Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1317: Little Blacksmith

After sending everyone to the secret room, Han Yu left the villa to find Xiaojiao.

The power of Han Yu's soul was released, and people with a radius of several thousand feet were invisible, and they were not afraid of being followed.

It didn't take long before Han Yu caught the breath of Xiaojiao in the void, turning around and turning into a narrow street.

There are shops on both sides of this street, some of the doors are tightly closed, and some are in dilapidated condition. No one was seen on the whole street.

"Dangdangdang..."

From the end of the street, there was the sound of iron strikes, adding a warm breath to the quiet street.

Han Yu walked to the end of the street. This was a weapon shop. The rotten wooden door was wide open. You can see the contents of the house when you stand outside.

Some ordinary weapons were placed on the shelves in the house. At this time, a person was choosing weapons. He glanced at Han Yu, and thought he hadn't seen them, and then picked up his own weapons.

There is no one else in the house except this one.

Han Yu's soul power locked on this person and discovered that this person was just a practitioner of Tianwu First Heavy.

"Are you the shopkeeper?" Han Yu asked the man.

"No." The man glanced at Han Yu and said coldly.

He walked to the counter with a knife, took out some spirit jade and threw it into a wooden barrel on the counter, a total of one hundred high-grade spirit jade. Then the man took the knife and left straight away.

This knife is just a mortal soldier. Han Yu undoubtedly found that the power of the soul was so sharp that this knife was extremely sharp, and the impurities in the iron were almost completely eliminated. In terms of the sharpness, it is probably better than the average low-level venerable soldier Not too much. The material for forging this knife is just a very ordinary dazzling iron.

It can be seen from this knife that the person who forges this knife has a good refining method.

"This little guy, what are you doing here?" Han Yu couldn't understand. This is just a very ordinary weapons shop, what the **** is Xiaojiao doing?

Han Yu walked to the back looking for the sound of ironing. There was a big fire in the shop. A burning iron was placed on the pier, and a little guy was turning a hammer to hit the iron. This little guy is no one else but the little horn.

Han Yu was in a daze. The little horned man stood up, wearing a small leather jacket that could block the splashing sparks. Holding a hammer in his hand, he was carefully beating the soldering iron.

The hammer is bigger than it, but the small horn swings casually and effortlessly.

Looking at Xiao Jiao's serious look, Han Yu was in a daze, as if Xiao Jiao had been fighting here for many years.

Xiaojiao sensed someone coming in, turned his head to see Han Yu, grinned, pointed to the chair against the wall, let Han Yu sit for a while, and it continued to swing the hammer and hit the soldering iron.

The small horns are played in a decent way. Seeing that they are skilled, they are no worse than an old blacksmith.

It didn't take long for the soldering iron to be beaten into a scimitar by the small corner, and it was thrown into the water tank aside, and the mist in the water tank was hazy. Xiaojiao jumped off the stove and walked towards Han Yu.

"Ahem..." At this moment, there was a coughing sound from the innermost room, and I saw a little old man surrounded by animal skins, walking out of the house with a teapot and cup in his hand, and he was kind to Han Yu. Smiled.

This is a thin and weak old man with a faint aura exuding him, just a cultivator with the three-tiered cultivation base of Earth Martial Arts. Han Yu didn't put on any airs, smiled and stood up.

"Guest officer, please take a seat, the little old man's broken shop can attract big people like the guest officer, it's really brilliant!" The little old man smiled.

After speaking, he kept coughing and seemed very ill.

Han Yu's soul power quietly released, and he discovered that there was a stronger power in this person. This power did not belong to him, and was eroding his body.

"This person has been seriously injured!" Han Yu secretly observed the old man, thinking about whether to help him.

Although the strength of the old man is not weak, Han Yu can easily resolve it if he makes a move.

The old man motioned to Han Yu to sit down, and then he sat next to him, poured a cup of tea for Han Yu, and motioned to Han Yu to taste it. This tea smells very good, but it doesn't taste much in the mouth. But Han Yu still said good tea.

"Is this little guy following you?" the old man asked.

Han Yu nodded. He was still full of doubts about how the little guy came to help such a shameless little old man to strike iron and start a coolie. This is not Xiaojiao's character.

"It suddenly came to me in the morning and yelled with the little old man. I didn't understand what it was talking about. I thought it was lost, so I took it in and let it help me strike iron. This little guy is very smart, and the old man taught it. Once, it has learned a lot. Since it came with you, then you can take it away." The little old man looked at the little corner and said with a smile. After half a day of getting along, he already liked this little guy. Up.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Xiaojiao called out.

The little old man couldn't understand what Xiao Jiao was talking about, but Han Yu did understand and looked at Xiao Jiao in a daze.

Little Horn said that he was idle and wanted to stay to help the little old man.

"Little guy, are you talking true or not?" Han Yu looked at Xiaojiao suspiciously, and secretly passed it through. He didn't think Xiaojiao would be idle to help the lonely old man. It must have other purposes.

Xiaojiao's eyes were very pure, and said to Han Yu that it felt that this little old man was quite prestigious and decided to help him.

Han Yu didn't believe it, and tried to ask Xiaojiao again and again.

Xiaojiao not only appeared innocent, but later satirized Han Yu's dirty thoughts, saying that knowing Han Yu made him shame, despising Han Yu, and thinking about conspiracy theories for all good things.

How could Han Yu believe Xiaojiao, this little guy, there must be ulterior reasons.

Han Yu sat for a while, Xiao Jiao insisted on being a blacksmith here, and Han Yu had no choice but to leave alone.

The little old man was kind, his eyes were kind, he didn't look like a bad guy, and the little horned man was far taller. Han Yu didn't worry about any safety issues with it, so he left it in this weapon shop with confidence.

He quickly returned to the manor and took a sacred tree leaf from Masu and swallowed it to heal his wounds. The next night, Han Yu left Wuya City and went out of the city to search for Yin Xu and the unwarranted whereabouts.

The Tianji pupil has already left, which made Han Yu a long sigh of relief. Leaving the area covered by the mysterious power, Han Yu held the Tianlei Bow in his hand, and once again felt the terrifying Qi from the Tianlei Bow, making Han Yu passionate.

Han Yu's soul power has been exerted to the extreme, trying to capture the lingering and unwarranted aura in the void and pursue it.

The next morning, in the wild mountains thousands of miles east of Wuya City, Han Yu found their whereabouts.