"Old-fashioned! Old! Unchanged!"

"Fire and blowing the wind, hammering the iron, forging it and quenching it... It was like this decades ago, it was like this a thousand years ago, and it's still like this now?" "If you don't change, you will die. Palace Master, you will not deceive me. The Divine Weapon Valley has been declining for generations, isn't it?

No reason!"

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After walking out of Hantan Cave, before reaching the forging field, Lei Jingchuan had already heard the harsh comment. "This old guy!"

Lei Jingchuan was furious and wanted to rush out, but Jing Shuhu held his shoulders down. "Don't be impatient."

Jing Shuhu's face was as dark as water, and he walked to the front.

In the forging field, Wan Chuan put one hand behind his back and pointed, while Qiao Tianhe on the side agreed from time to time and nodded repeatedly.

The master and the apprentice acted as if no one was around, commenting on the pros and cons, which made the blacksmiths look at each other angrily. Some of them almost made a move. "An old friend came to visit, but he didn't come far to greet him. Tiger, you are not as good as your master!"

Suddenly, Wan Chuan turned around and looked at Jing Shuhu and Jing Shuhu who were approaching: "Why, there is no even Fengyan Banquet?" "Old guy!"

Lei Jingchuan originally wanted to be patient, but when he heard the mention of his master, he became furious: "You are too presumptuous!" Boom!

Lei Jingchuan struck out in anger, and his forging hammer was like a thunderbolt, leaving white traces in the air. In an instant, he hit dozens of hammers, which could smash even a hundred-refined iron ingot into a discus.

Ten feet away, Qiao Tianhe felt a strong wind blowing against his face and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but Wan Chuan just smiled, raised his hand and let out a thin stream of strong energy.

Lei Jingchuan pointed out as many fingers as he hammered.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gas explosions, smoke and dust rose everywhere in the forging field, and everyone retreated in panic.!

Lei Jingchuan stumbled, and the sledgehammer in his palm was released, and it was rammed deeply into the wall: "Refining the internal organs!"

The dust dispersed, and Wan Chuan still had one hand on his back, without moving his feet even half a step: "Tiger, do you want to try it?" "The life-calling finger of the Seven Star Palace?"

Jing Shuhu casually took a forging hammer from the forging table and said, "I would like to try to see if you are really successful in refining the internal organs."

The two looked at each other from afar, and the atmosphere in the forging ground suddenly became solemn.

Behind Wan Chuan, Qiao Tianhe saw his master's gesture, and then he woke up like a dream: "Master, don't forget about business." As soon as he opened his mouth, Wan Chuan also stopped, clapped his hands, and said:

"But I forgot. I have business to do here. Tiger, you want to spar. How about finding a place where no one is around?" Jing Shuhu stared at him for a while and nodded: "Okay."

"How about we talk somewhere else?" Wan Chuan glanced around. "Yeah."

Jing Shuhu looked normal and invited the two of them to go to Hantan Cave. "Why are you standing there in a daze? Work!"

Lei Jingchuan shook his numb palms, scolded him, and walked away. But before he reached Chirong Cave, he bumped into Li Yuan. "Elder, what is this?"

The roar in the forge was very loud in the tunnel, and Li Yuan naturally heard it. "There are some uninvited guests."

Lei Jingchuan's face looked very ugly. "Uninvited guest?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly. From the look on Lao Lei's face, he seemed to have suffered a loss? "Yeah."

Lei Jingchuan kept walking until he reached Chirong Cave, and then he opened his palms.

All I could see was that the palm of his hand was blue and black, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and drops of black blood seeped out, and he made a hissing sound when he fell to the ground. "Is this?"

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched and he smelled a fishy stench, like a poisonous smell. "The fortune-telling finger of the Seven Star Palace is indeed well-deserved, that old guy..."

Inserting his palm into the ice water in the vat, Lei Jingchuan's face twitched. After a moment, he took a deep breath and his face returned to normal. Li Yuan saw that the water vat was already pitch black, as if several ladles of ink had been poured into it.

"Seven Star Palace?"

Li Yuan sounded familiar. After thinking for a moment, he thought: "The Seven Star Palace in Ziyun Prefecture?"

Shenbing Valley was first rooted in Ziyun Prefecture. After the founding of the country during the Great Yun Dynasty, when the founder sealed Yun and rejected the prefecture and chose a government, the Seven Star Palace was in charge of this prefecture.

Ziyun Prefecture is only ten thousand miles away from Huizhou, and there is no enmity between them. How could they come unexpectedly and seem to be unkind? Li Yuan frowned slightly, remembering Wang Wenyuan's letter.

"good."

Lei Jingchuan soothed his palms, his face as sinking as water:

"The Seven Star Palace is in charge of a state. This Seven Star Pointing Finger is one of the secrets of its sect. It is as powerful as the Dou Dao Killing Hammer. It is an extremely vicious poison finger."

"Are they here to make soldiers?" Li Yuan pretended to be confused. "To make soldiers?"

Lei Jingchuan shook his head, he put the lid on the large vat filled with Hantan water and sat down:

"More than 1,400 years ago, the Patriarch decided to move to Zhelong Mansion against everyone else's wishes. At that time, there were many people who were dissatisfied and took the opportunity to leave.

