Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Nan Xin opened the door and said with a smile: "Grandpa asked me to take care of you. I don't dare to neglect. As for Brother Zhang, your pills are really useful. My brother is already able to get out of bed and walk around. He wanted to see Yours, but Grandpa didn't let him come, saying you like quiet, just let me tell you."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "Those pills were given to me by my teacher, and I don't have much left."

"Big Brother Zhang, which school is your teacher?" Nan Xin asked subconsciously.

Zhang Yifeng glanced at Nan Xin and said, "Your grandfather asked you to ask this question, right?"

"This..." Nan Xin was embarrassed at the time, this girl was a little innocent and couldn't tell lies.

"I'm telling you that you don't know my teacher, so I won't talk about it. By the way, I want to ask you why there are forging voices every day. Not only the Nan family, but also the nearby schools and families seem to be forging. ." Zhang Yifeng asked the doubt in his heart.

When his words fell, Nan Xin said with a face of confusion: "Big Brother Zhang, don't you know why forging? Are you not from the Kunlun Mountains?"

"No." Zhang Yifeng did not deny, nodded.

"Oh, that's the case, then it seems that you don't know our rich old man in the Kunlun Mountains."

"Father rich? Is he strong?"

Nan Xin shook her head and said, "The rich man is not strong in cultivation, but he is recognized as the strongest forge in the Kunlun Mountains. The man is already more than 120 years old this year. He is alone and is about to die of old age. At this time, Kunlun Many people in the mountains are worried about the master's forging technique, but unfortunately, the old man only said a word, no one in Kunlun Mountain is qualified to inherit his forging technique."

Zhang Yifeng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words. Isn't forging skills what he lacks most now?

"Is this rich old man very good at forging? To say such a thing. Kunlun Mountains should have a four-star martial art?"

"Yes, but even the disciple of the four-star sect does not look down on him. He said that talent for cultivation is different from forging."

"Accepting disciples is so harsh? His forging skills are very powerful?" Zhang Yifeng asked on the surface, but he was actually very interested in his heart, because only a powerful forging method could come into his eyes.

"Of course it's great. Even if the old man builds Fantie, he can turn Fantie into steel."

The light in Zhang Yifeng's eyes became stronger and stronger. If he had good forging skills, his sword level would be better and his appearance would not be so ugly.

Zhang Yifeng was silent for a while, and then continued: "Since the rich man said that no one is qualified to inherit his forging technique, why do these people still learn forging every day?"

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"You don't know this. The rich old man can't bear so many people looking for him every day. He directly inserted a sword outside the door and told everyone that whoever made the iron sword can cut off his sword. Qualified to step into his door."

"Did anyone succeed?"

"How can it be successful? The old man's sword is made of fine iron, not to mention that ordinary ordinary iron swords continue to cut his sword, even if it is also a sword made of fine iron, it is definitely not as sharp as the old man."

"Then why these people are forging every day."

Nan Xin explained: "Big Brother Zhang, as the saying goes, ants eat more elephants. Every day, many people take swords to chop the old man’s sword. Dripping water can even pierce the stone. The old man’s sword is chopped by hundreds every day. Second, who knows the day the old man’s sword will be broken?"

Zhang Yifeng laughed suddenly when he heard the words, and said, "Interesting, can you take me to see Mr. Fu?"

"Big Brother Zhang, do you want to see the excitement? Okay, I'll take you there."

The place where the rich man lives is not far away.

At this moment, a sword was placed about a hundred meters outside the rich man's house. The sword looked very ordinary. The small half was inserted into the ground, only the upper half was exposed.

When Zhang Yifeng came, several warriors stood around. These warriors seemed to belong to the same school. They held the sword in their hands and slashed towards the sword on the ground.

choke!

With a muffled sound, the sword broke. But it was not the sword on the ground that was broken, but the sword in the hands of the warrior.

"Let's go, this can't be done at all."

"It still failed. I don't know when this sword will be cut off."

Several people picked up the broken sword on the ground and immediately turned and left.

After they left, Zhang Yifeng approached the white sword on the ground. He took off a strand of hair and lightly touched the sword's edge. The strand of hair just touched the sword's edge and immediately split into two pieces.

Zhang Yifeng flicked the sword body with his finger again, and there was a crisp hum, the sword rang like a tiger. It is indeed a sword.

"How about this sword, isn't it?"

Nan Xin's voice came.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "It's really good, but unfortunately, I will cut it off soon."

"Ah? Brother Zhang, what do you mean, do you have a sword on your body?"

"There is a handful."

As Zhang Yifeng said, an ugly-looking sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The material of this sword was not uniform at all, and there were lumps in many places, which looked ugly.

Nan Xin didn't know where Zhang Yifeng took the sword, but the appearance of the sword really made her want to laugh. She held back her smile and said, "Big Brother Zhang, your sword is not iron."

"No."

"Then it's useless if you cut off the rich man's sword. The rich man must use iron to call the name."

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and said flatly: "Don't you think it is strange? Since the old man is your number one blacksmith, it is impossible for anyone to cut his sword. Why does he make such a request?"

Nan Xin was stunned, but she felt that Big Brother Zhang made a lot of sense.

"That's because the rich man doesn't want to pass down the forging technique, or that no one can see him! In order to prevent you from bothering him, he simply came up with a problem that you can't complete. Even if someone accidentally cuts him off His sword is only qualified to enter the house, and did not say that he will get his true biography. Therefore, it does not matter whether I cut his sword with an iron sword. The important thing is whether I have the talent to learn his forging technique. ."

Zhang Yifeng's voice just fell, and the sword in his hand fell suddenly.

There happens to be no one around, so take advantage of this time to cut off the old man's sword.

choke!

The two swords collided, and there was a sound of steel and steel. Zhang Yifeng's sword did not cut off the old man's sword, but only made a gap in the old man's sword.

Zhang Yifeng immediately gathered his spiritual energy and cut out a sword again. This time, the white sword broke.

"This... my God."

Nan Xin was dumbfounded, the humble sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand was so powerful! How powerful is Zhang's teacher? Is it a five-star martial art?

"What's the surprise, let's go. Come in."

Zhang Yifeng picked up the broken sword on the ground and walked towards the mansion.

Nan Xin just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly followed.