The reborn master does not die

This knowledge made the young master sweat, but he thought about it, it was obviously the swordsmith who burned his subordinates so badly last night, it is not bad that he did not hold him accountable, could it? Will he still refuse the business delivered to his door?Hmph, this young master has plenty of money, so can't throwing money down him?Besides, his little sword-making skills might not be appreciated by this young master, and the swords he forged might not be worthy of his status!

Ah Da and Ah Er were trembling at first when they saw the man in the black shirt who had cleaned them up, but when they saw that their son was not afraid of each other, they suddenly became more courageous, and the three of them came to the swordsmith's booth in a big way.Brother Young Master unfolded the fan with a "swish", shook it slowly a few times, deliberately put on a haughty gesture, so as to redeem the embarrassment of being "invited" out of the restaurant last night, and then said in a drawn-out tone: " I want to forge swords."

The man in Xuanyi glanced coldly at the three people who were ostentatiously passing through the market, a sneer appeared on his stern face, and he simply refused: "I don't do your business."

"How dare you talk to me like this!" Young Master Jin Yi shouted.

"How dare you talk to our young master like this!" Ah Da and Ah Er echoed while hiding behind their young master.

"roll!"

Seeing Xuan Shanke raised his hand, the two followers who were pretending to be arrogant immediately rushed out with their heads in their arms, afraid that he would set fire to them again. After seeing clearly who it was, the two immediately yelled: "Young Master, Young Master, look quickly, it's them!"

The Xuanshan guest turned his head to look, and a pair of indifferent and sharp eyes reflected the blue shirt youth he saw last night, the youth who looked at him twice and smiled at him, he didn't know the identity of the other person However, the aura emanating from this person was relatively gentle, and he didn't seem to be malicious towards him, so he didn't take it to heart. Unexpectedly, everyone he met last night met this morning.

Lin Yifeng ignored the eyes of the young master and the three elder brothers, and led his disciples to Xuan Shanke, cupped his fists at one of them and said, "Trouble me, fellow daoist, I want to forge a sword."

Although the swordsmith didn't respond immediately, he felt a little better after being disturbed by three annoying things early in the morning, and his stern face softened a little. Looking at Lin Yifeng on the opposite side, he nodded slightly and said, "What kind of sword do you cast?" His words were always very concise, and he didn't like to be polite.

Lin Yifeng replied: "A sword with ice attribute."

The swordsmith suddenly looked thoughtful, not because the ice attribute flying sword was so difficult to forge, but because he remembered something he got yesterday.

It may be due to psychological reasons to observe the black-clothed young man in front of him at close range in broad daylight. The more Shen Zerong looked at him, the more he felt that he was a bit like the man in his memory, and he was also from the Excalibur School, a swordsmith... ...Don't you know that his master also has a similar idea, but there is no definite evidence, and neither of them can be sure.

"What materials are used?"

"Xuan Bing Tie." Lin Yifeng added, "it's not convenient to take it out here."

A look of shock flashed in the eyes of the swordsmith when he heard this. It wasn't that Xuan Bingtie was such a rare thing in his eyes, but that he secretly thought it was a coincidence. He just got the thing yesterday, and he wanted to find some cold attributes. The ore was used for trials, and today someone came to him and asked him to use black ice iron to cast ice attribute flying swords.

The young man in brocade clothes who was thrown aside was very upset. Not only was he rejected by the swordsmith with sneering words, but the other kid who met yesterday also completely ignored him, as if he had never seen him before. !

What is so arrogant about this kid? Seeing how poor he is, his clothes are not as gorgeous as his, and the one lying on his shoulders is an ordinary house cat, who can't even raise a low-level spirit beast. It makes people laugh out loud. !With a trash with five spiritual roots as his apprentice, apart from having a better face and being taller than him, what else is he better than him?I don't know which country bumpkin came out of the poor ditch, and saved such a piece of black ice iron for hundreds of years, right?

Thinking about it like this, Brother Young Master immediately got excited, put away his fan with a slap and pointed at Lin Yifeng and yelled: "I said, are you making a mistake? My Young Master came first, first come first, first come first, do you understand? Fuck off, Go away! Don't get in the way of my young master by looking poor!"

He forgot that he ordered his subordinates to provoke him yesterday. It's just that others didn't settle accounts with him. What reason does he have to provoke him again?

"That's right, our son came first, so get out of here quickly! What is Xuanbing Iron? Our son is holding a thousand-year-old Fengming Stone. Is it comparable to your pile of rags?"

Although the two attendants have experienced the hardships of a swordsmith, they haven't really learned how powerful Lin Yifeng is. Do they think that if the three of them work together, they can't even beat a Nascent Soul mid-stage?

Through the mouth of the attendant, he told the story of the Millennium Fengming Stone, and your son immediately became elated. If you listen to such a good thing, you will definitely feel inferior. I am afraid that even the coffin-faced swordsmith has never seen it. Why don't you come kneel and lick him and beg him to give him a chance to forge a sword?

It's a pity that Lin Yifeng didn't get angry yet, and the swordsmith was the first to get angry. How could he allow others to act presumptuously in front of him again and again, and sternly shouted: "Shut up! Get out!"

As he raised his hand, a cluster of white flames ignited at the fingertips and flew towards the three of them. The two followers had experienced the power of the real fire of Samadhi, and immediately hid behind their young master, "You!" Such a shameful bear, the young master was so angry that he had no choice but to use the precious fan in his hand to extinguish the flame.

Suddenly Lin Yifeng's expression changed, and when he looked up, he saw a white sword light flying across the air with the roar of thunder, falling down, and instantly transformed into a middle-aged monk, surrounded by sword light, blocking the In front of Mr. Jinyi and the others, he stretched out his hand and caught the rushing white flame. In an instant, the white flame was surrounded by a blue flame, which gradually shrank and weakened, and finally disappeared under the finger of the monk. tip.

