In the center of the main hall, the air waves were constantly surging, and the huge momentum made it impossible to see the appearance of the two people in the field for a while!

When the turmoil gradually dissipated, everyone was surprised!

I saw Qu Qiang lying on his stomach with his face facing the ground, unconscious, the Duzun Sword fell to the side, and an obvious blood hole was revealed in his abdomen, and blood continued to flow out of it!

And Ling Zhu was lying against the wall, one leg curled, and the other hand was supporting the Xuantie Heavy Blade, which had been broken into two at this time!

Ling Zhu's body was covered with countless large and small scars, he looked like a bloody man from a distance, he didn't pass out like Qu Qiang, but his eyes were dim and dull, and he seemed to be in a coma at any time.

Several disciples helped Qu Qiang up at the same time, seeing that he looked like he was fainting, they hurriedly forcibly stuffed the precious pill into his mouth, and sent him a series of spiritual energy to repair his internal injuries.

Seeing this, Jun Yulong walked towards him, squatted down, and put his hand on Ling Zhu's shoulder.

The slightly cold aura penetrated into his body, and Ling Zhu's eyelids lifted a little and glanced at Jun Yulong.

"This is the aura of all things, and it has a miraculous effect on restoring internal injuries. Jun Yulong smiled.

Ling Zhu's Mu Zun True Qi could slowly heal itself, but an injury of this magnitude also took enough time, and now the aura that Jun Yulong conveyed to him also had a strong healing effect, making Ling Zhu's recovery speed even faster.

Qu Qiang was carried down, although he seemed to be seriously injured, but in fact, he did not have to worry about his life, with the rich resources in the Tiger Sect, it only took a while to recover.

"In this battle, even if the two of them are tied, how about it?"

Jun Yulong suddenly stood up and shouted to everyone in the main hall.

Everyone was silent, knowing that Jun Yulong was undoubtedly taking care of Qu Qiang's face by doing this, although both of them had lost their combat effectiveness, but if it was in a life-and-death fight, Ling Zhu stayed awake, Qu Qiang would have died!

However, Ling Zhu himself did not have any opinion on this result, he knew that he was not so seriously injured by virtue of his stronger physique in the end, and Qu Qiang's strength won Ling Zhu's approval!

Surprisingly, there was no change in the ranking list, and Ling Zhu was still in the eighteenth place.

Ling Zhu meditated in the Ranking Hall for a day, during which everyone left, and Jun Yulong's attempt to send Ling Zhu back was rejected by him.

Ling Suke, who was meditating at the moment, carefully recalled the many details of today's battle, and he found that there were all kinds of deficiencies in his sword technique!

"That Sword ......"

The graceful shadow of the Duzun Sword appeared in Ling Zhu's eyes, and it seemed to touch an important inspiration somewhere in his heart.

"My knife technique is still too clumsy, and it lacks complexity and variety!"

Ling Zhu felt like this in the main hall, and the injuries on his body were also healed.

At dawn the next day, he opened his eyes, a smile on his lips.

"It's late in the little magic power. Ling Zhu said to himself.

With the accumulation of thick and thin hair, Ling Zhu directly entered the late stage realm of the Little Divine Power by recovering from his injuries, which was also a matter of course for him.

"It's time to go!"

Ling Zhu saw that on the leaderboard, his name appeared prominently in the eighteenth place, and a strong battle intent appeared in his eyes!

"Qu Qiang, who ranks fourth, is already so powerful, what kind of Tianjiao is the top three?"

Ling Zhu couldn't help but sigh, the Tiger Carrying Sect was indeed one of the three major sects in the Xiyan Realm, and there was no shortage of top geniuses among them, and he still underestimated the people of the world!

......

A few days later, one night, Ling Zhu was meditating in his room when suddenly a vague figure disappeared into his room out of thin air.

It wasn't until the figure gradually solidified that Ling Zhu realized that an old man in a gray robe was sitting upright at the table, closing his eyes and caressing his white beard with his hands.

"Your Excellency?"

Ling Zhu asked vigilantly, not knowing who it was, let alone what purpose it was.

"This person's cultivation is unfathomable!!, he even concealed my natural body's perception ability, and he couldn't feel how he got in at all!"

