Mu Feng's hand was gone, and he gently waved the hammer in his hand, bringing up a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, hitting the iron felt.

"Bell!"

The sound of cold and iron resonating rippled in Shuiyun Peak.

"Damn, that handyman Mu Feng is striking iron again. ”

It had only been a few days since he was settled, and he couldn't bear the loneliness anymore. ”

"Since he likes to make iron, why don't you go down the mountain and become a blacksmith, why bother to harm us in Shuiyun Peak. ”

"The scourge of Shuiyun Peak is back. ”

...

One by one, the Qi practitioners woke up from their practice, and they were awakened by this familiar and disgusting voice.

Mu Feng didn't realize that he fell into a mysterious state.

After the first hammer fell, he nodded slightly, waved his arm, and couldn't wait to drop the second hammer.

"Bell!"

The sound of cold and iron resounded again, and the qi practitioners of Shuiyun Peak woke up one after another, their faces were full of evil spirits, and they couldn't bear it anymore.

Mu Feng nodded slightly, he felt the artistic conception in the first depiction of the animal skin, he raised the hammer in his hand, and fell again.

"Bell!"

The sound of the cold iron clashing quickly smashed into the water cloud peak, and one by one the qi practitioners were about to burst, they were about to explode.

It's only been a few days since they settled, and now it's going to be a mess again, and they can't bear it anymore.

"There's something wrong with the trajectory, and there's still something missing about the gongs and hammers. Mu Feng closed the hammer, he was thinking, he was confirming the first picture in his heart.

"It should be like this!" Mu Feng suddenly waved, he waved the hammer in his hand and fell on the iron felt again.

"Bell, bell!"

After this hammer fell, the aura of his life spring suddenly became active, and the aura from the life spring gathered in Mu Feng's hand and gathered on his hammer.

These auras are accompanied by the rise and fall of the hammer, and the cycle repeats itself, flowing back to the Fountain of Life. This kind of iron-striking technique, while striking iron, is also purifying Mu Feng's aura.

The sound of cold and iron clashing resounded in the sky, Mu Feng only cared about wielding the hammer in his hand, he seemed to be enchanted, he seemed to be crazy.

He only had iron felt in his eyes and hammers in his heart, and he wanted to copy the iron-striking technique in the first depiction.

"Bell, bell!"

Mu Feng wielded the hammer in his hand wantonly, and the hammer fell on the iron felt, each hammer, every point was different.

Those disturbed Shui Yun Peak Qi Cultivators rushed out of the cultivation place one by one, and they were rushing towards the miscellaneous servants.

They have a deep affection for Shuiyunfeng, and they don't want to leave Shuiyunfeng.

They really couldn't bear it, even if they risked offending the turtle and E totem, they wanted to expel Mu Feng from the cholera Shuiyun Peak.

Turtle Totem opened his eyes wide, and he watched Mu Feng swing the hammer, as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

"Why does this sound of striking iron make my blood boil!"

It has lived for a long time, seen the vicissitudes of time, and has long been clear in its heart, but it still shows a look of surprise at this moment.

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of striking iron continued to spread, and those qi practitioners who were about to move stopped one after another.

There was a look of wonder in their eyes, for the sound of striking iron was no longer a disturbing noise to them.

They heard a mysterious and mysterious rhyme in the sound of striking iron, and the sound of this cold iron striking seemed to have some kind of special melody.

Hearing this melody makes people wake up, and the aura in their dantian suddenly surges, enlivening the whole body.

Mu Feng was still wielding the hammer in his hand, and he was caught in the oblivion of things and me, and he was completely tired.

The aura in his life spring was bubbling and steaming, gushing out and flowing back. They have undergone subtle changes in this iron-striking feast.

After he entered this mysterious state, he could not help himself with the hammer in his hand, and he couldn't stop like a madman.

"There is a rhyme in this voice, how can that handyman have such magical powers, could it be that the mysterious existence behind him has appeared?"

In the main hall of Shuiyun Peak, the Qi Peak Lord who was sitting on his knees suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of shock and doubt.

"Bell, bell!"

Mu Feng fell into madness, and the hammer in his hand drew a mysterious trajectory and hit the iron felt.

At this moment, every time the hammer fell on the iron felt, it would bring up a thread of silk, which intertwined and spread on the huge iron felt.

"Bell, bell!"

Mu Feng swung the hammer in his hand, and each hammer with an afterimage hit the iron felt.

Boom!

When the final sledgehammer fell, the iron sledgehammer in his hand shattered in all directions, turning into debris and scattering in all directions.

Mu Feng Dantian's lifespring aura boiled, and a phantom of a breath spring was faintly formed near his lifespring.

This is a sign that he is going to open up a second breath of air!

At this moment, the glorious iron felt suddenly rose a sky-high brilliance, and this shining brilliance rushed up from the iron felt, which was more than ten zhang high.

This brilliance is shining in the air, exuding a simple and mysterious atmosphere.

This brilliance that rushed out of the iron felt illuminated Shui Yunfeng, and it imprinted into the eyes of one qi practitioner after another, and their eyes were occupied by this brilliance!

"Is this a tattoo?"

"Could it be the pattern of the origin? When did the pattern of the origin appear in Shuiyun Peak!"

