In the city of Python, there is a small courtyard.

As soon as I reached the gate of the courtyard, I heard the sound of clanging inside.

"Is your master still refining the sword so late?" asked Chen Fan with some puzzlement.

Now that the sky is getting dark, the sky that is already full of demonic energy is even darker below.

He saw that there was no candle flame among others, and if he forged a sword under such circumstances, he believed that the quality of the sword should not be good.

As if he understood what Chen Fan was thinking, the swordsman in Tsing Yi hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"The seniors misunderstood, it's just that a few of my juniors are tempering their own strength. ”

Chen Fan followed the swordsman in Tsing Yi to the courtyard, and indeed saw several young men using sledgehammers to continuously beat a piece of iron containing impurities.

In doing so, the impurities in the iron can indeed be beaten out. It's just that this efficiency is quite low, and the physical load on the monk is very large.

"This is the rule of my master, if you want to become a qualified swordsmith, you must be physically strong enough. The swordsman in Tsing Yi said with a smile on his face.

Chen Fan looked at the other party's not a strong physique, and knew that this guy must be not doing his job.

It is estimated that he did not inherit the mantle of his master, and went further and further on the road of forging swords. On the contrary, he seems to be obsessed with kendo and wants to become a great swordsman.

However, Chen Fan didn't know what this kid's talent was, and he would have to wait until the other party made a move.

When several juniors saw the Tsing Yi swordsman coming, they immediately put down the hammer in their hands and hurriedly came to the side of the Tsing Yi swordsman.

"Senior brother is back!"

A few juniors said with some flattery, in fact, their teachers' resources were quite poor. To forge a sword in such a poor place, not many people will come to the door and ask them to do things.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi immediately took out all the spirit stones on his body and put them in the hands of several junior disciples.

"You must cultivate well, and don't waste these spirit stones. "These cultivation resources were also brought by the swordsman in Tsing Yi outside, and they were all obtained through legitimate means.

He was also wandering outside alone, but for the sake of the cultivation of a few junior disciples, he would rather pay more things.

Chen Fan saw the scene of handing over the spirit stones in the master's gate, and he was a little moved.

I thought that when I first started cultivating, I didn't have many resources for cultivation. Those elders of the sect also often helped themselves, otherwise, he would not be able to become a famous genius in the Miracle Continent.

After a closer look, these people have very good temperaments.

In such a difficult environment, I can grit my teeth and constantly temper my physique and cultivate hard.

If they get enough resources to cultivate, I believe that the achievements of these people will not be very low.

"Why did you stop?"

In the middle of the courtyard, an old voice floated over.

After everyone heard this, they walked towards the courtyard one after another, and the swordsman in Tsing Yi was naturally no exception.

Chen Fan followed behind them, but his pace was quite slow.

"Master!"

An old man who was a little old was lying on the Taishi chair, holding an iron fan in his hand, constantly blowing the fan.

Chen Fan could see at a glance that the pu fan in the other party's hand was definitely not an ordinary material. The old man did not use his spiritual power at all, but fought the wind through his own physical strength.

After carefully observing the other party's realm, he had just come to the realm of the Holy Fetus. Being able to have such perseverance made Chen Fan also awe-inspired.

Seeing that an outsider was coming, the master of the Tsing Yi swordsman also widened his eyes.

It seems that no outsiders have come here in this place for a long time, but everyone's enthusiasm for cultivation has never diminished.

"I don't know who this fellow Daoist is?"

After hearing the master's initiative to ask, the swordsman in Tsing Yi hurriedly said with a smile.

"This senior is the one I found to forge a sword for you, master. ”

After saying this sentence on the surface, the swordsman in Tsing Yi hurriedly transmitted the voice to his master.

"Master, the strength of this black-clothed senior is quite strong. The city lord of Python City has already been killed by this senior, and the city lord of Tiger City who died in his hands. ”

Chen Fan heard the other party's transmission, but he was silent on the surface.

When the master of the Tsing Yi swordsman heard this, the fan in his hand was about to lose his grip, and the whole person immediately stood up.

"Meet the seniors. ”

He immediately woke up with a great gift of cultivation, and Chen Fan also supported the other party's body with his backhand.

The old man's body was quite strong, especially a pair of arms, which were knotted with terrifying muscles. If you don't look at your face, everyone will think that this is a powerful body cultivator.

"Daoyou is so polite. Chen Fan said in a flat tone.

The old man's heart was even more shocked.

Although he was only a monk in the early stage of the Holy Fetus, he was still very confident in his physical strength purely in terms of physical strength.

You must know that after coming to the Holy Fetus realm, the monk will not take the initiative to exercise his physical body, unless it is a specialized physical cultivation.

Looking at the senior in front of him, the other party was carrying a long sword, and he was white-skinned. It is obviously a sword cultivator, and it is absolutely impossible to be a body cultivator.

Physical cultivation is the image of a rough man in everyone's minds, how could he be so delicate.

Not only that, the muscles on Chen Fan's body are not terrifying at all, but his whole person is also a little thin.

But just like this, the old man felt that the other party's hands had a thousand powers, and he was like a weak child being lifted by the other party.

"How is that possible?"

The old man was quite confident in his physical strength, so he wanted to break free.

Violent power erupted from him, and even the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm had to take three steps back after being confronted by such a powerful physical force.

Chen Fan was still holding the other party's arms with a smile on his face, and his hands were like iron claws, not moving at all.

The old man was really convinced now, and said with some sighs.

"The seniors are really monstrous, and the old man really admires it. ”

He has been fighting iron all his life, and his physical strength has reached a point where he has reached the pinnacle. But what he didn't expect was that a descendant who looked so delicate would be able to play with him like a child.

"Seniors don't have to be overly modest, to have such a physical strength is already quite rare in the realm of seniors. Chen Fan said with a smile on his face.

After being praised by such a powerful monk, the old man's face was also full of joyful smiles.

After all, the disciples next to him were watching, if the other party denied him, wouldn't it make him very faceless.