Martial Cultivator Chapter 49: Meteorite

After all the hard work, it was already dawn.

Wang An walked out of Zuichun Tower feeling refreshed.

With his money in his pocket, he first went to several drug stores, gathered all the medicinal ingredients needed for the Shiquan Da Tonic Bath Soup, which he had already memorized, and bought a copy back.

The money he got from Li Ying, plus his own possessions, already amounted to a thousand taels. Now he bought a piece of medicinal materials, which immediately cost him a banknote of one hundred taels.

Carrying the medicinal materials, Wang An returned home.

When passing by the door of Li Ying's house, I saw a lot of people gathered outside the door to watch.

Police officers in public uniforms can be vaguely seen walking around inside.

……

‘Those who kill people will only take their own lives! ’

A line of large **** characters is spread out on the wall, with teeth and claws spread out in the writing, making people look at it and feel the fierce aura within it.

A few detectives in the room lowered their heads to look for clues, but their minds were obviously not on this. From time to time they glanced at the writing on the wall, and then hurriedly lowered their heads.

There was a murmur in my heart.

Cui Yuanzhao, the official of the execution room, and Tang Yunhe, the enshrined minister of the enshrining court, were both in the room.

The detectives did not dare to speak and could only communicate with their eyes.

However, the policemen in the yard were able to lower their voices and talk.

"Is it really Fang Zhong who killed him?"

"The corpses are all covered with stab wounds. Fang Zhong is the best at using swords. His Tianmen Splitting Palm contains sword skills!"

"It would be far-fetched to judge from this point alone, right?"

"There is writing on the wall. It's not like you haven't seen ghosts seeking their lives before!"

"We adults have gone too far. Someone died while working on a case. Not only was there no compensation, but we didn't even see the person's family..."

Cui Yuanzhao could still listen to some of the small discussions outside.

But he had no time to pay attention at this time. He stared at the line of handwriting for a long time. He suppressed the surprise in his eyes and turned to ask the detective in the room: "Did you find any clues?"

"Li Shangxian's room was ransacked."

"All the money was looted."

The detective quickly replied.

"It seems that he is still a money-grubbing ghost." Cui Yuanzhao sneered, and cupped his hands to Tang Yunhe, whose face was ashen and said, "Li Shangxian is your beloved disciple after all. Mr. Tang, what do you think of this matter?

With Li Shangxian’s cultivation level, who do you think can kill him in Nanping City? ”

What surprised Cui Yuanzhao was not the writing on the wall.

But Li Yingzhen, a practitioner, died.

And he was killed with a knife!

Such a practitioner who could control the power of water and fire was killed by that man with a knife. How strong must that man be?

Especially, that person is still hiding in the dark.

He can kill Li Ying, but he may not be able to kill other practitioners and threaten the safety of the government office!

This person must be found!

Kill him!

"My disciple's cultivation is among the practitioners, but he is not among the best.

But even so, he is still a practitioner of the second level of Qi Refining.

I also left him various charms and another protective treasure.

To kill him, the murderer must be at least at the third level of Qi refining, or at the martial arts level of blood refining. Only then is it possible!

But even so, if you kill him, the murderer will definitely leave wounds on his body! "Tang Yunhe's face was as heavy as iron and he said with hatred.

This apprentice is not easy to find.

It is the key to his achievement of Yinshao Youxuanbanner.

But in the final analysis, it is just a tool. Even if you die, just feel sorry for it for a while.

What really made him angry was this line of writing on the wall!

Yesterday, he also consulted with Hu Ruixiang, preparing to use evil spirits to kill people, and then take the lives of Fang Chong's wife, daughter, and several young women to refine the magic weapon.

Today, someone directly used his method of killing under the guise of evil spirits and beheaded his disciple to death in the name of Fang Zhong!

So bold!

This is tantamount to a slap in the face of Tang Yunhe!

He was furious with hatred, but after racking his brains, he couldn't think of a Nanping city man who matched his guess of the murderer's strength!

Cui Yuanzhao took the case file from another courier, flipped through it and said, "There is no Blood Refining Realm warrior in Nanping City."

When he said this, his eyes flashed.

To be precise, it is not that there are no Blood Refining Realm warriors in Nanping City.

The only blood refining realm warrior is Cui Yuanzhao himself.

