Starting from the magnetic field martial arts, pushing across all realms

Chapter 119 118. Separation and chance encounter

"You actually have such a relationship with Xia Yan." On the way back, Bai Xing couldn't help but complain to Pan Yang. He was also a little surprised.

Under Xia Yan's explanation just now, the two of them also knew that the old man was actually his master in Xia Yan's mouth.

It was him 30 years ago, on the same roadside, same street stall, but the difference was that Xia Yan was now [-] years old, and Pan Yang was only eight years old.

But Xia Yan was obviously deceived back then and learned the magical blacksmithing skill called the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique from the old man. After many years of blacksmithing, he was promoted to the three-star spiritual martial arts realm today.

However, the two have not seen each other for more than ten years. The last time they met was when he just opened his business more than ten years ago.

Xia Yan recalled that at that time, he felt that there was no hope of promotion and his talent was average, so he came to Tiannan to train his mind and opened a weapons workshop in a place he was unfamiliar with. It was also at that time that he received the final gift from his master. An opening gift.

But he didn't know that the old man actually set up a stall outside after giving the gifts, and then gave Pan Yang the secret book of the iron cloth shirt.

At this point, he finally knew how Pan Yang obtained his iron cloth shirt.

After all, if we follow the crappy iron shirt technique on the market, theoretically speaking, it would take at least three to forty years to reach this level.

It takes an extremely long time to reach the realm called Black Clothes, so this bad street technique is more suitable for ordinary people to exercise.

"I didn't expect it either. I just asked why I always feel that the iron cloth shirt is so silky smooth."

"It's not so easy to practice other things."

After scratching his head, Pan Yang also showed a hint of joy on his face. It seemed that the ten yuan spent back then was well worth it.

The training of this iron cloth shirt not only helped him change the bones of his body, but also shaped him into a martial arts embryo.

Thinking of those decades of non-stop training in iron cloth shirts, Pan Yang also fell into memories.

He had also thought about whether he had been cheated before, but he had made no achievements in practicing other systems. He only completed the whole body training when he was practicing Iron Clothes Shirt, and he rushed to the second level with his accumulated knowledge. At the level of Zhenwu Realm, he has even experienced the elegance of this journey.

Xia Yan couldn't help but feel a little envious. He patted Pan Yang on the shoulder with a smile on his lips. In a sense, Pan Yang could be said to be his junior brother.

He couldn't help but say something serious to Pan Yang, "Cherish it. If I hadn't been old and the old man said this thing wasn't suitable for me, otherwise I would have asked the old man to pass the iron cloth shirt to me."

According to Xia Yan, this iron cloth shirt modified by the old man is more special than the ordinary iron cloth shirt. It can speed up the practitioner's cultivation progress while slowly improving the practitioner's body like forging iron.

However, the disadvantage is that it requires practice from a young age, and it cannot be done too hastily. It must be persevered and polished.

"But this may also be my talent." Pan Yang touched the heart on his chest and felt the beating of his heart, feeling a little emotional.

Perhaps the old man took a fancy to Pan Yang's character, so he taught him the iron cloth shirt technique, and also took away the ten yuan that he regarded as a treasure at the time, just so that he could cherish it.

Pan Yang also lived up to the old man's expectations. He understood the true meaning of martial arts at the three-star realm. It can be said that the future martial arts road will be smooth.

"By the way, what did you ask Xia Yan for just now?" I remembered what Bai Xing asked Xia Yan in his ear before the two left.

Pan Yang also aroused a burst of doubts in his heart. He was really curious about what could make Bai Xing take Xia Yan to discuss secretly in the corner of the workshop, not to mention the weird expression on Xia Yan's face.

Bai Xing shook his head, as if remembering something happy. The corners of Bai Xing's mouth also twitched, making Pan Yang shudder. He wouldn't be secretly developing something to target me because of the gauntlet.
Pan Yang's heart trembled as his body trembled.

But then I thought about it, that's not right. With Bai Xing's strength, he could beat himself with one hand. Is it necessary to target him?
Thinking of this, Pan Yang also breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

Looking at Pan Yang on the side, the expression on his face was loose and tight, tight and loose again. Bai Xing couldn't help but look at him strangely, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bai Xing shook his head, but Bai Xing still answered Pan Yang's question, "You don't need to know." Thinking of Pan Yang bragging to him about defeating a rock bear last night, he was really afraid that he would know about his defeat of a bone bear.

