Xiba's forging body was already successful a month ago, but he didn't rush to enter the essence realm after getting the experience of Changfeng, but increased his physical strength through external forging, and he happened to be saturated recently, and he was worried about the lack of elixir and couldn't go further, so it happened that Changfeng came over and complained for a long time. After learning about each other's situation, they smiled bitterly.

"It's half a year in March, and I still have to complete a sect task, you say that my forging body realm foundation is not solid and I don't have the resources to consolidate it, do you want to wait for three months to feed the jackals, tigers and leopards, or do you start refining now, and finally can't break through the foundation building realm because the foundation is not strong?" Xiba teased.

"It's better to die early and be reborn early, not necessarily in the next life you were born in that family of cultivators, and you have a lot of resources for you to squander...... Hey, I thought of a place that could help you build a foundation, but it wasn't in the Spirit Sword Sect."

"Where? Let's get over there. Xiba came up anxiously with a monkey face.

"I have to find a way to get out first, it just so happens that I'm going to try my luck too, I can't keep being stuck in the middle of the Essence Transformation Realm! What do you think I'm going to get a sect mission out for three months now and then come back?" Hearing what Changfeng said, Xiba's eyes instantly lit up, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the mission hall.

After reading the published tasks, one of them is to collect the inner tank of the third-order spirit beast Chiyan Python, and the location indicates that it is the Gulong Mountain Range east of Cangshui City. This made the two of them happy, and immediately took out the token and walked to the elder to explain the situation. This elder was very concerned about the disciples in the sect, and after introducing the situation of the Chiyan Python, he bluntly said that the two of them would be sent to death if they went, and suggested that the two of them change their tasks.

The two of them had a resolute attitude, and the elder was hindered by the door rules, so it was not good to block it too much, so he hurriedly completed the formalities and sent away with a cold look. The two of them received the task and returned to the small courtyard, packed their luggage, changed into the robes of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, and went down the mountain.

The two of them rode on the horses rationed by the sect and galloped on the avenue, and the journey was smooth. On the third day, he came to Cangshui City, fostered the mount in the city lord's mansion, and was taken to his grandfather's residence by the officials of the city lord's mansion, and found that his grandfather and the old brothers on the mountain have moved down, and now they live together, and they are relieved to have a companion Changfeng.

When the grandfather and grandson were chatting, there was a sudden howl next door, like Xiang Xiba's voice.

When I asked about the wall, I learned that all the Xianmiao family members were moved here by the City Lord's Mansion to take care of them, and it happened that it was next door to the Xiang family. The Xiang family's family is straightforward, and when they learned that the two of them had a deep friendship in the Spirit Sword Sect, they both came to Changfeng's house, and a group of people laughed and laughed very harmoniously......

The next day, Changfeng and the others said goodbye to their families and headed towards the cave where the Golden Holy Dragon was sitting. After entering, Changfeng abducted the stunned Xiba into the blood pool, although the essence has been absorbed by Changfeng, but for the monk, this is still a rare forging holy object in the world. Listening to Xiba's creepy screams, Changfeng smiled a little gloatingly, and wanted to go to the waterfall to wash the dust along the way.

Plunging into the waterfall, the body rushed down with the water, the faster the downstream, the faster it fell, and when it fell into the water, it suddenly felt like a splash exploded, and Changfeng felt dizzy and dizzy, and his viscera vibrate. Suddenly, the blessing to the soul: the faster the speed, the greater the impact, then the speed of adjusting the speed of the internal breath to run the meridians will inevitably hit the viscera, and the impact force will also be greater......

This epiphany suddenly made Changfeng see the hope of breaking the shackles, and as soon as he was happy, he plunged into the water and went down. The further down you go, the greater the pressure, about seventy or eighty zhang, before you reach the bottom of the water. The pressure is surprisingly high, even if Changfeng's physical fitness is as strong as a young dragon, he also feels that he is moving in the negative mountain. Changfeng is not surprised. There is a plan in my heart: compressing the internal breath like a stream of water, impacting the viscera with the help of speed, the effect is self-evident; under this waterfall, I practice the sword ten thousand times a day, I am afraid that the speed can chase the light and the shadow. When I thought of this, I suddenly felt that this place was a treasure given to me by God, and the more I thought about it, the more I liked it......

Meimei took a bath, went to see Xiba, the howl has come and gone, Changfeng is secretly frightened, although the blood pool essence has been absorbed by himself, but Xiba's physical adaptability is almost the first in the world, I am afraid that his own chaos body that has not been born for millions of years is also inferior.

When I walked in, I found that this was an extraordinary talent, only to see that his eyes were rolling, and he had fainted, but his mouth was still reflexively howling from time to time. Changfeng didn't care, jumped to the dragon's head and sat down cross-legged, mobilized the dantian to squeeze the internal breath, and then ran the meridians to impact the viscera, and the severe pain came, Changfeng knew that he could go further.

