At the same time, outside Tieguan Mountain, the Iron Sword Sect and the others reached the edge of their sight.
"Snapped!"
When this slap landed loudly on Song Yi's face, everyone was stunned.
Song Yi was startled, then lowered his head.
"I'm sorry, elder, it was my fault."
Song Yi whispered, half of his face was swollen, and there was a clear palm print on it.
"Huh! You understand, you know you are wrong."
The elder of the Iron Sword Sect had a gloomy face and his voice was as cold as ice slag. He had suppressed his anger for a long time on Tieguan Mountain, and it was only then that he burst out:
"The sect has given you so many good things and made you a priority in training. They even asked me, an elder, to accompany you all the way up the mountain for an agreement between you and Zhao Hua. Do you think it's just to see you embarrassed?"
It was quiet all around, everyone lowered their heads and said nothing.
"You want to make things bigger, I don't blame you. But you still made things bigger after you failed. Is it because you think the sect is not embarrassed enough?! All of you, please listen to me clearly."
The elder of the Iron Sword Sect turned around and glanced fiercely at all the Iron Sword Sect disciples present:
“We, the Iron Sword Sect, can accept anything, but we cannot accept ‘failure’!!——”
"Yes, elder!"
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all bowed their heads and agreed.
The anger in the Iron Sword Sect elder's heart subsided slightly, and he said:
"What's that boy's name?"
"Go back to the elder, my name is Yang Ji."
Shi Qing said quickly.
"Hmph! This last thing on this trip to the Iron Crown Sect is the only highlight of your work. With this matter, I can at least explain it to the sect."
The elder of the Iron Sword Sect glared at Song Yi and said harshly.
"The fact that the Iron Crown Sect has such a talented disciple is definitely a disaster rather than a blessing for our Iron Sword Sect. I know that you all have some private connections in other sects. Keep an eye on him! As soon as you find him coming down the mountain, find a way to kill him immediately.
"
"Yes, elder!"
The crowd shouted loudly.
Snapped!
The elder of the Iron Sword Sect flicked his sleeve and turned around with a snap sound.
…………
In the splendid palace, after Zhao Hua and his Iron Sword Sect disciples celebrated, only Yang Ji and Zhao Hua were left in the room.
"Yang Ji, I really want to thank you this time."
Zhao Hua sat down on the red sandalwood chair with a relaxed expression and exhaled the smell of alcohol. He had just been with his junior brothers and drank the last jar of magic wine rewarded by the elder.
"Where. Senior brother is still very strong."
Yang Ji smiled.
"Haha, I'm not stingy. I got a lot of benefits from dealing with Elder Song Yi this time. These things are all yours."
Zhao Hua shook his sleeves, took out a purple sandalwood square box from inside, opened it and saw six round and clear pills, dazzlingly shining, arranged in a circle.
Yang Ji was shocked. Seeing what Zhao Hua meant, everything in this box actually belonged to him. Six "Dali Pills" were equivalent to Zhao Hua's salary for half a year. He only said a few words,
He actually wanted to give it all to himself.
"this……"
Yang Ji hesitated. Although he didn't mind taking benefits from Zhao Hua, but being paid for half a year... I'm afraid he would be suspected of being "greedy".
"Haha. Don't worry. This is actually not mine, but Song Yi's. We always win in every competition. Although there are many things here, I get more benefits. In addition to the rewards for elixirs
, the elder has just promised that you can enter the Scripture Cave again."
Zhao Hua laughed and said. He is also a smart man. How could he not know what Yang Ji was hesitating about?
"Tibetan Scripture Cave?"
Yang Ji looked curious. He didn't know there was such a place in Pai.
"Haha, why do you think Lin Qingyan and I don't show you the scripture paintings? It's not that we are stingy. It's just that we can't take them out at all. All the scripture paintings are in the scripture cave. According to the cave entrance time rewarded by the sect,
Long and short, look at the martial arts. You must choose martial arts according to your own level. If you are too greedy, you will lose more than you gain."
Zhao Hua took turns pinching his fingers. He paused and said:
"I originally wanted to give you a martial art, but - looking at your current appearance, you probably don't need it at all."
Zhao Hua said with a smile on his face. Yang Ji got his "Baxia Futian Fist", and Lin Qingyan's "Dian Mu Sword Technique", and he also had an excellent "Immortal Sword".
At this time, Zhao Hua really couldn't find any martial arts that could be used as a reward for him.
"I see. Then I will be disrespectful. Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao!"
Yang Ji nodded and put away a box of six "Dali Pills".
Zhao Hua smiled indifferently and didn't care. He didn't lie. He got a lot of benefits this time. In addition to other prizes from Song Yi, there were also rewards from the sect. In comparison, six powerful pills were really nothing.
However, Zhao Hua is not good enough to be a "good guy". If he was really so talkative and "happy to do good deeds," Lin Qingyan and the others wouldn't be so afraid of him.
Yang Ji helped him understand the "Ba Xia Fu Tian Fist", but the two times he took action against Song Yi at the last moment in the square really amazed him!
