Super Junior Grandmaster

Chapter 692 was abolished
The manager still wanted to say something, but he knew that no matter how wordy he was, he would be the one who would suffer. He knew everything about the young master in front of him.

When Ye Wentian walked out of the pawnshop, he heard knocking sounds in his ears, his expression changed, he happened to be short of a suitable sword, and he happened to have learned some methods of refining weapons these days, and made up his mind, so he walked forward.

During this period, Ye Wentian passed by a coffin shop and asked the boss to buy some white and yellow paper, as well as pens and ink.

But a little, the whole picture of the blacksmith shop fell into Ye Wentian's eyes.

This blacksmith shop is not big, it can be said to be very small, there are only two blacksmiths, a middle-aged man and a young man in his twenties.

Neither of them are cultivators, they are just ordinary people, but because they have been forging iron all year round, their strength is astonishing, comparable to cultivators in the later stage of foundation establishment.

At this time, a middle-aged woman and a woman in her early twenties came out. The middle-aged woman was carrying a teapot, and the young woman was carrying a bowl.

The young woman is not stunning, she belongs to the more attractive type.

"Dad, drink some water." The young woman handed a bowl of water to the middle-aged man.

"I'm not thirsty, let Xiaodong drink." The middle-aged man said.

The young woman immediately brought it to the young man, who smiled honestly and drank it all in one gulp.

The young woman looked at the young man's simple and honest smile, and smiled slightly, but then a trace of bitterness appeared on her face, the woman turned around, handed the bowl to her mother, and then pulled the wind to stir up the fire.

Ordinary people have the happiness of ordinary people, but they also have more sorrows, especially in this era of gradual turmoil.

Ye Wentian stepped forward and asked: "Master, do you have good iron ore here, I want to make a sword."

Hearing Ye Wentian's voice, the four of them looked over one after another. Seeing Ye Wentian's extraordinary aura, they subconsciously tightened their hearts.

Ye Wentian frowned slightly. Judging from the vigilance of several people, it seemed that something bad had happened to them.

"Is there any question, Master?" Ye Wentian asked.

"Young master, follow me!" The middle-aged man saw that Ye Wentian was polite, he didn't seem like those dudes, and he brought Ye Wentian into the inner room.

Arriving at a hut, the middle-aged man pointed to the ore in the hut and said: "I only have these ores here, and the best ones are these few pieces of iron ore. It's okay to make a sword, but I don't know if it can meet the requirements of the young master." .”

Ye Wentian glanced at it, and there really isn't any good ore here, but with his refining skills, it is enough to create a top-quality Zong weapon.

"Okay, I want these pieces of ore, and I plan to refine this sword myself, so I can borrow the stove from the master, can I?" Ye Wentian asked.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

"This is 1000 taels of silver bills, it should be fine." Ye Wentian took out a stack of silver bills and handed them to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was startled, looked at Ye Wentian in disbelief, waved his hands again and again and said, "My lord, 50 taels is enough."

"Take it, your life is very difficult and you need money, otherwise I will be angry." Ye Wentian looked at the middle-aged man and smiled slightly.

"This! Alright." The middle-aged man had no choice but to accept it.

For the first time, the middle-aged man was a little at a loss when he met such a nice person.

Ye Wentian picked up two of the ores, but the other few could not be held with two hands. The middle-aged man realized that he quickly brought something to pack the ores and walked out together with Ye Wentian.

The middle-aged man wanted to come over to help, but Ye Wentian rejected his offer.

The fire temperature of the stove is not high, at least it is impossible to refine the top grade Zong weapon.

Ye Wentian thought for a while, and immediately took out a pen and ink, and drew strange patterns on the yellow paper.

When everything was ready, Ye Wentian quickly made a handprint with both hands, and then, several pieces of yellow paper flew up out of thin air, and flew into the stove following Ye Wentian's thoughts.

"boom!"

There was a clear sound, and the temperature inside the furnace suddenly rose. Ye Wentian immediately put the ore in to smelt it, but soon, Ye Wentian discovered the problem. trend.

Ye Wentian was startled, and squeezed a formula again with both hands to control the speed at which the yellow paper released heat, but in this way, the speed of ore smelting was too slow.

Such a speed made Ye Wentian unable to wait. He turned around and was about to ask, when the four of them stared at him dumbfounded.

That's right, few people in this low-level continent know about such unpredictable supernatural powers, let alone these ordinary people.

"Master, I'm afraid I can only sacrifice your stove." Ye Wentian said.

"No...it's okay!" the middle-aged man stammered.

With the approval of the middle-aged man, Ye Wentian increased the heat output again.Soon, the yellow paper was burned out and the ore was smelted.

After refining, Ye Wentian brought the material to the extreme. Soon, under Ye Wentian's control, a shining silver sword appeared in the world. At the same time, Ye Wentian also made a sword case with engraved With Tai Chi patterns and the sun, moon and stars, these patterns imply a general trend, very mysterious, and ordinary people can't understand it at all.

"That's right." Ye Wentian nodded in satisfaction, retracted his sword, turned around and cupped his fists at the four of them and said, "Thank you very much, goodbye."

"It should be said that I should thank the young master." The middle-aged man said.

"Father!" At this moment, the young woman beside her trembled and pulled the middle-aged man's clothes.

Ye Wentian's eyes moved slightly, he turned around, and saw three people rushing over, a young man, who was about the same age as this young man named Xiaodong, and the other two were one big and one small, and the youngest was the same age as that young man. Almost, the big one is about the same size as this master blacksmith.

The person called Xiaodong was very angry when he saw the person who came, and his fists were creaking. The woman clenched Xiaodong's fists tightly, and her body was trembling, as if the person who came was a demon.

"You seem to be looking for me?" Ye Wentian walked into the blacksmith's shop, looked at the three of them and said.

"Boy, who are you?" The young man felt a little extraordinary when he saw Ye Wentian.

"It's just a nobody, what's the matter?" Ye Wentian asked.

"It's good to be a nobody." Yuan Fei smiled evilly: "Boy, where did you get this piece of jade?"

As he said, Yuan Fei took out the beautiful jade that Ye Wentian had pawned earlier.

"What's none of your business?" Ye Wentian felt disgusted with the person in front of him.

"You dare to talk to me like that, do you know who I am!" Yuan Fei frowned, already possessing killing intent.

"It's unreasonable!" Ye Wentian didn't even look at the three of them, and then walked aside.

"Dare to ignore me, take it down for me." Yuan Fei said coldly.

"Yes, young master!" Received the order, Lu You punched Ye Wentian.

"People's hearts are not enough, I will teach you a lesson today!" Ye Wentian paused and turned around. Before Lu You's fist hit Ye Wentian, Lu You felt a muffled sound in his body immediately after more than ten years. The results of his cultivation dissipated in an instant.

Yuan Fei and the middle-aged man didn't even have a chance to react, and Ye Wentian hit the dantian in an instant, and all their cultivation bases disappeared.

(End of this chapter)