(Practice hard, it's time to show your skills)

"Your hammer is a little stronger. ”

"You hammer, you should be a little slower. ”

In the casting room, Chen Zong waved the hammer, and Elder Lie stood aside and watched, saying from time to time.

Although Chen Zong refused to be his apprentice that day, causing him to leave in anger, the next day Chen Zong went to the foundry as usual, as if nothing had happened, but his attitude towards Chen Zong was obviously much better than before, and he ran to Chen Zong's side from time to time to guide Chen Zong.

Someone pointed out, Chen Zong naturally would not refuse, and his iron-striking skills improved by leaps and bounds.

September 6, 395 in the Zhenwu calendar.

Chen Zong also had more than twenty days to become a martial artist.

Practice swordsmanship!

Spectroscopy of the light.

In an instant, two sword lights broke through the air, and it could still be distinguished, and next to those two sword lights, there were two more blurry sword lights.

"It's going to break through. ”

With a secret sigh, Chen Zong continued to cultivate.

Over and over again, until a sword was slashed out, there were four clear sword lights.

A sword is divided into four lights, which is the realm of the first light splitting light glimpse of the light swordsmanship.

From the contact with the Light Splitting Sword Technique to the cultivation of the first level to the realm of Xiaocheng, it took a total of more than twenty days, and compared to the previous cultivation of the True Sword Eight Styles, the progress was about the same, making Chen Zong more aware of the extraordinariness of the True Sword Eight Styles.

"Perhaps, I should spend a little more time cultivating the Eight True Sword Styles to the subtle realm. Chen Zong said secretly, with some reverie: "Perhaps, I will cultivate the Eight Styles of the True Sword to the subtle realm, and the mysterious sword tip will give me better swordsmanship." ”

After practicing the True Sword Eight Styles thirty times, he returned to the house, and after a short rest, he cultivated the first level of the Fierce Tiger Skill.

After more than twenty days of cultivation, the qi and blood of a body have increased a lot compared to before, but there is still a big gap from the fifth layer of qi and blood fullness, Chen Zong estimates that in the absence of external forces such as the assistance of beast blood pills, it will take a year to reach the fifth layer of the qi and blood realm with his own efforts.

He is still like this to quench his blood and qi seven times, and those who have refined his blood and qi three times, if there is no external help, if they want to ascend to the fifth layer of the qi and blood realm, I don't know how many years it will take.

What's more, as you get older, your qi and blood will slowly fail, unless you can break through to the seventh layer of the qi and blood realm to form a small Zhou Tian of qi and blood, you can delay this failure.

"In a little while, I'll be able to receive the first month's task reward from the foundry, I wonder how many contribution points I will have?"

The reward for the task of being an apprentice in the foundry is closely related to the evaluation given by Elder Lie, and now Elder Lie can be regarded as favoring him, and the evaluation should not be low.

On September 10, 395 years of the Zhenwu calendar, Chen Zong entered the clan hall and was one year old.

Afternoon.

In the casting room, Chen Zong wielded a hammer to create a piece of iron.

A hammer was raised and then fell, gently hammered on the thick iron, and in an instant another hammer was shot down heavily.

After more than 20 days of repeated use and the occasional guidance from Elder Lie, the four tips of lightness, weight, urgency, and slowness have reached the level of free change.

If it is compared to a martial arts, now, Chen Zong has reached the realm of great success.

However, in a short period of time, the crude iron did not need to be sent into the furnace again to be burned red, and it had been turned into a piece of iron by Chen Zong.

Ten centimeters long, ten centimeters wide and ten centimeters high, with a flat and smooth surface and fine texture, you can know at a glance that it is a high-grade iron sword, and the iron sword smelted and cast with such an iron block is often better in terms of hardness, toughness and sharpness.

Do the math, this is the forty-fourth piece of mortal iron that Chen Zong personally created after coming to the foundry, which is enough to smelt and cast forty-four mortal iron swords or mortal iron knives.

"Let's fight a piece today. ”

After cleaning up in three or two, Chen Zong said hello to Chen Wuhou and Chen Qi and left the foundry.

"Brother walk slowly. Chen Wuhou smiled and waved his hand, for this clan brother, he admired it very much from not caring at the beginning to now, and there was an indescribable little jealousy in his heart.

Chen Qi was very envious and a little embarrassed, after all, what he said before was not very popular.

If there is no accident, today should be the day when the new children enter the outer hall of the clan hall, and Chen Yiming should also come.

"Chen Zhigang, why are you here?"

Before seeing Chen Yiming, Chen Zong met an unexpected person.

"Hmph, if you can come, of course I can come. Chen Zhigang was startled when he saw Chen Zong, his face was full of vigilance, and then he snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Staring at Chen Zhigang for a few seconds, Chen Zong suddenly smiled and ignored him again.

I remembered that there seems to be a rule in the clan hall that if the clan martial artist loses the battle, if he can cultivate to the fourth level of the qi and blood realm and become a martial artist within the next year, he will also be qualified to enter the clan hall, which is the case with Chen Zhigang.

Regarding this provision, Chen Zong only learned about it after he became a martial artist.

"Chen Zhigang, the clan hall is not comparable to the family. Chen Zong said that it was his business whether he could understand or not.

"I will overtake you and trample you under your feet. Chen Zhigang clenched his fists, his face full of anger.

