Chapter 320 Old Iron Blacksmith Shop

The name of the city is Lingxiao, with a majestic momentum, a sense of crushing blows over the face.

Fu Ling could tell at a glance that the three characters on the city were written by a half-step god, so that after he appeared, he actually touched the dao rhyme left by one of the half-step gods, faintly There was something provocative towards him.

This is a half-step deity who is not very peaceful!

"Where is the fellow Taoist, come to my Lingxiao City?"

Before Fu Ling entered the city, a hearty voice came from inside the city.

In an instant, a figure approached again and again, and appeared in front of Fu Ling.

Seeing Fu Ling's appearance, the other party was slightly surprised.

Fu Ling is really too young, but the aura emanating from Fu Ling's body is a real half-step god, and...

Give him a very dangerous feeling.

"Fu Ling."

Fu Ling recalled what Ling Susu taught him at the beginning, how to greet people, and said lightly, cupping his hands.

He could also feel that the person in front of him was also a half-step god, and his aura was exactly the same as the three characters on the city wall.

"Welcome Fellow Daoist Fu to my Lingxiao City. I don't know why Fellow Daoist Fu is here?"

"Oh, by the way, my name is Ling Xiao, and I'm quite famous in the Eastern Region."

He briefly introduced himself, and directly built a city named after him, which is indeed a bit bold.

Moreover, in Fu Ling's perception, the reason why there is no one inhabited in a thousand miles around is because of this city.

They all gathered here.

"I came here to find a craftsman. I don't know... Are there any craftsmen in the city?"

"Craftsman?"

Ling Xiao was a little speechless, but the other party was an existence on the same level as him, so he couldn't question it. He could only say that everyone had their own quirks.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Xiao nodded and said: "Fellow Daoist, you have come to the right place. The creatures with a radius of thousands of miles are all in my Lingxiao City, and there are everyone. If you want to find a craftsman, you can go to the city to look for it."

Fu Ling nodded, saluted him back to express his thanks, and then followed Ling Xiao into the city.

Nine days above, Yang Shou looked at Fu Ling and followed Ling Xiao into the city, shaking his head involuntarily.

In his eyes, no matter where there is a city, the two of them entered is a place where bones are buried.

The dilapidated city wall, inside the city, there are corpses everywhere, all over the sides of the road.

What is written on the city wall is not Lingxiao City, but... Green Ape City.

This is a false illusion. In the city, the only two living creatures are Fu Ling and Ling Xiao.

But Yang Shou didn't find any malice in Ling Xiao, and he didn't seem to have any malice either. After entering the city with Fu Ling, he asked him to find the craftsman by himself.

"Fellow Daoist, my mansion is busy with affairs, so I won't accompany you any longer. You can go to Fangshi to look for it. If you need anything, just come by voice transmission."

Ling Xiao was very hospitable, guided Fu Ling all the way, and then left.

Fu Ling walked in the city, looking at the people passing by on the side of the road, with a happy smile, always feeling that something was wrong.

This kind of smile is too fake.

In today's world, with the eight suns in the sky and the scorching sun burning, few people can laugh.

But... here, all the faces of the people are filled with smiles and happiness, as if in this city, they don't need to worry about the destruction of the outside world.

Fu Ling thought about it for a long time but didn't understand what they were thinking, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and he came to the workshop according to Ling Xiao's instructions.

Here, according to him, many people from the outside world were taken in. Now that the prehistoric people are in catastrophe, and eight days later, many creatures have come to Lingxiao City to seek shelter.

Those people were all arranged by him here, which is the residential area.

Here, there are all kinds of occupations. Fu Ling stepped in and soon found a blacksmith's shop.

There was an old man with bare arms, holding a big hammer and beating hard beside the fire.

He is forging a sharp blade.

This sharp blade was bright red and very sharp. Fu Ling was stunned after only one glance.

This is a mortal knife, made of ordinary iron.

However, being built by this old man exudes a unique aura.

Fan Dao is no longer ordinary, it seems to have a spirit!

There is a trace of spirituality in it, which has raised the quality of this knife by more than one level.

It's just that because the material is too ordinary, there is only a trace of spirituality in this knife.

"Sure enough, if you think about it yourself, it's better to travel thousands of miles. There will always be someone in the world who is far ahead of you on a certain road."

Fu Ling murmured to himself, although he had never been proud of himself, he had been immersed in learning for a long time in the art of refining, but compared with the old man in front of him, he felt that he was still too far behind.

"Young man? Want to learn to blacksmith?"

Seeing the boy staring at him for a long time, the shirtless old man suddenly turned his head and grinned, revealing a few sporadic teeth.

Fu Ling was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately, this was exactly his purpose.

He came here to learn.

Today's prehistoric world can't last for too long, he must master the art of refining as soon as possible, and then create a divine weapon to shoot down the remaining seven suns!

Otherwise, it won't be long before the human race will be wiped out!

If the temperature rises by one temperature a year, and it's still unlimited, if it continues, the Dao Enlightenment Realm may not be able to bear it.