Several of them joined other major sects after leaving, including the Seven Star Palace." "Is there still this level of origin?"

Li Yuan's heart tightened slightly.

"More than a thousand years have passed, and most of the lines in the past have died out, but the line in the Seven Stars Palace is flourishing." Lei Jingchuan didn't hide anything, and said with a cold face:

"Originally, we were thousands of miles apart, and we had no intersection or grudge against each other, but about seven hundred years ago, that lineage came from afar..."

"Seven hundred years ago."

Li Yuan didn't even need to point his fingers. That year should have been the weakest period after the turmoil in the Divine Weapon Valley.

Since that day, the Divine Weapon Valley has never produced another divine weapon, and its status and reputation in the world have dropped all the way to what it is today.

"Seven hundred years ago to now, that lineage would have brought its talented disciples here for as long as sixty to thirty years, under the guise of learning blacksmithing techniques..."

Lei Jingchuan sneered: "Actually, it's just to explore the destiny mysterious weapon, the sea-splitting black whale hammer!"

For more than a thousand years, there have been countless people who suspected that the Black Whale Hammer was in the Shenbing Mountain, and many of them came here under pretexts. The Shenbing Valley did not reject anyone who came, and over time, no one came.

"Genius disciple?"

Li Yuan was not surprised that the Seven Stars Palace came for the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, but with the words of a genius disciple...

He thought of Han Chuijun. Old Han had been searching for hammering geniuses for many years. Could it be that he learned it from the people in the Seven Star Palace? The people in the Seven Star Palace knew how to find the Black Whale Hammer?

"The Seven Star Palace is in charge of a state, and there are many masters and geniuses under its sect. Thanks to this, generations of generations in that line have extremely talented disciples in the art of war."

Lei Jingchuan thought of the naive young man in the forging field, and his complexion suddenly improved. That boy may have great talent, but he was obviously not as good as Li Yuan.

"Um."

Li Yuan was still digesting the meaning of his words, and Lei Jingchuan's mood suddenly improved a lot:

"I'm going to take a look around. Don't be lazy. It's better to cultivate the Art of War to perfection as soon as possible." Li Yuan nodded, and he was a little curious if the people in the Seven Star Palace really knew anything. "The Evil God of the Seven Star Palace Zhai Xing Tower Teach me, the water in Zhelong Mansion is getting deeper and deeper."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Li Yuan turned around and returned to the forging platform, speeding up the creation of leather armor.--·——

"Hantan Fire Vein, this is really a treasure trove of weapons. No wonder the ancestor of your sect abandoned Ziyun Prefecture and chose Zhelong Mansion in the past." In the Hantan Cave, Wan Chuan looked at the bottomless water pool and pretended. Exclaimed: "What a great place."

"Yeah, good place."

Qiao Tianhe nodded repeatedly, his face full of envy.

The forging method of the Divine Weapon Valley seemed to him very ancient, but the environment made him envious. "No need to say more nonsense."

Jing Shuhu's face was expressionless: "I've turned around, it's time to go, right?"

He was well aware of Wan Chuan's intentions, but this was something that the ancestors of the Zhubing Valley had agreed upon, and he could not object, let alone oppose it.

Once you object, you will attract attention, and when the time comes, it will not be just the two people from Qixing Palace. "It's not in a hurry."

Wan Chuan did not comment and led Qiao Tianhe around Hantan Cave. He was very serious and moved step by step. Qiao Tianhe was also prepared and swept around.

No movement yet?

Wan Chuan frowned inwardly, this shouldn't be the case. Qiao Tianhe is a natural-born magician, a forging wizard that has not been seen in this state for hundreds of years. His talent must have met the requirements of the secret volume that the sect obtained from the secret place. .

It can't be that someone got there first, right?

"Tiger, I heard that there is a Chirong Cave underground here. I wonder if you can take my master and apprentice to take a tour?" Wan Chuan suddenly said.

Jing Shuhu frowned and almost couldn't hold back the anger in his heart: "The sect's forbidden area, outsiders are not allowed to enter!"

"Can't you be accommodating?"

Wan Chuan asked.

"There's no way this is possible!"

Glancing at Qiao Tianhe from the corner of his eye, Jing Shuhu flatly refused.

Although he didn't believe the Seven Star Palace's statement that "one with good talent can get the Black Whale Hammer to recognize its owner", and he wasn't even sure whether the Black Whale Hammer was underground, but he couldn't take any chances.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

"Um"

Wan Chuan frowned and pondered for a while, then waved his hand and asked Qiao Tianhe to exit the cave.

"When we met a few days ago, I couldn't say something that I couldn't say. Now, I can talk about it."

Glancing at Jing Shuhu, whose face was as deep as water, Wan Chuan didn't dare to continue provoking the tiger. There were only three people he feared in the Shenbing Valley, and Jing Shuhu was one of them.

"No matter what you say, the sect's rules cannot be exceeded."

Jing Shuhu is already a little impatient. His temper is not that good. If he were not afraid of the Seven Star Palace, he would have to hit him with a hammer right now.

Wan Chuan sat on the floor and asked, "When did the Evil God Sect start targeting Zhelong Mansion?"

"Um?"
To be continued...