Woe Lone woke up again, Leng was tired and didn't want to move at all, he didn't wipe the blood on his hands, leaning on the railing and half-lying on the bed, his two long legs folded up like scissors, and the soles of the feet below were facing Woe Lone's face.

"Failed again?" He didn't have to worry about the joints at all, touching his back was as simple as touching his chest, and the criss-crossing scars on it told him the answer.

On that day, the king of the Central Plains felt that a chaotic world was coming, and his thirst for a stable life made him have a desire for power again. He had an extremely bold idea, using his own physical body as a material, fusing sword weaving and Buddha refining and forging heaven to cast himself into a living divine weapon! Just imagine, the original terrifying restoration and the defense of the Enma Drought Devil will be such a terrifying killing weapon.

Unfortunately, it's definitely a rough and thorny road. The first question is how to be compatible with the Buddha Alchemy Heaven Casting Technique and the Sword Weaving Thaumaturgy. Thinking of the forging and enchantment in his previous life, combined with the experience of the Melting Snow Sword, Woe Duxing decided to use sword weaving as the foundation to temper his physique, and at the same time rely on the technique of carving Buddha patterns to gain resistance to the attack of true qi.

However, every time the carved Buddha pattern is cracked and deformed under the cold fire, just like unqualified clay, it becomes a strange thing in the earthen kiln.

Leng Yun curled his legs back and coiled them in a zigzag, "Huh? "Failure again and again, I didn't say anything, but Leng Yun was about to lose my hand, and the feeling of practicing calligraphy on human skin really tested people's patience.

"It's okay, look." Woe walked alone with his back to the past, and the scars on it were like gunpowder touching sparks, and they disappeared after a moment's inspection. Some splinters and scabs with a metallic sheen fall off.

"Well, why do you force it?" Leng Yun poured out a bowl of wine, cleaning the bone knife little by little, and the blood on it was all slag.

"You don't understand how strong my enemies are." The Buddha Emperor of the Nine Realms, the Emperor of the Sea, and the Crossing of Ci Hangdu...... Of course, there is also a page of Baishi Jinglun's book, which floats through his eyes one by one and pierces his heart.

Leng Yun didn't say anything more, and his silent support for his friends was better than his noisy concern. "I'm going to start." "it!" I didn't expect that in the past so many years, I was actually tricked by the doctor when I was a child, and this guy actually went in half of the words, and he couldn't help but feel excited, "Don't move, it's going to come back if it's crooked." ”

Woe Lone immediately forced himself to calm down, and the Buddha power taken from the Buddha's corpse flowed from the dantian to the younger generations, from the pipa bone, pouring down like a waterfall, "Buddha refining and casting the sky, up!" The golden Buddha light shone Leng Yun's hand shining, "Om, well, what, horn, ? The six-character mantra of Buddhism is engraved one by one along the midline of the spine and is solidified by the Buddha. The rest of the small characters were densely packed, and the six-layer cotton cloth that Woe Lone had bought in advance had been soaked with blood, and a drop fell on the stone bricks, crookedly drawing a large piece of coral.

After an hour, it was time for the sun to get off work again, and he was busy handing over his work to the moon and stars, catching the bus and running away, regardless of whether people kept or drove away. The inscription has already been engraved, and there is no need to light the lamp for the next step. Leng Yun took out six ice crystals again, and the thumb-sized fire inside burned quietly in the ice, which was the heavenly fire that Leng Yun had collected.

"It's a pity, I'm not surnamed Xiao." Woe alone is numb to the pain, and there is still leisure to vomit a groove, but unfortunately Leng Yun doesn't understand this stalk.

"Ahh Roasting people all day long, and in the end they will be roasted, and I wonder if I have created the vicious trick of "burning the city" and attracting God's curse?

The composition of the human body is complex and mysterious, and the technology is as advanced as a disaster in the past life, and it has not been possible to explore it, but the metal elements are obviously present in the human body. The very small amount of elements that have accumulated on the skin are scorched into the skin by the heavenly fire. Leng Yun maintained the flames as he picked up the shards that had fallen from the back of the Scourge Lonely Walker.

Those bones that used to be their own, but they were deformed in the process of forging again and again, and they couldn't be seen at all in the beginning.

The temperature of the core was several times higher than that of the magma, and as soon as the fragments approached the heavenly fire, they turned into a scorching fluid, and the cold water carefully controlled a liquid mass, like a cream latte art, and slowly applied it to the Buddha pattern, filling it with the dents. Woe Duxing didn't dare to relax the output of the Buddha Yuan, so he could only resist the heartburn-like pain, Leng Yun couldn't bear to take a second look, closed his eyes and used his divine sense to control the weaving sword.

It's a pity that such a painful process did not have a happy result. Failed again, and the ultra-high temperature destroyed the Buddha pattern engraved before.

Leng Yun sat there alone and dejectedly, "Life, people love, what they want is more than life, so they don't live for it; Death is what people are evil, and what is evil is worse than death, so suffering is not avoided. Life is better than death, disaster alone, you insist so much, there must be something more painful in your heart. ”

"So many mouths, not like you." Knowing that Leng Yun was comforting himself, he temporarily put aside his negative emotions and said with a forced smile.

"Love in hate? Hate in love? Or both? "Leng Yun doesn't know why he thinks of Cold Frost City, the most memorable thing for people is the word love and hate, if it is intertwined, it will be a lifetime of imprint, engraved in the heart, except for the carver, no one can erase it, can't wipe it away, can only let the blood keep flowing out of the mouth in the heart.

Time dries up with blood, and some let the owner die in tears in fierce anger or regret. can make the lazy salted fish king like Woe Lone work so hard, how big the opening in his heart should be. Leng Yun is worried about this second friend in his life.

"Chase and fight? Forget it, after all, I have to tell you, Kyushu is old and poor, don't listen to the corner, you are not tired after squatting for more than three hours. Come in and listen to it. "Woe Lone simply took this opportunity to talk about it, and the province will have other opinions when he calls people to destroy the realm and smash the field in the future.

"Hehe, so you found me?" Kyushu Yijian Zhi suddenly felt that the snow-melting sword on his back shook, and coldly patted the snow bath, "It's not him, it's this sword, there is a sense between them." ”

"Well, it's a long story, where do you start?" Those good or bad memories are like fish swimming in the sea, which are fished by the disaster alone, and shown to two friends after a trade-off. "Let's start with my hometown, which is a troubled place...... One-day ...... Mother ......"

The life of the ravines and valleys, the people of the pit have mixed feelings, and the people of the pit have mixed feelings, and they talk with Leng Yun and Kyushu Bing Candle at night, and tell the story of the little half of their lives, except for the last sentence: "The Confucian sage is there," "My Uncle Kyushu will help you cut down those bald donkeys!" ”

"Good brother!" "Well, good brother!"