The keen perception of the enemy's weaknesses and the ability to grasp fleeting opportunities... Yang Ji's ability even surpasses that of the two "highly powerful" senior brothers he and Song Yi.
character!
These six powerful pills were not so much a thank you to Yang Ji for helping him, but rather a sign that Zhao Hua felt the importance of Yang Ji and specifically used this to win over him.
As long as Yang Ji feels his generosity, the interests between the two will become deeper and more stable. Then Yang Ji's advantages will be transformed into his advantages in disguise, just like this cooperation!
——Others say he is insidious and cunning, but little do they know that he is just more keenly aware of his own interests than others!
After sending out six powerful pills, the atmosphere between the two became more and more easy-going.
"Haha, seeing how your eyebrows are furrowed, there must be something going on. Why don't you stay here specifically to ask me?"
Zhao Hua glanced at Yang Ji and smiled.
Outside, a disciple had already brought in the brewed tea. Zhao Hua picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Um."
Yang Ji hummed and said straight to the point: "Brother, what is the ring on Song Yi's hand today?"
With one word, Zhao Hua's face darkened and the smile on his lips disappeared.
"Is this what you want to ask?"
Zhao Hua said.
"Hmm. I see that the other senior brothers are relatively confused. Only senior brother calls it a blood magic weapon. But I have been involved in martial arts for a while. I have never heard of the word blood magic weapon before. Please teach me."
Yang Ji said seriously.
For others, just one thing happened today. Zhao Hua defeated Song Yi. But Yang Ji was different.
In Song Yi, Yang Ji saw a new direction in the path of martial arts. In the past, Yang Ji only paid attention to martial arts, martial arts, reactions, combat skills, body skills... these aspects. But Song Yi opened up
A new window.
Before, Song Yi and Zhao Hua were fighting on equal terms. But when Song Yi used that simple, rough, and inconspicuous black iron ring, the situation in the square suddenly changed.
Song Yi's strength exploded and he directly suppressed Zhao Hua, turning defeat into victory. Only then did Yang Ji speak out to give Zhao Hua some advice.
"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Because this kind of thing is very rare. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that Song Yi actually had a ring-shaped blood magic weapon."
Zhao Hua said slowly, his expression became much heavier. There were no outsiders now, and he didn't need to hide anything in front of Yang Ji.
Although he defeated Song Yi this time with the help of Yang Ji, Zhao Hua felt heavy in his heart whenever he thought that Song Yi had begun to possess the "blood weapon".
At least in this aspect, I am lagging behind him again.
"You know fine iron, right?"
Zhao Hua raised his head and continued.
Yang Ji hummed and nodded.
"Fine iron is made from ordinary iron ore. It takes a very skilled master to forge it for several years. Six thousand kilograms of fine iron is constantly forged. If you are lucky, it will take about ten to fifteen years.
Around the year, something the size of a mung bean can be produced. That thing is the 'Iron Mother'! - The ring on Song Yi's hand is made of the Iron Mother."
Zhao Hua said calmly.
"ah!!"
Yang Ji exclaimed and opened his eyes wide. Although he knew that the thing in Song Yi's hand was very precious, Yang Ji did not expect that it would be so precious.
"Iron mothers only exist by chance. Some fine irons have them. Some fine irons don't. The ring on Song Yi's hand, although it looks so small, is only as big as a ring, but it costs at least one hundred thousand yuan.
Jin of fine iron. And this is just the insignificant first step in forging the black iron blood magic weapon. Compared to the entire difficult forging process, this is just an ordinary part of it."
Zhao Hua closed his eyes with a look of fascination on his face. Although he was a senior brother, he did not have any blood magic weapon.
Yang Ji's heart was filled with emotions. Song Yi's ring looked inconspicuous, but the story it contained was far from simple.
However, Yang Ji also noticed a word Zhao Hua accidentally mentioned:
"Senior brother, you just mentioned the black iron blood magic weapon? Are there other levels of magic weapons?"
"Ah!"
Zhao Hua was startled, came to his senses, and said with a smile:
"You are attentive. Regarding the blood magic weapon, I did hear detailed information from the elders. Since you want to know, there is no harm in telling you."
Zhao Hua even gave away six powerful pills, not to mention some secret information about the "blood weapon":
"There are four levels of blood magic weapons, namely black iron, bronze, silver and gold. The so-called black iron blood magic weapon, I have told you, requires a large amount of iron mother. It also absorbs the essence and blood of specific ferocious beasts.
Only with soul can it be formed.”
"The bronze blood magic weapon is made from the 'Ten Thousand Years Bronze Mother', which is even rarer. It also needs to absorb the blood and soul of more powerful ferocious beasts."
"The silver is made of lunar gold. This is a special metal that is very rare. It contains a lot of star and moon power."
"As for the last golden blood magic weapon, haha... Even the elders have only heard of it. It is used by people at the martial saint level. It uses the sun formed deep in the earth in ancient times when the heaven and earth were red and hot.
Fine gold. This kind of thing is extremely yang and strong, and is in harmony with the Qi and blood of the Martial Saint. It is very rare."
…
Zhao Hua eloquently explained the information about these four blood magic weapons, which made Yang Ji fascinated.