Eternal Emperor

"Wow, it hurts, don't chop it anymore!"

"I'm going to get mad at this girl again!"

"Hey, don't chop anymore. I was wrong. I shouldn't have eaten the tribute on the altar, but I can't blame me. People are hungry."

A scream of screams kept ringing, and was soon overwhelmed by powerful and terrifying thunder and lightning.

I don't know how long it took, a big hole with a diameter of more than one kilometer was smashed on the ground, and the inside was even more charred, exuding an unpleasant smell.

During the period, a chubby person was lying there in a panic, breathing weakly, and a pair of dark eyes revealed a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Huh!"

As the air burst, another person came here, behind him a pair of huge True Qi wings flapping gently, allowing him to stay in the air without falling.

The person who came was an old man, surprisingly the mysterious ‘stake’.

"My little ancestor, you have finally come out." With a smile on his face, he touched his long beard and laughed: "Seeing that you are full of energy, you should be completely inherited from the Haotian Thunder God Hammer. Now that the old man’s task is completed, he can go wandering around the world!"

"Blame old man, you are so cruel!"

It was undoubtedly Zhuang Yaya who was lying in the pit. She almost failed when she heard that a carp was rolling. Fortunately, she succeeded. Standing in the pit with one hand on his hips, she asked loudly.

"You actually tricked me into a broken place full of lightning. Do you know how much this girl has suffered during this time, and there is no food in it, which made me lose weight, and finally I can see a little on the altar? I ate it. Before I took a few bites, I was struck by lightning from a statue on it. I don’t care. You have to compensate me.”

After hearing this, Zhuang's face turned dark, and he looked at her seriously, without seeing any signs of thinness. And the altars and statues he was talking about should be the first generation of Thor. If this foodie actually moved the sacrifices on it, that would be blaspheming the ancestors, and it would be considered fatal if they weren't directly hacked to death.

"Okay, okay, my aunt." Zhuang hurriedly said to comfort: "You have suffered during this period, now come back with me, and I will make you delicious. Your Big Brother is happy and happy there now."

As soon as he heard something delicious, Zhuang Yaya's anger disappeared, her eyes were bright, and she nodded heavily: "Well, good, take me."

pile:"."

But in the forging yard of the Fengchouzong craftsman of Bailianfang, Zhuang Qing, who is happy and happy in the mouth of the pile, is another scene.

"Boom Boom Boom"

On an iron platform, a young man with his upper body naked, waving a hammer weighing several hundred jin in his hand, was hammering a piece of fine iron one after another.

The fine iron was constantly changing shape under the hammer of the young man, hitting it enthusiastically, but if you look closely, you will find that his mouth will move every time he hits it. He walked in and listened, only the young man said.

"Damn old guy, he actually owes a lot of money for alcohol and tricked me into this ruined place to strike iron. Don't let me see him, otherwise he must be hammered to death!"

This young man is Zhuang Qing, but in just a few days, his whole person looks thinner, but his aura is much more condensed, and every muscle in his body is more refined and stronger.

It's just that Zhuang Qing has been in the resentment of being deceived by the pit, so she has not noticed her own change.

Just as he cursed the pile while he was hitting the iron, a familiar voice came from his ear.

"Big Brother, why are you here?"

Zhuang Qing's body shook, he quickly put down the hammer in his hand, turned around to take a look, and then was stunned.

I saw a very thick ‘coke’ standing there, with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, his mouth filled with oil.

"Excuse me, are you?" Zhuang Qing asked cautiously, snarling crazily in her heart: "This is not my Little Sister, this is not my Little Sister!"

"I'm you Little Sister, don't you even recognize me?"

In one sentence, Zhuang Qing’s prayer was smashed, and he looked at Zhuang Yaya with despair: "How did you become like this? You were only fat before, and now you are as black as coal."

Zhuang Yaya even ate the chicken and duck in his hand with a few bites, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "Bad Brother, do you dislike me?"

Zhuang Qing: "Don't I behave enough?"

"By the way, did you see that weird old man?" Zhuang Yaya's voice turned, her plump face was full of anger: "Where is he, I want to beat him!"

"What happened to him?"

"That bad old man lied to me and asked me to eat delicious food. I didn't expect that I ran away by myself in the end. I didn't have the money to check out, so I was sent here, saying that I would use iron to make money to repay it."

"This horrible old man!" Zhuang Qing was furious: "Dare to cheat us on our heads. Sooner or later we have to settle this account with him!"

"Hmm, yes, yes." Zhuang Yaya agreed.

Then the two distressed brothers and sisters had no choice but to pick up the hammer and start the work of ironing.

"It's so light, it doesn't feel at all."

The five to six hundred catties hammer was like a piece of dead wood in Zhuang Yaya's hands. It had no weight at all. She tossed it at will, and then took the heaviest one here, which was more than two thousand catties, which was a little satisfied. she.

Even the hammer of more than two thousand catties is as light as nothing in Zhuang Yaya's hands, and the air burst out with terrible screams during the casual swing, which is extremely frightening.

Zhuang Qing on the side was frightened, and secretly said that the physical strength of his Little Sister had increased a lot.

"Big Brother, how do you strike iron."

Faced with this crushing own Little Sister in all aspects, Zhuang Qing finally found a sense of superiority at this moment. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Fire percussion, constant percussion and compaction, or adding other metals, or Quenching in water or oil, of course, the most important thing is to control the strength. The stronger the strength, the purer the iron produced, and the more valuable it is, you see."

Zhuang Qing began to release, took out a piece of iron to be forged from the side, raised the iron hammer, mobilized the physical force, and hit it hard with a heavy hammer, suddenly sparks splashed, and the thick embryonic iron was seriously deformed.

He kept hammering, and soon he initially beat a piece of embryonic iron of hundreds of catties to only fifty or sixty catties, and most of the Impurities in it were removed.

Then he stopped, and said to Zhuang Yaya as if showing off, "I see it, this is the top grade fine iron. You have to work hard. It will take at least a few days to make such fine iron."

"Oh, I see."

Zhuang Yaya nodded, and then put a piece of embryo iron on the ironing table in every way, and raised the hammer in two thousand kilograms high. At this moment, the whole arm was flashing with fine electric arcs, and she slammed it down with a hammer.

"boom!"

The entire ground vibrated violently, and the sound of ‘click’ and the sound of ‘click,’ the iron platform was divided into two from the middle.

"Kang Dang!"

The hammer in Zhuang Qing's hand fell to the ground, dumbfounded.

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