For the next three whole days, Changfeng kept trying to change the pressure and speed of internal breathing, and finally found the best way. But Xiang Xiba was crooked in the pool of blood and did not move, but the miserable howl disappeared after a day. The long wind went down, carried him to the blood pool like a chicken, laid him flat next to the master's spiritual fire, and then picked up the long sword and went to the waterfall to practice basic swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Ten thousand times to complete, the time consumed is actually five or six times that of the previous one, but Changfeng is elated. When he entered the cave, he found that Xiba had woken up, so he stood at the entrance of the cave, emitting two green lights at the shaking light in Changfeng's hand.

Seeing this, Changfeng was furious in his heart, squinted his eyes and said: "You can't beat me, don't beat my attention."

That being said, I still unconsciously hugged the shaking light to my chest.

"Changfeng, we are brothers, right? You haven't let me touch this sword after living together in the sect for three months. Besides, didn't you say that the shaking light is too light, and it is very difficult to practice? Let me try." As he spoke, he walked towards the long wind.

"Stop, stop! I don't know what you're thinking, but don't even think about it......"

Frolicking Changfeng is also thinking about recasting and shaking the light, and the master's memory book has dabbled in Dan, weapons, and arrays, but Changfeng has never been able to practice because he has no spiritual fire, and it is an opportunity to return here. He went west to overlord and clarified his mind.

Xiba looked like a full follower after hearing this, grinding the long wind, saying that he also wanted a weapon. For the only friend who came to this world, although he laughed and played on weekdays, Changfeng still cared very much, so he agreed. After that, in addition to practicing swords at the bottom of the waterfall and cultivating on the top of the Holy Dragon's Head, Changfeng had one more task, which was refining weapons.

For half a month, Changfeng has completed the re-refining of the shaking light, and the appearance is the same as before, except that there is one more ancient yang text on both sides of the sword jaw "Shake, light". The weight of the sword is already very terrifying, 99,999 catties, which is the most numerous, which means the most of all weapons. Even the current Changfeng has just picked it up, and as for dancing, it can't be done at all.

I used the dragon tendons to carry the shaking light on my back, and went into the water to practice the sword, and I felt that the weight of adapting to more than ten days was back, or even worse than before. Changfeng was very satisfied with this effect, and after practicing ten thousand times into the hole, he found that his whole body seemed to fall apart.

Xiba hurriedly came up, handed over hot water, and thought that the thirst of the two people at the waterfall at the entrance of the cave would be solved on weekdays, and today the unprecedented delivery of water knew that Xiba was going to grind weapons again.

Changfeng also hung his appetite, sat by the spiritual fire with a golden knife, and drank the hot water leisurely before saying: "Weapons, you must use them according to your own mind before you can get your hands on them, have you finished reading your weapon introduction?"

Xiba took out a self-made weapon drawing from his chest, and the pattern of a knife was densely marked next to it: size, weight, hardness, flexibility...... Even the lines of the blade that can't be drawn are clearly explained in words. Changfeng didn't laugh at it this time, but felt that he really put his heart into it. While looking at the drawings, he calculated, and sometimes discussed with Xiba, and it took another hour to determine the drawings of Xiba's knife.

Changfeng was going to rest, but Xiba was shaking the light he wanted to see, so he took it down. deliberately put it in Xiba's hand, and saw Xiba stumble before taking the shake.

Feeling this weight, Xiba shouted: livestock. He also asked to weigh his knife by 50,000 catties, saying that he wanted to carry a forging body on his back like Changfeng. Pulling out the shaking light, he suddenly became anxious again when he saw the word shaking light on the sword jaw, saying that he was also going to cast a sword name, but he didn't think about it for a while, and Changfeng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Time passed as always, except that the clanging of swords in the cave had become the sound of forging knives. Changfeng gradually adapted to the weight of the shaking light, and Xiba's knife was almost finished. On this day, Xiba found Changfeng and said that he had thought of the name of the knife, so it was called "greedy wolf", and it was one of the seven stars that shook the light that Changfeng said, and the knife as a brother must also be one of the seven stars, so he chose "greedy wolf".

Changfeng was not happy when he heard it, but he couldn't resist the guy, so he still cast "greedy wolves" on both sides of the swallow. The knife was forged, and according to the size, it was two feet five long, and the blade was nearly two inches wide and extended to the head of the knife for more than three inches, like a glaive. The gauntlet is a howling moon wolf biting the blade, and the tail is like a wolf's tail, like a waning moon, which is very gorgeous.

The edge of the knife glows coldly, and it is unusually sharp. Xiba was just about to take it, but Changfeng put the knife away, and said: "Although the shaking light and greedy wolf are mortal weapons, the materials used are all collected by the Holy Dragon, and they are very precious. In the future, we must not let out of this place because of this."

Xiba knew that this was the place where Master Changfeng had lived, so he solemnly agreed. Changfeng handed over the greedy wolf and danced the basic sword technique with his hand. Repeating the words that the master told him to lay a good foundation, Xiba happily took it and disappeared from the smoke......