It was already dark, and Qin Han stood at the gate of the big prostitute/house, looking at Yang Qi angrily.

"Ha! You are a girl, shouting loudly at the door of the prostitute/the house. What kind of morality is it?" Yang Qi came up and put a big hat on teasing the tomboy. It was quite interesting.

Sure enough, the woman immediately turned angry and blushed: "It's not because of you? If it's not for you, if you weren't for the fireworks so shamelessly, how could I come here!" Although she was always angry when she saw Yang Qi, she was not really blamed this time. She just experienced the concentrated teasing of her sisters at the gate of the prostitute/house, and now her mental state is completely due to the cause.

The opposing debater raised his own defense, it doesn't matter, I have a little meaning: "Haha! You are a girl, and you come to the fireworks place in the middle of the night to find a single man, how is that? "

"You" is an honest child. After a few words, your face turned red and your teeth were staring at you, but you could only get angry. So, good kids must go to the debate team to experience it and increase your ability to speak out. It seems to be far-fetched for future job hunting, employment, and even if you are quarreling with your boyfriend and girlfriend.

In short, after a few jokes, Yang Qi found that the woman was not very playful (?), so he put away his black-bellied soul and asked, "What the hell is it?"

"Hmph!" When talking about the serious matter, Qin Han finally let out a long sigh and pointed to his own carriage: "Come up, come with me, grandpa, please come over." Finally, he added: "For the sake of a bad guy like you, I have to go there, hum!"

Yang Qi ignored this angry girl. He raised his legs and got on the carriage. The coachman shook the reins and started the carriage. He was running towards the distance of the long street. It was late at night, and the Jinghook Gambling House was still very lively, and the noise could be heard from afar. The showdown between the Gambling King and Mr. Jin continued, and Sifeng/Sao also joined in the fun, trying to make a lot of money. But except for the Jinghook Gambling House and various nights of livelihood, the entire Bafang City was quiet.

In this quiet night, Yang Qi heard many subtle sounds. He could hear a few night walkers flying by on the eaves. It was obvious that the undercurrents in Bafang City were surging and not peaceful. But he didn't care about these. He was just thinking about what Qin Han said, Ou Yezi, and asked him to go over.

He only had three purposes to stay in this Bafang City: first, buy spiritual medicine, second, get a little bit of a fight with the Void Sword Saint, third, see Ou Yezi. If possible, it would be best to get a handy weapon. Ou Yezi's status in the martial arts world has been heard too many times, and the scene of today's military rank conference is enough to see one or two.

Ou Yezi is a professional in the world, and is at the top and top position in the blacksmith industry. Those who engage in business understand that the lowest-level modern society is the company that manufactures products, and the best-level company that makes rules. For example, all modern electronic products must use the same certification system, so the one that operates this system and this set of rules is the most upstream and authoritative existence of this industrial chain.

And Ou Yezi is such an existence.

All weapons must be appreciated by him. Only by drawing the pattern of magic weapons can a widely recognized magic weapon. Only by gaining the recognition of Ou Yezi can a weapon show its greatest value. The noon military rank conference will not show its mountains or reveal its waters. As the saying goes, it is like a mountain across the mountain. No matter how excited the blacksmith and his team are, they cannot let everyone feel the turmoil. But the essence in silence is very amazing. Now, we are going to meet the number one person in the forging world.

The carriage passed through the city and came to a relatively remote location. This was a large house with a simple and elegant gate. There were not many carvings on the door, and the houses in the courtyard walls were lush, but they all revealed a simple, sturdy and tough temperament. This temperament was exactly the same as the toughness of Qin Han, and was invisibly integrated.

"It's here, get off."

Yang Qi walked out of the car, but Qin Han did not get out of the car together, but instead instructed: "Grandpa is waiting for you in the innermost part, go by yourself." After that, he called the coachman and the carriage slowly left. Yang Qi looked up at the door in front of him, reached out to touch it, and unexpectedly raised his eyebrows and turned out to be an iron door.

The iron door is made of thick iron plates. When you touch it, you will find that the door is completely solid and very heavy. If you want to push open such a door, the most powerful man will have to do it with eight people.

"If there is no dragon and elephant fourth floor, I'm afraid the door cannot be pushed." Is this considered a threat? What is the purpose? Yang Qi used his hands slightly, and Weng Long used the sound of the door axis turning, the door was completely opened, and the mansion also fully revealed its appearance.

The house is black.

There is no light in any room. When the moonlight in the sky shines, the entire courtyard shows a kind of silence, depth, and heavy. The courtyard with three connections and three entrances has no complex lingering and winding, and it is a layout that you can know how to walk at a glance. The paths in the courtyard are flat, straight, wide, and have a hard style. When you step on the ground, you can feel that even the paved stone slabs are three points thicker than the outside.

Yang Qi took a step and walked towards the backyard. In the silence, there were countless people watching him, but he didn't care. He was tall, free, calm, and straight towards the deepest courtyard. There was a lighthouse-like existence, radiating an infinite sense of existence. It was like a sky-sky fire on the dark wasteland, and it was impossible to ignore it no matter what.

