Chapter 764

Shen Feng looked at the "stone" on the table and smiled bitterly. He didn't know what it was. He could make uncle Xian so excited.

After about five or six minutes, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the door.

"Bang." The door of the room was directly knocked open.

Uncle Xian rushed in directly with an old man in gray clothes. The old man was strong, dark and had divine eyes. This man was the old owner of Mingdao villa, Xia Xin's grandfather, Xia yuan.

Xia yuan looked at Shen Feng and said to Uncle Xian, "what's the matter? Why are you so irritable today."

"No, you see... What is this?" Uncle Xian didn't introduce himself to Shen Feng. He directly pointed to the humble "stone" on the table.

Xia yuan looked in the direction he pointed out, and his eyes were stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he took an arrow step forward, picked it up, looked at it carefully and said, "spirit meteorite, it's really spirit meteorite! Ha ha, I didn't expect to see the spirit meteorite iron in my lifetime. God really treated me well. "

This thing is inconspicuous in the hands of Shen Feng and Meng Lao, but it is the best treasure for these knife makers.

"Where did you get this?" Xia yuan asked Shen Feng excitedly.

"This... This is given to me by master Meng." Shen Feng replied.

"Which old man Meng?" Xia yuan continued to ask.

"Zhongping Mengjia."

"The old boy has such a treasure. He's still hiding it. When I see him next time, I'll scold him." Xia yuan thought again, frowned and said, "no, he shouldn't give it to you for no reason."

"It seems to be an ancestral treasure. Old Meng thought it was useless in his own hands, so he gave it to me." Shen Feng explained.

"That's it?" Xia Yuan said to Shen Feng.

"Er... It seems so simple." Shen Feng didn't say he helped the Meng family solve the Feng Shui Bureau. After all, it's not a glorious thing for the Meng family.

"Although this spirit meteorite iron is a good thing, it is not big. It can only be used to make a dagger or some small concealed weapons. How are you going to use it?" Xia yuan stared at Shen Feng,

"Repair the knife." Shen Feng looked at the Baizhan Dao on the table.

Xia yuan picked up the Baizhan Dao, looked at it carefully and said, "it's really my pen in Mingdao villa, but such a good spirit meteorite iron seems to be a violent thing to repair this Dao."

"I just need to fix this knife." Shen Feng replied.

After listening to Shen Feng's words, Xia yuan thought for a moment and continued: "well, this spirit meteorite iron is used as a blade. I'll add some good ores to make a brand-new furnace sacrificial knife with the furnace sacrificial knife. I'll give you the new furnace sacrificial knife, too. How about it?"

"I just want this knife!" Shen Feng stared at Baizhan Dao with a trace of firmness in his eyes.

Xia yuan frowned. As a knife maker, he also knew the persistence in Shen Feng's heart. Although the spirit meteorite might be able to create a better knife, the persistence could not be replaced by a better knife.

"Well, as you say." Xia yuan nodded, and then said to Uncle Xian, "Xiao Jiang, please inform me. The original sacrifice knife will be cancelled and a spirit meteorite knife will be created!"

"Yes, villa leader." Uncle Xian answered, turned and left.

"Villa leader!" Shen Feng was surprised. He didn't expect that the old man's identity was the villa leader.

The villa leader said everything. Somehow he got the sacrificial knife in advance, and he didn't use what old Yin gave him.

"By the way, little brother, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Xia yuan. I'm the owner of Mingdao villa." Xia yuan smiled and said.

"My name is Shen Feng." Shen Feng answered, then took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Xia yuan with both hands: "villa leader, this is my intention. The sacrificial knife you forged was cancelled, which can also be regarded as making up for your loss."

Before Shen Feng went up the mountain, he heard the boss say that a sacrificial knife is worth hundreds of millions. Now Mingdao villa is going to use the sacrificial furnace to forge Baizhan knives for himself. He must want to express it.

"I've received your intention, but I can't ask for money. It's worth forging a weapon with spirit meteorite iron in my life." Xia yuan smiled at Shen Feng.

In the eyes of these knife makers, it is more important than anything to forge a peerless good knife.

"This..." when Shen Feng hesitated a little, Xia yuan continued to Shen Feng: "I've informed you about this. It's settled. Open the offering furnace and cast the knife the day after tomorrow."

With that, Xia yuan will return the spirit meteorite iron to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng didn't receive the spirit meteorite iron, but presented the damaged hundred battles sword with both hands: "the villa leader doesn't have to give it to me. Let's put both of these things with you for the time being."

Xia yuan saw that Shen Feng believed in himself so much and nodded with a smile. No matter how he cast the knife, he had recognized Shen Feng in his heart.

Then Xia yuan turned and left, because he temporarily changed the sacrificial Dao to be cast, and the whole Mingdao villa was busy

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Outside Mingdao villa, lights are on in every tent. Most of the tents they live in are large tents, and there are also small tents, but only a few.

At this time, in a large tent in the center, a 30-year-old man was sitting cross legged. A faint layer of "Qi" was lingering around him. There was plenty of aura in the mountains. He was taking advantage of this opportunity to cultivate internal Qi.

This man is Xia housong, the eldest young master of Nantian League.

"Young master, young master." A man's call came from outside the tent.

"Come in." Xia housong put away his internal Qi and slowly opened his eyes.

When the tent was opened, a young man came in lightly, "young master, something seems to have happened in the villa."

"What's up?" Xia housong frowned and hurried out of the tent.

I saw that the villa, which had been quiet, became lively again, but across the high wall, I couldn't see the situation inside. Moreover, people outside seemed to be aware of it. They all whispered, and the content of the discussion was nothing more than something that might happen in the villa.

"No matter what happens, this sacrificial knife is mine!" Xia housong stared at Mingdao villa with a trace of essence in his eyes.

Having said that, he was still a little uneasy, because Shen Feng never came out since he went in. He didn't know that this sacrificial knife had been "reserved" by Shen Feng half an hour ago.

Not only him, but also a middle-aged man in Gray was staring at the villa outside a single simple tent not far away