There should be a pair of heart-protecting bronze mirrors. Guan Heng touched the back of the corpse and immediately found another heart-protecting bronze mirror. After a look, he suddenly realized that there was a fist dent on the heart-protecting mirror behind Zhu's back.

The mark is the mark left by Agou's punch from the air, but the mark is not deep.

It seems that this heart-protecting bronze mirror has good defense. It can actually block the fist of black energy. How can ordinary things do this?

Now that he saw the good thing, Guan Heng of course put it into his arms honestly and politely, but in the next moment, something suddenly rolled out from the clothes of the corpse: "Plop."

This is when the key picked up the object. The hole where Guan Heng fell into was at least dozens of feet away from the ground. The position above his head became very small. If Guan Heng had a rope, he could let the six ghosts bring him up.

He found a tree and tied it up before climbing up. Unfortunately, he didn't have a rope on him.

Damn it, this old guy wants to mess with me before he dies.

Guan Heng was holding the key and kicked away the remains. But at this moment, he suddenly saw a vaguely shining thing in front of him, so he shouted loudly: Big Ginger, come here and use it.

Your soul illuminates me, it's really dark here.

After hearing this, the big demon ghost immediately floated over, and the shadow of his soul shrank to the size of a walnut, shining brightly, and the front suddenly became much brighter.

Pa Guanheng stretched out his hand and touched it, and immediately felt what it was: Ha, it was made of pure copper, and there was a handle on it. It should be a door.

Hua Lala weighed the key in his hand, and Guan Heng muttered: If the old guy can set a trap here to ambush others, he must be familiar with the environment. It seems that this place may be his secret lair.

Seeing a keyhole on the copper door, Guan Heng took the key and poked it through without hesitation: see if he could open it.

Click, creak, and the bronze door seemed to respond to Guan Heng's expectations. It immediately opened slowly. Guan Heng smiled slightly and stepped in.

Furnaces, hammers, pliers, bellows, various casting tools, Guan Heng walked around the room behind the copper door and found another door at the back, which probably led to the top. Since there was a way to go, he was not in a hurry.

After leaving, he started searching the room.

After a few breaths, Guan Heng discovered that a wall on the left side of the room was engraved with various text and graphics. Those things looked like a person recording something alone.

Let's first look at what the text says. Guan Heng suddenly flicked his fingers, and six groups of souls gathered in one place, like big lanterns, completely illuminating the entire wall, allowing him to see everything at a glance.

Twenty years of grudges and pain are unforgettable. When Guan Heng saw these words, he couldn't help but muttered: Oh, the words carved on the stone wall are much deeper than other marks. It can be seen that when this person was carving,

There is so much resentment in my heart.

Staring at the words on the stone wall, Guan Heng read them one by one, and thus learned the whole story of the grievances and grudges between a man named Zhu and the Weishui tribe in Songguo Mountain.

Twenty years ago, a great talented forger appeared in King Chongdu. Before he was thirty years old, he had already won many honors and gained a reputation far and wide. That man was Zhu.

Zhu was a self-taught man who was good at forging all kinds of weapons and armor. Because of his superb skills, he was named a royal forger by the Chongguo leader at that time. At a young age, he got everything he wanted, but

The nightmare also started at this time.

Speaking of world-famous armor forgers, the Weishui tribe in Songguo Mountain has naturally been famous for many years. However, Zhu, who was young and energetic and had just become the royal forger, was dissatisfied with the opponent, so he traveled a long distance to Songguo Mountain in the north of Chongguo.

Compete with the other side's best forgers.

Who would have known that as soon as they arrived at the foot of Songuo Mountain, they were stopped by someone. It was a teenage boy who called himself Bi Wuxin.

Bi Wuxin heard about Zhu's arrival from somewhere, so he waited for him here and planned to make some gestures with him.

The other person was just a teenager, and Zhu didn't take him seriously at all. At this time, Zhu wanted to go to the Weishui tribe village and compete with their strongest people.

But this Bi Wuxin was just sarcastic, constantly irritating Zhu, claiming that the other party was not qualified to step into Pinecone Mountain at all, and that if he did not compete with him, he would have to get out immediately.

Zhu Deng, who couldn't bear it anymore, became furious and took action. He pulled out his long sword and wanted to kill the opponent. Logically speaking, Zhu was already a strong man in the red realm at that time, and it was impossible to defeat a child. Although Bi Wuxin had also entered the light red realm, both parties still could not bear it.

There is an obvious difference.

Unexpectedly, Zhu's sword was immediately broken into several pieces after a comparison. It was a handy weapon that he had carefully forged. This moment made Zhu extremely shocked.

The tip of the sword was pressed against Zhu's throat to subdue him. Bi Wuxin claimed that the sword in his palm was made by himself. Not only was the material made of ordinary materials, but it had only been made for more than ten days.

After hearing this, Zhu was shocked and resentful. With a bit of disbelief at the moment, he decided to compete with the child. The two found an abandoned house at the foot of the mountain, laid bricks to build a furnace, and within ten days, they continued to cast ten pieces without sleep.

New sword.

Despite Bi Wuxin's young age, his physical strength is extremely amazing. The last blow of the sword was even half an hour after Zhu Zao was fired.

After the two men finished forging the sword, they rested for the night and officially started the sword fight on the eleventh day.

What Zhu Wanwan didn't expect was that all the swords he made were broken on the spot by Bi Wuxin's sword. He was completely defeated.

After the competition, Bi Wuxin looked up to the sky and laughed, mocked Zhu, and then walked away.

Zhu was originally ambitious and came to Songguo Mountain to compete with the masters of the Weishui tribe. Unexpectedly, he could not compare with a teenage boy himself. This guy was so angry that he vomited several mouthfuls and became seriously ill.

field.

After this battle, Zhu lost his soul and almost fell into a state of madness. The source of his inner demon was Bi Wuxin. Zhu, who never returned to the capital of Chongwang, wandered around, constantly forging armor and equipment to hone his skills. Finally, after five years,

Later, in the ancient country of Youyu, he met Bi Wuxin again.

The two people had a disagreement, so they competed again in the blacksmith's workshop in the bustling city. This time, the topic of the competition was that both sides were casting weapons and armor at the same time, and finally killed each other to defend each other, to see who could persist to the end.

As a result, Zhu was defeated miserably again. His nine-foot giant blade slashed at the opponent's armor more than a hundred times without causing any damage. Instead, it broke the blade and caused blood to flow from the tiger's mouth.

But Bi Wuxin just used a newly made short blade to casually chip away at Zhu's thick bronze armor and even his clothes all over his body without hurting any flesh. He was humiliated once again in front of the public.
Chapter completed!