Chapter 131 Special Measures

"Ding~Dang~Dang~"

A piece of red-hot ore on the anvil in the stone house was being forged continuously by Lin Feng with a hammer.

A large amount of slag and other impurities turned into debris and sparks flew out during the hammering again and again.

"Boom~"

The rough iron block was thrown into the coal furnace by Lin Feng again for calcination. The golden strange fire emitted a terrifying high-temperature flame. The rough iron block quickly turned red and hot, and finally shone with a bright yellow light.

"Ding~Ding~"

Then Lin Feng held the tongs in one hand and swung the hammer in the other hand to forge and beat the iron block. The iron block, which was originally a mass, began to gradually become longer and rounder under the hammering of the hammer.

Finally, an iron rod about 1.5 meters long and about 10 kilograms thick was gradually formed, but Lin Feng held the iron rod and swung it a few times and almost threw it out directly.

"Low quality?!"

The rough surface without polishing is nothing, but the iron rod is full of tiny cracks, which is fatal!

Obviously, this is caused by uneven heating of a part of it during stretching and extension, and only in this way will cracks form after cooling.

"It's completely useless!"

Lin Feng shook his head and did not proceed to the next process, because the inferior weapon embryo can only fuse the big ghost at most, which is useless for Lin Feng.

"Boom~"

The ghost fire rose again and enveloped the entire weapon embryo, and then continued to heat it. Lin Feng wanted to return it to the furnace and forge it again.

"If the best way to make standard weapons should be casting, only casting can be fast and good, but the inheritance of the ghost blacksmith bluntly said that casting is the wrong way, and it is impossible to make a ghost weapon."

Watching the iron rod gradually softened by the ghost fire, Lin Feng suddenly remembered something. According to the experience of his previous life, iron rods and steel rods were all cast.

Unfortunately, this method was regarded as an evil way in the inheritance obtained by Lin Feng, and the ghost weapons cast out were no different from waste.

Lin Feng always felt that something was wrong, and the predecessors might have missed something.

"Ding~Ding~"

Soon the iron rod was burned into a ball again. Lin Feng continued to work. This time he was more serious. He learned from the last lesson and simply heated and forged it at the same time.

While Lin Feng was busy forging strange weapons, all the incense buildings in the incense temple were in a tense atmosphere.

More than 20 incense buildings were destroyed yesterday, and the bodies of the incense temple disciples inside could not even be found. This was definitely not good news for other incense temple disciples.

In fact, after nightfall, many incense temple disciples were unwilling to stay in the incense building, leaving only the most unlucky disciple behind.

Liuzhou was the state where the most accidents happened last night. The incense building that was just destroyed last night has now been rebuilt.

"Ancestor bless you!"

"Ancestor bless you!"

"..."

In this incense building, a disciple who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old was kneeling in front of the statue and praying constantly.

The statue of the old man holding a scroll in front of him was still there, but a special incense was inserted in the incense burner on the altar.

This incense stick is as thick as a thumb. When it burns, the smoke that rises is almost invisible. If you don't look carefully, you might think that the incense stick has gone out.

"Kacha"

At this moment, the incense temple disciple who was praying heard a slight footstep behind him.

This scared him so much that he trembled all over and almost cried!

"Ancestor, ancestor, ancestor, bless me!"

Then he immediately kowtowed to the old man statue on the altar, while constantly muttering in his mouth.

"Hu~"

At this moment, the temperature of the entire incense building dropped instantly, and a creepy feeling suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart.

The incense temple disciple felt like there were countless caterpillars crawling behind him, and like there were poisonous snakes peeping.

"These rats finally showed up!"

"Catch them!"

"Shua shua~"

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind. The incense temple disciple turned around and looked behind, and found that several incense makers had actually fought with three men in black.

"Crack~Swish~"

All kinds of strange forces spread wildly, and the whole incense building began to crumble, as if it was going to follow the footsteps of the building yesterday.

However, at this moment, a series of vague black shadows suddenly appeared around, and the incense makers who were fighting with the black-clothed men retreated one after another.

The next moment, these black shadows grabbed the black-clothed men directly, and then the terrifying strange power burst out directly.

"The Ninth Ancestor is mighty!"

Seeing this scene, the incense makers were instantly overjoyed, and the person who came was the Ninth Ancestor who guarded Liuzhou!

However, the next moment, the scene of the black-clothed men being directly suppressed in their imagination did not appear. Those black-clothed men first froze in place, and then their clothes were instantly torn to reveal the miserable corpses inside.

"Is this a ghost?"

"No, no, no, it's impossible!? Those black-clothed men just now didn't look like ghosts at all!"

"How is this possible!?"

"..."

The incense makers who noticed the presence of these corpses even found the Nine Ancestor's clone a little unbelievable.

At the same time, such situations also occurred in other states. The incense temple used special means to directly eliminate those who were responsible.

Unexpectedly, they accidentally led the other party here. What made them feel even more incomprehensible was that they spent a lot of effort to defeat or suppress these black-clothed men, only to find that the other party was actually a ghost!

When the assassin paper man was defeated and the paper man was broken, Lin Feng, who was forging ghost soldiers, immediately felt it.

"What's going on? I didn't let them move!"

The assassin paper man suddenly lost contact and immediately realized that something was wrong, so he immediately began to contact the remaining assassin paper men.

Some assassin paper men had left the deep mountains and old forests where Lin Feng had asked them to hide without Lin Feng noticing, as if something was luring them to move.

Other assassin paper men did not move and were still in their original positions. These assassin paper men who did not move were exactly the five he had just made last night.

Lin Feng immediately controlled all the assassin paper men who were still moving. With Lin Feng's forced intervention, these assassin paper men finally stopped, but the ghosts in the paper men were still a little restless.

It seemed that something had induced the instinct of the ghosts, making them unconsciously move towards a certain place.

As for the assassin paper figures that had entered the temple, they had lost contact and were obviously destroyed by the other party.

"It was the temple that took action. So that's why they didn't react during the day!"

"Because they don't need to look for the enemy at all, but can directly lead the enemy over, just like the soul-guiding incense!"

The paper figures moving towards the trap set by the temple was obviously not something that could be done by ordinary means. If it weren't for the destruction of the paper figures in the end that triggered Lin Feng's induction, he wouldn't even notice it.

After all, there are too many paper figures in his hands now, and it is impossible to pay attention to the movements of each paper figure all the time.

Lin Feng didn't expect the temple to suddenly do this, but he could roughly guess what was going on.

"But I didn't expect that they have such a method. If it is used on a ghost rider, wouldn't it be possible to revive the ghost in the ghost rider's body or break free from control from a long distance?"

"Sure enough, this kind of power that has been passed down for hundreds of years is not so easy to deal with. Fortunately, I used paper figures. If it was an ordinary ghost rider, I would probably die suddenly!"

Lin Feng had a sneer on his face. If the Xiangmiao method was used to deal with other people, it would definitely be very effective, but using it on him would only result in the loss of some paper figures.

As many paper figures as needed can be made, Lin Feng didn't feel bad at all.

"But those damaged paper figures must not fall into their hands, otherwise it would be easy for the other party to find clues..."

Outside the incense building, when the people in the Xiangmiao were shocked that the true identity of these black-clothed men was ghosts, they did not notice that the fragments of the paper figures that fell on the ground slowly disappeared.

The paper figures have integrated the power of the greedy ghosts, and it is easy to erase these traces.