Hokage: You call this Taijutsu?

In order to prevent accidents, Qinghe took Xiao Yuanbao and pretended to be strolling in this street again.

Although during this period, he really wanted to buy a really good weapon, but in this kind of place, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to find an artifact like the Kusanagi sword.

So one person and one monkey finished shopping in a hurry, and quickly left this pedestrian street full of blacksmith shops.

The purpose of this trip has been fully achieved. He and Nana sold all the fifty shurikens they collected at a reasonable price.

Although he spent an extra 5 taels to buy an ordinary long knife for the piece of scrap iron that Yuanbao was thinking about.

But that's not a problem.

Although the boss was really trying to fool him, he just found an excuse to let him buy it back as a souvenir.

But in fact, he did buy this knife with this mentality, so he can't be regarded as being taken advantage of.

After one person and one monkey completely stayed away from that street, Qinghe took out the broken iron piece that the little ingot had been thinking about for a long time from the package.

The light in that shop was very dim, and the time was short, so he didn't have time to look carefully at what Yuan Bao was holding.

This time, he was finally able to figure out what this piece of scrap iron was.

After all, small ingots are so rare, so he was curious about them along the way.

Qinghe took it out of the package and held it in his hand, the rust on it was somewhat rusty.

Wait, that doesn't seem like rust?

Qinghe looked at his fingers, the fingers that had just pinched the piece of scrap iron were already covered with black ash.

He quickly looked inside the package again, and sure enough, the inner wall of the package was also covered with black dust.

Good guy, it looked dark at first, which made him subconsciously think that it was covered with rust.

After a closer look, it was discovered that the black color on it was actually the carbonized black ash accumulated on it after the minerals were burned, which made him look a little gray.

Qinghe wiped the surface of the scrap iron with his fingers, and sure enough, a small part was wiped off.

Seeing this, Qinghe simply grabbed his sleeve, rolled it up, and began to wipe off the black dust on it.

However, he worked hard for a long time, but found that he could only wipe off a small part of the black ash.

It's really because the surface of this thing is too irregular, bumpy, and messy.

But despite this, these wiped locations still revealed dots of bright blue luster, looking at the light, it looked like a honeycomb leaking light.

"Yuanbao, what the hell is this? Is it a rare ore?"

Qinghe kept playing with this strange crystal block in his hand, and looked at the little monkey on his shoulder suspiciously.

Although he confirmed that this thing is indeed extraordinary, he still didn't figure out what it was.

After hearing Qinghe's words, Xiao Yuanbao scratched his head, oh oh oh a few times, and seemed a little anxious.

It stood on Qinghe's shoulder, pointed at this strange ore, and then gestured with both hands.

His movements were somewhat abstract, so that Qinghe didn't understand what Yuan Bao was expressing.

After thinking about it, he asked tentatively, "Do you want me to take a closer look?"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Qing He rubbed his chin, although he didn't understand Yuan Bao's meaning, he still put this strange crystal in front of his eyes.

It didn't matter if he took a closer look, he found that these tiny crystals of bright blue were not the body of scrap iron!

These crystals are like mushrooms, growing on the scrap iron to form a thick shell, tightly wrapping the contents inside.

And because there are too many of these crystals, and the shell formed is also very thick, no matter how he looks inside, he can't see clearly what is under this shell.

But just knowing this is enough!

Not a big problem, Qinghe pulled out the long knife he just bought.

Since it is just the outer shell, it means that the value of the outer layer of crystals is not great.

Thinking of this, he didn't come up and slash vigorously, but carefully scraped these crystals gently with the blade.

To his surprise, these crystals were unexpectedly hard, and even after he scratched them, no traces appeared on these small crystals.

Qinghe didn't believe in evil, and gradually increased his strength.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the strange crystals growing on it just didn't fall off.

"Good guy, no wonder it was treated as waste. It is estimated that after the ashes accumulated in the forging furnace, the shopkeeper directly regarded it as a stone."

Seeing that the crystal was not scratched anyway, he no longer held back his hands, placed it on the ground, and then swung his hand and chopped it with the knife.

duang!

Qinghe only felt a strong force bounce back into his hand along the handle.

This force was basically equivalent to the force he used, which made him frown.

This rebound force usually means that the knife did not split the object so smoothly that the force returned completely to his hand.

This usually only occurs when blunt weapons are used.

Sure enough, Qing He put away the knife and saw that the 5 taels of long knife had a large piece of the blade broken off due to the violent collision.

This means that this knife is abolished, the kind that cannot be repaired.

"I wipe!"

Qing He reluctantly threw the knife with its scabbard into the trash can on the street.

5 taels wasted.

Looking at the pieces of scrap iron on the ground, Qinghe got angry, and he was going to go himself.

He still doesn't believe in this evil, can't he break a stone today?

Thinking of this, his left index finger was instantly covered with a layer of natural energy.

That's right, he is going to give this thing a full blown, pointing star sword.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as the natural energy on his side radiated out, the bright blue crystals suddenly started to glow.

As soon as the natural energy in Qinghe's hand surged, the light on the crystals on the surface of the scrap iron on the ground flickered at the same time, as if resonating with the natural energy in Qinghe's hand.

Qinghe was taken aback when he saw this, quickly picked up the piece of scrap iron, and pointed on it with the index finger of his left hand.

As soon as his index finger was placed on the crystals, the crystals seemed to melt away, and began to fall off on their own, gradually leaking out the objects wrapped under the shell.

The little ingot on the shoulder watched this scene with a very excited expression. It happily jumped onto Qinghe's head, and then jumped down again, as if witnessing the rebirth of this object.

Qinghe has been maintaining the output of natural energy, and he was relieved when the shell on it fell off completely, and put away the natural energy in his hand.

Seeing that there was only a small cylindrical jade stone left under the thick shell that fell off in his hand, Qinghe's eyes lit up.

"This is!!"