"What? Jump? This is at least ten meters, and if you don't die, you have to break your leg..."I was surprised by Ruxuan's proposal.

"Master, don't worry, your current body can resist." Ruxuan Road.

Although it's a little unbelievable, what I've experienced during this time is incredible, if I don't have enough time to jump, my grandfather won't teach me, I know grandpa is not joking;

"It's out..."

Thinking about it, I jumped down, the wind whistling in my ears, saying that it was false not to be nervous...

"Bang..."Except for the sound of feet hitting the ground, there was no imaginary sound of bones breaking.

I moved my legs, but nothing happened.

"Damn, I'm already so tough?" I blurted out

"Look, I told you it's okay, let's hurry." Ruxuan Road

Since I was unscathed, I didn't stop and ran to the limit, and I wanted to know where my current limit was.

Presumably, this time my grandfather asked me to come out, and he also limited the time, also so that I could test the changes in my body.

"It's almost there..."Chasing Wind finally spoke.

"Where?" I asked.

"It's the big tree in front of you..."

With the blessing of telepathy, I followed the perception of chasing the wind, and there was indeed a big tree without a crown a hundred meters away, and when I got closer, I saw that this tree was very thick, and I was afraid that the three of them would not be able to hold it.

From the outside, it is undoubtedly an ordinary tree, but it has no crown and no branches, like a huge stump, and there are still scorched black marks on the top of the tree.

"Master, climb up..."

The trust in them made me not hesitate, I picked at the protrusions on the surface of the tree and climbed up, this climb unlocked a new skill, my finger power reached unprecedented heights, and I also tried to climb rock walls, walls, trees, etc. with bare hands in the martial arts school, but it was very difficult, especially in small gaps, I couldn't grasp it at all.

But now it's different, I feel like I'm crawling on the ground.

Soon I climbed to the top of the tree, it turned out that the whole tree had been hollowed out by thunder, and it looked undoubted on the outside, but the inside was completely charred black, and only a layer of more than ten centimeters thick was left to support the tree.

"Master, down there." Chasing the wind is still like gold.

Seven or eight meters high tree trunk, I jumped directly without hesitation, and I jumped off the cliff more than ten meters high, what is this.

The feedback from my feet was a little soft to the touch, not like the feeling of touching solid ground when jumping off a cliff and landing, but the large amount of dust stirred up made me cough for a while...

Through the direct sunlight, I could see the situation under my feet, it was still pitch black, and most of the trees should have been carbonized by lightning.

"Master, dig." Chasing the wind.

So what are you waiting for, dig it ...

Without tools, I had to dig down quickly with my own hands, and when I climbed the tree, I experienced the strength of my fingers and the tenacity of my fingers.

After digging for more than a meter, I saw an irregularly shaped black object, which was probably lightning strike wood, right?

"yes, that's it." Chasing the wind.

I was in a hurry to go out, and I didn't even bring a bag, but fortunately, the wood was not very big, so I hurriedly took off my coat and wrapped the wood and tied it diagonally on my back.

Wood is actually much heavier than wood of the same size, and it doesn't feel like wood when you start it, so it feels hard and dense.

After fixing the lightning strike wood, I grabbed the pit left by the lightning strike and quickly climbed outward, and now the most important thing is time.

After running wildly, it didn't take long for me to come to the cliff where I had jumped, and with the experience of climbing trees, I naturally climbed towards the rock wall without stopping.

There was no pause at all back and forth, but fortunately, after getting the complete soul refining, the whole body was strong and a little perverted, and I didn't feel out of breath, but the fatigue still began to hit.

Finally, when my clothes were soaked with sweat, I rushed back home.

Ten o'clock, a point is not much, a point is not a lot.

"Grandpa, I'm back—" I gasped.

"It's okay, barely qualified, bring me the things." Grandpa was sitting quietly in the courtyard at the moment, making tea at the table.

I untied my coat, took the lightning strike wood to my grandfather's feet and put it down, turned around to clean the stains on my hands, and sat down across from my grandfather.

"Let's have a cup of tea and something to eat." Grandpa's eyes didn't take his eyes off the lightning strike wood.

"Yes, it's a good piece of material...", he also said to himself.

"Grandpa, what's next?" I asked after drinking tea and eating a few snacks.

"Some magic weapons are not refined by themselves, and they may not be able to meet the needs of users, so some people steal, rob, or even rob tombs, generally speaking, the older the magic weapon, the stronger the power, and if it comes from the hands of famous artists, the effect is even more extraordinary..."Grandpa did not answer my question directly, but continued to look at the lightning strike wood in front of him.

"You remember, refining tools, although they are called refining tools, but the most important part is not refining, but soul casting..."Grandpa suddenly looked at me and said seriously.

"You're saying that magic weapons also have souls?" I hurriedly put down the teacup in my hand.

"I told you before that everything in heaven and earth has a soul, and plants only have a soul." Grandpa said.

"There are also plants that have grown into essences, but that's because there are ghosts that have taken over the bodies of plants." Grandpa paused and continued.

Grandpa taught me basically like this, there is no prelude, just open your mouth and come, I am used to it, listen carefully.