The closer you get, the more you can feel that sense of existence and oppression. Yang Qi couldn't help but smile. It's really a place where we meet in life. Isn't this familiar sense of existence the person in the carriage I met at the city gate that day?

There is a courtyard deep in the courtyard. After pushing open the door of this small courtyard, there is a square yard. In the middle of this courtyard, Yang Qi saw a person.

It was an old man, tall and strong, with white hair and a dragon's beard. He was as powerful as an old Lion King. He was holding a sword in his hand, which was the jade sword that was exclaimed as a great magic weapon during the day. He looked at the sword in his hand with sharp eyes as if he wanted to nail the jade surface to see the atomic sequence. They were all sharp eyes, but Fang Hailong was several levels worse than this old man.

At the first glance of this person, four words appeared in Yang Qi's mind. The huge sense of existence reached the peak when the old man looked up, and it was like an hallucination in his mind. This state is even more than ordinary innate masters. At least in intuition. Yang Qi felt that if the Silver Sword King or the San Miao Madam stood in his current position, he would definitely feel oppressed and at a disadvantage.

But he didn't.

He just stepped in, closed the door with his backhand, and looked at each other with his head held high. The two eyes met in the air, but did not spark any sparks. Just like two mountains with different weather, staring at each other for eternity.

"Okay!" The old man spoke with a strange and calm tone. This "Okay" was not a high-pitched and short scream, nor a strange scream that dragged on a long voice. It was like an old actor cured by a typhoon. It was neither long nor short, neither high nor low, and it fell right in the most stable place. He stood up and raised his hand and clasped his fists, and the muscles on his arms worked, like dragons: "A certain family Qin Qi, contemporary Ou Yezi, are polite." (Imagine the tone of Mr. Gong in "The Grandmaster")

Yang Qi took two steps, then clasped his fists, and replied slowly in an equally calm voice: "Yang Qi, the head of the Yihua Palace, has met his senior."

"It turns out it's Master Yang." Ou Yezi's eyes did not sweep up and down. He just looked at Yang Qi: "President Yang is really a heroic young man. He is full of energy. Shenhua is introverted, steady and calm, and said unreasonably that he can be oppressed by Qin without showing his timidity and fighting back. Master Yang, you are undoubtedly a master of martial arts. Today, he will be happy in life."

"Senior is too good." Yang Qi smiled: "I have only been in the past fifteen years of my skills and my martial arts knowledge are far inferior. There are countless people in the Bafang City who have deeper skills than me, and the word "master" is far from being called "master."

"It doesn't matter whether a master or a master is of high or low skill. Some people, no matter how high their skills are, they are just a skill jar. Some people are as extraordinary as they have no internal strength." Ou Yezi slowly put away his momentum: "Tomorrow, an old friend of Qin also wants to meet Master Yang, and then you can naturally cook wine and discuss martial arts and evaluate heroes."

Yang Qi raised his eyebrows: "Is it the Void Sword Saint?"

"That's right. He originally wanted to see you first, but I was anxious and couldn't wait. It just so happened that the night was dark and there was no hustle and bustle during the day, so I asked you to come here to talk."

The Void Sword Saint wants to see me? This is a bit unexpected, but it is reasonable. Judging from the Void Sword Saint's behavior of holding a ring competition, this Sword Saint is clearly a martial arts nerd. Just like Yang Qi wants to crack the world's martial arts, if he hadn't had this idea, he would never have acted like this. Put himself in his shoes, if he was the Void Sword Saint and Yang Qi appeared in Bafang City, he would have to meet him and talk about it no matter what.

Of course, there are many ways for warriors to talk. The more elegant one is to chat with their mouths, but the way of stabbing with one sword as soon as they meet is actually more direct. If Yang Qi wants to quickly learn about a martial arts and a warrior, he will also use this method. The other party is respected as a sword saint by the Jianghu, then tomorrow's meeting will really be energetic, otherwise it would be unfair if he was killed with one sword.

"Okay, I will be happy to attend the meeting. But why did Senior Ou Yezi invite me to come here tonight?" This made him curious. Ou Yezi is a blacksmith, not a warrior. In close observation face to face, you can also find that although his aura is very strong, he actually has no real energy at all.

"Let me follow me." Ou Yezi turned around and walked towards the house behind. In the entire compound, there was only the room with bright light, red light. Yang Qi followed, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt a sense of heat. He looked at the light source and saw a huge furnace. The fire was burning, and the rolling flames were roaring in the furnace, burning something.

"Huh?" Seeing the shape of the furnace, Yang Qi couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this..."

"It is a hundred soldiers. When I entered the city that day, the furnace almost overturned, but you still stabilized it. Although it is big and heavy, its outer skin is fragile. Speaking of which, it has a relationship with you." Ou Yezi used pliers to clip the same thing from the furnace, which was a burning red iron embryo.

Ou Yezi raised a hammer head, stood beside the anvil, and said to Yang Qi: "Warriors are very particular about talking, so are our blacksmiths. Today I will come to Mr. Yang and say that if you want to talk about it."

Ding, Ou Yezi hit the iron embryo with a hammer. (To be continued...)

ps: It was a bit unexpected... It was so sleepy, but I still insisted.
Chapter completed!