Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Without saying anything, Zhang Yifeng entered the old man's room.

Nan Xin and Bai Luoluo followed soon after. Zhang Yifeng's words just now confused the two of them, but after seeing the rich old man in the room, the two women immediately understood what was going on.

Nan Xin was as shocked as Zhang Yifeng when she saw the extremely old Fu Lao.

As for Bai Luoluo, she couldn't believe that Zhang Yifeng's master was actually such an ordinary old man?

In the room, Zhang Yifeng held Mr. Fu's shriveled palm and poured a steady stream of spiritual energy into it. He also took a pill for the old man. As his spiritual energy was injected, some color appeared on Mr. Fu's sallow face, but But he didn't wake up.

The rich old man's life force has been exhausted. Unless there is a life-extending elixir, no one can save it.

Death is just a matter of time.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the old man's face and suddenly carried him on his back.

"Little friend, what are you doing?"

"I want to take the old man to the forging station."

"Absolutely not. If you move the rich old man's body now, I'm afraid the tone will be gone."

"It's okay, I'll be responsible if anything happens."

Zhang Yifeng carried the old man on his back and went to the black iron sacred furnace.

Zhang Yifeng placed Mr. Fu on the stool, facing the forging platform.

By this time, Nan Xin seemed to know what Zhang Yifeng was going to do.

He wants to use the Meteor Ninety-Six Hammers in front of the rich old man, and use the ninety-six hammers to create a weapon.

This is not a competition or a performance, but a report on your cultivation progress to your mentor.

Zhang Yifeng took a handkerchief and began to clean the forging table of the forging furnace.

He cleaned it very carefully, not using spiritual energy to directly blow away the dust, but wiping it with a towel.

He wiped the forging table spotless over and over again.

It took half an hour to clean the forging table of the forging furnace, and then Zhang Yifeng took out the materials and started forging.

This time, there was no struggle for fame or fortune in this forging. It was entirely dedicated to the old blacksmith who dedicated his life to inheriting his own blacksmithing skills.

Zhang Yifeng had already forged top-quality weapons, and now he was familiar with the Ninety-Six Hammer. With full concentration, he actually entered the realm of forging again.

Once the meteor hammer technique is launched, it will open up a wide area, like a meteor chasing the moon, hitting it one after another, all of which are integrated into Zhang Yifeng's emotions.

When the hammer sounded, Mr. Fu, who was originally unconscious, suddenly woke up.

His eyes were shining brightly, because he saw that Zhang Yifeng's hammer technique was so exquisite that it surpassed his level, and it was not a popular seventy-two hammer, but a popular ninety-six hammer!

"Little baby, let me come." The rich old man's voice suddenly came.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly turned around and broke away from the forging artistic conception.

But this time, he had no regrets, but a surprise!

"Teacher." Zhang Yifeng no longer calls the old man old man, but calls him teacher.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and thought for a moment, then finally respectfully stepped aside and gave up the forging platform to Mr. Fu.

On the side, Nan Xin and Bai Luoluo were hesitant to speak, as if they wanted to stop them, but in the end they remained silent.

The pharmacist was even more surprised. He couldn't imagine why the old man, whose vitality had been exhausted and whose breathing was about to stop, still had the strength to stand up.

Mr. Fu gently touched the forging table, then took a deep breath, and a flaming hammer like Zhang Yifeng appeared in his hand.

The next moment, Mr. Fu used the meteor hammer technique!

As the rich man's hammer danced, everything seemed to have stopped. The three of them could no longer see anything else, only the flaming hammer that kept falling like a meteor.

After hitting the meteor seventy-two times, the rich man did not stop at all, and actually hit the seventy-third hammer, the seventy-fourth hammer...

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's eyes filled with tears.

Mr. Fu has been studying the meteor hammer method all his life and has been trapped in the seventy-two meteor hammers. However, at this time, he finally broke the shackles and hit the ninety-six meteor hammers.

Mr. Fu is very accomplished in the meteor hammer technique. Once he breaks through, the hammer he hits will be exactly the same as someone who has practiced it hundreds of thousands of times.

Incomparably mysterious and subtle.

Even Zhang Yifeng felt that his Ninety-Six Meteor Hammers were not as good as the old man's hammering skills at the moment.

The old man kept dancing the flame hammer, his white hair was flying, his face was handsome, and his original old age was actually replaced by a high-spirited spirit.

Dang Dang Dang!

All sounds are automatically filtered out, leaving only the beautiful hammering sound like a beautiful piece of music.

The hammering sound lasted for half an hour before it stopped completely.

Mr. Fu calmly put away his hammer and nodded to Zhang Yifeng. After learning the hammering technique from Mr. Fu for so long, Zhang Yifeng naturally knew what Mr. Fu meant and put Mr. Fu's work into the forging furnace for quenching.

This is a sword-like weapon, but it looks more like a long feather.

The four people stared at the forging furnace motionlessly. It was not until three hours later that the rich man said: "The time is up."

Zhang Yifeng brought the bucket and put it into the cold water.

Soon, the water refining was completed and the work was finally completed.

This feather-like war sword is made of vermilion and is made of materials used to forge high-grade weapons. After being forged with ninety-six hammers and then refined in water, it has become a top-grade pinnacle work.

It is a pity that this weapon does not have a beast soul added to it, and the materials Zhang Yifeng took out at the beginning were not the materials for forging a top-quality weapon. Otherwise, this sword may still become a top-quality weapon.

Looking at this work, Mr. Fu was extremely moved.

"Ninety years, ninety years, old man, I finally practiced the meteor hammer technique to the level of ninety-six hammers. It's a pity that I couldn't forge the best weapon. It's a pity." The rich old man shook his head and sighed.

"teacher……"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, a huge sword as dark as a door panel suddenly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hand.

Looking at the huge sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand, Mr. Fu's eyes suddenly widened.

As an experienced old blacksmith, even if he could not determine the grade of the best weapon, he could feel the extraordinary quality of this giant sword from the breath of the weapon.

"This is……"

"This is the weapon forged by the disciples at this forging conference. It is called the Sky-Splitting Mark. It is the best weapon." Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

He once promised in front of the rich old man that he would forge the best weapons in the old man's lifetime, and now, he has done it.

"Excellent weapon!" Mr. Fu looked at the huge black sword in disbelief.

Zhang Yifeng nodded: "Its material is the Chi Jing Iron Mother given to me by the teacher."