By then I will probably be depressed again.

I don't know if Xia Yan can handle the bones of the bone bear.

Yes, after defeating the Bone Bear, Shirahoshi actually touched a bone and jumped away, but the accumulation of various things before made him forget this.
When I saw the gauntlet yesterday, I suddenly remembered that I also needed a bone sword.

Now, after mastering the rotation of the magnetic field and combining it with the dark matter, he is able to integrate the sword into his body, so that he no longer needs to be afraid of the invasion of the dark matter when using the Shura Hell Sword.

But a good sword is also needed. After all, if you just use an ordinary sword, and his magnetic field rotates [-] times, the sword will probably explode before you swing it.

I hope Xia Yan can satisfy himself.
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Looking at the two people leaving, Xia Yan also sighed. The strange old man was selling his skills outside his back again.

Looking at the gauntlet held in one hand and the small card held in the other hand, Shirahoshi thrust it into himself before leaving, saying that it contained materials for making a good sword.

And he also asked himself, "Master Xia, do you know how to bone carve?"

Touching his chin, Xia Yan could not help but mutter something in his mouth, "What good materials can I bring with me? And it seems to be a bone?"

To be honest, Xia Yan really has no interest in blacksmithing with ordinary materials. Weird things like black iron are his true love.

But thinking that Bai Xing had done him a big favor last night, Xia Yan had just promised Bai Xing to use his material to make him a good sword.

It’s hard to refuse even if you agree.

Hey, let's repair the gauntlets first.

Looking at the tattered arm armor in his hand, Xia Yan also frowned. The damage was indeed a bit serious. How fierce were the two who fought yesterday? !
Fortunately, the internal structure was not damaged, but most of the exterior decoration was broken and deformed. It just had to be beaten again. Otherwise, Bai Xing would have been asked to come back and ask him to use the Sea Tiger blasting hammer.

"Yeah." Although the matter of the gauntlet was very simple, Xia Yan couldn't help laughing when he thought of Pan Yang's resentment towards him and the fact that the old man cheated him out of ten dollars.

"Let's add some spice to this child." After thinking for a moment, Xia Yan stretched out one hand to the handle of the decorative sickle on the side.

But what's strange is that Xia Yan's arm actually stretched straight into the handle of the sickle.

As Xia Yan's arm moved around in the handle, the space next to the sickle handle also rippled.

This is actually a sickle handle with a storage mark engraved on it. If Pan Yang saw it here, he would definitely be surprised at Xia Yan's caution. Who would engrave a storage mark on an ornament?

"That's it." With a malicious smile on his face, Xia Yan took out two purple crystals from the handle of the sickle. It seemed that he thought of something happy, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth became wider and wider. .

"One should be enough." Xia Yan smiled and wanted to throw an amethyst back, but then he thought about it and looked at the small storage card Bai Xing handed over. "Jie Jie Jie." Pulling back the hand that was about to throw it back, Xia Yan put Bai Xing's storage card and the amethyst on the workbench, preparing to study it later.

Holding the gauntlet in his arms, Xia Yan walked to the furnace and threw it into it. With a thought, his consciousness spread to the outside world and connected to the huge gem on the furnace, hoping to communicate with it. The spiritual energy poured into the furnace

Increase the temperature in the furnace, which will also make it easier for him to re-beat the gauntlet.

"Huh?" Xia Yan frowned, and seemed to feel something was wrong. The link seemed a bit unsmooth today. He felt like he didn't feel anything, as if he was communicating with the void.

"Wait." As if he thought of something, his face suddenly became ugly.

Could it be? !
Xia Yan's figure flashed, and he jumped onto the iron chain above, pressing his hands on the prints on the surface of the huge gem.

Then his body trembled slightly and he poured his true essence into the gem. Looking at the gem that was constantly flashing under the infusion of his true essence, Xia Yan's face became even more ugly.

"Pan Yang, don't you come back to me!"

