Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

Divine Weapon Peak.

In the Foundry, heat and cold coexist, and the sound of hammering iron tools rises and falls.

He Hongfeng rushed in in a hurry and said:

"Deacon Futu, go quickly. Elder Shangwu said that if he doesn't see you in a quarter of an hour, he will attack Divine Weapon Peak."

As soon as the words fell.

A group of naked, muscular men in the forging yard all broke out in cold sweat.

It seemed that they remembered some bad memories.

They all turned around and looked at the giant iron tower not far away.

"Huh?"

Futu's face twitched twice.

As soon as he loosened his hand, the forging hammer fell to the ground.

"What happened?"

Elder Han He slammed the table and stood up, angrily saying:

"You summoned my Divine Weapon Peak Deacon and dismissed him at will, and you want to fight me as soon as you open your mouth. Are you bullying me because there is no one in Divine Weapon Peak!"

A group of tough guys lowered their heads and pretended to be busy.

"Hey, Fu Tu, you go first."

"Yes, elder."

Fu Tu's expression changed and he walked out of the forging yard.

Han He then asked with a gloomy face:

"Deacon He, what's going on?"

"Deacon Fu Tu's disciple is sparring with the new true disciple..."

He Hongfeng told him everything that had just happened.

Elder Han He was furious when he heard it.

An old disciple is sparring with a new disciple. How can he do such a shameless thing?

Just do it. It's not done yet.

Now it's good.

Shang Wu, that evil star, can make trouble even without reason. Now he has reason, what can he do!

"By the way, you just said that Li Mo forced Wang Hao to use his inner breath?"

"Yes, Wang Hao actually used it secretly before, but he only used a little bit. He suffered a loss from the great Liuhe Fist, so he was furious."

"It's none of your business."

Han He twisted a strand of his graying beard, his eyes flickering.

Great Liuhe Fist!

One day to open the meridians!

Just based on these two points, even if Li Mo is not as good as Ying Bing, he is not far behind.

The stone steps to heaven are indeed never wrong.

The boy's physique may be reflected in his martial arts attainments, so his progress is so amazing.

Such a good seedling actually became a disciple of Shang Wu.

It's okay to just learn martial arts, but if he learns the bad habits of that crazy woman...

Han He's head hurts just thinking about it.

.....

Martial Arts Hall

When Fu Tu stepped in, he saw his disciple trapped in the wall, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, while Shang Wu sat in the upper seat drinking tea.

He took a deep breath, but suppressed his anger:

"Elder Shang, I don't know why you hurt my disciple like this?"

Shang Wu raised his eyebrows and spoke louder than the other party:

"He started it first!"

As he said that, he raised Li Mo's arm and pointed at the bruise on his palm:

"If I hadn't come in time, my gifted precious disciple would have been strangled by your disciple."

Li Mo coughed lightly and tried to pull his hand back.

But he couldn't pull it back.

No, Master, the bruise on my hand was caused by beating someone.

If it was later, it would have disappeared.

Fu Tu took a shot from a distance, and Wang Hao was pulled out of the wall.

After feeding him a pill of healing medicine, he turned around:

"It's just a sparring with fellow disciples, Elder Shang Wu, you're going too far. Wang Hao has the responsibility to teach the new disciples how to fight, or maybe he just teaches them boxing techniques."

"Sparring? He uses his inner breath, is that also a guide?"

Shang Wu said, putting down the teacup, and angrily said:

"Xiao Mo, what does the sect rule of our Qingyuan Sect say?"

"If fellow disciples kill each other, they can be killed on the spot."

Li Mo spoke at the right time.

"Waste! What use are you!"

Futu looked at Wang Hao who had fainted angrily.

Bullying a disciple who had only been in the sect for a day, and still using inner breath?

Now, the hat of killing each other among fellow disciples has been put on, and he can only swallow it even if his teeth are broken!

In addition to being angry, he glanced at the young man next to Shang Wu without leaving a trace.

He knew Wang Hao's weight. He couldn't even defeat the opponent without using his inner breath?

"Then... Thank you, Elder Shang, for helping me discipline my disciples. Goodbye."

Futu carried Wang Hao and prepared to go out.

But before he took two steps, he was locked by the aura, and the hair on his neck stood up.

"You, Shenbing Peak, still owe me an explanation."

Shang Wu spit the tea leaves into the cup, with a look of disgust on her face:

"Give me 10,000 catties of cold iron, 1,000 catties of red gold, and 10 catties of iron essence. If you give me one or two catties less, you can't even think of leaving this door."

