Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter Eleven: The Wolf

In the east of the city, twelve blacksmith shops were connected together, and the sound of ironwork was endless, and the smoke was shrouded in and out were some heroes.

"Well, that boy, why did you run to Yangwei Blacksmith shop?"

A shirtless man held a tiger's long knife, pointed at Ye Yang with his hand and asked in a ramming voice.

Obviously, although Ye Yang was wearing a dark blue suit and carrying a three-foot sword, he still looked too gentle after all, especially the signature "humble smile" hanging on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel that this young man is a persimmon that everyone can pinch.

"Buy iron!" Ye Yang turned around and said.

The big man laughed, spread his five fingers and grabbed Ye Yang's shoulder, and shouted: "Yangwei Blacksmith Shop has always only sold iron to heroes. You, a stinky brat who is not dry, should go home and have breastfeed!"

However, when the big man's five iron clawed fingers were stretched halfway, it was already hard to get in. Ye Yang looked at the other party lightly. The Fire God True Qi derived from the Fire God Remnant Scroll floated on the surface of his body, forming a powerful qi. At most, this big man was the first-level strength of entering and leaving the earth realm. How could he compete?

Suddenly, drops of sweat appeared on the man's face.

Ye Yang sneered, and the true energy entered his body and said, "Can I still buy iron now?"

"Yes...yes, of course!"

The man was still scared. The feeling of the moment just now made people feel like they were about to die. As long as this handsome young man takes action, he will definitely die.

When I entered the blacksmith shop, I saw that all the corners of the shop were piled with iron ore, stone ore of various colors, which were colorful, and some even shone slightly, which must be a rare type of ore.

"Brother, what kind of iron do you need?" asked the big man, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Ye Yang said: "Cold iron, preferably thousand-year-old cold iron!"

"This..." The man was slightly stunned, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Ye Yang raised his eyebrows: "What, is there any problem?"

The man smiled and said, "It's okay to sell it, but... it's just that the government issued a proclamation for the ban on soldiers for a long time. I'll sell it to you, but you must make sure that you did not build weapons privately, otherwise I would have violated the laws of the Qin Dynasty."

Ye Yang couldn't help but smile, opened the robe outside his clothes, revealing the badge tattooed on his shoulders. It was a fiery red sword pattern, which was the family emblem of the Fire God Clan. Although the Great Qin Empire forbids soldiers, it had to have a channel for casting soldiers. The Ye family of the Fire God Clan is the official place for casting soldiers!

Therefore, when Ye Yang buys iron, no matter what he wants to do, no one needs to ask about it.

Of course, the so-called prohibition on casting weapons is just a manifesto. If a person is strong to a certain extent, such as Ye Nantian, who has reached the fifth level of the earth, the official constraints will not have any effect on him at all. In any era, the strong are always respected.

Looking at the Fire God Emblem, the man in the blacksmith shop immediately nodded repeatedly: "Okay, it turns out that this young master is from the Fire God clan, of course there is no problem! The ore iron Iron in Yangwei Iron is first-class, pure and of course excellent in texture. The cold iron is collected from the depths of Luoyu Mountain, and a pound is equivalent to 70 taels of silver. For these cold irons, we have already died seven or eight hard laborers!"

Ye Yang smiled and said, "70 taels of silver per pound? Then I buy more, give me a cheap price, I want 20 kilograms of cold iron, how about the price of 1,000 taels of silver?"

The big man snatched his fingers for a while and muttered: "70 taels of silver per pound, two pounds 120 taels, three pounds 190 taels...19 pounds 780 taels, 20 pounds 840 taels, this is really a good deal!"

As he said, he smiled and said, "Trade!"

Ye Yang nodded happily. The open fire sword sold 1,800 taels of silver at Qinglei Auction House. The one who bought cold iron would have 800 taels left. It was not bad. This cast soldier turned out to be a super wealth-making trick!

After weighing 20 kilograms of cold iron, they were all wrapped in a package. Ye Yang took the cold iron back to the mansion and put the cold iron in the room. Then he went out. It was time to go to Qingfeng Mountain to find another casting material Xuanling Stone!

However, Ye Yang did not recognize the way, so he could only find a guide first.

