Fantasy: My Handyman Disciple Cheng Zongmen Patron Saint

Lin Yichen was about to move forward, but he felt footsteps behind him.

Turning his head, he saw five people coming from behind.

He was a middle-aged man, his facial features were normal, but there was a hint of sneakiness.

"Who are you? You are also here to dig the Black Iron of Black Crystal?"

Lin Yichen was slightly taken aback, with a calm expression on his face, instead of answering the other party directly, he asked wittily, "You too?"

This sentence seems to be a positive answer, but at the same time throws the question back to the other party.

The middle-aged man looked Lin Yichen up and down, his eyes flickering, and asked: "We also went to the mountains to mine black crystal black iron, do you want to come with us?"

Lin Yichen smiled slightly when he heard the words, and was about to refuse, when suddenly he felt that this middle-aged man seemed a little weird.

Relying on the divine sense of the sky, he can already clearly perceive that this middle-aged man lost three souls and seven souls, and is not a normal person.

Could it be that he is a ghost?
A ghost is formed by the condensed resentment after a person's death. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a ghost.

This ghost's expression was flickering, as if he was planning something in his heart, which probably had something to do with the King of Wheels here.

But the four people who walked with him did not discover his true identity.

The Devil Weeping Mountain had a radius of hundreds of miles, and the King of Wheels was hiding in the dark. Lin Yichen thought to himself that if he entered the Devil Weeping Mountain rashly, his identity and location would be exposed, which would be unsafe.

Being prudent and prudent, trying to find a way to be safe, has always been his behavior.

It seems that it is better to act with these few people than to act alone.

Moreover, I can also see what this ghost is doing and whether it has anything to do with Yan Wang Pavilion.

He hadn't spoken yet, but the person behind him had already refused: "Brother He, it's enough to have us, why add more people?"

The ghost turned his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, more people can contribute more. Although the demand for the Holy Artifact Manor is relatively high, there are abundant black iron reserves in the mountains, which are enough for you to make many weapons of the mysterious level and even the ground level."

Sanctuary!
Upon hearing this name, Lin Yichen knew that this was a sect famous for forging weapons.

The sect's overall Xuangong cultivation is average, but it has a unique skill, which is to forge high-grade weapons.

Moreover, they have a neutral status, let your Xuanzong Demon Sect, as long as they can afford the money, they can help build it.

The man from Shengqi Zhuang didn't quite agree, turned his head to look at the person next to him, and said, "What do the two brothers of Jianxinzong say?"

Lin Yichen was startled, he didn't expect to meet Jianxin Sect here, this is one of the seven authentic sects, and the number one sword cultivator sect in the Eastern Region.

The two Jianxinzong also looked at Lin Yichen for a long time, and when they saw him appearing alone, they felt a little suspicious.

But they thought they were one of the seven orthodox sects, and they didn't take Lin Yichen seriously.

They have an indifferent mentality, if this person dares to make any small calculations, then their brothers will naturally not let this person go.

"It doesn't matter..."

Hearing what Jianxinzong said, Saint Qizhuang naturally had nothing to say.

"What do you say?" the middle-aged man asked, his eyes seemed full of expectation.

Lin Yichen could see that this ghost really wanted to join, so he smiled warmly and nodded simply.

Just like that, he grandly joined the team and entered Devil May Cry Mountain.

Through their conversation, Lin Yichen learned about it.

The name of this ghost is He Wei, and it is said that he is a mining master. He went deep into the mine veins of various valleys many times to dig mines, and then sold them to the forging sects such as the Holy Artifact Village to make money.

Of course, apart from Guimei himself, only Lin Yichen knows that he is not a human but a ghost.

There are two people in Shengqi Zhuang, one is called Chen E, and the other is called Mu Ying.

There are two people in Jianxin Pavilion, one is Yan Fei and the other is Song Boming.

Lin Yichen glanced over, and saw that the two of Shengqizhuang were only at the Qi Refining Realm.

Although Jianxin Pavilion has a higher level of cultivation, it is not that high. It is just a complete foundation establishment.

A group of weak chickens...

Lin Yichen thought to himself.

"Brother He, you said that there is black iron with black crystals in Devil Weeping Mountain, how did you find it?" Chen E asked.

He Wei said with a smile: "A few days ago, I came here by accident. Maybe I was lucky, and I found the black iron with black crystals."

Xuanjing black iron, which is an essential raw material for forging earth-level weapons, is very precious.

"Then you didn't pick it then?"

"Hey, didn't I just say that Ghost Weeping Mountain is full of haunted spirits. There are ghosts and ghosts in the mountain. My cultivation is low and I dare not stay for a long time, so I left. I will tell you guys immediately. Well."

Lin Yichen stood aside, watching him make up stories with his eyes open.

Chen E didn't notice it, and said with a smile: "You guys are honest, and you don't take advantage of good things. Don't worry, now that we have invited two senior brothers from Jianxinzong, how can mere ghosts be a problem?"

After hearing this, He Wei and Mu Ying gave a rainbow fart to Jian Xinzong.

The two of Jianxinzong were unsmiling, and they just nodded slightly as if they were masters.

Lin Yichen watched from the side, but secretly smiled.

This pretentious kung fu is really better than the other, and it can be pretended just at the foundation establishment level.

It seems that the so-called authentic title of the Seven Great Xuanmen made many of them think highly of themselves, and failed to practice hard.

Chen E smiled and said: "Brother He, don't worry, as long as you can find Xuanjing Heitie, the reward will not be short of you."

He Wei nodded submissively.

"Hey, black-robed man, when you work hard, we at the Sanctuary will not treat you badly. If you have selfish intentions, don't think about us taking care of you when the ghosts catch you."

Chen E turned his head and threatened Lin Yichen again.

Lin Yichen smiled secretly, but nodded on the surface.

Chen E pointed to the front and said, "Okay, everyone hurry up!"

An unknown sly smile suddenly appeared on He Wei's face.

Of course, none of this escaped Lin Yichen's eyes.

Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he was secretly planning to deal with the four of Saint Qizhuang and Jianxinzong.

Everyone walked for a while, and they had already penetrated into the hinterland of Devil Weeping Mountain.

"It's getting darker and darker." The holy weapon Zhuang Muying looked up.

The two of Jianxinzong also looked up for a long time.

"Senior brothers of Jianxinzong, is there any difference in the weather?" Chen E asked carefully.

Jianxinzong Song Boming replied confidently: "No problem!"

Lin Yichen sneered in his heart.

Seeing that the dark clouds gathered in the sky, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened.

It's morning now, but the sky is as dark as dusk.

Obviously, a natural vision must be weird.

And Jian Xinzong, Song Boming, pretended to understand.

Judging from this situation, the opponent should be about to make a move.

Sure enough, right now.

On the bare gravel ground around, bursts of black smoke suddenly rose.

The two of Jianxinzong were not so stupid at last. When they saw the black smoke, their expressions changed instantly.

The black smoke spread out in a burst, forming several huge figures in the air.

All of them had green faces and fangs, and their expressions were fierce!
"This is... a ghost!?" Song Boming said in surprise.

"Hey! He Wei, what's wrong with you?" Chen E suddenly called out.

He Wei, who was standing next to him just now, his body turned into a ray of light, and then his face changed drastically.

The two eyes turned blue and purple, revealing a row of sharp teeth, turning from a person into a ghost.

Chen E turned pale in shock and said, "He Wei, you... what's going on?"

"What's going on? You've been tricked!" He Wei ghostly sneered.