Everyone present was shocked.

This is equivalent to the output of Shenbing Peak in ten years.

Elder Hanhe may not be able to produce it.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the blue veins on Futu's forehead burst out:

"Lion's mouth is too big! Shang Wu, youDon't go too far!"

"What if I bully you?!"

A hot breath spread out, making it hard to breathe.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Li Mo was in a trance, and he actually saw a lotus blossoming from the beautiful master's body, burning brightly, as if it would last forever.

Futu's momentum stagnated.

If it was someone else, he would be sure that the other party would not dare to make a move in the sect.

But when Shang Wu, this crazy woman, gets angry, the sect master has to give in.

Li Mo was inspired and tried to smooth things over:

"Elder Futu is only the steward of the Divine Weapon Peak. He really can't afford so much."

"My disciple is not injured either. Why not... ask for less compensation?"

Shang Wu snorted coldly:

"That's the truth. My disciple, what kind of compensation would satisfy you?"

Li Mo coughed lightly and said, "Pen and ink are waiting for you! "

He picked up the pen and wrote it down.

It took a while to write a list.

Futu took a look.

Most of what was written on it were the fine wines that Shang Wu loved to drink, and some miscellaneous precious items.

Although it was inevitable to bleed heavily, it was not as outrageous as before.

"Come to Shenbing Peak to get it."

Seeing that the master and disciple sang the same tune.

Futu's expression was uncertain, and he finally suffered a loss.

"Hey, that's right, it would be great if you had been so smart earlier."

Shang Wu's momentum dissipated instantly.

When Futu left with a cold snort, she smiled and suddenly gave her precious disciple a big hug, happily burying his head in her chest.

If Li Mo wanted to describe Shang Wu's figure at this time, he would say it was suffocating.

"It's worthy of being my apprentice. You have learned three points of my skills."

"Master, can you give me some? "

Li Mo shyly asked for a share of the spoils.

"Hmm?" Shang Wu instantly became alert, and the way she looked at her beloved disciple no longer seemed like she was looking at a caring cotton-padded jacket.

"One-nine."

The beautiful master pointed with her fingers.

"Master, do you only want this much?"

"One tenth is yours, and nine tenth is mine."

Li Mo said helplessly: "Actually, I just want some exotic beast meat to roast and eat..."

"Roast meat?"

Shang Wu's almond eyes lit up: "You can also cook?"

"Of course, I'm the best in Ziyang Mansion, and no one dares to say I'm second. ”

With modern seasonings in hand, you are so confident!

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt himself being lifted up.

Then, the surrounding scene began to blur and quickly retreated.

When Li Mo was about to vomit, he felt the reality under his feet.

Where is this?

Hearing the sound of iron knocking, Xiao Li looked around with confused eyes.

What caught his eye was a huge cave with a faint cold light in it.

On the left and right sides of the cave, there were two rivers, one very hot and the other icy cold, which were led to the yard by two canals.

And a group of iron-making men were working in this yard.

"This is..."

"That is Shenfeng Cave, which existed before our Qingyuan Sect was established. "

Shang Wu was in a good mood and was happy to explain to his new disciple:

"There are a lot of broken copper and rotten iron in there. I killed a killer from Xiyu Tower and threw his sword in there. I heard from old man Han He that it was something that was nourished by the sharp spirit of killing soldiers."

Soldier killing sharp spirit?

Li Mo's heart moved.

Then this Shenfeng Cave is not a good place to practice the extreme killing body?

"Humph, those are not broken copper and rotten iron, Shang Wu, don't be rude to my ancestors of Shenbing Peak!"

Elder Han He put his hands behind his back and looked unhappy.

Shang Wu didn't waste time talking to him and stretched out his hand:

"Where are the things?"

"Humph, Futu! "

The voice fell.

Futu came out dragging a carriage.

Li Mo guessed in his heart that this might be a steward named Futu who drew money from the Divine Weapon Peak, so he prepared it so quickly.

The things were all asked by his master.

It seems that he had planned it for a long time, and he picked out what he could get...

Shang Wu narrowed her beautiful almond eyes and smiled like a fox who had successfully stolen fish.

"Old ghost Han He, it's rare that you are so straightforward. Okay, this matter is over. ”

[Congratulations to the host, the investment was successful, and Shang Wu acted as an accomplice to complete a blackmail.]