In the Ye family courtyard, more than a dozen servants were practicing with guns and sticks. These were all guards, but they were all people who made a living. No one had entered the realm of the earth, and they were all just some inexperienced warriors.

"Young Master!"

When a group of guards saw Ye Yang coming, they immediately knelt on the ground respectfully.

Ye Yang nodded and asked, "Does anyone know how to go to Qingfeng Mountain?"

Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar, and the faces of the servants showed shock. After a while, one of the older servants asked, "Young Master, what are you going to Qingfeng Mountain for? I heard that in the past few years, all the beasts in the depths of Qingfeng Mountain have run out. The young master went there rashly, probably because those beasts would be killed by their lives!"

"Don't worry about me, I just want a guide!"

As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, a person came from behind him. It was Ye Nantian: "Ziyu, are you going to Qingfeng Mountain to experience it?"

"No, I'm just looking for the Xuanling Stone!"

"Oh, Xuanling Stone?" Ye Nantian's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but smile: "Xuanling Stone is a high-level ore. As far as I know, only master-level warriors can use such a rare ore. Ziyu, how has your weapon refining skills been progressing?"

Ye Yang said: "I don't know much, I just want to try higher-grade ore attributes!"

"Oh!" Ye Nantian vibrated his sleeves and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, Dad will accompany you to Qingfeng Mountain. Even if you encounter a ferocious beast, even a high-level monster, you will not be in any danger!"

Ye Yang shook his head: "No, you should rest at home and find someone to lead me!"

Ye Nantian pondered, then said loudly: "Teacher Song!"

As soon as the voice fell, a man floated down, looking about 30 years old, wearing a chain mail and carrying a three-pointed steel knife in his hand. He was majestic and powerful.

Ye Nantian said: "Teacher Song is the coach of the guards in our mansion. He has the strong strength of the third level of the earth. Let him lead ten strong guards to accompany you to Qingfeng Mountain!"

Ye Yang nodded helplessly. This fat father loved his son very much, so it was impossible to refuse.

Teacher Song clasped his fists and said, "Please rest assured, I will definitely protect the young master from the utmost!"

Ye Nantian nodded and smiled, "Okay, you bring enough food and water and you can set off immediately!"

"yes!"

Teacher Song is obviously an experienced strong man. He turned around and selected 10 amazing skeletons from the crowd. He was full of spiritual platforms and was arrogant. Each of them only brought weapons and armor, two bags of clear water, and ten kilograms of beef. In this way, even if he was in the mountains for a week, he would not starve or die of thirst.

Ye Yang rushed into the kitchen, took a wax lamb leg, fifty kilograms of beef, two jars of good wine, and then secretly threw them all into Qiankun bag. These things weighed more than 100 kilograms in total, but they were placed in Qiankun bag, but they couldn't feel the weight at all.

However, Qin Fang in the Divine Dragon Cauldron suddenly woke up, sniffed violently, and smiled, "It smells so good!"

"Grandpa Qin Fang, are you awake? This is the dry food I prepared. I am going to go to Qingfeng Mountain to experience it!"

"Well, very good!" Qin Fang sniffed his nose, licked his lips, and said, "I haven't smelled such mellow wine for thousands of years. Ye Yang, can you give me a jar of good wine?"

Ye Yang couldn't help but smile: "You can do it yourself, just leave me some dry food!"

"good!"

Ye Yang could not see the scene in the Qiankun bag. The meat and wine had been transferred to a specific space, and the Shenlong Cauldron and Qin Fang were also there. In fact, Ye Yang could not do anything about what happened.

...

The group each carried weapons and had enough dry food, and set off.

Outside Liangcheng, it is March, and the city is full of lush jungle, with grass growing and birds flying, butterflies dancing and fragrant. The warm breeze blows through the jungle and blows the branches and leaves swaying.

Ye Yang stepped out of a good city for the first time and felt a little excited. He could finally see what this world was like 2,000 years ago!

Teacher Song carried three sharp swords in his hand and walked on Ye Yang with awesome momentum, while warning him earnestly: "Master Ziyu, this Qingfeng Mountain is extremely dangerous. It used to be a good place for woodcutters and hunters. However, in the past century, many beasts, such as tigers and hungry wolfs, have appeared in Qingfeng Mountain. It's okay to say that a few strong hunters can kill them, but some beasts live in the mountains all year round, absorb the power of heaven and earth, grow cores in their bodies, and then they become monsters. The strength of monsters is not comparable to ordinary beasts. I hope we won't encounter monsters on this trip!"

