gate of eternity

"interesting."

The old man in sackcloth muttered, Zhao Yun could sense it, but he couldn't?

He didn't speak, or he was too lazy to answer.

However, if the other party finds fault, he doesn't mind teaching him how to behave.

"It's not the right time."

The black-robed man came and went quickly, and when he got off the eaves, he knew he was gone in a blink of an eye. Some things, it is better to talk in private, after all, Zhao Yun is there, and such a blatant person digs the wall, people will scold her of.

"There is a small shop in town, so it's different."

Zhao Yun smiled inwardly, if it wasn't for the old man in sackcloth, the Xuanyang Realm of the Liu Family hidden in the eaves would not be so reserved, he would probably have jumped down to pretend to be aggressive.

After dinner, he went back to his room.

Everyone also left separately, and the small garden became empty in an instant.

In the middle of the night, a dark shadow flashed by.

The man in black sneaked in again, looking for the old man in sackcloth, wanting to chat alone.

"Which one?"

The old man in sackcloth said calmly, sitting under the lamp and reading ancient books leisurely.

"The Liu family."

The man in black smiled, seemingly calm, but in fact his eyes were full of fear. He was far away before and could not perceive clearly, but now he realized the horror of the old man in sackcloth.

"My Patriarch, I would like to invite fellow Taoists to tell you something."

The man in black didn't talk nonsense, took an invitation card, and put it down carefully.

The old man in sackcloth didn't speak, and didn't even look at it.

His demeanor can be described as full of coercion, as if he was saying that the words have already been brought, so he will stay where he is cool, and he will hurt his temper when he clears people up later.

The man in black laughed dryly, turned around and disappeared.

As the old man said, the words have already been brought, whether to go or not is their business.

"Good boy, it's hidden deep enough."

The old man in sackcloth smiled and said that the kid in his mouth was referring to Zhao Yun. Obviously, the Liu family did not know that the craftsman was Zhao Yun. Tonight, he should be recognized as the craftsman. This invitation is probably for cheating .

That's why it's fun.

The father-in-law took pains to poach his son-in-law's wall, which was very fresh everywhere. However, with the Liu family's style of doing things, he could do it perfectly. A few days ago, a wedding that was stolen and replaced was so slippery, let alone poaching the wall.

As he spoke, he glanced at the invitation.

Liu Cangkong!He had heard of it a little bit, he was definitely a ruthless character, he really pissed him off, even if it was his own son-in-law, he would kill him.

Do you want to go?

The old man in sackcloth reads ancient books again, to be honest, he doesn't really want to go, firstly he is not a craftsman, secondly he is here!I really don't want to have anything to do with the Liu family, because Zhao Yun's master, if I ask the Liu family to settle the matter in the future, I will probably bring him along.

Here, Zhao Yun is still refining weapons.

When the man in black came, he could vaguely sense that it was due to the little spirit bead. As for what he was doing here, he could imagine with his butt: poaching the wall.

No wonder, he hid it too well.

So far, the Liu family didn't even know that he was the craftsman. Tonight, by coincidence, they ran into the old man in sackcloth.

He will continue to hide, and he has to hide carefully.

He still knew Liu Cangkong's personality very well. If he really knew this secret, he would probably deal with him secretly, even if he was the son-in-law of the Liu family.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a breeze, and there was another person in the room, it was the old man in sackcloth.

"How did this thing get in here?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at the doors and windows, but they were all closed.

"Through the wall?"

He murmured in his heart, even if it wasn't, it was definitely a similar secret technique, or he used to be in the Xuanyang realm, this sackclothed old man was indeed terrifying enough.

"Want to learn?"

The old man in sackcloth had found a place to sit down and looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"Do not want to."

Zhao Yun shook his head, and replied simply and neatly.

Through the wall!I can do it too.

The old man in sackcloth twitched his lips, looking at Zhao Yun's expression, he seemed to be not paying much attention to this technique of piercing walls, without thinking, he knew that this little thing also knew this technique, as for who taught him, no need to ask, it must be his family master.

"Make a price!"

This plan failed, the old man in sackcloth opened the skylight and said the truth, he thought Zhao Yun could understand, and gave me all the rest of the exercises, the price!Let's discuss it.

"Elixir, as long as the elixir."

Zhao Yun smiled, he was more optimistic about the True Yuan Pill than the silver.

"Boy, my temper is not very good."

"My master's temper is not very good." Zhao Yun said.

Many years later, if someone interviews him, he will definitely say: I was terrified at that time, the real Xuanyang realm!Slapping him to death with one palm did not discuss.

"It seems that the old man needs to let him open his eyes."

The old man in sackcloth thought in his heart, he took a sword by his side casually, trying to break the weapon to frighten Zhao Yun, he often did this kind of technical work.

Embarrassingly, he didn't break it.

Don't blame him, there are so many weapons in the room, but what he is holding is Zhao Yun's Longyuan Sword, which is made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, how can you break it if you want to?

Chapter 33 From the Master

"What a tough sword."

The old man in sackcloth sighed lightly, held it in his hand, looked over and over again, his old eyes were deep, although the appearance of this sword is not good, but the material used to cast it is absolutely extraordinary, after a closer look, there is a look of shock in his eyes, really special What a clumsy eye, it was actually made of meteorite. Judging from the lines on it, it belongs to meteorite from outside the sky.