"It's really the original pattern, it's just a broken pattern, and I can't see its origin. ”

"That's not great, after all, it's the origin of the pattern, not the pattern engraved in the book. ”

"Why does Shuiyun Peak have the origin pattern?"

"No matter what you do, this is an auspicious descending from the sky to Shuiyun Peak, don't hurry up and comprehend. ”

"It's a good thing that I didn't leave Shuiyun Peak, otherwise I would have missed such a great opportunity. ”

"If those brothers and brothers who ran away heard about this, they would definitely regret it. ”

"Having the opportunity to comprehend the tattoo is nothing compared to that annoying handyman. ”

...

One by one, the qi practitioners took steps, they walked towards the miscellaneous servants, and they found the manifestation of the "pattern", and it was the origin pattern, which was an amazing creation.

They knew that this kind of "pattern" could not last forever in the world, and maybe it would dissipate in the next moment, and they walked very fast, not wanting to miss this opportunity to fall from the sky.

"Why are there patterns manifested?" Qi Feng Lord walked out of the main hall, his eyes full of doubts.

"This is the pattern, the pattern of the origin!"

Elder Yu walked out of the Secret Realm Cave Mansion after hearing the mysterious sound of striking iron, and his eyes were full of shock as he looked at the "lines" rising to the sky!

"Could it be that auspicious clouds have fallen from the sky to Shuiyun Peak?"

Elder Ge walked out of the cultivation place, he looked at the Shenhua rising to the sky, and muttered.

"Lines" do not appear out of thin air, and only in some specific circumstances will "lines" appear.

Naturally, there are also "lines" that fall from the sky, but this kind of thing is only found in books, and it is rare for ordinary monks to see it once in their lives.

Now that Shui Yunfeng actually has a "pattern", it naturally makes the monks stunned and excited.

Mu Feng looked at the iron felt, the hammer in his hand had been broken, and now there was only a hammer handle left in his hand.

He looked at the iron felt, which was more than half smaller, and then looked at the ten-zhang Shenhua rising from the iron felt.

This divine flower is filled with warp and weft threads, which are intertwined and intertwined with each other, forming a glittering chain.

The chain is incomplete, and there are many broken spots where it connects.

"Could it be a pattern?" Mu Feng looked at this divine chain carefully, and fell into deep contemplation.

"This is indeed the origin of the pattern, which contains the original true understanding of the pattern. ”

"This primitive pattern, although it is incomplete, is easier for people to understand the mystery of the pattern. ”

"If it's really the pattern of the origin, it's a great creation!"

...

The qi practitioners were amazed, and they discovered the value of this pattern.

The origin of the pattern, which is the initial state of the pattern, can make it easier for people to understand the mystery of the pattern.

There are also books on "patterns" in Shuiyunfeng's scripture pavilion, but those are just copied and engraved "patterns", and it is not easy to understand their mysteries.

Usually, although Lord Qi Feng and the second elder Ge Yu will also evolve their own "patterns" for qi practitioners to comprehend, they are not the original lines.

This evolved "pattern" is naturally more precious than the copy engraved in the book, and it is easier for people to understand.

However, the evolution of the "pattern" is also a great drain on the turtle and the three of them, so it cannot be easily seen.

Moreover, the pattern evolved by the turtle and the three of them is only the manifestation of their understanding of "pattern", not the "pattern" of this origin.

Although the pattern that has evolved is precious, it is quite difficult to comprehend.

Because everyone's thoughts are not the same, the understanding of tattoos will naturally not be the same.

The original "pattern" is the original form of the "pattern", which can be remembered as rare and precious.

Right now, this "pattern" that appeared out of thin air was naturally extremely precious to the qi practitioners of Shui Yunfeng.

The appearance of the origin pattern caused Shui Yunfeng to fall into a state of madness, and they rushed towards the miscellaneous servants one after another.

The closer you get to the "pattern", the easier it is to feel the mystery of the "pattern".

When they saw Mu Feng, the miscellaneous servant under the "tattoo", their eyes showed a look of surprise and envy.

"This kid is so lucky, the origin tattoo manifests in his residence. ”

"It was manifested on that piece of cold iron, I didn't expect the sect to hand over such a treasure to him to practice iron, it was really a tyrannical thing. ”

"Hurry up and understand this pattern, regardless of what that handyman does. ”

....

The Qi Cultivators didn't care about the annoying Mu Feng Miscellaneous Servant now, and all they had in their eyes was the Origin Pattern that rose to the sky on the iron felt.

They don't know how long this Origin Pattern will manifest, and they need to realize it as soon as possible.

There were only seven or eight Qi Cultivators left in Shui Yunfeng now, and all of them came to the miscellaneous servants, watching the "lines" rising from the iron felt.

They all wanted to understand the mystery of the imprint in the Origin Pattern.

Wang Tong looked at "Wen" with burning eyes, he was a qi practitioner who opened up a breath spring, not a qi practitioner who really moved things to the realm.

Therefore, this kind of "tattoo" is even more important to him, and he doesn't want to let go of this rare opportunity.

If he can comprehend this "pattern" and evolve his own pattern technique, then he is a qi practitioner in the realm of moving things!

Lord Qi Feng came, Elder Yu came, and Elder Ge also came.

"Lord Qi Feng, why is there a pattern manifesting in the miscellaneous office, is it the auspicious weather that descends when the turtle and the totem breaks through?"