After Mo Feng was reprimanded by Lime, he obediently stood aside, not daring to speak for a long time, thinking that Lime was going to give him a stricter education, he didn't wait for a long time, and the martial arts of the Eight Extremes that he put on the stone automatically turned the page.

After half a sound, Lime didn't speak, Mo Feng just waited on the side, and with a snap the book closed, Mo Feng saw Lime's eyes scan over him and then spoke.

"Just now I took a cursory look at the introduction of the exercises of the Eight Extremes, and I found that the exercises in this book are a little incomplete, and the difficulty is not very great, and it is easy to get started, but one thing is that your strength is still a little insufficient, so the moves you play look a little vain, and I look at the dantian Baoyuan mentioned in this book to condense the internal strength in the center, lead the qi with the will, and destroy the power with the qi, I see that your current strength is not more than a thousand, even if the cultivation is successful, you can't exert your real power. ”

"Its moves are also relatively simple and practical, some exercises are flashy, and it directly removes those postures and walks fiercely, so your own strength is very important, if you are successful in cultivation, your own head, shoulders, elbows, hands, tail, hips, knees, and feet will cause fatal damage to the enemy."

"The most important thing is that this exercise is the application of internal strength, which will be of great help to your control of spiritual power in the future, when you enter the spiritual attraction realm. ”

Hearing Lime's introduction, Mo Feng also understood that it seemed that his strength was insufficient, and if his strength was enough, he would not be so embarrassed at the beginning.

Mo Feng's face showed a deep groan, and he brought the Eight Extremes Martial Arts on the ground again, and pondered cross-legged, this time after half an hour, Mo Feng slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and the content of the book had been roughly fully comprehended with the help of lime, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.

Got up and moved his shins, Mo Feng's body moved, different from the move just now, the ink wind at this moment is like the bowstring of the full moon, between one move and one style, the force from the feet, the line and the waist, through the whole body, between the big opening and closing, a fierce and incomparable force is vividly displayed on the body of the ink wind.

Boom!

I saw Mo Feng on one side of his shoulder, directly hitting a big tree, the big tree broke in response, fell to the ground and raised a large amount of dust, and this trick is called Tie Shan.

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened, and Mo Feng was about to pack up, and suddenly Mo Feng remembered that the time for the weapons to be crafted in the blacksmith shop was almost up, so he decided to take a look.

The winter night is cold and windy, and many people have already gone home, but the sound of blacksmith shops is in full swing, and some restaurants are also overcrowded.

Mo Feng came to the blacksmith shop with a light car, only to see the old man picking up the cigarette pot and taking two puffs from time to time, while his apprentice was there with his arms exposed, hammering this huge piece of iron.

When the old man saw Mo Feng coming, he got up and put down the cigarette pot in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"It's a coincidence that the young man came, the old man just finished building you in the morning, and I wanted to ask someone to send it to the house, but recently, because it was the clan competition of the various families in the entire Qingyang Town, the clan competition started immediately, and many family members wanted to build a competent weapon, but fortunately, the clan got a good ranking, so I have been busy recently, so I can only ask the young man to take it himself, and forget about the young man. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked straight to the house, and after a while, he saw the old man walking out with a box in both hands, Mo Feng took the box, opened it, and had to praise the old man's craftsmanship.

I saw a three-foot breeze in the box lying quietly, the sword went to the edge, the blade was opened on one side, and the snow-white blade was cold at one point, giving people a feeling of nothingness, while the other side was wide and thick, but it gave people a feeling of heaviness, and the tip of the sword was even sharper.

"Are you still satisfied?"

Mo Feng pondered for a while, and then said, "Yes, I am more satisfied than I expected, but dare to ask the old man, is there any other material added to this sword?"

The old man said unhurriedly, "That's right, I added fine iron to this sword to meet the weight you need on the back of the sword, and I used a special quenching method to make the tip of the sword, in addition to the strong penetrating force, but also very hard, and the opening side of the sword is extremely sharp." ”

The old man looked at Mo Feng's face from time to time while introducing, and when he saw Mo Feng's questioning expression, the old man couldn't hold back, so he admitted that there was still a surplus of dissolved mud iron, which was used by him elsewhere.

A young man on the street, in addition to carrying a sword on his back, also held a short dagger in his hand, the cold light on the dagger loomed, it was extremely sharp at a glance, this person was really ink, and the dagger was also given by the owner of the blacksmith shop

According to him, in addition to being sharp, the most important thing about this dagger is that the dagger is made of a special poison made for seven hundred and forty-nine days.

The owner of the blacksmith shop also had no choice, he promised the weapons of the young master of the Wang family in Qingyang Town, the lack of dissolved mud iron could not be made up for a long time, and the delivery date was about to arrive, and he was forced to make this decision, and he also got this poisonous dagger unintentionally, even if he apologized to Mo Feng this time, Mo Feng accepted it politely, After all, dissolved mud iron, although it is an unpopular material for casting soldiers, but it is also a rare thing.

As he walked, he figured out the ink wind of the weapon in his hand, and unconsciously came to the residence, looked up at the red gate in front of him and the big golden characters above, and walked straight in regardless of the guards on the side.

After Mo Feng left, a guard on the side couldn't help but ask to the other exit, "Boss Ma, do you say that this kid is the illegitimate son of the head of the family, how do I feel that the head of the family is better to him than his own son, and I also heard that a few days ago, the head of the family did not hesitate to offend most of the people in the clan in order to save him, and gave him the only life-sustaining pill in the clan to ......." ”

Before the man could speak, the man on the side directly gave him a kick, "Chen Er, don't talk nonsense if you don't know, this young man is not something we can talk about, just do your job well." ”

Mo Feng who returned to the house didn't hear it, the chatter behind him, and he lay down on the bed directly after washing, and fell asleep quickly because he had practiced for a day, but he didn't sleep for long Mo Feng suddenly sat up, his red eyes, his face full of tears, and his clenched fists.

"Father, mother, rest assured, one day I will find out the culprits who destroyed everything we have, and make them pay for it with blood. ”

After the sect was destroyed, Mo Feng often had the same nightmare from time to time, in which his father and mother desperately protected him from escape, as well as the various tragic deaths and wails of the people of the sect, as well as the unbridled laughter of the enemy, like a magic spell, constantly reminding himself to become strong.