Little Fatty is here, I am happy from the bottom of my heart, this kid has come at the right time.
Fortunately, I didn't survive the tribulation, otherwise I might not be able to see Xiaopang. Who knows if this seventh tribulation could kill me.
When I put my arms around Xiaopang's shoulders, I fully opened the Qi field and sensed Xiaopang's cultivation level. I don't know what skills this kid has learned from the master from Longhu Mountain. It gave me a very strong feeling. a feeling of.
In any case, the old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is the elder of the Great Punishment Hall, and his strength is extraordinary. After three years of training with him, he is definitely much more powerful than an ordinary practitioner who has practiced for ten years.
When the old heavenly master took Xiaopang away, he said that his bones were very suitable for practicing a secret method of Longhu Mountain. This is just like Bai Maitreya selecting ordinary people with excellent bones to train him. He can do it in one year. Become a super master, and Xiaopang has been learning for three years, so he is naturally not bad at it.
After chatting with Xiaopang for a while, I asked curiously: "Xiaopang, when you went down the mountain, did your master give you any powerful magic weapon?"
"Yes, I'll show it to you." As he said that, Xiaopang stretched out his hands and came in front of me.
I took a look, but didn't see anything. I was very puzzled: "What are you showing me?"
"Look at my wrist." Xiaopang said proudly.
I took a closer look and saw a faint mark like a tattoo on each of the fat man's wrists. The kind that you can't tell without looking carefully.
"What is this?" I wondered.
"This is the magic weapon my master gave me. Let me show it to you." As he said that, Xiaopang shook his hands and his aura rose sharply.
A moment later, a golden light flashed on his wrist, and a pair of huge copper hammers appeared in his hands. They were shining with golden light. Each hammer had eight sides and was covered with dense runes.
This is the first time I have seen someone put a magic weapon on their wrist. Longhu Mountain is indeed a famous and authentic sect, a top sect, and its various methods are also admirable.
"What's the name of this magic weapon?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Eight-faced Purple Gold Hammer, isn't it powerful?" Xiaopang shook the hammer in his hand proudly, danced it twice casually, and then made a "swish" sound through the air.
"I'll try this hammer."
Xiaopang didn't hesitate at all and handed me one of the eight-sided purple gold hammers.
I reached out to pick it up, but what I never expected was that the hammer was so heavy. I couldn't hold it steady, and the hammer fell to the ground, smashing a heavy floor tile on the ground into pieces. Came out of a big hole.
Let me go, this hammer weighs at least several hundred kilograms, and I don’t know what material it is made of.
After being stunned for a moment, I activated my spiritual power and grabbed the eight-sided purple gold hammer again before I could hold it in my hand.
"Why is it so heavy?" I said in surprise.
"It's not heavy. It only weighs 500 kilograms each. My old master said it was made of some kind of meteorite iron. I don't know what it is." The little fat guy scratched his head, looking stupid.
Oh my god, one hammer weighs 500 kilograms, and two hammers weigh a thousand kilograms. If these hammers hit a person, their bones would be shattered on the spot.
However, these two hammers were like toys in Xiaopang's hands, as if they had no weight.
While I was talking to Fatty, Uncle Huzi had already sent the things that Fatty had brought to the kitchen. When he came back and saw that the floor tiles were broken, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "You two brothers are demolishing the house. Why did you smash the floor tiles? It will cost a lot of money."
"I didn't smash it, Xiao Jie dropped the hammer on the ground." Xiao Pang said naively.
"Why is this hammer so powerful? Let me see." Uncle Huzi said, reaching out to pick up the eight-sided purple gold hammer in Xiaopang's hand. I quickly stopped him and said to Uncle Huzi: "Uncle Huzi, I'll take it. This hammer is placed on the ground, and if you can pick it up, you are considered very capable."
Uncle Huzi didn't believe this evil. After I put the hammer on the ground, Uncle Huzi used both hands to lift the hammer. It took him a long time, his face turned red from suppressing it, and the thread of his pants fell apart. He only managed to lift the eight pieces of hammer. The Purple Gold Hammer left the ground a few centimeters and was quickly put down again.
After releasing the hammer, Uncle Huzi sat down on the ground: "My mother, this thing is so heavy. How can you lift it, little fat guy?"
"It's not heavy." Little Fatty said, and threw the eight-sided purple gold hammer in his hand toward the top of his head.
The eight-sided purple gold hammer weighing five hundred kilograms was thrown dozens of meters by Xiaopang, making a whirring sound. When the hammer fell, Uncle Huzi and I ran away seven or eight meters in a hurry. If this thing hits the head, it won't be smashed into a dog's head.
However, Xiaopang took turns throwing the eight-sided purple gold hammer away one by one, like a juggling act, throwing it a dozen times in a row.
"Little Fatty, keep your magical powers, don't throw them away..." Uncle Hu Zi was so frightened.
Xiaopang then put away the eight-sided purple gold hammer. With a shake of his hand, the purple gold hammer disappeared and turned into two faint marks on his wrist again.
This method is indescribable even with divine power.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten. As long as your strength reaches a certain level, no matter how you try, it will basically not work.
If Xiaopang joins our Lao Liu Group, he will definitely become a fierce general.
"Little Fatty, what other methods did your master teach you?" I asked excitedly.
"Xiaojie, I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat? I'll run to you as soon as I get off the mountain. I'm already hungry." Xiao Pang patted his round belly and said.
"Let's eat first, and we'll talk later." Not in a hurry, I asked the little fat guy to eat first.
It happened that Uncle Huzi had also cooked a meal over there, and even made a few more dishes for Xiaopang.
After eating it, I realized the horror of Little Fatty. I didn't even have time to eat the six dishes and one soup, all of which were made by this kid.
Not only that, he also ate eight steamed buns and six bowls of rice, but it was not enough. As a result, I took out a lot of things from the dragon and tiger mirror to barely let him fill his stomach.
No wonder this guy can really eat it with so much effort.
Compared with him, Uncle Huzi's appetite was nothing compared to that of a big witch. Uncle Huzi was also dumbfounded.
This kid's appetite has at least doubled compared to last time.
While Fatty was eating, I suddenly thought of Master Zhou. I felt like I hadn’t seen him for a while, but Fatty was here, so I wanted to ask him to meet him.
Soon I dialed Master Zhou's phone number and came up and said, "Master Zhou, the little fat guy is back from the mountain. I miss you so much. Come over and let's get together."
"Little Fatty is back. That's great. I'll be there right away." Master Zhou said quickly.
"Master Zhou, bring the car over here. I haven't driven for a long time. I will take you for a ride in a while." Xiaopang shouted.
"Well... Master Wu, I suddenly remembered that I still have an urgent matter to deal with. Let's meet another day." With that, Master Zhou hung up the phone.
