Urban Madness

After all the villagers had retreated to a safe place, Ye Fan suddenly broke out with a particularly powerful force, directly blasting on the spring eye.

Originally, there was only a spring eye with a larger bowl mouth. Under the bombardment of Ye Fan's power, the entire ground was exploded.

From the originally small spring, a column of water soaring to the sky suddenly appeared.

The water column came to the sky, and then opened a spray of water, as if it were falling like rain.

The villagers were already shocked and dumbfounded.

But soon, everyone immediately understood what Ye Fan meant.

Ye Fan is giving them a chance to live. As long as they have this water, they can continue to grow crops.

And the water under this spring's eye seems endless.

The leader came to Ye Fan in tears, knelt directly on the ground, and said gratefully: "You are the **** who saves us. With this water, we can continue to grow crops."

"The gods are here, please accept all our villagers and worship you!"

All the villagers knelt to the ground, kowtow to Ye Fan very piously, thanks.

However, Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently.

"Get up all of you, it doesn't need to be like this. The weather is very hot now. If the water is nourished, the crops will grow very fast. I believe you will be able to thrive the tribe again!"

"You don't need to thank me so much. When you grow enough food, I will still come here to buy it!"

Ye Fan is so frank and never likes to hide with others.

It must take a long time to temper the God of Fire Sword here. If the food supply is insufficient, it may temper the God of Fire and the sword will be interrupted.

Let these villagers grow enough food and get benefits themselves, so to help them, but also to help themselves.

It was a cool night, and the leader immediately said to the villagers: "Now that the gods have given us enough water, you immediately go home and take out the seeds. We will start planting food now!"

The villagers responded with excitement, and immediately ran back to their residences and took out all the seeds hidden at home.

Soon, these seeds were planted underground, and the villagers began to pour buckets of water into the ground.

It is also very strange, the water in this spring's eyes seems to have some magical power.

After those crops were moistened by water, they broke the soil and sprouted immediately.

Even the leader and the villagers were particularly surprised, and one after another invited Ye Fan to see.

Ye Fan also felt very strange that the crops here can grow very fast.

At this rate, they will be able to harvest in a few days.

He took a handful of the soil on the ground and sniffed it carefully.

There is nothing special about this soil, just ordinary soft soil.

Then that is the spring water, it must have some extraordinary magical power.

Ye Fan came to the spring again, took a bowl of water, opened his mouth and drank it.

This water is very sweet and very moisturizing.

Until this time, Ye Fan understood that the spring water in the Huo Ming Valley indeed had the ability to accelerate the growth of crops.

It's so better, so they can grow better crops, and they can take care of their own food.

Han Ling Hualuo also felt particularly surprised, but her admiration for Ye Fan grew deeper.

Ye Fan looked at the sky, it was late at night, and now he had to regain his strength first, and he had to continue to temper the divine sword tomorrow.

He called the leader to his side and said indifferently: "I am leaving here now, but I will not go far. I will be at the forge. If there are any more robbers to bully you, tell me immediately."

"After your food is produced, you will also send some to us. It will be your gratitude to me!"

The leader nodded immediately and said: "Tenjin, we will definitely send you the best food!"

Ye Fan nodded, turned around and let Han Ling Hualuo get some water, and the two immediately returned to their residence.

At this moment, the swordsmith was meditating, and after seeing the two of them coming back, he was very pleased to laugh.

He really didn't misunderstand the wrong person, and he saw everything Ye Fan did in the Vulcan Tribe.

Ye Fan is the real person of high morals. A person like him will be admired by others wherever he goes.

Ye Fan thought that the swordsmith was still meditating, and didn't bother him. He found a corner and sat down, and began to exercise his practice to restore his physical strength.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan arrived at the sword-making platform very early, and immediately pushed his own strength, opened the ground fire in the furnace, and continued to temper the fire **** sword.

After being familiar with yesterday, Ye Fan feels that today's temper is a little smoother than yesterday.

The accuracy of the hammer drop is also better than yesterday.

The swordsmith was watching, if there was something wrong, he would immediately point it out to Ye Fan.

After a day of tempering, Ye Fan understood a lot of skills for building weapons.

The progress of the Fire God Sword was also much faster than yesterday.

Not only that, every day of tempering, the appearance of the Vulcan Sword has changed somewhat, becoming more beautiful and sharper.

But the food is still not enough, Ye Fan can only solve it by drinking water.

Han Ling Hualuo tightened her pretty waist, and smiled cutely: "Now I can be said to be the best figure, what do you think?"

Ye Fan was made to laugh or cry by her, but the food still had to be resolved, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Another night passed in a blink of an eye. In the morning, when Ye Fan opened his eyes, he heard a mess of footsteps around him.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but saw that the leader, with a dozen villagers, came to bring them food.

In just a short day, the food they planted has matured, and a good harvest has been obtained.

They used these foods to make a lot of cakes, steamed buns, and even a lot of vegetables.

When the leader saw Ye Fan, he immediately fell to his knees and said gratefully: "God, our food has been harvested. This will not only allow our tribe to continue to live, but also allow more people to eat. !"

"All of this is your kindness from the gods, and the people of the Vulcan tribe will never forget. From now on, we will send you food every day, let the gods here to temper your artifacts! "

Ye Fan was also very moved. He stepped forward and helped the leader up and said indifferently: "You don't have to do this, continue to plant crops, I need more food!"