[Investment feedback: three jars of ice and fire wine.]

[Investment feedback: two bottles of six-patterned Qingxin pills.]

[Investment feedback: ten kilograms of iron essence.]

.......

[Qingxin pill: It has the effect of concentrating the mind and calming the heart, and can suppress distracting thoughts to a certain extent. Each pill can last for two hours. No more than one pill can be taken per day. Excessive consumption will lead to the weakening of seven emotions and six desires and the loss of humanity.]

[Iron essence: Ten thousand kilograms of iron, one ounce of essence, ordinary weapons, adding a little can blow hair off, it is a must for forging magic weaponsMaterials. 】

Student Li was also very happy.

I didn't expect that helping the master to extort money could be counted as an investment.

It was a big hit.

This may not be the best reward he has ever received, but it is definitely the most generous one.

The value of the reward has far exceeded the sum of what the master has worked so hard to rob.

"Haha, how can I lose both the people and the battle."

"I hope that when you Shang Wu loses, don't cheat me."

Elder Han He snorted coldly.

He was talking about the two people's bet to compete for disciples.

That bet is much more valuable than this mere cart of wealth, no, it can't even be measured in gold and silver.

"Then I'll give you a chance... lose."

Shang Wu smiled and gave a thumbs up, then turned it down.

Li Mo: "......."

Master, where do you get your confidence?

If I remember correctly, Murong Xiao has the body of a Ming Jiao and is known as a rare genius in Ziyang Mansion in ten years.

If it weren't for Ying Bing, Murong Xiao would undoubtedly be the leader of this class of disciples.

Elder Han He is so confident, probably because of the half-demon bloodline.

The characteristic of half-demon is that the starting point is extremely high.

"Hehe, my disciple is not talented, he has five meridians in the Qi and Blood Realm, and he can already go to the second level of Shenfeng Cave."

"I am ashamed, I am ashamed, he is just a little better than me in the past."

Han He drank a sip of tea lightly.

Shang Wu was surprised: "He is only at the fifth meridian of the Qi and Blood Realm, so let him go to Shenfeng Cave to practice?"

Han He showed a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth: "I have my own plan, so you don't have to worry about it."

The disciple has a half-demon body, and his bloodline tends to be the dragon, which is known for its strong body. Under his guidance, he practiced horizontal training and gave full play to his strengths.

Now, with his body alone, he can lift a huge stone weighing ten thousand pounds.

Li Mo may go far in the future, so what?

The Jiufeng Martial Arts Competition is just around the corner.

In the short term, he will never be able to defeat Murong Xiao.

"Humph, isn't it just the next Shenfeng Cave..."

Shang Wu curled her lips, but she didn't blurt out "My apprentice can do it too".

The weapons in the cave are all killing weapons.

If they are taken out alone, they may not be a big deal, but if they are gathered together in a regular way, they can hurt people from a distance.

Moreover, some weapons have killed countless people and carry an astonishing murderous aura, which is enough to capture people's hearts.

After entering, it is a double test of body and mind.

Even she can't reach the bottom of Shenfeng Cave.

"Elder Han He, I wonder if outsiders can enter this Shenfeng Cave?"

"Hmm?"

Han He paused while drinking tea.

Shang Wu winked at his apprentice without any expression.

Silly disciple, I don't have to fight for everything...

Han He glanced over:

"Of course you can go in, but I advise you to think twice..."

Except for Murong Xiao, all the disciples in the cave are above the inner breath realm.

The former is because of his innate strong physical body, and the latter can use the inner breath to protect himself.

"I will try it outside first. If it doesn't work, I will never show off my strength."

Li Mo's eyes were burning, and he said this to the two of them.

Han He shook his head secretly in his heart.

No wonder he had a conflict with others just after entering the martial arts hall.

Just after making some progress in martial arts, he didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, and he wanted to compete with others everywhere.

This kind of mentality, let him suffer a little.

"You can go in, but your safety is at your own risk. If something happens, you two masters and disciples should not blame me."

"Thank you."

Li Mo bowed and looked at his master again.

Shang Wu squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, then took out a small bell from his arms:

"If you can't hold on, shake it twice."

This is a concentric bell.

When one bell is shaken, the other bell will ring.

As long as they are not thousands of miles apart, it will have an effect.

Our elder Shang seems to be careless, but he doesn't want his precious apprentice to be really hurt.

"Thank you, Master."

He took the bell.

Li Mo walked to the front of Shenfeng Cave.