Chapter 69 Old Ghost Casting

"Well?"

Yin Yifan was stunned when he heard the words, then took a breath, calmed down and said, "What requirements do I need to meet?"

Seeing that Yin Yifan was not impetuous, the old man nodded secretly and said, "With the cold refiner, although I don't ask you to understand the way of water and fire, the requirements for cold power are extremely harsh. You have just practiced the first chapter of the nine parts of Fengchen now.

Yin Yifan nodded, sighed and said, "Do you have to practice the third article?"

"At least wait until you can really release the ice." The old man Lian was silent for a moment and said slowly. He didn't know the details of the nine parts of Fengchen, so he could only vaguely say a general idea.

"Ice body?" Yin Yifan raised his hand silently and carried the extremely cold power in his body. A moment later, a pale frost appeared.

Seeing this, the old man smiled, and then said, "I didn't reach the threshold, but you can learn some formations and strike iron from me first. When you can make the ice out, I will teach you how to cast the machine.

"That's the only way." Yin Yifan sighed in his heart and secretly made up his mind to study the second part of the nine parts of Fengchen as soon as possible. Then he turned his head to look around the mess, moved the corners of his mouth and said, "Where are we going?"

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In the prosperous city

Yin Yifan followed the old man and walked on the street. At a glance, it was still busy.

"Old man, you, a strong man in the seven-yuan realm, will not even have a place to settle down." Yin Yifan looked at the back of the old man and seemed to walk aimlessly, even complaining.

The old man paused slightly and turned around. His face was flat and he couldn't see sadness and joy. He said, "It's really not."

"How is that possible?" Yin Yifan looked unbelievably and said that the old man was too bluffing.

"hehe." The vicissitudes of life finally appeared, gently stroked the long beard, and the old bark-like face wrinkled slightly. The old man Lian smiled faintly and said, "I'm used to wandering. I used to have a home, but I'm not a family, and I don't care about me there, so I don't have a home."

Yin Yifan was stunned for a while, and suddenly seemed to think of something and sighed silently.

"It used to be beautiful, but now my strength has greatly reduced, and I still have to avoid the limelight. Otherwise, if I meet some enemies, my life will be reimbursed." The old man said casually, saying something that was not easy in a relaxed tone.

Yin Yifan gradually felt the old man's state of mind, and suddenly felt some sympathy in his heart. Then the deliberately suppressed mood in his heart couldn't help but feel pain, so he shook his head and asked, "So where are we going now?"

"Find out where there is a blacksmith's shop in the city." The old man started again, with a strong figure, accompanied by stepping, with slight ups and downs.

A blacksmith can also cast weapons, but not weapons and cannot cast arrays. Due to some aspects, there is still some connection between the blacksmith and the caster.

After about half an hour, the two finally found a blacksmith's shop.

Zhenwei Tiexing.

An old courtyard falls in several alleys. In a quiet atmosphere, the sparse beating sound is particularly clear. At the gate of the courtyard, two old wooden doors are half closed. At the sign of the old man, Yin Yifan knocked gently on the door and leaned in to look at it.

No one came out to welcome, and the temperature was slightly higher in the courtyard. A group of naked men are sweating profusely. Either beating, or pulling boxes, next to the stove, a busy scene. I saw an old man lying lazily on a chair. The setting sun sprinkled on his thin figure, pulling out a long oblique shadow. Although it is gorgeous, it is more of a late state.

The old man didn't look outside. As soon as he pushed his big hand, he walked in. He didn't forget to turn back to greet Yin Yifan and said, "Little kid, what are you shy about?"

The thin old man slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were silent, and his wrinkles slowly stretched. The old voice slowly said, "Oh, there are guests coming, iron mouth, come and say hello."

A young man, with a strong figure of nine feet tall, with a dark complexion and crystal sweat. On the face, the simple temperament can be seen at a glance. He grinned, but he stammed intermittently and said, "Two...two, do you want to...buy something...what?

The old man waved his hand and said harmlessly, "Don't buy anything, boss. We just want to find a job."

"Looking for a job?" Yin Yifan was stunned and his eyes widened. He looked at the old man and didn't say anything.

"Looking for a job?" The stuporative voice of the strong young man, who was called an iron mouth, did not stam, and his blank look was a little funny. He took a look at the thin old man who was still lazy and cast a doubtful look.

The old man straightened up, probed his head slightly, squinted, and looked at Yin Yifan, and was also a little hesitant for a moment. Don't say that there are few people who come here to look for a job, and even if they come, they are usually young and strong men. But the two people in front of them are old, young and young, and they don't sell well.

"What can you do?" The old man still asked.

The old man smiled and walked to the stove and grabbed the sledgehammer from a blacksmith's hand very rudely. He stretched out his old hand and pulled out a burned red iron bar into the stove. The scorching breath on it, and the surrounding airflow also rippled slightly. It's just that on the old man's big hand with dark blue power, there is no wave.

At this moment, the hammer wind sounded. The seemingly heavy hammer seemed to have no weight in his hand. Like raindrops, it fell on the iron bar in a hurry.

"Bum...Bum..."

The beating sound is endless, accompanied by dazzling skills, which makes everyone's eyes straighten. This kind of magical technique can obviously be used by the master figures in the blacksmith. The red iron bar is slowly changing its posture at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before long, a sword-shaped weapon was completed.

"Kit, take a closer look!" The old man couldn't take his eyes off. At this time, it seemed to be his most serious moment. His lips tightened, and a small tongue showed his head slightly.

Yin Yifan was stunned when he heard the sound and couldn't help but be careful. He knew that the most mysterious scene was about to be staged, and the old man was demonstrating to himself.

The old man's eyebrows trembled and frowned slightly. One hand grabbed the iron bar that gradually changed from red to blue and black. With the other hand, he put down the hammer and five fingers together. With the closing of his eyes, he meditated something in his mouth.

The wind blows!

The old big hand, five fingers tightened, and at that moment, there was a bang, and cyan runes appeared in the palm of the hand, lingering. With some inexplicable wind blowing, his big hand slowly crossed the iron bar.

"Zhang!"

For a moment, the cyan rune seemed to have found its destination, and all of it got into the iron bar. With the trembling of the iron bar, a blue light, with a sharp sound, rose up.

"Magnet..."

The iron bar sank into the pool beside it, and the tight bubbles rolled up, and a blue and black smoke also rose up. Still, the old man stretched out a finger, and the dark blue power turned into a thin line and slowly drilled into the pool. Suddenly, in the pool, the water flowed up sharply, and the sound of plummeting water shocked everyone.

What's more strange is that the sword-shaped iron bar is abruptly independent and inserted into the water. The water circled up around the sword body, like a slender little snake.

"Ring up!"

After about a cup of tea, it could be seen that the old man's forehead was slightly sweating. After a low shout, he suddenly picked up, accompanied by a click, the long sword broke out of the water, circled in mid-air for a round, and then fell straight into the hands of the old man.

The blue and black sword body is as smooth as a mirror. Looking closely, there seemed to be a faint wind around the sword.

The old man slowly turned his head and showed his usual hip-hop color. He didn't care about everyone's shocked eyes. He looked at Yin Yifan and said, "The material of this sword is too poor to tolerate high and deep arrays. He used some means to barely reach the grade of the best weapon."

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