The old man waved his hand to close the door of the shop, then signaled Lin Xiu to sit down like himself, looked at the gloves in his hand complicatedly, then closed his eyes, and fell into the long memory.
"A long time ago, in a sect specialized in refining weapons, there appeared a disciple with amazing talent. He could refine elemental weapons when he was in the spirit fusion state, and he even successfully refined mysterious weapons when he was in the earth element state. He is highly expected by the whole sect, and he believes that this disciple is likely to successfully refine the artifact in the future." The old man's face was a little sad.
"After this disciple refined the profound weapon, he felt that there was no more means of refining the weapon that the sect could teach him, so he took the initiative to find his master, the master of the weapon refining sect, and told him that he wanted to go to the mainland alone. Traveling, in order to increase my knowledge, trying to improve my refining ability."
"The young disciple who left the protection of the sect was quickly dazzled by the colorful world outside. Relying on his own strength and his skill in refining weapons, he successfully captured the hearts of many young female cultivators. In the end, The young disciple who lingered in the gentle village gradually forgot his purpose of leaving the sect, and he settled down in a remote area."
"The young disciple of the Qi Sect who was honored by the people in the small area gradually lost his determination to forge ahead. After leaving the sect for decades, his level of refining weapons did not increase but declined. Because he had been away from the sect for too long, When I grow up to a young disciple, I almost forget my sect, and also forget my ambitions back then."
"Until one day, he was found by someone who used to be in the sect. The person who came was soaked in blood. He just had time to tell him that the sect was destroyed. He was asked to keep his name and live a good life. If he didn't want to take revenge, he would just die."
When the old man said this, his eyes were red, and his hands were clenched tightly, making a clicking sound.
His voice became hoarse.
"The young disciple finally woke up from then on. He left the place where he lived, and began to investigate who destroyed the entire Artifact Refining Sect. Finally, he found out that the one who destroyed the Artifact Refining Sect was a person he could not at all A colossal monster to counteract. Not to mention that he can only refine profound weapons, so what if he can refine artifacts? In the face of such an existence, he will still end up in ashes."
Two lines of turbid tears flowed from the old man's eyes, and they splashed onto the ground with a bang, causing a layer of ripples.
Lin Xiu's heart was also throbbing at this moment. He began to sympathize with the young disciple in the story. Facing a strong enemy is not scary, but the scary thing is that you don't even have the strength to resist.
The old man didn't continue talking, but just sat there in a daze, lost his mind after a while, and then threw the glove to Lin Xiu.
"Boy, it's yours."
Lin Xiu didn't look at the gloves, but just looked at the old man silently, and said softly, "Senior, what happened next?"
Laughed twice, the old man seemed to be a little relieved by Lin Xiu's words, and then continued: "Later, the young disciple went to a place far away from the Zengzong sect under his name, and then started to refine weapons crazily, trying to successfully refine them. Create a weapon of good fortune, and rely on the appeal of the craftsman to take revenge."
"Did he succeed?"
"What do you say?"
After being silent for a while, Lin Xiu opened his mouth and said, "Senior, I will accept this glove. If the boy is lucky enough to become a strong one in the future, he will definitely do his best."
After finishing speaking, he bowed to the old man again, then turned and left the weapon shop.
"Boy, that glove is called Zhefeng." Just as Lin Xiu stepped out of the shop, an old man's faint voice came from behind him.
Seeing Lin Xiu's back gradually going away, the old man bowed his head and said to himself: "Boy, I don't ask you to help me avenge my revenge in the future, I only hope that you will not let the wind and dust fall."
Now that Zhefeng had been sent out, the old man who had put his mind to rest stood up straight, with a tyrannical aura rising to the sky, and muttered to himself: "I should go back and have a look while this old bone is still moving." gone."
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Lin Xiu, who got the windshield, was not as happy as he imagined. He was not in a hurry to go back to the inn, but just wandered aimlessly on the street.
