V5.Chapter 156

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
The old man's stomach was very big. Although 1008 was roasted a lot, the old man did not refuse to eat it all.

Seeing such a good appetite of the old man, even he Yiming was also aroused by greedy insects, but he was ashamed to come forward and share a bite even if he was thick skinned.

Although these fish are caught by Baozhu and the seasoning is provided by him, even the barbecue work is also being done. But in his heart, he Yiming still respects the old man very much, so when the old man's request is just a few irrelevant roast fish, he Yiming is still more willing to meet his wishes.

After half an hour, the old man finally burped and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

If an ordinary person, who has not eaten cooked food for 40 years, suddenly eats so many roasted fish at a meal, even if he is not alive, he will eat bad stomach, have a big diarrhea, and have as much diarrhea as he eats.

But this old man is extraordinary. He is a person who has reached the realm of veneration. His cultivation is profound and holy. Even his internal organs have become as strong as King Kong under the continuous washing and impact of true Qi.

Naturally, this roast fish can't bring him any harm, but after being satisfied, the old man's face suddenly showed a trace of embarrassment.

After decades of living on a desert island, except for the white horse on the island, he never met outsiders again.

Now, after eating so many roast fish from each other, all the memories of his previous travels in the world have been recalled one by one, and his face naturally turns a little red.

Of course, this is because he has already seen that he Yiming, baiba and even the pig who can catch fish are not ordinary people, so he has such an expression. If he Yiming and others are just ordinary people, the old man will never care about such a small thing.

Ordinary people eat their food, which is no big deal at all. But it's embarrassing to be rude in front of a master of the same level.

He Yiming and Bai 008 didn't look at the old man. They didn't seem to notice the embarrassment of the old man at the moment, which added a trace of unexpected warmth to the old man's originally cold heart.

Only Baozhu stared at the old man with small eyes, because all the fish he had caught so hard were eaten by the old man, and he didn't even give it any, which naturally made him feel indignant. But when he Yiming and Bai 08 didn't speak, it had nothing to do.

The old man hesitated for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stood up and ran towards the place where he lived.

Baozhu came to he Yiming's feet and arched with his long nose, humming.

Its action seems to be suing. Look at the old man who patted his ass and left after he was full. It's still the fish that my treasure pig worked hard to catch.

He Yiming rubbed his small head with a smile and said, "Baozhu, if you haven't eaten roast fish for 40 years, you will definitely be worse than it."

Baozhu hummed and came to baiba's side and arched.

Get along with it for a long time, although I can't understand its words, I can also guess one or two about its actions.

Baozhu should say that it is impossible to live with 108 without roast fish.

Seeing the little guy's funny performance, he Yiming couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing. However, a moment later, he Yiming stopped laughing and looked in one direction.

The figure in the jungle flashed, and the old man had gone and returned.

He came to he Yiming and stretched out a hand, holding a huge iron block in his hand. Then, he carefully put the iron block in front of he Yiming.

When doing this action, there was a thick color of reluctance in his eyes. However, the old man is not very human. Even if he doesn't give up in his heart, since he has made a decision, he will never regret it.

After taking a deep look at the iron piece for the last time, the old man turned and left, and instantly disappeared in the sight of he Yiming.

He Yiming opened his mouth wide and was confused by the old man's actions.

The old man went back and gave him this piece of iron. Did he want to exchange it for the roast fish he just ate?

Before he Yiming wanted to understand the relationship, Baozhu grunted twice, and then jumped on the iron block without image, and his front hooves tightly hugged the iron block, as if he had hung on bai08 at the first sight in the past, and would not leave anyway.

He Yiming felt a chill in his heart. Of course, he knew exactly what kind of temperament Baozhu was. As soon as he saw its action, he understood that this iron block must be a big deal, and it could never be the kind of street goods that can be seen everywhere outside.

Gently grabbed Baozhu's neck, and he Yiming pulled it up. But the little guy's front feet still held the iron piece tightly and stared at he Yiming pitifully with a pair of small eyes, which made him feel a strange sense of guilt in his heart.

It seems that how unforgivable it is to take this iron piece away from Baozhu.