"Call me Elder Sheep. ”

This old man is one of the old monsters of the Tiger Carrying Faction, the sheep courtier, who defends Ling Zhu everywhere in his bet with Suodu.

"Elder Yang!" Ling Zhu let out a sigh of relief, while secretly guessing the purpose of this elder's coming to him.

"Didn't you take a fancy to my potential and want me to worship him as a teacher?" Ling Zhu sneered.

"You're very good!" said the sheep courtier approvingly, and he frowned when he noticed the two truncated blades in the corner of the wall.

"You're a good black iron material, but the casting method seems to be a little rough. ”

"Oh?" Ling Zhu's eyes lit up, "What advice does Elder Yang have?"

"There are master craftsmen in the Refining Courtyard who can repair this kind of dark iron, you can try it. Elder Yang said.

"Refining Academy?" Ling Zhu was extremely excited, "It's great that you can help me repair the Darkiron Heavy Blade!"

"Well," Yang Chenzi threw Ling Zhu something, which was a piece of dark pig iron, "you take this thing, go to the Refining Academy to find Master Lu, and ask him to help you restore it." ”

Ling Zhu took the piece of pig iron in his hand, it was quite heavy in his hand, and it didn't look like ordinary pig iron.

After the sheep courtier left, Ling Zhu couldn't sit still, and asked someone about the location of the refining academy, so he went directly.

The Refining Courtyard is in an inconspicuous corner, and its appearance is very ordinary, looking like an old mansion.

Before I even entered, I heard the noisy sound of iron striking inside, and from time to time there were quarrels.

Ling Zhu walked in carefully, but the space inside was very large, there were huge iron stoves everywhere, and a group of unclothed strong men were sweating and working.

"Dangdangdang......"

The sound of hammer striking comes and goes, like a piece of music full of special rhythms.

"Hello," Ling Zhu found a craftsman, "May I ask who Master Lu is?"

The craftsman's face was full of impatience, and he seemed to dislike being disturbed: "Don't you see that I am refining the most critical step?"

"I'm sorry, I have something to do with Master Lu!" Ling Zhu kept smiling.

"Hmm~ who? are you looking for Fat Lu?" The craftsman seemed to have a taste at this time, and said with a glare, "Boy, are you looking for someone to forge weapons? He is the worst craftsman here!"

"Which one here is better than him, you look for him?

Ling Zhu frowned, but still said, "Well, I'm looking for Master Lu!"

"Hehe, Lu Fatzi is also called a master!

The craftsman raised his head and screamed, "Hey, Fat Lu, you have to do the work of opening the door!"

In an inconspicuously dimly lit corner, a stocky man was sitting and napping, and the fire in the stove next to him was about to be extinguished, and there was a buzzing explosion.

"Hello Master Lu!"

Ling Zhu paced in front of him, but the short and stout master Lu was still sleeping soundly and ignored Ling Zhu.

As the craftsman said, the worst master here is Master Lu, and few people look for him to forge tools on weekdays, so now the other craftsmen and masters are busy, and only this person sleeps awakely in the corner.

"It was Elder Yang who told me to come to you. Ling Zhu said another sentence and looked at Master Lu with a smile.

"What are you looking for me for?"

Master Lu's eyes still hadn't opened, and his lips moved slightly.

"Please ask Master Lu to help repair this knife!"

Ling Zhu pulled out the Dark Iron Heavy Blade from behind him, and placed the two severed blades next to the furnace that was about to go out.

Master Lu's eyes opened a slit, glanced at the two broken blades of the dark iron with disdain, sneered a few times, and said, "This knife has been broken, even if it is repaired, it can't go back to the original, are you sure you want to repair it?"

"Sure!It's important to me!" Ling Zhu nodded affirmatively.

Even if the Darkiron Heavy Blade couldn't return to its original appearance, Ling Zhu still wanted to restore it completely!

"Go, go!" Master Lu waved his hand impatiently, "You go to find every one here, just find any one, any of them can renew this knife for you, don't come to trouble me to sleep!"

After speaking, Master Lu fell asleep quietly and seriously, and after a while, he made a snoring sound.

"Bang dang!"

A piece of dark pig iron fell at Master Lu's feet, and the snoring immediately stopped!

"Boy, who are you?"

Master Lu completely opened his eyes, and Ling Zhu noticed that his eyes were cloudy, but they were full of vicissitudes of life......