The old man's strength is at least at the Tianyuan realm, even with such strength he can't protect what he wants to protect, so what can he do?
Become stronger! Only with strong strength can we protect what we care about.
Lin Xiu, who was thinking about his own affairs, didn't notice that not far from him, there was a man with a scar on his face, who was rapidly approaching him under the leadership of a brown bug.
When Lin Xiu came to a deserted alley, the man with the scar face suddenly rushed out, drew out the short blade between his waist and abdomen, and slashed directly at Lin Xiu's face.
Lin Xiu, who was still in a trance, woke up instantly after feeling the fierce murderous aura, and used the startling step as if instinctively, avoiding the opponent's ultimate move dangerously.
"Who are you?" Lin Xiu shouted angrily.
"Little bastard, don't you remember who you killed? I'm the one who wants to kill you today." The scarred man roared ferociously.
Hearing this, Lin Xiu came to his senses. From his birth to now, he had only killed two robbers in the depths of the jungle before, so this scarred face must have avenged those two, but he didn't know who the other party was. How did I know it was my own doing.
The current situation is bound to be unfavorable, and killing people is prohibited in Black Wind City. It seems that this scarred face wants to solve it quickly.
Lin Xiu, who understood the opponent's plan, did not have any worries in his heart. Although his injuries have not completely healed now, after swallowing the Hanling Pill, his Yuanli has made great progress compared with the past. Even if this person is at the bone tempering level, he Dare to fight now.
After dodging the opponent's blow again, Lin Xiu took out the wind-shielding glove he had just obtained, and quietly injected Yuanli into it.
After putting on the gloves, Lin Xiu finally started his own counterattack, and the shot was the most powerful martial art besides Feng Guo Wuhen - Shaking Mountain Fist.
Bang!
There were bursts of sound when the glove connected with the short blade.
It's just that the glove was not damaged, but there was a big gap in the short blade in the hand of the scarred man.
Seeing that the short blade was damaged, the burly man with a scarred face didn't show panic, but a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, boy, if you are sensible, obediently present the gloves in your hand to the uncle, maybe I will spare your life."
"That depends on whether you have the ability to take it." Lin Xiu was unmoved.
"I think you are looking for death." The scarred man's face was full of viciousness.
The figure rushed forward suddenly, the short blade whistling in his hand caused bursts of piercing sound, and the big man with the scar face rushed towards Lin Xiu again.
Lin Xiu, on the other hand, was content and fearless. He landed on the ground with his hind feet, and killed him like a sharp sword. At the same time, he turned his palm into a fist, and slammed hard at the head of the scar-faced man.
When the short blade approached Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu's footsteps were easy, and he easily avoided the vital point. The scar-faced man was not so lucky. Although he tried his best to turn his head, Lin Xiu's fist was still strong fell on his head.
With a loud "bang", the big man with the scar face was directly knocked to the ground.
He struggled to get up, but how could Lin Xiu give him a chance? Lin Xiu, who came close to him, kicked the scar-faced man,
It made his body fly away like a kite with a broken string.
Suffering heavy injuries in succession, the scar-faced man no longer had the strength to stand up. He spat out blood and looked at Lin Xiu who was walking step by step, his eyes full of pleading.
However, Lin Xiu didn't pay any attention to it. He picked up the short blade of the scar-faced man who was knocked to the ground with his feet, and then kicked towards the scar-faced man.
"laugh!"
Lin Xiu walked out of the alley without looking back. After fighting for so long, the soldiers in Black Wind City must have been alarmed. He had to leave here immediately.
As Lin Xiu expected, a group of soldiers from Black Wind City appeared next to the dead scar-faced man shortly after he left the alley.
The leader of the soldiers has long been used to the scene in front of him. Although Black Wind City prohibits fighting in the city, in fact, there are not a few people who die unexpectedly every year.
After ordering the soldiers under him to dispose of the corpse, the small group of soldiers quickly left and disappeared.