This kid actually sucked up all the spiritual liquid accumulated by several gems at once, sucking it all away, not even leaving the spiritual energy to heat the furnace for himself!
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As if he felt something from his heart, Pan Yang's legs also trembled as he walked on the street.

"Why do I always feel like someone is whispering to me?"

Frowning his brows, Pan Yang's heart tightened, and his eyes looked left and right with vigilance.

"Shirahoshi, be careful, I have a bad feeling."

With a raised eyebrow, the power of the magnetic field spread to the surroundings, covering the entire street.

Nothing strange happened at all.

"What are you stirring up?" He gave Pan Yang a hard slap on the back, trying to wake him up.

"Hiss~" He grinned a little after being beaten, and Pan Yang was also a little confused. Logically speaking, in this state, this kind of whim feeling is probably that something is about to happen.

It shouldn't appear out of thin air, and he didn't offend anyone.

Forget it, come on, he Pan Yang fights against the sky and the earth against the white stars, what can be done to defeat him? !

Looking at Pan Yang who was immersed in his own world, Bai Xing shook his head and was about to leave first. He had to prepare some things.

"Wait." Just when Bai Xing was about to leave, Pan Yang looked at his back and was suddenly in a daze for a moment, always feeling that something was about to happen.

"Huh? What?"

"It's okay, take care of yourself." He seemed to be hesitant to speak, but in the end Pan Yang still couldn't say anything and could only say goodbye to Bai Xing.

After all, he also knew that he couldn't stop Bai Xing.

Nodding, Bai Xing turned around and quickly jumped up, crossing the street quickly.

Pan Yang was left standing there, staring at Bai Xing's leaving figure, which gradually disappeared under the sunlight, leaving behind the street that gradually returned to calm, with the morning breeze blowing by, bringing with it a hint of coolness.

Once this is gone, it may be goodbye forever.

Taking a deep breath of air, Pan Yang once again focused his attention on his eyes, because everyone has their own path.
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Every morning, the market in the southern part of Tiannan City begins to bustle. Vendors arrange their goods neatly and prepare to welcome customers who come to shop.

The entire market area is covered by colorful tents set up by vendors. The tents are filled with a variety of products, and the roadside stalls are full of all kinds of strange and weird things.

Fragments of a copper sword, small exquisite towers, various beads, broken sword hilts, and broadsword blades.

Green potions, purple crystal fragments, broken books, papers with strange words written on them.

It can be said that there are no surprises.

Now that the market has opened less than half an hour ago, the market has become lively. Many people are already walking slowly into the market on the street, strolling among the stalls, and choosing the products they need.

The market was crowded with people and lively.

Some people had a smile on their lips when they lowered their heads to take a closer look, but when they raised their heads, their brows were furrowed and they were talking to the stall owner, making it seem like the items were not worth that much money.

Although the things on the stalls attracted Bai Xing's attention, Bai Xing's visit was not for these things.

He wanted to go home just now to pick up some things, but the terminal in his pocket was beeping.

When he opened it, he saw that it was Lin Tiancheng who had sent him a message.

"If you have something good, come to me quickly."

Based on the principle that it would be a pity not to give up something good, Bai Xing also turned around and flew towards Tiannan No. [-] Middle School.

The crowds in the market were dense, which also made Shirahoshi slow down a bit.

But as soon as the speed increased, it attracted acquaintances.

"Hey, is it Haihu?" A familiar voice came from behind. Bai Xing raised his eyebrows, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

Turning his head to look at the place where the sound came from, Bai Xing was a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet her here.

The familiar little straw hat decorated with flowers came into view, and his eyes were no longer dull as before. The dark circles under his eyes also disappeared, and his skin was healthy and rosy, revealing a natural luster.

It seems that because of seeing Bai Xing, a bright smile appeared on her delicate face, and her eyes radiated endless vitality and light.

"Mo Jinqing?" Bai Xing was slightly startled, but he still remembered the name of the girl in front of him.

It was the alchemist who had spent a bunch of blood wolf flowers to refine only a few blood wolf pills, and he couldn't bear to give her half a blood wolf pill.

Thinking of her alchemy skills, Bai Xing couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. It was a pity that so many blood wolf flowers were lost.

(End of this chapter)