Return from the second dimension

In the following days, I lived peacefully.

Just like the neighbors around you, you start to open a shop in the morning and rest at night, and you have a leisurely life.

From time to time, I made a pot of old wine, and after drinking it slightly, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

No one knew that this young man with a smile all day long was actually a powerful god from another world.

No one knows that this shop owner who walks in the sitting room with a lazy expression is repairing a magical and special mental world every moment.

The sound of iron strikes in the blacksmith's shop will sound every day, and the quality of the weapons built is getting better and better.

If a monk who knows how to see it, they will find that these weapons are tempered by the flames and have a special magic effect.

Although not too powerful, it is far superior to ordinary weapons and can cause certain damage to the soul.

The key is that the price is not high and it is absolutely value for money.

One day there was a warrior who accidentally passed by the blacksmith's shop and was attracted by one of the swords.

After bargaining with Tang Zhen, he bought the knife and went back happily to show off with his companions.

After another period of time, the warrior reappeared, surrounded by several sturdy companions.

After they came to the forge, they took out a lot of official money and asked for a batch of weapons to be customized.

There is no reason for business to come, so Tang Zhen accepted it with a smile.

"After ten days, you can come and pick up the goods."

After sending away the warriors, Tang Zhen turned and returned to the place where the iron was struck, looking at the blacksmith who was working.

The traces of flame wafting from the furnace were continuously absorbed by the blacksmith, and then hit the iron ingot with a hammer.

Each percussion is a cycle of cultivation. In the clanging sound, the blacksmith's body becomes more solid.

"Another order was received, and the request was all on it, and the goods would be picked up in ten days."

Tang Zhen is like a real shop owner, confessing the business, and then leisurely pouring a bowl of old wine.

"It tastes wrong, it's sour."

Tang Zhen sighed lightly, seeming to miss the wine in the storage equipment, and then poured the wine in the bowl onto the stove.

The wine condensed without scattering, and after falling into the furnace, a large group of flames burst out and splashed.

The blacksmith was caught off guard and suddenly inhaled a large group of flames, and his body instantly turned into a red human-shaped lantern.

Its body was trembling constantly, and it seemed to be suffering from intense pain, and wisps of flames kept escaping from its body.

At this moment, the blacksmith's appearance seemed to have been burning, like a large torch.

"Looking at your current cultivation base, you should be able to withstand a higher intensity of training, rather than a tepid waste of time.

Of course the choice is yours. If you can't bear it, don't force it.

The hip flask is nearby, you can figure it out."

After Tang Zhen finished speaking, he went back outside.

The hammer was still beating, and the flame in his body was finally released, and the blacksmith felt like he was escaping from death.

The red iron block, the silver gleam that was struck, exuded a weird chill.

It was originally a piece of ordinary iron, but now it has become a treasure of the spiritual world, it is simply a means of turning stones into gold.

Looking at Tang Zhen's back, the blacksmith did not hesitate to take a sip from the flask.

Then he aimed at the stove and sprayed it directly.

"boom!"

In the dim blacksmith's shop, there was a sudden flash of fire, followed by an unhurried beating.

"This guy is kind of interesting."

Tang Zhen swayed back to the front of the shop, but wondered in secret, is he adding a servant?

What is certain is that after the blacksmith shop's reputation spreads, the business will definitely get better and better.

When the blacksmith strikes iron all day, who will cook and boil water and clean the house?

"Hey, it seems that I have to go out of the city in person and find a servant to come back!"

Tang Zhen shook his head, got up and closed the store door, then walked out of the city unhurriedly.

Your servant has to be fair in all aspects, otherwise he will lose face?

As for the reason for leaving the city, it is because the city is very clean, and only outside the city are there groups of wild ghosts.

Tang Zhen's behavior seemed strange, but in fact it was just right.

Since you want to hide yourself and wash away your divinity, you naturally have to blend into this mortal world.

If you still practice with great concentration and always look at the mundane affairs with detached sunlight, what is the difference with ordinary monks?

During this process, Tang Zhen was still practicing the secret technique of the Island of Destiny, allowing himself to slowly blend in with this world.

If you observe carefully, you will find that some of Tang Zhen's methods are very similar to those of the Son of Destiny.

In this case, the enemy wants to find him, afraid it will not be so easy.

Regardless of whether he was taking refuge or improving his strength, Tang Zhen didn't care at all, but chose to go with the flow.

His realm is there, and he doesn't need anyone to instruct him to practice, knowing that this is the best practice attitude.

Walking all the way to the gate of the city, I happened to see two men and a woman riding horses, exuding the breath of monks.

Judging from their clothes, they were obviously public servants, with the "Zhen Fusi" badge on their waists, which was a very common magic weapon.

Tang Zhen would naturally not care about a few monks who could kill by blowing his breath, but he needed to pay attention to his current role.

After all, he now raises ghosts as servants, and these cultivators of the town chief are specifically responsible for handling similar things.

"Don't find me..."

Looking at the figures of the three monks going away, Tang Zhen muttered to himself with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Otherwise, you will die miserably."

After leaving the city gate, Tang Zhen followed a secluded path and went straight to a dense forest.

It didn't take long for a large area of ​​dilapidated buildings to appear, exuding a bit of gloom under the shadows of the trees.

"Here, it's here."

Tang Zhen looked at the large house in front of him, nodded gently, and was about to move forward.

"Young man, where are you going?"

There was a voice in his ears, and a woodcutter appeared and shouted to Tang Zhen.

"Me? Going to that village."

Tang Zhen pointed at the building in front, said with a smile on his mouth.

"I can't go, I can't go, there is a ghost gate, I don't know how many lives have been swallowed these years!"

The old woodman's face changed drastically, and he reminded him loudly, for fear that Tang Zhen would not heed the advice.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Tang Zhen shook his head, looking like he didn't care, and the old woodcutter sighed with anger.

"Fine, you have to die, and I can't stop you.

This chopper is a bit special, so I'll give it to you, maybe I can save you one."

The old woodcutter threw a knife to Tang Zhen, then kept shaking his head and sighing, slowly disappearing into the woods.

"This old ghost is kind of interesting."

Tang Zhen looked at the hatchet in his hand, stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and immediately turned into a paper weapon.

"It's really useful, but unfortunately I can't use it, but I remembered it."

Throwing away the paper hatchet, Tang Zhen walked towards the abandoned village in front of him without hurried steps.

Not long after entering the abandoned village, the surrounding scene became blurred, and suddenly a road appeared in front of him.

There are fields on both sides of the road, and pedestrians keep appearing, and the day gradually turns into night.

Under the big trees at the end of the road, there are stalls where men, women and children are selling goods.

After seeing Tang Zhen, they looked over at the same time and waved to him to buy goods.

Tang Zhen ignored it, but continued to move forward and came straight to a huge old tree.

Under the tree stands a three-story wooden building in the darkness formed by the canopy, and is covered with various lanterns.

As soon as I got closer, I could hear the laughter of women constantly, and there were also disheveled men and women frolicking at the door.

"This uncle, is here to find a girl who is in love with you, she is already waiting for you to see through."

The old bust said with a weird smile upon seeing Tang Zhen.