Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

The cave is quite spacious, and the surrounding walls have been repaired. It is obvious that people live here all year round.

The ground is very dry. Walking inward, you can feel the temperature rising gradually. It's the flame in the iron furnace.

Deep in the cave, a thin old man stood in front of an iron stove. In the stove in front of him, there was a purple flame rising. That was only after the temperature of the flame was high to a certain extent. There was an iron felt in front of the stove, on which was placed a silver shining short knife.

The thin old man is Qi Lingfeng. Although he is much thinner than that year, he can still see some outlines.

Qi Lingfeng waved a hammer higher than his body and smashed it on the short knife. The edge of the short knife was extremely sharp, but Qi Lingfeng still shouted angrily: "it's not enough. What's missing? What's it? Come out quickly?"

Looking at the strange old man in front of him, Yang Xuan sighed helplessly. Qi Lingfeng became crazy about martial arts from urination, but he didn't like boxing and feet, but preferred all kinds of weapons.

But as Qi Lingfeng's strength increased, those ordinary weapons could not satisfy him. Therefore, he began to engage in the industry of blacksmith and was keen to build all kinds of weapons.

At that time, Roga searched the whole heaven and wanted to find someone to help him recast blood armor and Blood Sword, but no one dared to take over, because the way Roga used would hurt people's vitality and at least lose their life for thousands of years. Of course, this is nothing for Roga, but ordinary friars don't hesitate to die.

But Qi Lingfeng found Roga and showed that he didn't care how much he was paid, but wanted to witness the birth of a peerless weapon.

Yang Xuan didn't expect that the man who was in his prime of life had turned into a man who was neither human nor ghost. He suddenly felt a little desolate.

He came to Qi Lingfeng's back and silently looked at his every move. Qi Lingfeng was like entering a selfless state. He didn't even notice that Yang Xuan had arrived.

"This sword lacks some aura." Yang Xuan looked at Qi Lingfeng's crazy appearance and couldn't help reminding him.

Qi Lingfeng's body suddenly shook. The hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. He stared at the short knife in front of him with a dull face. After a long time, he murmured, "yes, it has less aura. How can a good knife have less aura?"

He said, unexpectedly picked up a short knife and was about to poke it into his heart. Seeing this, Yang Xuan hurriedly came forward and grabbed Qi Lingfeng's wrist, but Qi Lingfeng's strength was already a divine general, and where could Yang Xuan stop it.

Yang Xuan immediately clenched his teeth and directly blocked his arm in front of Qi Lingfeng's chest before Qi Lingfeng started. At this time, Qi Lingfeng's short knife had been stabbed out, directly pierced the blood armor, and mercilessly penetrated Yang Xuan's arm.

The severe pain made Yang Xuan take a breath. The short knife was made of red Yang gold. After stabbing into the wound, the power began to burn Yang Xuan's flesh and blood.

Qi Lingfeng looked at the blood armor in front of him, but he was stunned on the spot, with a dull face.

"Master?" Qi Qingyang was startled when he saw Qi Lingfeng's expression, and quickly whispered.

Qi Lingfeng just woke up from a dream. He raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan in front of him. He was not surprised and asked, "Roga, when did you come?"

"You're going crazy." Yang Xuan said angrily to Qi Lingfeng, not because he was stabbed by Qi Lingfeng, but because Qi Lingfeng has been possessed.

Qi Lingfeng quickly pulled out the short knife. Yang Xuan took his arm back and said to Qi Lingfeng, "why do you bother?"

"Blood armor..." Qi Lingfeng didn't answer Yang Xuan. His eyes fell on the blood armor on Yang Xuan, but he was distracted again. He touched the blood armor with a trembling palm in the depths of his hand and whispered, "blood armor, haven't seen you for a long time?"

Blood armour also sent out a happy response. It was Roga and Qi Lingfeng who made it. For it, they were like its biological father.

"Roga, what's wrong with me? Why can't I make weapons like bleeding armor and Blood Sword anymore?" Qi Lingfeng raised his head and said dejectedly.

"You are too anxious." Yang Xuan sighed and said, "although I haven't made a weapon for a long time, I can feel that when you make a weapon, you just want it to be what you want, and can't accept its shortcomings."

"Yes, I pursue perfection too much, so I can't tolerate even a flaw in it." Qi Lingfeng's gray eyes suddenly lit up, just like waking up from a dream, and said, "I see, hahaha, I see."

Yang Xuan silently looked at Qi Lingfeng's laughter. After waiting for a while, Qi Lingfeng stopped. Yang Xuan said to Qi Lingfeng, "maybe you should think back. Did you miss anything?"

"What is missing?" Qi Lingfeng immediately fell into meditation. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head: "When I first became a blacksmith, I focused on every weapon I made, but with the improvement of my making technology, I was more and more dissatisfied with these weapons. I wanted to make better weapons, but I forgot that any weapon has its own personality and characteristics."

"Yes, perhaps moderation is also a feature, but perfection is definitely not. A perfect weapon means that it has no outstanding place, and it is just a scrap iron." Yang Xuan whispered to Qi Lingfeng.

Qi Lingfeng looked sadly at the hammer standing in front of him and said, "sure enough, I've been wrong for so many years."

"So, do you want to go back to your original way now?" Yang Xuan saw Qi Lingfeng return to normal, smiled and said to Qi Lingfeng.

"Can you help me?"

"I am now the president of the blacksmith Union, but you know, I have always been a shopkeeper, so I hope someone can help me and help me make the blacksmith's name shine in the eyes of the world."

"OK, I promise you." Qi Lingfeng replied without hesitation: "however, I also have my ambition. I want to build better weapons, which will cost a lot of wealth, and I just want to build high-quality products. If you give me some scrap iron, I'd rather dig mountains and stones and prepare casting materials for myself."

"No problem." Yang Xuan nodded, but he was in a cold sweat. The words just said were subconsciously said by Yang Xuan, which more belonged to Roga's voice. As for Yang Xuan, he was just pretending through the memory left by Roga. But anyway, Qi Lingfeng has returned to normal, so Yang Xuan's goal has been achieved.