"Refining is to use your own soul fire to refine the material into the shape you want, but at the same time, you must also protect the soul of the material, that is, you must master the fire, if the soul fire burns the soul of the material, this material will become a virtual appearance, and it will be wasted." Grandpa said.

"The so-called soul casting is to inject one's soul consciousness into the magic weapon, and merge it with the soul of the magic weapon, so that the magic weapon can play the greatest role..."Grandpa continued.

"But there are also many magic weapons that are not refined, such as some ancient weapons, or knives that have killed many people, because there will be some more powerful resentful spirits attached to the weapons, if you encounter such magic weapons, when casting souls, it is also a competition of soul power, only if your soul power is strong enough, you can surrender it and use it for your own use..."Grandpa stopped and took a sip of tea.

"As for this lightning strike wood, in terms of shape and size, refining a dagger is definitely not good, and this material is not the best choice for refining a dagger, combined with your current strength, refine it into a finger tiger and leggings, after all, your fists and feet are still good..."Grandpa said.

"Come, give me your hand." As he spoke, Grandpa held out his hand to me.

As soon as I held my grandfather's hand, I felt a warm current running upstream along my meridians, and then, the method of refining the weapon appeared in my mind like a slide, how to control the soul fire, how to cast the soul, just like a data transmission passed to me.

After a moment, Grandpa withdrew his hand and looked at me quietly.

"Grandpa, why are these exercises so simple?" I question.

"You are my grandson, and you are not an outsider, of course, how to come directly, how to come quickly, do you really write a secret book for you, let you spend three and five years to explore? I call it keeping up with the times. Grandpa said.

"Oh, too," I paused.

I saw that as soon as Grandpa waved his hand, a white light flashed, and a small piece of hard lightning strike wood fell.

"Try it." Grandpa picked up the small piece of lightning strike wood and handed it to me.

"What are you doing...?" I'm more concerned about this sword move.

"The power of the soul is released, remember I said that the soul can be transformed into any shape, and I just transformed the soul into a knife." Grandpa said.

"Don't think about it, you can't learn it now, learn the refining weapon first." Grandpa seemed to see through my thoughts.

"Oh—" I picked up the small piece of lightning strike wood, remembering the alchemy method my grandfather had just taught me.

Grandpa's method of passing on the exercises with the times is really very effective, this set of exercises in my body is like keeping pace with the times, I quickly run the soul fire to the middle of the palm according to the exercises, and a ball of orange-purple soul fire visible to the naked eye gently lifted a small piece of lightning strike wood and floated above the palm of my right hand.

"Just think of a shape." Grandpa whispered beside him.

"Then triangles," I replied softly.

I controlled the soul fire in my palm according to the method, and the lightning strike wood floating in my palm was peeling off little by little, and the whole piece exploded when I was about to succeed...

"This—" I couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"See, I'll just pour the exercises into your mind, and you may not succeed," Grandpa said.

"Take your time, don't worry, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, you have already mastered the method, all you need is control." As he spoke, Grandpa made a few more noises, and chopped off a lot of small scraps in the large piece of lightning wood.

"Call me when you can make a dagger the size of a finger, and I'll go out for a walk...", Grandpa didn't care about me, and got up and walked out the door.

After more than an hour, I was already sweating like rain, it turned out that the refining weapon was so physically exhausting, looking at the few pieces of lightning strike wood that exploded under my feet, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, grandpa had already copied the complete refining technique in my mind, and I also followed the steps to come without any mistakes, but I couldn't succeed.

It wasn't long before I stopped until I couldn't lift my hand.

"Knock knock..."I had just stopped when there was a knock on the door.

"Little Ergou... Open the door, grandpa said you're at home..."It's early summer.

"What's wrong with early summer?" I hurriedly opened the door and ushered early summer into the house.

"You haven't come to see me for so long, you have no conscience." Hatsu muttered and said.

"I was going to look for you when I got up early in the morning, but my grandfather asked me to go to the mountains and let me practice when I came back, so..."

"Hmph... There are so many excuses, but it's nothing, I'm just here to tell you, Sister Xueliu has a new mission, and she went back to the city early in the morning and left a letter for you.

"Oh..."Snow Willow is still gone, yes, she doesn't belong here, I took the letter and put it in my pocket, and I didn't rush to open it.

"Why don't you look at what's written?" Hatsu looked at me with a wicked smile on her face and said.

"Everyone is gone, I'll see it when I have time, I'll practice first." With that, I went back to the table and sat down.

I may also have some strange feelings for the early summer, but after all, I grew up together, I don't have so many courtesies for her, and I don't need to hide anything, after all, along the way, she has also accompanied me to witness all kinds of supernatural things.

"What kind of crooked ways are you practicing? See-through eyes? Early Summer walked towards me with a wicked smile.

"Ahh You've guessed it. As I spoke, I stared at Hatsu and licked my lips vigorously.

"Ahh Stinky rascal, big pervert..."Early Summer hurriedly ran out of the house with his hands in front of him and blushed.

Maybe it's what happened in the tent, maybe it's this alchemy that has tempered my mind, I just feel like I'm getting thicker and thicker...

"Let you snort, little sample..."I smiled smugly as I looked at the scared away early summer.

If there really was any clairvoyance, I would have learned it a long time ago, and it would be your turn to say...