I cast a god soldier in the world of martial arts

Chapter 28
Seeing that it was getting late, Qin Feng took the time to rest well.

From tomorrow onwards, these days will be relatively busy.

He not only had to cast the Heavenly Mystery Rod, but also the Golden Silk Soft Armor and the Golden Snake Sword.

Qin Feng took out a small piece of Bloodthirsty Demon Steel from the cabinet, which was left over from casting Shura Hands for Xue Wuyi.

The broken blade in his short scabbard hummed and clanked.

Not only that, but it also has some reactions to the Tianji Spirit Iron.

So he pulled out the broken blade, put it together with the bloodthirsty steel, and locked it.

Qin Feng's heart was filled with mixed feelings, tossing and turning.

He understands that Xue Wuyi's going here is dangerous, but he can't leave this Duanren workshop now, and he can't help.

In my heart, I can only wish her good luck.

He believed that the Shura hand he had forged should bring her good luck.

Although Xue Wuyi's road is dangerous, his own road is still very long.

Qin Feng sighed in his heart.

I don't know what kind of guest will be next in this Duanren Workshop?
The turbulent night also gradually calmed down, and the faint night light shrouded Duan Ren Fang.

Occasionally, there was a crisp sound of pots and pans from the kitchen.

Qin Feng also fell asleep soundly in this peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

When there was a ray of dawn in the morning, the vigorous and powerful Buddha's words sounded in the courtyard.

"Dharma mantra of Da Luo, prajna Buddhas, killing evil and eliminating demons, saving all living beings..."

Qin Feng was also awakened by the loud sound of chanting mantras.

Then he got up and opened the cabinet with a surprised look on his face.

The small piece of blood-red bloodthirsty magic steel placed inside has all turned white now.

When he put the piece of white steel in his hand and squeezed it slightly, it turned into powder.

"Absorbed all of them?"

Qin Feng picked up the broken blade again and looked at it carefully, and found that there was a little more blood-red circle on the edge of the blade, and the broken blade seemed to be a little tougher.

Satisfied, he put the Broken Blade back into its sheath and walked out of the room.

"Master, chant the mantra here early in the morning. I haven't had a good rest, how can I have the energy to forge the secret rod for you."

Qin Feng complained as he walked out.

I saw that Wu Mie was also chanting mantras while practicing kung fu in the yard, playing with bursts of sound, and the wind was booming.

"Monk, I just cleaned the yard last night, and you messed it up again!"

Qin Feng's face turned cold when he saw the fallen leaves all over the ground and the footprints on the ground.

"Haha! Sorry."

"The poor monk is full of food and drink. I practiced kung fu with you. I didn't expect to cause trouble to you. Please forgive me."

Wu Mie smiled heartily.

Fortunately, I have restrained myself a little.He was practicing in Datianluo Temple, and the movement produced was more than ten times greater than this.

"I wrote this for you overnight, please keep it."

"I will trouble you about the Tianji stick! I will go out to search first, and I will come back to pick up the Tianji stick in three days."

"But having said that, your skills are really good!"

Wu Mie threw the written Great Day Thousand Buddha Hands to Qin Feng, and after saying a few words, he hurried away.

"This monk is weird, how can he run so fast!"

"Fortunately, I got the Da Ri Qian Buddha's hand. If I can combine my iron-making hands into one, that would be great."

Qin Feng also looked forward to this in his heart, and planned to practice it when he had time.

But he felt that there was something wrong with Wu Mie, especially when he said the last sentence, his eyes were a bit treacherous.

"This monk can't mess around in the kitchen!"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng hurriedly went to the kitchen to check.

He opened the rice jar first, and there was some rice missing in it.

Then he took out two small jars in a hidden corner and hurriedly opened them.A mellow and delicious taste wafted out, but the inside was empty.

"Damn! The spirits I brewed, and the secret meat sauce. All gone!"

"What kind of monk is this? This is obviously a bandit."

Qin Feng looked angry, and calculated in his heart, so that he could make up for it from Wu Mie at that time.

And three days later, it will be cast into a stick of celestial secrets, and I will definitely use this thief monk to test its power.

Qin Feng calmed down first, and then ate a not-so-good breakfast.

So I came to the foundry and started casting this Tianji stick.

After this incident, Qin Feng decided to withhold a little more Tianji spirit iron to feed his Duanren.

He first immerses his mind into the magic weapon book to simulate the casting of the secret stick.

Since the Tianji stick needs to have a touch of spirituality, Qin Feng was also very cautious in casting the simulation, and it took a little more time for this aspect.

Just when he succeeded in casting it for the third time, the Book of Divine Weapons sent out a response.

"It's a master with a sword!"

His mind immediately withdrew from the divine weapon book.

Then I heard Hong Xiaoman's cry from the door.

"Master Qin, excuse me! I brought you two distinguished guests!"

After hearing this, Qin Feng felt a little curious, so he hurried to see what kind of distinguished guest it was.

If he can make a lot of money today, it will relieve his anger.

As soon as he got there, Qin Feng saw two people wearing luxurious and powerful clothes.

A 30-year-old swordsman and a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy.

The swordsman deliberately restrained the extremely strong murderous aura on his body so as not to show it at all.

But Qin Feng still faintly felt his icy sword intent.

There is also the young man, who is very calm and has an extraordinary appearance.

Qin Feng felt an inherent nobility from him.

But the swordsman was quietly looking at the plaque in Duanrenfang at this moment.

"The engraving of this character is not bad! I am proficient in swordsmanship, with ease, and with abundant internal strength."

"You are the foundry of this Broken Blade Workshop, I hope the sword you cast can have this character."

The swordsman said coldly, and walked in with the boy behind him.

"I hope you bring enough money."

Qin Feng also said something lightly, and took them to the lobby to choose weapons.

"There are ten weapons and four swords that have been forged here. Take your time!"

"They are all high-quality weapons, and some of them are as sharp as magic weapons. It depends on whether you have that vision."

Qin Feng smiled and opened the mechanism of the counter.Then stand aside and let them watch.

"Is it a match for the sharp blade of a magic weapon? It's interesting."

The swordsman became a little bit interested, so he took the boy up to watch.

"Uncle Pang, these weapons are very strange. Some of them have never been seen before."

The boy looked curiously at those weird weapons, full of doubts in his heart.

"It's really strange, but bells and whistles are useless. What a weapon needs most is its practicality and lethality."

"This is?"

The swordsman watched sharply, when he saw one of the swords.Suddenly his eyes lit up, and his heart was touched, and he was gradually attracted by the sword.

I saw him condensing his skills with one hand, and sucked that strange sword into his hand.

(End of this chapter)