Yang Xiaotian and others were very surprised when they heard the child persuade them not to go to the dwarf tribe recently.
"Why?" Yang Xiaotian asked curiously.
At this time, a pleasant voice sounded: "Because something happened to the dwarf tribe a few days ago."
I saw a fifteen or sixteen year old girl walking in front of me.
The girl is plainly dressed, delicate and elegant, with lively eyes and a simple beauty.
"Sister." The child shouted when he saw the girl.
problem occurs?
Yang Xiaotian was surprised. He clasped his fists and said, "I wonder what happened to the dwarf tribe? Please let me know, girl."
The girl did not hide anything, and explained: "A few days ago, the dwarf tribe was attacked by the elves, and many people were killed and injured. They have activated a large formation to protect the entire tribe and refuse everyone to enter their dwarf tribe."
The three Bing Yan Qilin looked at each other.
Yang Xiaotian frowned.
"I wonder what the young master wants to do in the dwarf tribe?" the girl asked inquiringly.
Yang Xiaotian pondered for a moment and said: "I want to find the innate divine iron. I heard that the dwarf tribe has one, so I want to join the dwarf tribe."
The girl looked weird.
Because the elves wanted to steal the innate magic iron from the dwarf tribe, the conflicts between the two tribes continued.
This young man actually wants that piece of innate divine iron?
"You better not worry about that piece of Innate Divine Iron." The child said: "That piece of Innate Divine Iron is the inherited treasure of the dwarf tribe. There is no way they would agree to give that piece of Innate Divine Iron to you."
"The elves wanted to steal the dwarf tribe's innate divine iron, so the war between the two tribes broke out."
Yang Xiaotian sweated.
No wonder the girl looked weird just now.
At this time, the girl said: "My grandfather knows the leader of the dwarf tribe. If you want to join the dwarf tribe, my grandfather can take you into the dwarf tribe."
Yang Xiaotian was overjoyed.
"However, my grandfather went out to mine a few days ago and will not come back for more than a month." Then the girl said.
Yang Xiaotian was speechless.
"I wonder where your grandfather went to mine?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
The girl shook her head: "I don't know about that. He just said he would come back in more than a month. If you are not in a hurry, you can wait here for my grandpa to come back."
Yang Xiaotian cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, girl." Then he took a piece of fine iron and gave it to the other party: "Be careful, girl, please accept it."
The girls and children were surprised when they saw the fine iron in Yang Xiaotian's hand: "Thousand-year cold iron?!" Then they were so frightened that they quickly shook their heads: "This is too precious. The human race is weak, so we should help each other." They refused to accept it at any cost. .
When Yang Xiaotian saw this, he had to give up.
Afterwards, Yang Xiaotian chatted with the girl and asked some things about the dwarves and elves.
Several people gradually became familiar with each other.
Through small talk, Yang Xiaotian learned that most of the villagers living in Tieshan Village were named Tie, and the girls and children were named Tie Qiulan and Tie Xiaodan respectively.
Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh when he heard that the child was called Tie Xiaodan.
After getting acquainted, the young girl Tie Qiulan saw that it was getting late and said: "Mr. Yang, it's getting late. There are many mountains nearby and there are many ferocious beasts. Especially at night, ferocious beasts appear frequently. Otherwise, you guys can arrive first tonight. Let’s live in our house.”
"We also have an unused yard at home."
When Yang Xiaotian was about to speak, he saw a sturdy young man walking out of the village. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old. Hearing this, he said: "Sister Qiulan, our Tieshan Village prohibits people of unknown origin from entering!"
"This guy and his men have unknown origins. You can't bring them into the village!" The tone was hostile.
When Tie Qiulan saw the young man, her pretty face darkened: "Tie Wanpeng, our Tieshan Village only prohibits foreigners of unknown origin from entering. We didn't say it prohibited human races."
This Tie Wanpeng was very domineering. He had been treating her ill since he returned to Tieshan Village from the sect a few days ago because he was a disciple of Tiemen.
Yesterday, a man in the village just said a few words to her and was beaten up by him.
At this time, Tie Wanpeng stood in the middle of the road, shook his head and said: "I said they can't go in, so they can't go in."
Tie Qiulan wanted to speak, but Yang Xiaotian said, "Miss Tie, we don't need to enter the village."
To him and Bingyan Qilin, it was the same wherever they were.
Tie Wanpeng, however, pushed further and said, "Boy, if you know what's going on, you can get out now."
"Get out?" Yang Xiaotian looked at the other party.
Tie Wanpeng said with a domineering look: "Yes, the place you are standing now also belongs to our Tieshan Village. Not only the place you are standing now belongs to our Tieshan Village."
Then he pointed to the surrounding peaks and woods and said, "That place, that place, they all belong to our Tieshan Village."
"Everywhere you can see now belongs to our Tieshan Village."
"Now get out of here as far as you can, out of where I can see you."
When Yang Xiaotian heard this, he shook his head and laughed.
The three Bingyan Qilin also laughed.
Tie Qiulan glared at Tie Wanpeng: "Tie Wanpeng, what are you talking about?" Then she said to Yang Xiaotian: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Those peaks and woods do not belong to our Tieshan Village at all."
Tie Wanpeng looked at Yang Xiaotian angrily: "Boy, do you think it's funny?"
At this time, the Demon Ancestor of Destroying Heaven stepped forward, put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, and waved his hand. He saw that Tie Wanpeng had flown to nowhere and disappeared without a trace.
Tie Qiulan and Tie Xiaodan were dumbfounded when they saw Tie Wanpeng disappear with a wave of his hand.
The two of them looked at the Heaven-Destroying Demon Ancestor and were greatly surprised.
You must know that Tie Wanpeng is a disciple of Iron Gate. He just returned to the village a few days ago and showed his strength in front of everyone in the village. He is a master of the seventh level of Martial King. He can kill a level three ferocious beast with one punch.
Tie Wanpeng is now one of the few masters in Tieshan Village.
After being surprised, Tie Qiulan hesitated and said, "Xiaotian, that Tie Wanpeng, he is a disciple of Iron Gate, you should leave first."
"Iron door?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
Tie Xiaodan nodded solemnly: "The Iron Gate is very powerful. It is the largest sect in Qinghe City."
Yang Xiaotian smiled when he heard the words, but didn't take it to heart. Then he led Bingyan Qilin and others to a small forest in the distance, cut down trees and built four large wooden houses, and surrounded them with a large yard.
Since Grandpa Tie Qiulan will come back more than a month later, he will wait here for Grandpa Tie Qiulan to come back.
When Tie Qiulan saw this, she didn't try to persuade Yang Xiaotian anymore.
The night is quiet.
Yang Xiaotian studied the Thousand Buddhas Sword Way in the wooden house.
On the way, he has completed the Thousand Buddhas Sword Technique. Now, he only needs to master the Thousand Buddhas Sword Technique and fully understand the Thousand Buddhas Sword Technique.
In the courtyard, Yang Xiaotian practiced the Thousand Buddhas Sword Technique over and over again, with the eleventh sword heart in his body looming.
After practicing until late at night, Yang Xiaocai stopped.
Early the next morning, when Yang Xiaotian was still practicing the Shilong Jue, he heard a regular sound of iron striking in the distance.
Yang Xiaotian stopped practicing, walked through the woods, and came to the intersection, where he saw Tie Xiaodan beating yesterday's iron block with a hammer. Under the hammer, the iron block gradually formed a sword shape.
Some people died, but not completely...
