Ye Changsheng took out a box of black ointment, evenly applied it to the burned palm and arm, and then wrapped it with gauze.

The ointment is called scald ointment, but it is the secret of Wenjiantang, and after Zhang Daoxu's improvement, the healing effect has been greatly improved.

With a move of his mind, Ye Changsheng disappeared from the spot and entered the "Ura Realm".

In the seventh-level floating slaughter of the Linghai space, the four-story tower flashed with black light, and in the tower space, a floating lotus flower exploded, turning into a clear stream, flowing outward.

Ye Changsheng's burned arm flashed with black light, and pieces of black lotus petals spread out like fish scales, wrapping the entire arm tightly.

A hint of coolness came, Ye Changsheng closed his eyes and began to relive the previous scene.

After many rounds of training and testing, the Spiritual Fire was finally able to harness the energy and use it for him.

However, this application is only rudimentary, and the symbolism is greater than the practical meaning.

Taking the Xuaniron Stone melted by the Spiritual Fire of the Mother and Child as an example, this simple and crude melting is actually a taboo for swordsmiths, and it cannot be applied to sword casting at all.

Too hot a flame will melt all the substances in the ore indiscriminately, including impurities and the essence of the ore.

It's like smelting iron from a crude earthen stove, and the iron is smelted from the ore, but it's nothing more than a black lump, and the solidified impurities in this black lump are often more difficult to clean.

Therefore, a clever swordsmith will always control the temperature of the flame, melt the ore layer by layer, and peel off the impurities layer by layer, only in this way can the essence of the ore be maintained to the greatest extent, and the final molten iron will be more pure.

Because of the use of the furnace, the swordsmith can adjust the temperature through various fuels, change the temperature through the blast, and control the temperature with the assistance of the Spirit Gathering Circle.

There are too many variables involved in this, and negligence and carelessness at any moment may affect the final quality of a sword.

For a sword-forging master like Ye Changsheng, the temperature and heat he controls may be a bit exaggerated to describe it as ever-changing, but the ever-changing nature is real.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the effect of the spiritual fire of the child and mother is now like a stick of firewood burning in an earthen stove, but in fact, nothing can be refined.

Not only could he not refine anything, but he would also severely burn Ye Changsheng all the time.

But even so, if the son and mother spiritual fire can have the current performance, Ye Changsheng is already ten thousand satisfied.

As long as he persists, the means of controlling the energy of the child and mother spirit fire will be more skillful, and the way of controlling the energy will be more flexible and changeable.

And with the cooperation between him and the spiritual fire of the son and mother, the understanding becomes more and more tacit, and one day, the spiritual fire of the son and mother will exert its due power.

It must be trained, a lot of training, and a long time of training, so that the spiritual fire of the son and mother can grow up faster, and truly become a powerful help in his sword-forging path.

In this regard, Changsheng is full of confidence.

Bite!

The bell hanging from the cabin door suddenly shook a few times, making a crisp bell.

Ye Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the bell of the door through the somewhat fluctuating prayer wheel, and instantly withdrew from the Jara Realm.

Removing the gauze wrapped around his arm, his arm was as healed as before, and the skin on his palm was as smooth as new.

Changsheng nodded in satisfaction and walked towards the outside of the cabin.

In the darkness of the night, the young monks, dressed in white and barefoot, held a dragon club, stood like a statue on the deck.

Seeing Ye Changsheng coming, Wu Yan stepped forward, and Ye Changsheng looked at Ye Changsheng with a lot of strange eyes, and suddenly asked, "You really defeated Meng Mastiff King Kong?"

Ye Changsheng also had a strange expression, you came all the way to ask this?

Changsheng avoided answering, and instead asked, "Didn't you go to Cloud Dragon City?"

Not long ago, Zuo Yuenlong, the king of the North Sea, set a trap in Zimu Mountain outside Yunlong City, wanting to put Ye Changsheng to death, and even used the masters of the Demon Gate, and even the strong people of the Demon Gate.

The battle of the strong in Zimu Mountain was too big, even if the Yunlong Principality wanted to hide it, it couldn't hide it.

The Demon Gate is so rampant, as the Daoist Guardian of the Daoist Sect, the Fayan Sect naturally wants to send someone to investigate, and Changsheng got the news before he left, and Wu Zhen also came.

So at this moment, on the river not far from Condor City, Changsheng was still a little surprised to see Wu Xu.

After thinking of the business of this trip, he said solemnly: "Wuxin, we got the news that the Demon Gate is likely to intercept and kill you on the river, and the master will send a little monk to protect you." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but stiffen his shoulders, not proud, but proud.

As a Guardian, you must be stronger than the Guardian, this is purely a subconscious reason, and it has nothing to do with whether you think it this way or not.

After all, he is a teenager, how can he be exempt from vulgarity?

The Demon Gate wants to intercept me?

Ye Changsheng nodded unexpectedly, the two major offerings behind him, Ye Xiangdong and the others, were nervous, and their big hands couldn't help but clench their weapons.

On the wide river, in front of the big ship, there is already a small boat, which is a pilot boat sent by the Principality of Condor.

According to the current itinerary, it will probably take less than an hour for them to reach the dock outside Condor City.

If the Demon Gate really wants to do it, it can only be in this one hour!

Ye Changsheng asked, "What do you need us to do?"

Wu Zhen definitely didn't come alone, but he only showed up alone, which means that the Buddhist masters of the Fayan Sect are likely to have made arrangements.

There was no expression on Wuzhen's face, and Mu Ran said: "You don't have to do anything, when it's time to make a move, just make a move." ”

Ye Changsheng nodded, turned to look at Ye Xiangdong.

Ye Xiangdong understood, immediately bowed down and retreated, and as the orders were issued layer by layer, the more than 200 Ye family warriors on the whole ship immediately entered a state of readiness.

After everyone retreated, Wuxuan was silent for a moment, but he couldn't help but ask, "Wuxin, did you really defeat Meng Mastiff King Kong?"

Ye Changsheng was helpless, so he had to say vaguely: "It's just a fluke, it's just a tie." ”

Wu Zhen's competitive spirit is not ordinarily strong, which he may not even be aware of.

If you want Wuzhen to know that he beat the Mengmastiff into a dog, Wuzhen will definitely not be convinced, and he will find the law to fight him.

It doesn't matter if he makes a move, Changsheng also likes to make a move with Wuzhen, but in his later trip, he doesn't have time to learn from Wuzhen, and the magic bell is also nearby.

If you keep following it, it will be a trouble after all.

Wu Zhen was really unconvinced, a few years ago, Ye Changsheng's strength, he simply ignored it.

However, in the days that followed, every time he saw Ye Changsheng again, Ye Changsheng's strength suddenly jumped up, which was surprising and shocking.

I don't know when, Wu Zhen was surprised to find that Ye Changsheng's strength was so strong that he could already be his opponent, an opponent whose strength was matched.

And now, Ye Changsheng actually defeated the Dharma Protector King Kong of Huoyun Temple, the mid-level Mastiff of the Supreme Realm, how could he not be shocked?

On the way here, Wu Zhen has been pondering, and now that he sees Ye Changsheng himself, of course he has to ask clearly.