In this way, Fu Ling became an apprentice in the blacksmith shop.

The old blacksmith said that he has no name, but he has been blacksmithing for so long, and those who know him call him old iron.

Above Nine Heavens, Yang Shou almost spit out when he heard this address, feeling a strong sense of disobedience.

But what he said was true, Lao Tie was indeed his name.

"I didn't expect that I ran into a bull man for the first time, but... he was already dead."

After complaining, Yang Shou sighed slightly.

If he shielded his perception and couldn't bear to break the falsehood, he could also see the world in the eyes of Fu Nao at this time.

In Lao Tie's blacksmith shop, he still had a good impression of this old blacksmith.

Throughout his life, he has created many magic weapons for the prehistoric world, but they are not well-known.

One of the most famous ones is known to everyone.

That is... Zun Zunjian!

Back then, the two Heavenly Lords came together and forced him to forge a sword that could kill the Heavenly Lords!

He has forged this sword for dozens of years, and once it was conceived, the killing gods would be terrified!

Qingxuan Tianzun fell under this sword.

Even Tianzun Qingniu, Tianzun Good Fortune, Tianzun Midwifery, etc., have been kissed countless times by this sword, and their bodies are covered with cuts and bruises!

Due to the limitation of materials, he did not have any famous works in his life, just like the knife that Fu Nao first saw.

He can forge a trace of spirituality out of ordinary ordinary iron. If he is given peerless materials, his achievements will be even greater, and he will not fall into the fourth catastrophe as he is now, without a name.

This is a not very well-known blacksmith, he doesn't even have a name, he is called Lao Tie.

Fu Ling stayed in the old iron smithy like this, asking for advice and learning every day, and following the old iron to forge iron.

Even though Lao Tie works with Tie all day long, his temper is not hot. On the contrary, except for being very serious when blacksmithing, he is usually kind and approachable, with a very gentle personality.

Lao Tie has a low-key personality. No one knows his blacksmithing skills, but he is famous all over the world because of Zun Zunjian. After that, many people have come to his door to learn from him. He never refuses, and he teaches everyone patiently , like Fu Ling, who started as an apprentice.

It's just... the work of apprentices is too hard, too tiring, and there is no technical content. Those people often give up and leave automatically after less than three years.

Fu Ling became an apprentice, working with Lao Tie to forge iron every day. When Lao Tie forged iron, he was in charge, lighting the fire, controlling the fire, and observing the temperature and the state of the utensils to be made.

Fu Ling didn't show any impatience about this. Although he has all kinds of emotions and six desires, he is still the same as before on weekdays, cold, and his emotions and anger are invisible.

In this way, a year passed.

Fu Ling stayed in the blacksmith's shop all the time, helping to light the fire and control the temperature of the fire. Lao Tie never mentioned the matter of letting him forge the iron.

Lao Tie didn't mention it, and neither did Fu Ling.

Over the past year, he has roughly understood what Lao Tie meant.

If you want to learn how to smelt iron, you must first be familiar with the utensils. From entering the furnace, to controlling the heat, to releasing, every link is very important.

During this period, Ling Xiao came once, worried about what damage this half-step god would do to his Ling Xiao City.

But when he found out that Fu Ling was really just practicing blacksmithing, no, practicing lighting fires in the blacksmith shop, and that he had never left the blacksmith shop for a year, except for normal purchases, he couldn't help admiring him.

He suddenly felt that the other party...may be the same kind of person as him.

Obsessed with the heart, obsessed with things.

Only in this way can I endure the loneliness and boredom of blacksmithing, and I will stay for a year.

He knew about Lao Tie, after the Zhan Zun Sword came out, he became famous overnight, and countless people came to him to learn from him, and he never refused, and accepted them all.

It's just that those people stayed for three months at most, and then they all retreated, saying that the old iron was hiding their secrets and only let them light the fire.

They didn't know that before the old iron forged the iron, he had burned the fire for his master for thirty years!

Only by being obsessed with things can one achieve the ultimate. Lao Tie is such a person.

I have been obsessed with refining weapons all my life, so I can create a sword that can kill even Tianzun!

"It's just a pity..."

Ling Xiao let out a long sigh, then turned and left.

Fu Ling was not tired, did not know loneliness, and never complained. In Lao Tie's blacksmith shop, he concentrated on lighting the fire, observing the fire, and devoted himself to research.

Finally, in the third year, Lao Tie suddenly let him put down what he was doing and handed him a big hammer.

"After so many years, you are the first person who can persist for three years."

Lao Tie smiled slightly, and gave Fu Ling the sledgehammer, and he came to the place where Fu Ling was burning the fire just now, squatted down, and began to control the fire.

"Next, Tie, I'll leave it to you to fight."

Looking at the flames in the furnace, Lao Tie seemed to see his own life.

He doesn't force it, someone can burn a fire for thirty years like him, just for the obsession with refining weapons in his heart.

As long as someone has reached the three-year mark, he is willing to give it all, but this condition... After so many years, only one person has met it.