He Yiming turned his eyes, opened the space of the silver ring, took a moment from it, and took out the shortest dragon and snake horn.

He Yiming didn't even glance at Baozhu when he tossed the horn of the dragon and snake around in his hand.

After half a ring, he Yiming felt that his trouser legs seemed to be pulled by something. He looked down and saw that Baozhu was holding the iron block in his hand high, lining it on his legs constantly, but his small eyes were staring at the horn of the dragon and snake in he Yiming's hands.

He Yiming smiled and sent the dragon and snake horn to Baozhu's hoof like coaxing children, and conveniently picked up the iron block.

Looking back, I happened to see that pair of eyes like gemstones.

Somehow, he Yiming just felt that there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, which seemed to have no emotion at all.

However, when he settled down and looked, his eyes were the same as usual, and there was no difference any more.

He Yiming shook his head and was extremely suspicious. Maybe he read it wrong. How can 1008 have human feelings.

He changed the iron block into his hand with a piece of dragon and snake horn obtained by Baozhu from the dragon and snake nest. He Yiming weighed it, and his heart couldn't help turning slightly.

The weight of the iron block was far beyond his imagination. It seemed that what he held in his hand was not an iron block the size of a fist, but a giant iron stone equivalent to a table.

On reflection, the contents of the world's treasures were recalled one by one in my mind.

After a long time, he Yiming's face changed slightly. Among the rare minerals, he seemed to have seen a description of such items.

It is said that some giant iron ores in the East and West will produce some ores with extremely high iron content. The weight of these ores is much higher than that of ordinary iron ores. If there is a congenital strong person of fire to continuously refine these iron ores, over time, the purity of them will be higher and higher, and finally become the black iron known as the king of iron.

Black iron is one of the best items in the five elements to exercise the golden magic weapon. If a black iron the size of a finger can be put into a magic weapon, its hardness will be greatly improved. If the whole magic weapon is made of black iron

This possibility is very small, because the amount of ore raw materials that can be refined into Xuan iron on the mainland is becoming less and less, and more importantly, if you want to smelt iron ore, you must need a congenital strong man of fire to use fire Qi to cultivate day and night, which will greatly affect the improvement of your own strength.

Therefore, unless it is in the super big sect, it is impossible for anyone to have a large number of dark iron. In the real big sect, I'm afraid it won't really waste so much dark iron. Go to build a weapon alone.

He Yiming suddenly turned several thoughts in his heart. He even thought of the color of flesh pain when the old man took out this dark iron.

However, since the old man can take it out, it shows that although this dark iron is precious, it is far less important in his eyes than the people in the mainland.

In a trance, he Yiming thought of the cave there. In the center of that strange island, no matter how much power a person can exert, he can't blow down the nearby mountain wall.

Nodding slightly, he Yiming saw the dark iron in his hand. He Yiming already knew that there must be a large number of minerals that can refine dark iron on this nameless Island, and the old man must have refined a lot of dark iron after staying on the island for 40 years.

With the strength of his venerable, naturally far from being comparable to an ordinary inborn fire master, the speed of smelting black iron must be countless times faster. Over the past 40 years, the amount of dark iron accumulated is probably considerable.

If it weren't for this, the old man wouldn't be able to give such a precious gift even if his workmanship was ten times better.

After pondering for a long time, he Yiming threw the dark iron in his hand to baiba and said, "brother Bai, this thing is very hard. If you think it's useful, you might as well eat some."

Hundred and eight took it easily, and his eyes lit up instantly. The light like the little sun turned on the iron block for a half sound, and finally stretched out a hand.

This hand glittered in the sunlight, and the next moment it turned into a knife head.

With a sharp knife, he immediately cut off a third of the iron.

He put a third into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Plop..."

A strange voice came from a distance. He Yiming and Bao Zhu were shocked. They turned their heads and looked at each other. They were tongue tied with the same eyes, and some were at a loss.

Not far behind them, a snow-white guy with horns on his head was staring at bai08 in horror.

Its mouth is so open that it gives people a dull feeling.

But under its head, there is a lively fish, dying on the ground.