MTL - Control The World-Chapter 25 Forging gun

"Big head mighty!"

"Big head domineering!"

The fish heads and sailors on the ten boats shouted in unison. The three crumbling crow boats drove away hurriedly, the bosses were scared out of the water, and they dare to steam? Lao Shou Xing hanged-looking for death.

Ning looked coldly at the walking Nanshan Lord and the crow boat far away.

Floating butchery, don't worry. Sooner or later, these accounts will be counted together! He meditated silently.

"Go, return to the pier!" Ning Wufeng ordered, ten fishing boats to advance at the same time, such as the arrow off the string.

He was rushed to the dock. Fishmongers who haven't left have come to say hello. Zhao Yuer's complexion changed. I didn't expect that the mysterious stall in Qinglong Bay Pier was a boy?

Forced by the situation, he also signalled to greet the crowd.

Ning Wufeng signaled that everyone should continue to do business, and should not falsify. At the same time, he instructed Zhang Beard to wait for the fish head to arrange the funeral of the dead fish head. Then he left the dock.

Before returning for a long time, breathing the faint fishy smell mixed in the breeze of the dock, Ning Wufeng could not help but take a breath and strode toward his own small yard.

"Yo, this is not windless, come back." Hua Sanniang, who delivered meals to his man by the dock in the morning, saw Ning Wufeng, and immediately smiled, immediately trying to stuff him some hot hoees.

"Such a handsome young man, I don't know which little girl is lucky to marry you." A group of mother-in-law looked at Ning Wufeng with a smile.

"Would you like to introduce one to you?" Someone laughed.

Ning Wufeng greeted one by one with a smile, frightened and fled. There was a hearty laughter on the pier of the dock.

Bluestone courtyard, three bamboo houses. It's Ning Wufeng's home. Compared to the Ning family in Jiangning Prefecture, here is more based on his warmth.

He gently opened the far left door of the yard and looked inside. The old man Xuanzang hadn't come back yet. I didn't know where to go for a hangover. He thought for a while, walked into the room where he went, and continued to refine the spiritual power of the purple fox.

Most of the morning had passed, and the spiritual power had been refined to seven or eighty-eight. Ning Wufeng's eyes flashed in a flash. It is worthy of being a beast on the ground, and the spiritual strength is really strong.

Less than 20% of the spiritual power is used to open up the fourth spiritual vein, and when the fourth spiritual vein is opened, his qualifications are very good in Jiangning Prefecture.

But like Ning Wushuang, who opened up five spiritual veins, he has become a genius in Jiangning.

However, the difficulty of opening up the fourth spirit vein is definitely a new level compared with the first three.

And this way of opening up the spirit, he found no one did it. It seems that in everybody's cognition, the spiritual pulse is innate, there are as many as there should be. He also read a lot of books, but did not mention that the vein can be developed the day after tomorrow.

Ning Wufeng would not dare to say too much about these issues to others, only as a benefit of his own traversal. It takes a huge amount of spiritual power to open up spiritual power every time, which really caused him a headache.

Puppet Spirituality!

Ning Wufeng's hand was covered with a layer of white light, and the speed of the naked eye formed a vortex to draw out all the spiritual power in the purple fox, and twisted in the palm of his hand to form a rich white light ball.

So strong spiritual power.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the consciousness controlled the flow of spiritual power in his body and rushed to the position of the fourth vein. The fourth spirit vein is as firm as a rock, and remains motionless in the face of powerful spiritual impact.

Ning Wufeng thoughts and moves. Divided the spiritual power into five, all turned into spiral strength, the drilling rig turned, the impurities blocking the veins were drilled a little bit by him, and the spiritual power was immediately transported out of the body.

Soon 20% of the spiritual power was exhausted, and the fourth spiritual vein opened up less than one-tenth of the distance.

It seems that we have to come back to the two wild animals. He talked about it, but how could a level-level monster like Tongqiao get so easily.

He stood up, untied the purple fox around his waist, and the beasts that had been drained of spiritual power had dried up. The fur was pretty, after all, it was a beast on the ground.

Rinse it and **** dirt from your body.

Ning Wufeng picked up the black iron gun head and washed it by the well water. I do n’t know what material it is made of. It looks like gold but not gold and copper and not copper. It is rusty and eroded. A lot of holes, but still very tentacles.

"I don't know where the bristles found this gun tip. When it's broken and nobody is there, it's still like a baby." Ning Wufeng laughed, but before I saw the power of this gun tip, it was cheap Be foolish and play tricks. If the King of Black and Gold Eyes knew it, he would definitely fight with Ning Wufeng.

However, even if he didn't say that, the King of Black Gold Eyed Eagle would also look for him desperately.

He rubbed the gun blade, and suddenly found that the side of the gun blade was engraved with the small word "Extinction".

"The extinguishing gun, such a domineering name." He stood up, and the simple gun tip was also extremely inconvenient to use. He had to go to Wang Blacksmith to get a gun rod.

When he was settled, he went out after putting on his robes, and brought the purple fox fur with him.

