After spending an entire day with Qiong Ling'er and the other two girls, the four of them finally came out of the room. Qiong Ling'er and the other two girls still had an intoxicating blush on their faces. They were extremely bashful, causing Fenghao's heart to ripple. He stretched his neck and fiercely sucked on Qiong Ling'er's alluring lips before he was willing to stop.
"Brother Hao, let's meditate in the yard. We'll go for the mission after we break through the Saint Level."
Yan Qing said to Feng Hao after sensing the Qi of Heaven and Earth around them.
This yard was taken over by Liu Canyan. Naturally, it was not bad. The Qi of Heaven and Earth was terrifyingly rich. There should not be many yards in the Sky Pole Courtyard that could compare with this one.
"Well, you three stay together. I'll go out for a walk."
Feng Hao nodded and released Joan Of Arc from his arms. Then, he kissed Wan Xin and Yan Qing for a while. Then, he walked out of the yard while laughing coquettishly.
He could be said to be proud of his success. He could spend time with three beautiful wives, which made others envious.
Along the way, the scenery was beautiful. Spiritual Qi floated in the valley like clouds and mist. There were birds and insects chirping and little beasts playing in the forest. It was a vivid picture.
However, Feng Hao, who was thinking about something, was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery by the roadside.
If he wanted to open the ninth aperture, he had to integrate at least five Ultimate Powers. Only then would he have the confidence to fight against the Divine Punishment. Therefore, he had to find out more about the Ultimate Powers.
"Clink, clink, …"
The sound of iron striking came from afar, which woke Feng Hao up from his meditation.
The sound was sometimes heavy and sometimes soft, causing his heartbeat to involuntarily change along with the beating.
There seemed to be a certain spirituality in the sound. It was as if a god was singing. Even the Qi of Heaven and Earth was rhythmically vibrating with the sound.
"Is there a forging master living over there?"
Hearing this rhythmic hammering sound, Feng Hao's eyes lit up.
To be able to stay in the Heavenly Academy, one could see that this person was extraordinary. Just by listening to the knocking sounds, one could tell that this person wasn't ordinary.
With that thought in mind, he walked toward the source of the knocking sound.
He would not reveal the Heaven Devouring Dragon Seal in front of others unless he possessed absolute strength. Hence, he was in urgent need of a sharp weapon.
The previous mission in Clearwater City had given him an excellent material, the Scarlet Cloud Gold Marrow.
Not to mention forging an Imperial Armament, being able to forge a Saint Armament or a Spirit Armament would be a good thing. After all, with his strength, even if he possessed an Imperial Armament, it would not be of much use.
Before he knew it, he had already walked out of the territory of the Heaven's Pole Court. Standing at the entrance of the mountain, he saw a small thatched cottage under a huge waterfall in the mountains.
The huge waterfall looked as if it fell from the nine heavens. It was extremely spectacular. The majestic flow of water was like an army of thousands of men and horses, capable of crushing everything. The rumbling sounds were like thunder, echoing throughout the entire valley.
Under this huge waterfall stood a person. He was like a giant standing under the waterfall. His body was sturdy and every piece of muscle on his body seemed to be cast from gold. At this moment, he was holding a huge black hammer and was focused on hammering a piece of dark red spirit iron on the chopping board in front of him. Every time he hammered down, the hard spirit iron would change its shape. However, it did not seem to be out of shape. It seemed to be changing into a certain shape.
Even as the huge waterfall fell, his movements were still the same. This waterfall that was like an army of thousands of men and horses could not change the trajectory and strength of the hammer in his hand.
At this moment, the giant seemed to have fallen into a certain state. He did not even notice that Feng Hao had slowly approached him. He was still hammering the spirit iron on the chopping board, pursuing the feeling in his heart.
A few hundred meters away, Fenghao stopped in his tracks. He stood there quietly and watched the scene unfold before him.
This was no longer hammering iron, it was shaping life.
Fenghao could feel that the high grade spiritual iron seemed to have a life of its own under the heavy hammer, as if it had a life of its own, as if it was a spirit …
"This …"
Suddenly, Feng Hao was dumbfounded by his own thoughts. He scanned the surroundings and found that in this beautiful valley, there was only a small thatched cottage in front of him.
In other words, in this huge valley, there was only one person living in front of him.
"Who exactly is he?"
Feng Hao's heart was incomparably shaken.
To be able to have a valley in the Heavenly Academy, it could be seen how extraordinary the person in front of him was.
The person in front of him was definitely an extraordinary person.
Feng Hao's heart was filled with respect. He did not go forward to disturb him, but stood still and waited. His gaze unconsciously fell on this person's movements …
Every time he swung the hammer, all the muscles and strength in his body were released in a very special way. This movement, this way of exerting force, actually made Feng Hao unable to find a single flaw.
In contrast, he himself was extremely crude.
Because Feng Hao's body had been tempered into a supreme physique, the power he possessed was absolutely terrifying. However, even if he condensed the power of the Four Forms of the Moving Tiger, he felt that it was like drawing out a river from a vast ocean. He simply could not fully utilize the power contained in his muscles.
However, this man in front of him was different. It seemed that every movement of his carried all the power in his body, but when the hammer fell, he was able to precisely control the strength of the force.
This scene deeply shocked Feng Hao.
He couldn't help but immerse himself in it. Slowly, his breathing became the same as that of the man under the waterfall. All the muscles in his body also began to move in an orderly manner. The power in his body followed this specific pattern and surged forth …
At this moment, he had completely forgotten everything. It was as if he was forging iron. His arm slowly swung, and the power vibrated the space with a rumbling sound. However, because he was very close to the waterfall, this sound did not seem too abrupt.
Although his current movements were extremely slow, as if it had been slowed down by tens of times, and did not pose any threat to others, but the degree of condensation of the energy in his body had reached a frightening degree. It was actually not any weaker than the energy condensed by the Rushing Tiger Ten Stacks. It was as if all the energy contained in his muscles had been mobilized, converging into a vast ocean, causing monstrous waves that reached the heavens.
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