"Except for the Enshrining Academy, there are no practitioners who have reached the third level of Qi Refining." Cui Yuanzhao continued, "There are quite a few warriors who are good at using swords.

Zhou Tiehu, the leader of the second squad, An Shiren, the leader of the sixth squad, and Fang Dayong, the leader of the Dachangfang clan. ”

After reading these names, Cui Yuanzhao looked down slightly: "Huh?

Second Squad Detective Wang An just changed his sword technique to the ‘Fire Fury Sword’ from the Kao Gong Hall yesterday? ”

"It only takes one day. Even if he can acquire sword skills and practice on the spot, how proficient can he be in one day?" Tang Yunhe sneered, not caring about this last piece of information.

Cui Yuanzhao nodded and felt that this was reasonable.

But he suddenly remembered that Wang An had glanced at him when Fang Zhong died.

That look...

He had a sudden heart attack and summoned the investigating detective to ask, "Where was Wang An last night?"

The investigating officer had figured out the matter and quickly replied: "Wang An sent his old servant to an inn last night, while he himself went to Zuichun Tower and stayed there all night."

"Why would he do this..." Cui Yuanzhao was interrupted impatiently by Tang Yunhe before he finished speaking.

Tang Yunhe said: "My disciple Li Ying has some feud with Wang An, although to my disciple, Wang An is just a dispensable character who can be easily crushed to death.

But I think Wang An must be deeply afraid of my disciple.

I am afraid that my disciples will come to your door.

So he sent his servants away last night and ran to Zuichun Tower to hide from the disaster.

What's weird about this? ”

"Master Cui, do you think that such an unworthy person can kill my disciple?" Tang Yunhe looked at Cui Yuanzhao.

The sarcasm in his eyes was undisguised.

Cui Yuanzhao suddenly felt angry in his heart. He immediately snorted coldly and threw down the case file: "From this point of view, the only person most suspected of killing Immortal Li is Fang Dayong, the leader of the Dachangfang clan!

You can call him for questioning! ”

……

“This is an extraterrestrial meteorite!

This is blood-patterned steel, which is smelted with ordinary iron ore. The resulting steel will have vein-like patterns.

I have only heard of this kind of ore before, but this is the first time I have seen it.

I don’t recognize the rest. ”

In the blacksmith shop, Blacksmith Zhou picked up the ore piece by piece that Wang An placed on the iron felt and looked at it, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoｓhuyuan.com and clicking his tongue.

I am deeply interested in this pile of ores.

He picked up a piece of ‘Meteorite Iron’ and said with emotion: “If you smelt this Meteorite Iron together with fine steel, you can get the first-class steel ‘Moiré Thousand Formats Steel’.

It is said that it can cut through iron and metal, and its strength and sturdiness are both extremely high. ”

"Uncle Zhou, can you integrate these extraterrestrial meteorite iron into my Weisheng sword and make it into a thousand-fold steel sword with cloud pattern?" Wang An took off the wild goose wing sword from his waist and handed it to him. Blacksmith Zhou.

Blacksmith Zhou took out the scabbard and saw a crack on the blade.

"With the knife cracked like this, it really needs to be refinished." Blacksmith Zhou flicked the blade to listen to the sound, then closed the scabbard, rubbed his hands and said cheerfully, "Anzi, to tell you the truth, I am an old man. The blacksmith has indeed taken over a few jobs of refining cloud-patterned thousand-fold steel weapons.

However, I still have little experience in getting started.

Are you sure you want to leave it to me?

If you leave it to me, I won’t charge you a single processing fee this time!

I will replace the sheath and handle of your knife with new ones!

The leather scabbard was replaced by shark skin, and the handle was replaced by century-old mahogany..."

"I still have to pay the processing fee.

Otherwise, Uncle Zheng would have to scold me to death when I got home. "Wang An smiled and pushed the ore and the Weisheng knife over, and then took off another waist knife.

"However, if it is convenient for Uncle Zhou, how about smelting the blood-patterned steel and the unnamed ore and re-smelting it with my waist knife?"

"Okay!"

Tiejiang Zhou weighed it for a while, then readily agreed.

When Wang An walked out of the blacksmith shop, the Wei Sheng knife and Fang Zhong waist knife hanging on his waist were gone.

There is only one two-handed single sword on the side of the waist.