"My master rewarded it."

Zhao Yun grinned, and his three sentences were always the same as a master.

"Well, it's fine."

The old man in sackcloth let out a dry cough, secretly thinking that the old man loves his apprentice so much, the meteorite from the sky, he will reward it if he says it, what a big deal!

Zhao Yun didn't say another word, and concentrated on tempering the weapon.

The old man in sackcloth was embarrassed, and the weapon was not broken, so it was embarrassing!

He really likes Longyuan Sword.

It's not bragging, if it's a normal Yuan Condensation Realm, he'll grab it without saying a word, as for Zhao Yun!Forget it, it's not because he's afraid of Zhao Yun, but because his master dares to bully the younger with the big, the old man will definitely teach him to be a man.

In the room, fell into silence.

The old man in sackcloth got up, put his hand to Zhao Yun's, and saw that Zhao Yun's method of tempering weapons was extremely skillful. The more he looked at it, the deeper his eyes became. Zhao Yun was not only refining weapons, but also multi-tasking in secret, and doing other things , such as comprehending a certain secret technique, or using true essence to cleanse the body.

"evildoer."

This is his judgment on Zhao Yun.

It is indeed evil.

Just say it!To be an apprentice of an old man, is he an ordinary man, one cannot be judged by his appearance, the good-for-nothing young master in the world's population is even more amazing than he imagined.

For this reason, he sighed for the Liu family again.

It's no wonder that your family survived with such a little devil. With Zhao Yun's talent, it won't take many years for him to become a famous and powerful man, and he must have a high level of skill in refining weapons. Unfathomable master.

The night gradually deepened.

Zhao Yun didn't stop, but put aside his conscientious training of soldiers.

Look at the old man in sackcloth, he didn't leave.

This guy was extraordinarily leisurely, with his hands behind his back, strolling casually in the room, and sometimes stretched out his fingers to tap the weapon that Zhao Yun had tempered long ago.

This knock doesn't matter, the weapon is damaged a lot.

It's not that the weapon is not strong enough, it's that the fingers of the old man in sackcloth are so powerful, a martial artist from the Ksitigarbha realm can smash the weapon into pieces with just one finger.

"My master, my temper is not very good."

With Zhao Yun's sudden words, his complexion was still a little dark, and he had the urge to scold his mother. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and came here to knock on my weapon. You are sincerely making trouble!

"Don't scare the old man."

The old man in sackcloth didn't take it seriously, and he knocked very rhythmically.

"It's still the sword that is domineering."

His muttering, only he can hear, the sword he mentioned refers to Long Yuan, it is made of meteoric iron from the outer space, it is not comparable to these rubbish.

"If you give it to him, put a detonation talisman on it."

What Zhao Yun thinks is extraordinarily fresh and refined, one is not enough for two.

If the old man knows, he will show his disdain.

The so-called explosive talisman is not effective for everyone. For example, a martial artist of his level can't break his defense if he stands there and let Zhao Yun slash it. This is the absolute suppression of the realm. Compared with the Xuanyang realm, those who are in front of me, one counts as one, they are all little brothers.

"Blow you up all over the sky."

Zhao Yun is still thinking, every time the old man knocks on a weapon, the thought becomes stronger, I worked so hard to temper it, why are you so embarrassed to knock it?

"You thunder, where did you come from?"

The old man in sackcloth finally stopped knocking, and focused on studying Zhao Yun and Zhao Yun's thunder. He always felt like thunder and lightning from the sky, how could it be introduced into the body?If it were him, he thought he couldn't do it, and if he dared to lead the thunder with his body, he would be chopped into ashes.

"It was passed down by the master."

Zhao Yun's answer really lived up to the old man's guess, and it was the old man again.

"It's great to have a master."

The old man in sackcloth sighed and sighed, unconsciously recalling the old guy in his family, who didn't see him passing by, and took him away twice every day.

Look at Zhao Yun again, he is more popular than a man!

After all, he is still peeping, there is still a secret in this kid.

However, he didn't see it through.

Vision!It's a good thing, and Yuan Condensation Realm also has his support.

Zheng!

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, Zhao Yun drew out the sword again, and it shone coldly, but in the eyes of someone, it was actually no different from trash, and only the Longyuan sword could enter his eyes.

"I don't think about cultivation in my good time, what kind of weapons do I refine?"

The old man in sackcloth said leisurely, with such a talent, if he concentrates on martial arts, his achievements will be higher than those of refining weapons. In this world, fists are the last word.

"The master said that crafting is also a kind of practice."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and tempered his weapons, which also exercised his spirit.

In this way, what is cultivated is inner.

The old man in sackcloth heard it, and there was nothing wrong with it at first.

Looking at Zhao Yun, one can see that his vigor is far from being comparable to that of the same level. Not only is it because of eating the Jingyuan Pill, but more importantly, while tempering weapons, he is also training his spirit, overloading again and again, It will make his mental endurance tend to change, elixir!It's just an aid.

"Senior, be the elder of my Hakka!"

Zhao Yun chuckled, it was rare to catch a Profound Yang Realm, so how could he not win him over.

"What's the benefit."

The old man in sackcloth said lightly, the ghost is willing to do it without enough benefits.