and the sword directly hit the palm of the master of the Shenwu Sect. The terrifying force caused the opponent's face to change, and he let out a muffled groan. His body immediately flew out and fell to the ground. More than ten meters away, he backed up, his arms tingling.

Everyone else was shocked and rushed out one after another, quickly helping the tenth-level master.

“Who are you? Dare you be an enemy of Shenwuzong?”

The tenth-level master shouted angrily, covering his right arm and looking at Yang Fang.

"When did I become an enemy of the Shenwu Sect? I was just passing by, did I break the law?"

Yang Fang slowly turned around and said coldly.

　　"Presumptuous, why did you run away if there were no ghosts? I think you are also a member of an evil organization!"

The tenth-level master shouted angrily.

Yang Fang's eyes were cold, he said no more, turned around and left.

The tenth-level master suddenly turned pale, his arms twitched, and he stared at Yang Fang's figure.

Damn it!

How dare you ignore yourself!

“Senior brother, do you want to report it to the sect?”

A person next to him whispered.

"Walk!"

The tenth-level master covered his arms and left with resentment.

After returning.

Yang Fang thought about it and decided to visit Heipan City again.

Hippan City has the largest black market and auction in Baize Region, and there are definitely more opportunities there.

Actually, taking a step back, he still has a choice.

That is to return to the sect and entrust Song Shumei to help him go to Yunyingyuan to ask.

Just like this, Yang Fang will easily be assigned other tasks by his master.

Now that he has been transferred to guard the silver mine, his master will not remember that he has a disciple like him for a while, but once he dares to hang around in front of Song Jinlun, Song Jinlun will definitely arrange him accordingly.

After all, it’s time to hire people.

Yang Fang watched the sunset in the distance, made up his mind, and set off again immediately.

Like before, the river was not calm.

Large ships were patrolling back and forth, searching for people who deliberately ran away, and also preparing for an ambush by some murlocs.

Although those fishmen left Nanshan City in a short time, God knows whether they will sneak back from the bottom of the water again.

　　The two cities previously occupied by them were captured by them without any defense.

Now it is naturally impossible for Nanshan City to suffer the same losses again.

In the awning boat.

Yang Fang sat quietly cross-legged and walked down the river.

Three days later.

Heipan City is still extremely prosperous.

It seems that the chaos outside does not affect us here.

There are many kinds of businesses and shops, there are a lot of people, and there are constant shouts.

“Shaobing!”

“The donkey rolls!”

Most of the people coming and going on the street have a smooth and leisurely look on their faces, with no signs of panic. Most of them are even martial artists, and everyone has good martial arts.

Zhang Ji Iron Shop.

It occupies a huge area, about more than 300 square meters.

The tamped ground, the messy accumulation of various ores, and the people coming and going to buy weapons made this place extremely lively in the entire Heipan City.

“How are you, are you satisfied with this piece of black magic iron?”

Zhang Tianlin, who was tall and muscular, looked at Yang Fang proudly with a smile on his face.

Yang Fang looked in amazement, looking at the huge iron mine on the ground, the long sword lightly knocked on it, making a clanging sound.

At least about four to five hundred kilograms!

"How much?"

“One price, five thousand taels of silver, no counter-offer!”

Zhang Tianlin smiled.

Since it arrived in their shop, no one has been able to refine it.

Firstly, it was too heavy, and secondly, it was burned in the fire for seven days and seven nights, but it remained unchanged.

It is too difficult to melt this thing.

Instead of putting it as a display in the shop, it is better to sell it directly.

“So expensive?”