Dangdang Dangdang, the fan was screamed by the apprentice of the little blacksmith, and Wang blacksmith slammed the black iron **** the iron plate.

The huge sledgehammer weighed three to four hundred pounds, as in his hands as everything. If put in Ning Wufeng's previous life, it would definitely be ten times stronger than that of any Hercules.

Because of this world, everyone has spiritual power.

The stubborn iron seemed to knead flour under his sledgehammer, still kneading. The smelted impurities were quickly burned off by the fire.

"It's a big stall," the apprentice shouted sharply.

Wang Tiejiang also put down the hammer in his hand and laughed, "It's really windless, rare customers. Come in fast, don't stand in the wind, get smoked."

He warmly invited Ning Wufeng to enter. The security of Qinglong Bay Pier is well managed, and every household in Qinglong Town has benefited, so it is natural to be grateful to Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng put the tip of the extermination gun in his hand on the iron case of Wang Blacksmith and said, "Master Wang, you have to trouble me with a gun body."

Wang Tiejiang looked at the tip of Ning Wufeng and smiled, "Where it is, it should be."

Immediately, he double-checked and said, "This gun's tip is broken like this, I'm afraid it won't be necessary. I just forged a new gun in the shop. But Pharaoh's my proud work. Xiaohai soon give it Bring it over. "

"Okay." The apprentice rushed to get it.

"Without concealing the wind, you said, this new gun, but it took me more than 70 days. If I put it in the city to identify it, it is definitely a good gun of Zhongjie Zhongpin." Wang Tiejiang said proudly .

It is possible to forge the ranks of Fanzhongzhongpin, and I am afraid that he is the only blacksmith in dozens of towns. Others are looking for it, sorry, only Jiangning House.

Ning Wufeng raised a brow and said with a smile, "Yes. However, the new gun depends on it, and this broken gun will bother Master Wang."

"When you look at the new gun, I'm afraid that the tip of the gun has been thrown a long time ago." Wang Tiejiang laughed, and went to take the tip of Ning Wufeng's hand, and when he pressed hard, his face suddenly turned white.

So heavy gun point! Wang Tiejiang was very horrified. With his hammer of more than three hundred pounds, he had no less than a thousand pounds of power.

He took a deep breath, a burst of aura burst out of his hands, and the strength of the air-breathing quadruple sky was revealed, and he caught the gun again.

But this time the expression on his face was even more horrified. Spiritual power flowed towards the tip of the gun like a pouring flood.

"save……"

Before he finished speaking, Ning Wufeng immediately discovered the anomaly and grabbed the tip of the gun. Wang Tiejiang sat on the ground with his butt.

As it happens, the elementary school student came out struggling to hold a silver dangling spear and exclaimed, "Master, how have you done this?"

He set the silver gun aside to help the king blacksmith. Wang Tiejiang waved his hands, panting, saying, "Just let me rest."

"Master Wang, what happened just now?" Ning Wufeng asked in amazement.

"The big stall is really born with divine power." Wang Tiejiang said sincerely, and he made Ning Wufeng's lightly pointed tip of the gun that he couldn't even move his milk.

Ning Wufeng heard a fog.

"Master, what's going on?" The apprentice asked puzzledly.

"The tip of this gun definitely weighs a lot of pounds." Wang Tiejiang pointed to the tip of Ning Wufeng's hand.

Great weight!

How could this be?

The apprentice also trot over and said, "The master is afraid not to fool people. Can a large stall pick up heavy loads?"

He came over and took the tip of Ning Wufeng's hand. The moment I started, I sat on the ground with my butt. Fortunately, Ning Wufeng's eyes were quick, and he immediately regained the gun point.

How could this be? Ning Wufeng was puzzled. Although the gun tip was heavy, it was absolutely powerless. Looking at the appearance of the master and apprentice of Wang Tiejiang, it does not seem to be cheating.

"And this gunpoint can absorb people's spiritual power." Wang Tiejiang recovered after a while, stood up and said, "I haven't seen anything silver or iron in most of my life, but I still have such a strange gunpoint. See you once. "

He still looked at Ning Wufeng's gunpoint with anxiety, and said.

"I don't know what material Wufeng wants to use as a gun." He no longer sells his silver gun, which is comparable to ordinary soldiers, and instead shakes his head. "No, no, this magical point of the gun, Naturally, the best materials must be matched. "

"No wind, you wait, I'll go as soon as I go." Saying, he picked up the silver gun leaning against the door and strode into the room with a stride.

Ning Wufeng was still looking at the tip of the gun on his hand. Is it really weird? It's just that he didn't feel it himself. Is it because it absorbed its own blood?

After a moment, Wang Blacksmith pulled out a silver box.

The apprentice immediately said, "Yes, master, isn't this the old treasure iron left by your ancestors?"

Spirit iron, but the precious material used to forge the spirit soldier, is a treasure uploaded by the ancestor of the black ironsmith. He has always shown that if he is a family treasure, no one can touch it. Every morning, I burn incense and worship it.

Actually dragged out today, the apprentice looked like a ghost.