With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

At this moment, the entire Jingtu City fell into silence, and no one dared to say a word.

They reject the sinners and hate the sinners, but they also know that even if everyone goes together, they will not be Ling Yu's opponent.

Now all their lives are in Ling Yu's hands, which is no different from the previous Shanzhu who came to the door.

The only difference is that they didn't know that Ling Yu didn't want to kill them at all.

Ling Yu didn't know what he was guilty of, and these city residents who were excluding the sinners didn't know either.

Ling Yu didn't say a word, and didn't ask Xi to release Sister Yan from the colorless wall. He was afraid that Sister Yan would seek death.

Ling Yu didn't say hello to anyone, including Heisha and others, and just walked into the city step by step.

This place he wanted to stay for the rest of his life, he wanted to see it again.

Along the way, there were gnashing city residents. They didn't want the sinners to enter their city again, but no one dared to stop Ling Yu. They saw that the big sect disciple, who was like a fairy in their eyes, was actually taken by Ling Yu. Yu withdrew.

This was incredible for them, and made them even more afraid to approach Ling Yu.

Heisha and the others didn't keep up, and they had to help Ling Yu look at Sister Yan.

Xi wanted to tell Ling Yu that his Xue Er was not dead, but now he has no confidence in rebuilding his body. He was afraid that he gave Ling Yu hope and would disappoint him in the end.

It's actually quite good to let someone like him calm down for a while.

Soon, Ling Yu came to the shop that belonged to him.

During his journey, there were people following him in the distance. In any case, they didn't want a sinner to stay in the city all the time.

These people looked at Ling Yu as if they were looking at the plague.

It's just that Ling Yu didn't pay attention to it. He gave up on these people who used to be simple and kind. He didn't kill them, which was Ling Yu's greatest kindness.

I don't know if the city lord, Ye Tu, would make a choice about his identity if he was still alive, and would he stand with him like his son.

Ling Yu walked into the shop and entered the house where only he and Ye Feng lived. After a long time, he found a wooden box from the messy house.

Inside the wooden box is a big red scarf that has been arranged. This scarf was hand-sewn by Xueer during the coldest days of the winter, and he was reluctant to wear it.

I still remember that day, when Xue Er covered her frozen red hands, she put the scarf on Ling Yu's neck and said, "Put this scarf on, and Brother Ling Yu can always think of Xue Er."

Ling Yu touched her little head: "Without a scarf, Brother Ling Yu can always think of Cher."

Unexpectedly, now this scarf has become Ling Yu's only concern for Xueer.

Ling Yu clutched the scarf tightly in her hands and walked out of the room.

Now the first floor of the shop has been completely restored to the appearance of a blacksmith shop. Ling Yu practiced casting spirit tools here when he was free, but so far, he has not produced a finished product.

Today, he will try to build his first spiritual tool, and it may be the last spiritual tool he will build in his life.

Fire, Forge!

This step is usually helped by Ye Feng, but now, he is doing it all by himself.

"He wants to refine the weapon?"

The group of people who followed him came to the outside of the shop, where all the movements in the hall could be seen.

"It seems that I saw these two boys playing hard in it before, but after so long, nothing came out of it."

"Joke, he doesn't really think he inherited this shop, he is also a spirit tool master, how can there be such a young spirit tool teacher?"

"It's normal for a child to have more fantasies, but now, this shop is not his, and the sinners are not qualified to live in Jingtu City."

How could Ling Yu not hear the chatter outside, but he didn't care, these people, now in his world, were like air, and he didn't want to pay attention.

The clanging sound of forging quickly spread throughout the shop. Although the metal used by Ling Yu for forging is not a rare treasure, it was also purchased by Ye Feng at a considerable cost, and it is truly available for forging. Rare metal for spirits.

In particular, a piece of metal with a light blue luster, called the raw stone, is Ling Yu's favorite.

Among the spiritual tools, as long as this original soul stone is added, the spiritual tools can always have a light blue color.

This is the same reason that Ling Yu took out the blue sword from the treasure house. Ye Feng also saw that Ling Yu was curious about the luster of the blue sword, so he specially bought a rough soul stone for Ling Yu.

It's just that Ling Yu's refining technique is not proficient, so it has never been used.

Until now, it doesn't matter, Ling Yu is leaving here, and many things can't be taken away, and I don't know if I will have a chance to touch the refining tool in the future, so I might as well use it now.

The raw stone is very small, only the size of a knuckle. After Ling Yu's repeated forging, it has been compressed to the Ultimate.

Fortunately, what Ling Yu wants to forge this time is not big. As an auxiliary material, this piece is completely enough.

After forging, it is shaping. This is the most troublesome step for Ling Yu. Because of the particularity of the spiritual tool, shaping can only be completed in one beat, and it has to be completed under extremely high temperature. After that. The best time, even if the shaping fails.

So far, he has not been able to complete several shapings, and the few times he has completed, he has only succeeded according to the structure of the blue sword body.

And now, what he wants to build is something entirely his own.

The clanging sound continued to sound, and the group of people outside the door didn't leave. They were still waiting to see Ling Yu's joke.

Although they have no way to get Ling Yu, they are happy to see Ling Yu's jokes.

"A 16-year-old boy, I heard that he used to be a low-level slave. I don't know how lucky he is to get to the current cultivation level. Does he really think that he can learn everything?"

Someone was talking outside.

This time, Ling Yu lost his calmness before, and the words "low-class slave" sounded unusually sharp to him.

"Who dares to say more, don't think I dare not kill you!"

Ling Yu's aura intimidated the audience, and no one dared to speak, but everyone cursed inwardly.

Although they can't take Ling Yu now, as long as Ling Yu doesn't leave, once the other disciples of the sect arrive, he will be dead.

Ling Yu didn't care about that, and was still hitting his iron.

The spiritual tool in his hand gradually took shape, it looked like a mask, but it looked a little distorted.

Sinners, what are we guilty of?

Ling Yu has asked herself this question countless times in her heart, why are they born out of this world, why are they called sinners by everyone.

Is he guilty? Yes, he let his family and lover die in front of him. This will be the biggest sin in his life.

The mask kept changing shape in Ling Yu's hands, and soon, the mask took shape.

This is his first complete shape.

This is a grimace mask, the mask is a bit hideous, and there is a light blue tear under the eyes.

The shape of the mask, Ling Yu made it according to the phrase "ghost face is like a smile and a heartbreak" described in a very popular novel in a previous life.

Only in the end I found that it was a bit nondescript when it was created in his hands. There was no such feeling at all. Instead, it was the drop of light blue tears, which gave people a strong sense of grief.

In any case, it can be considered a successful shaping, Ling Yu is excited, and the next step is the infusion.

This step is the essential difference between a spiritual weapon and an ordinary weapon.