Ye Yang nodded, but was hoping in his heart that if he encountered a monster, he would use the rotten sword in his hand to slaughter it. In the harmonious era, he had never eaten such heavy-tasting delicacies as tiger meat and wolf meat, now he has come to this fantastic world. Wouldn't it be useless if he didn't taste it?

At this time, a voice sounded in Ye Yang's heart: "Ziyu!"

"Grandpa Qin Fang?"

"Well, it's me!" Qin Fang smiled and said, "If you really encounter a monster, with your strength, you can only kill monsters below level 4. Once you encounter a high-level monster like level 4 or level 5, then run away!"

"Um."

"Also, killing monsters can remove the core from their brains. The core is an energy body that condenses the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Put the core into the Divine Dragon Cauldron and melt it, which can improve the level and power of the weapon!"

"Oh?" Ye Yang was secretly excited, and he had made plans in his heart. This time he must bring a Warcraft core back. No matter what, he should build a handy weapon first!

Qin Fang seemed to have insight into Ye Yang's thoughts and couldn't help laughing: "Child, don't be too impatient, the road to cultivation is still very long!"

"Well, I know, Grandpa Qin Fang!"

"Okay, then I'll keep resting."

After saying that, Qin Fang lost his voice, and his soul power was indeed very weak.

...

After walking in the forest path for half a day, finally, looking up, you can see a towering green mountain, which penetrated into the sky like a sharp sword. The entire mountain was covered with a green jungle. It is conceivable that beasts must be circulating in the deep mountains.

Teacher Song pointed to the front with three sharp swords and said, "Young Master, that is Qingfeng Mountain. There is a main peak and 7 small peaks, which run for dozens of miles. There are monsters everywhere, and people are rarely visited. It is said that the strongest monster in the mountain already has the strength of level 6 of the earth. Many strong people were buried here in order to find the advanced core!"

Ye Yang glanced at him and nodded, "Let's go to the main peak, the Xuanling Stone should be near the main peak!"

"good!"

The group continued to move forward for about two hours, and the surroundings became wet and dark, and piles of wild beast feces could be seen on the ground at all times.

"snort!"

A guard walked up and used a spear in his hand to lift the shell of the feces, saying, "This is Canglang's feces, which were excreted about five hours ago. The appearance is not too dry, but there is no heat."

Ye Yang was amazed, but at this moment, a pale figure suddenly rushed over. It was a giant wolf with pale fur, baring its teeth and sticky saliva flowed down its fangs.

The guard guard was so scared that he ran away and fell and crawled backwards. However, Canglang was faster and he jumped behind the guard guard and opened his bloody mouth!

"Click!"

With a light sound, the head of the guard guard was gnawed into his mouth by the wolf. His body was spasm and twitching, and he still struggled. Blood surged wildly, and his clothes were dyed red in an instant.

"brute!"

Teacher Song shouted loudly, swelling his true energy, and his whole body was covered with a light blue luster, which was a symbol of the third-level strength of the earth!

The three sharp swords drew an arc and slashed straight into Canglang's forehead!

"Pu!"

With the crisp sound, the blade entered his mind. The strong wolf howled, and his body, which was about two meters high, fell down with a bang, and his life was killed by a knife!

Ye Yang walked forward and looked at the body of the guard guard on the ground. He didn't expect that he would be unfavorable to go out. He had already lost a guard guard before he entered the mountain.

Teacher Song understood what Ye Yang was thinking, so he said carelessly: "Young Master Ziyu, don't be sad. These guards are all retainers who vowed to be loyal to the palace. Death here may be their best destination!"

Ye Yang nodded, but read fear from the eyes of several other guards.

He spread his hands and lifted Canglang's head, and Ye Yang asked, "Is this a monster?"

"No, it's just an ordinary beast. If it were a monster, I wouldn't have killed it so easily."

"oh……"

Ye Yang pondered, held the iron sword and said, "After burying the body of this guardian, continue moving forward!"

"Yes, Master!"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next