Shaking his head, Chen Zong didn't pay attention to Chen Zhigang anymore, with Chen Zhigang's ability, in the clan hall, it is nothing at all, and soon he will recognize the facts, even if Chen Zhigang can rise, so what, he can defeat him twice and defeat him three times, and the gap between the two sides will only get bigger and bigger.

In the outer hall, Chen Zong found Chen Yiming.

"Brother Zong. Seeing Chen Zong, Chen Yiming was very excited.

"Yes, to become a disciple of the outer hall, you must cultivate hard, strive to temper your blood and qi to the limit, and break through to become a martial artist. Chen Zong encouraged.

"Brother Zong, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and follow in your footsteps. Chen Yiming is full of confidence, everyone who has just arrived at the clan hall is like this.

Chen Yiming is a boxer and will be assigned to the boxing group, Chen Zong is a sword practitioner, and in terms of cultivation, he can't provide much help to Chen Yiming, as for the tiger power boxing method, everything that should have been said before has already been said.

"How about my father, my aunt and Ah Lie?" Chen Zong hurriedly asked, which was also one of the main reasons why he came to find Chen Yiming.

"With Aunt Biqing to take care of, Uncle Zhengtang is doing well, they asked me to tell Brother Zong to cultivate well, don't worry about them. Chen Yiming smiled and said: "And Ah Lie, he now has a first-level cultivation in the Qi and Blood Realm, Brother Zong, do you guess how much strength his one-arm is?"

"Seven hundred catties?" Chen Zong was originally going to guess six hundred catties, but thinking about it again, Yang Lie was born with divine power, maybe after his cultivation was improved, the increase in strength would exceed the standard.

"Brother Zong, how did you guess. Chen Yiming, who was originally going to show off, said with a face, and then became excited again: "It's seven hundred catties, if you wait for Ah Lie's cultivation to reach the peak of the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, the strength of one arm will definitely exceed a thousand catties, and his heavy punch has also started, it's really terrible to think about." ”

Chen Zong also smiled, every time he talked to Chen Yiming, he felt very happy, and Yang Lie's cultivation progress also made him satisfied.

The two chatted for a while, and after Chen Zong encouraged Chen Yiming again, he told Chen Yiming that if there was anything to do, he could come to him, and he would come to see him every once in a while and leave.

Back in the house, Chen Zong began to practice the Fierce Tiger Gong, feeling the power of qi and blood surging in his body, and his whole body seemed to be filled with strong power, which made him intoxicated.

However, the cultivation of the power of qi and blood should pay attention to the scale, once it is exceeded, it will cause damage to one's body, and the gains outweigh the losses.

took out the "Little Sword Sutra", Chen Zong flipped through it, and interpreted it word by word.

The content of this little sword scripture, every time you read it, you will not get tired of it, on the contrary, the more you read it, the more flavorful it becomes, and the more you look at Chen Zong's understanding of swords and swordsmanship, the more you will have a deeper understanding.

After reading it again and putting it back in its place, Chen Zong was about to go outside, but as soon as the door opened, he saw a person stretching out his hand and about to knock on the door.

"Something?" asked Chen Zong.

"You are Chen Zong, this is an invitation for you. This person handed Chen Zong a big red gilded post in his hand, his eyes full of puzzlement and envy.

"Invitation?" Chen Zong was confused and took the post.

The red is the bottom, and the bronzing is three big characters and a golden dragon shape, as if it is about to soar into the sky.

"Shenglong sticker?" Looking at the three golden characters, Chen Zong was even more puzzled, and couldn't help but open it and take a look, and instantly understood.

This Shenglong sticker was sent by the Tang family, to be precise, it was given to Chen Zong by Tang Junluo, the purpose of which was to invite Chen Zong to go to Zhengwu Tower three days later to participate in the Shenglong meeting held by the Tang family for him.

"Tang Junluo...... The Shenglong Society ......" Chen Zong closed the invitation and pondered: "Could it be that Tang Junluo successfully broke through the limit and refined his blood qi eight times?"

Originally, refining the blood qi seven times was the limit of Fengwu City, and refining it eight times was to break the limit and break the record, creating a higher record, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was the first day in the history of Fengwu City, in this case, it was only natural for the Tang family to hold a grand event for him.

Other than that, Chen Zong couldn't think of anything else.

"Three days later?"

"It just so happens that I've been in Fengwu City for a year, but I've never seen the scenery of Fengwu City except for going in and out, so I took this opportunity to go on a walk. Putting away the Shenglong sticker, Chen Zong showed a smile, presumably the reason why Tang Junluo sent him an invitation was that the two of them drew a battle when they were martial artists, and they were valued by him, otherwise with their own background, where could they get into the eyes of the other party.

Presumably, the person who sent him the invitation just now wondered why he was such a son from the fourth layer of the Qi and Blood Realm from the tribe, but he could get the invitation from the Tang family, and he was envious, so it was the same.

Then, in addition to himself, there should be other geniuses who will also be invited, and the purpose is naturally to bring out Tang Junluo's excellence.

It's a good time to take this opportunity to meet the geniuses of other families.

The path of a warrior has never been a one-man show, and if you want to become stronger, opponents are indispensable, and friends are also needed.

The matter of the Shenglong sticker did not affect Chen Zong's normal cultivation, and he went to the foundry every day as usual to forge a few pieces of mortal iron, and practiced the Light Splitting Sword Technique and the Fierce Tiger Skill, and all aspects were improving little by little.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Chen Zong walked out of the clan hall with the fine iron sword.