Volume 1, Chapter 140 Organ Trap

"You can visit, why can't I visit?"

Chu Linguang asked again.

"How dare you talk to me like that."

A cold young man named Song Wendong.

He is a child cultivated by the Zhao family, relying on his own self-cultivation, coupled with the background of the Zhao family, and the fact that the Zhao family is now involved with Ye Chen, the southern region will soon become the back garden of the Zhao family.

Song Wendong has a natural sense of superiority towards everyone.

"It sounds like you are a big shot, but if you are a big shot, why don't you stay at the door early in the morning, waiting for them to open the door, why don't they invite you in."

Chu Linguang sneered.

"Asshole!"

Song Wendong was furious and wanted to slap Chu Linguang.

"Don't make trouble."

The middle-aged man is one of the senior members of the Zhao family, called Zhao Jin.

In front of the master of ironware, he didn't want Song Wenbing to cause trouble.

"If you have the guts, don't run away."

Song Wenbing glared at Chu Linguang.

"You guys don't come in with me."

Chu Linguang chuckled, strode forward, came to the door, and pushed open the gate of the temple.

"you……"

The expressions of Zhao Jin and the others changed drastically.

The gate of this temple can only be opened by the iron master himself. If someone else opens it forcibly, the iron master will be angered.

this door.

In the eyes of many refiners.

Once it is opened by someone, it is like being forced to do business forcibly, to refine magical weapons for others.

And how honorable a craftsman is, he is comparable to a pharmacist.

Whoever comes to ask the refiner to refine the sharp weapon of the magic weapon is not waiting in line for the refiner to come and open the door. Almost no one dares to open the door of the refiner's room and do such an insulting behavior Come.

Zhao Jin and the others all took a few steps back quickly at the same time, wanting to tell the iron master that they did not push the door open, but Chu Linguang.

"Old man, get up and refine the weapon."

At the same time, Chu Linguang's voice made everyone almost scream.

Chu Linguang actually called the master of ironware an old man?

"Come out, dare to disturb the Iron Master Qingxiu, I will take you..."

Song Wenbing felt that this was an opportunity to teach Chu Linguang a lesson. On the one hand, he could vent his anger, and on the other hand, it would not arouse the disgust of the iron master.

"boom!"

It's just that when he just stepped forward and wanted to pull Chu Linguang out of the door, Chu Linguang kicked the two doors behind him, and the door was closed immediately, because Song Wenbing's nose was hit unexpectedly.

Nosebleeds flowed out, and he clutched his nostrils, his expression distorted for a moment, and he was about to scream, but was scared back by Zhao Jin's look.

"What is the identity of this person?"

Zhao Xun'er looked puzzled.

Chu Linguang looked confident. He didn't know if he knew that there was a master craftsman living in it, or he didn't pay attention to the master craftsman at all.

"Let's see if he can come out."

Zhao Jin was also full of curiosity.

In the temple, the master of ironware is burning firewood and cooking in the kitchen. He is over sixty years old, with a chubby figure, he looks like a cook, not at all like a craftsman.

Hearing Chu Linguang's voice, he ignored it and continued to cook with firewood in the kitchen.

It was as if no one had ever come into the temple.

Chu Linguang, who just entered the temple, discovered that there are various organs hidden in the temple.

If he hadn't mastered the sharp eyes and saw the problem in time, otherwise, even if he is a strong man in the divine realm, if he rushes in at this moment, he will trigger several dangerous organs.

At that time, I was afraid that I would suffer a little.

It's a pity that under the keen eyes, Chu Linguang can clearly see the flaws of these organs.

He walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the iron master.

Blood King once said to him.

The iron master has a strange temper, and likes to set up traps in the temples that he is proud of.

As long as someone can go one third, he will meet the other person.

If he can reach two-thirds of the time, he will personally help others refine the magic weapon.

If this person can successfully pass through all the traps, then he will help the other party refine the magic weapon for free, and it will be guaranteed for life.

So Chu Linguang didn't have to worry about whether he would offend the iron master.

Not long after, Chu Linguang left one-third of the way, and he successfully avoided or skillfully resolved all the traps.

The iron master, who was burning wood and cooking in the kitchen, was indifferent at first, but when he noticed the change in Chu Linguang's footsteps, he couldn't help being surprised, and couldn't help but put down the firewood in his hand.

in a while.

Chu Linguang walked two-thirds of the way.

The organ trap was not attracted by him.

During the process, there were several difficult and dangerous fortresses, but Chu Linguang resolved them one by one and successfully avoided them.

"What's the origin of this guy?"

Tie Qi couldn't help standing up.

It has been a long time since I was able to go to two-thirds.

You must know that he is usually idle and free, and he is studying the traps in the temple. The traps in the temple seem to be common, but in fact, they affect the whole body. If he is not careful, he will die in hell.

Over the years, in order to obtain the opportunity for him to refine weapons, I do not know how many desperadoes came and tried to force their way into the temple, but in the end they ended up with blood spattered on the spot and no bones left.

After a while.

Chu Linguang came to the last organ.

The iron master who was burning firewood and cooking in the kitchen also came out of the kitchen at this moment. When he saw that the person was a young man like Chu Linguang, the iron master looked curious and ugly.

The person who cracked the trap of his mechanism turned out to be a young boy, which made him unbelievable.

"Although the mechanism is good, it is a pity that it is not useful."

Chu Linguang successfully avoided the trap of the last layer of organs, and came to the iron master, he said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehehe, tell me, how did you see that there was something wrong with these mechanism traps, and you broke in easily and unmistakably, don't worry, as long as you have enough materials, I can help you refine any magic weapons. You refine."

Surprisingly, for what Chu Linguang said, the iron master was not angry at all, on the contrary he said expectantly.

Chu Linguang threw the black feather stone directly to the iron master.

Asked: "How big a space ring can you refine?"

"This Black Feather Stone is made of average material, but its size is too small. Give me ten days and half a month, and I can create a space of two cubic meters for you."

The iron master grabbed the black feather stone, and after observing it, he said seriously.

"Only two cubic meters of space?"

Chu Linguang didn't expect it.

Although this Black Feather Stone is only the size of a bowl, it is only as big as a ring.

I thought that any refiner would be able to refine a space ring for me that could hold ten cubic meters of space, but I didn't expect it to be only two cubic meters.

"In this world, there are only a handful of refiners who can refine a larger space than mine."

Master of ironware and his son channel.