I cast a god soldier in the world of martial arts

Chapter 24

This mad monk Wu Mie is the most talented and powerful monk in the younger generation of Datianluo Temple.

But his moral behavior in Datianluo Temple is not very good, and he often relapses.It was a headache for the abbot and the uncle Jiansi.

Datianluo Temple is the most prestigious Buddhist gate in the Liang Dynasty.It is also the target that those evil sects most want to eradicate.

Xuefeng was stopped by Wu Mie, and looked at Qin Feng expectantly.

Qin Feng understood that Xuefeng asked him for help, and saw that Wu Mie was about to fight.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, and he didn't want to see the newly cast Shura hand destroyed by that monk.

Had no choice but to stop.

This crazy monk seems to have unfathomable martial arts, even if he has the Soul Severing Divine Weapon, he is not absolutely sure that he can defeat this man.

"Monk! I have endured you for a long time."

"Just now you were hiding from the side obscenely, and you suddenly appeared at the end of the fight. What's your intention?"

Qin Feng looked suspiciously at the monk with a fierce face.

The reason why he knew that the monk was hiding just now.

That's a strong reaction from the magic weapon book in his body, and this monk must have extraordinary magic weapons or related materials.

"Benefactor, don't get me wrong. The poor monk has no malicious intentions."

"I didn't show up just now, I just want to let the murderer of the Blood Fiend League be on guard, and the poor monk will naturally wipe him out at the best time!"

"And I also want to see the power of that magic weapon in your hand!"

To Qin Feng's surprise, Wu Mie, who looked fierce and fierce, was very polite to him, and confessed honestly.

"Master, this girl has also left the Blood Fiend Alliance anyway, and just wants to be an ordinary person. Didn't your Buddhist sect put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?"

"Also, although this Shura hand can drink blood, if it only drinks the blood of wicked people, it doesn't matter what it is called a demon soldier."

Qin Feng tried to persuade.

"The almsgiver's words are very rooted in Buddhist wisdom. Alas, it's a pity that the almsgiver is not a monk! That's okay, the poor monk will have a good relationship with you!"

"However, the benefactor must also do one thing for the poor monk."

Wu Mie thought about it.

Even if he let go of this woman who escaped from the Blood Fiend League today.

The Blood Fiend Alliance will definitely continue to pursue her, and by then, either this woman or the demons of the Blood Fiend Alliance will die more.This can be regarded as an indirect way of exorcising demons and defending the way.

Moreover, he did have something to ask for, and he didn't want to have an affair with this young man.

"Oh, I wonder what Master wants to do next?"

"I'm just a blacksmith. Could it be that the master wants me to forge weapons for you?"

Qin Feng didn't expect the monk to agree so easily and negotiate terms with him.

It seemed that this monk was a bit undecent, which made Qin Feng feel even more uneasy.

"Don't rush to talk about this, the poor monk is a little thirsty, wait for me to drink some water, and then I will have a good talk with you!"

After Wu Mie finished speaking, he hurriedly took off a big gourd hanging from his waist.

Then he pulled off the cap and drank it in big gulps.

"Exciting, really good water!"

Wu Mie drank half a big gourd in one gulp, wiped his mouth, feeling a little unfinished.

"Master, what you're drinking is a bar!"

Qin Feng smiled awkwardly.

There was still a mellow smell of wine in the air, which made him want to take a sip too.

"Hey, drinking water and drinking are the same! Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha keeps it in his heart."

"The poor monk cultivates his mind but not his speech, he only practices martial arts!"

Wu Mie said with a righteous smile.

"Master, since you're full, you can always talk now!"

Qin Feng stared curiously at the burden on the monk's back.

"Hehe, the benefactor guessed right. This poor monk needs you to forge me a magic weapon."

Wu Mie nodded with a smile.

"Master, how did you find me here?"

Qin Feng was puzzled.

As the eminent monk of the Wumii Datianluo Temple, there are many casting masters who cast him.

Why did you know about his place, and even came here to find him, an unknown foundry master?

"To be honest, the poor monk originally came to this city to find Bailian Villa to cast it for me."

"However, the casting on my back has a sense, guiding the poor monk to come here, just in time to see you using the magic weapon to deal with the demon of the blood demon alliance."

Wumie explained.

He took off the burden on his back and placed it in front of Qin Feng.

It fell and shook the ground heavily.

"It's a heavy piece of iron. It's about the same size as Hong Xiaoman's Xuanjin, but it's several times heavier."

Seeing this, Qin Feng was also surprised, this Wu Mie was able to walk like flying with such a heavy weight of iron on his back, his skills were really unfathomable.

Then he carefully inspected the unusual piece of iron.

I saw that there seemed to be a mysterious faint light emitting from the iron.

Qin Feng put his hand on the piece of iron to feel it, and gradually lost his mind, when suddenly a terrible picture flashed in his mind.

This Anfeng City has become a ruin, there is no living person inside, extremely hot flames are burning everywhere, the road is also full of bones, flowers, plants and trees are all withered, and the whole city has no vitality.

"How could this be?"

After Qin Feng calmed down, the picture disappeared in an instant, and he could never see it again.

But he felt very real, as if it really happened.

I couldn't help but sweat coldly on my back.

"Benefactor, you must have seen something from this piece of iron!"

"You don't have to answer me. Since you saw this, it is naturally your business. Sure enough, this piece of iron is destined to be with the donor!"

When Wu Mie saw Qin Feng's expression, he also had a solemn expression, guessing that what Qin Feng saw was unusual.

"This is the Heavenly Secret Spirit Iron!"

Qin Feng was certain.

In this way, what he saw is very likely to be true in the future.

He was also thinking about what major events would happen in Anfeng City in the future.

I was also thinking about whether I should leave as soon as possible to avoid disaster.

Qin Feng sighed in his heart.

He still has to wait for the hatching of the red rainbow flame crystal and the unicorn, how can he leave easily.

And this monk Wu Mie was also right, since he was the one who saw the secret, of course it was his fault.If he left, maybe even more terrible things would happen.

"Yes, this is the Heavenly Secret Spirit Iron. The benefactor is indeed very knowledgeable. I wonder if he can forge it with confidence?"

Wu Mie nodded, and looked at Qin Feng expectantly.

If the spirituality in this fast-moving spirit iron is accidentally cast out, it will become a piece of scrap iron.

Even the magic weapon master of Bailian Mountain Villa does not have the absolute certainty and confidence to forge this piece of heavenly secret spirit iron.

"Well, I'm [-]% sure that I can cast it successfully."

"And I happen to know how to forge a magic weapon of heavenly secret spirit iron."

Qin Feng nodded confidently.

"I don't know what kind of magical weapon the master can forge for me?"

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't seem to be lying, Wu Mie was a little surprised.

"The secret is great!"

Qin Feng saw that Wu Mie was a monk, and he was inconvenient to use swords and knives, so this Tianji stick was perfect for him.

And this Tianji stick is the number one weapon in Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum.

Far better than Dragon Phoenix Golden Ring and Xiao Li Feidao.

There is a mysterious and powerful power.

(End of this chapter)