Chapter 409

After fishing all his life, the old man smiled happily when he was praised. Xu Xian carried the fish. The fish is very strange. The scales on his body change color in the sun, and he is still fresh after leaving the water for so long, as if he had not been affected.

The old man has been fishing all his life. People here call him a fisherman.

With the old man, walking in the field, here still retains the original appearance of farming, wheat ears, water, and peach trees all over the mountains.

Several strong men wielding hoes in the field saw the old man coming from afar and Xu Xian behind him. They laughed and shouted, "old Yu, whose boy is following behind you? Why are you so green eyed?"

The voice was rough and strong, with the unique simplicity of farmers. The old man also replied, "this is a guest from outside."

As soon as they heard that it was a guest from outside, the men were surprised. They put down their hoe and looked at Xu Xian. They were surprised: "it's amazing that we haven't had such a guest for many years. Take Yu Lao first, and I'll catch a chicken for wine and vegetables later."

Another man also said enthusiastically, "I also open a jar of old wine buried at home. Don't be shy, boy. Our place is closed to the outside world, and all the guests come!"

Xu Xian was speechless by this simple enthusiasm for a time. The intrigue of the cultivation world made all monks nervous all the time.

The old man said, "since our ancestors moved here, we have completely cut off contact with the outside world. The last foreign guest was many years ago."

Xu Xian probably knew about this place through negotiation. In order to avoid the war, their ancestors came here and their descendants multiplied here for generations. However... This place has strong immortal spirit and amazing fish power in the lake. This ordinary old man can catch so easily without cultivation, but his strength is enough to sweep ordinary monks. This may be that one side of the soil and water nourishes one side of the people.

Old Yu's residence is a simple house yard with three or four small rooms. There are chickens and ducks in captivity around. In the courtyard, there is a man who eats very strong. He keeps beating with a hammer in his hand and imitates the posture of forging iron. He has a lot of fun.

The boy is only ten years old. The hammer is faster than his head. It's hard for an ordinary adult to pick it up. Here, a child can play so easily.

"Stop playing, tiger. There are guests coming." the old fisherman shouted at the yard. The boy called Tiger put down his hammer and ran over.

"This is my grandson. He doesn't like fishing, but he is fascinated by blacksmithing." old Yu patted the boy's head. The tiger looked at Xu Xian and was not afraid of life. His eyes were curious.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Younger generation, Xu Xian." Xu Xian responded with a fist.

"Xu Xian... Ha ha, that's a good name." the old man paused for a moment on the word Xian and immediately said to the tiger, "don't you say hello when you see someone?"

The tiger smiled and said to Xu Xian, "Hello, brother Xu Xian."

Xu Xian replied with a smile. The old man took the fish to the kitchen, and Xu Xian's clothes were also put up. The sun was just right, and soon they would be dry. Although there was no aura, Xu Xian's clothes lost their array protection, but the material was still put on.

Put on your clothes, the tiger still smashed around in the yard with a hammer. Xu Xian looked curiously. The tiger's tired forehead was sweating. When he saw Xu Xian looking at him, he also ran over: "brother Xu Xian, do you also like making iron?"

Blacksmithing? Xu Xian was stunned. What kind of hobby is this? There are both Dandao and weapon refining masters in the cultivation world. It's even like forging iron.

"I don't understand this." Xu Xian shook her head, and the tiger said she was very disappointed. "Alas, uncle Liu said that when I can beat the hammer method he gave me, I will really teach me how to strike iron."

Tiger son grabbed the hammer and knocked around again. Xu Xian continued to watch when he had nothing to do. He just looked at it and felt familiar. Although tiger son was unfamiliar with the frame for holding the hammer, the hammer vibrated strangely when he dropped the hammer. With the accumulation of tiger son, the power of vibration became stronger and reached a certain node, The tiger seemed unable to control the hammer and got rid of his hand.

"I failed again. This is the tenth day. If I can't learn again, uncle Liu may not teach me." Huzi is very depressed, but there is a shining light in Xu Xian's mind. This shock force is impressively consistent with the method of demon Saint before!

This set of hammer method for striking iron, if turned into a magic weapon, is enough to crack mountains and rivers!

Xu Xian walked over and patted Huzi on the shoulder: "why don't you let me try?"

Huzi was stunned and handed out the hammer. Xu Xian didn't dare to hold anything here. He mobilized all his strength to pick up the hammer.

The hammer didn't disappoint him. It was really heavy. Xu Xian secretly took a breath to avoid embarrassment.

"Brother Xu Xiange, you can also make iron?" the tiger asked curiously.

"It's impossible to strike iron naturally. There are still some experiences with the method of hammering." Xu Xian recalled the tiger's hammer method and waved it once. At the last moment of swinging, the hammer suddenly came out the power of shock. Xu Xian is very familiar with this power, but it's so difficult to control without the support of cultivation at the moment.

First hammer, second hammer, third hammer

With the accumulation of concussion power again and again, Xu Xian's arms are sore at the moment. He can't even compare with a child without cultivation. Xu Xian sighs in his heart that this cultivation can move mountains and fall into the sea. But once he loses cultivation, friars can't even compare with some strong mortals.

This may not be a alarmist. Since there is no cultivation, I simply regard myself as a mortal.

Xu Xian took a deep breath, stood firmly in the footwall, and carefully understood the shock force. The strength of this force needs a point as support, and the iron still needs to be hard.

The hard here is physique and skill.

Xu Xian carefully recalled the previous hammer method of tiger Zi. Although it was a little immature, the end of each hammer was actually a chemical force, and this force did not eliminate this force, but condensed with himself, hid this force, and multiplied it in the next hammer!

The fourth hammer, the fifth hammer

Tiger's eyes are shining and his mouth is wide open. Brother Xu Xian is absolutely deceptive. He also said that he can't strike iron. Only uncle Liu can do such a smooth way of striking iron in the whole village.

At the time of the ninth hammer, Xu Xian's face turned white, and the repressive power in her body had reached the limit. Finally, she could only get rid of the hammer. This throw directly hit a deep dent in the front yard.

Xu Xian found that she was already sweating and had been fighting with cultivation. It's really fun to really rely on the flesh today!

The heart is even more excited. This hammer method clearly contains a kind of road. After all, Xu Xianxi's shock force is only incomplete. Now when he is hammered down, he has to touch a higher level!

The tiger looked adored and ran over to hold Xu Xian's thigh: "brother Xu Xian, you also said you can't strike iron!!"