"Nan Ming Li Huo!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the surroundings. The cultivator used Nanming Lihuo, which is an elegant blue color, but has a powerful power to burn the sky and destroy the earth, but it is extremely difficult to master and control. He has cultivated advanced fire spells, and even monks with a single fire root above the stage of transformation may not be able to practice successfully.Since this person in front of him can transform into Nanming Lihuo, he must have the cultivation level of transforming gods or even higher.

Nanming Lihuo... Shen Zerong narrowed his eyes.

Nanming Lihuo?Lin Yifeng couldn't help touching his chin, revealing a bit of thought. Since he couldn't see this person's cultivation level, then the other party should be at the stage of transforming gods, but the aura emanating from this person did not make him feel very Qiang, it should be around the middle stage of transformation, can he cultivate Nanming Lihuo, which is the most difficult to cultivate, so quickly?He is not the main character...

Lin Yifeng couldn't help but look at the little guy beside him. With the help of Wuxing Dimension, this guy has cultivated Nanming Lihuo in the late stage of Jindan, which shocked many enemies' jaws.

Shen Zerong caught his master's gaze very keenly, and couldn't help but look up, and sure enough, seeing her master staring at her, she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, master?"

Lin Yifeng shook his head and smiled.

Nanming Lihuo?Hmph~ The corner of Xuanshan Ke's mouth curled up into a sneer, this person still loves to play such fancy tricks so much, he is still too far away from displaying Nanming with his master's skill The Nanming Lihuo Talisman was transformed.It's just because the level of monks present is lower than him, and he concealed it very well, so no one can see through it.

The middle-aged monk who appeared raised his eyebrows in the exclamation of everyone, showing a hint of complacency, then fixed his eyes on the swordsmith opposite, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for such a long time, my brother's temper is still so good." The land is bad!"

It turned out that it wasn't the son's helper, but the swordsmith's brother. The master and the apprentice glanced at each other, "Meow~" Ah Meow also expressed his opinion.

The expression of the swordsmith, who was called Junior Brother, seemed to become more and more cold, without any hint of humility. He said coldly, "What are you doing here, Senior Brother?" The disgusted tone seemed to be that he really didn't want to meet this person, let alone talk to him. .

The senior brother didn't seem to care about his cold attitude, instead he replied with a smile: "The junior brother left the school for a long time and didn't come back. The senior brother cared about you so he came out to look for you. Unexpectedly, he came out to look for you in the cultivation of Qingdu." We met at the market. Have you improved your sword-making skills? You have to change your temper just because of your temper. What should you do if you scare away all the guests? Don’t let people say that our Shenjian sect is bigger than you. Bully the little ones, bully the others!"

Anyone can see the disagreement between the pair of brothers, "Yes, yes, yes!" The words of the middle-aged monk immediately made the eyes of the nobleman brighten, and he echoed again and again, feeling that the other party seemed to be speaking for himself. Suddenly, he felt a radiance on his face, and then saw that the relationship between the two of them was not on good terms, he wished to complain more: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist is a disciple of the Excalibur Sect, what you said is so true! I sincerely ask my junior brother to cast Jian, how could I know that he would attack me at the slightest disagreement. Brother Ling's temper is really too bad!"

"That's right!" The senior brother shook his head and said with a helpless expression, "Even the master felt a headache. Some time ago, he was reprimanded for destroying some rare sword-making materials. I ran out of anger and haven't been back so far, if we didn't meet today by chance, I don't know how long it would take for him to disappear!"

"Shut up!" The face of the black-clothed junior brother was originally calm, but when the other party mentioned the master, he immediately darkened, and sternly shouted: "You don't have to talk here and confuse the public! Just take care of yourself, mine You don't need to worry about anything!"

At first glance, this senior brother is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The same is the Excalibur Sect, the same senior brother has a bad relationship, and the same senior brother who likes to tell stories. The fate of the swordsmith Yin Jianping is very similar.

Lin Yifeng was thinking about it, when the senior brother said again: "The junior brother really got excited, why didn't the junior brother admit that his sword casting skills were so poor that he damaged many precious materials of the master? I advise you Everyone who wants to find my junior brother to forge swords or refine weapons should think twice, as a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, he should have excellent skills, otherwise he will smash the brand of the Divine Sword Sect!"

"That's right, that's right, Fellow Daoist!" The son on the side echoed enthusiastically like singing a double reed, and of course there were the two followers behind.

Lin Yifeng saw that senior brother's eyes fell on him, and looked at him with a smile, as if what he said just now was to remind himself, Lin Yifeng couldn't help laughing, looked straight into the man's eyes and said: "Don't bother fellow Daoists, you can tell whether your sword casting skills are good or not after you try it. I would rather trust my own eyes. As for Junior Brother Ling's temper, it may vary from person to person, but he is quite polite to me. of."

These words not only cleverly refuted the brother's remarks, but also slapped the young master in the face, reminding him that it was his own reasons that made the swordsmith angry.

Shen Zerong couldn't help but smiled slightly, such a vicious smile, such a kind-hearted but threatening reminder, he didn't see this kind of person too much in his previous life, but it's a pity that the other party was too young to fool his master.

The senior brother's smiling face immediately sank, and he looked at Lin Yifeng with a gloomy look in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, but shook his head and said helplessly: "I have already reminded you, if you don't listen to it or not, you can follow Daoist's orders." That’s fine. It’s just that when my junior brother refines something belonging to fellow daoist, please don’t say anything and complain about the lack of skill in the Divine Sword Sect!”