Chapter Eighty-Three: Forging

Chiyang maintained this state for another half a day, and just as the sun was about to set, Chiyang's spirit finally couldn't support it.

"Well... I'm so sleepy, I can't do it anymore, or.. Let's sleep for a while, Master... Master Ancestor, he shouldn't be counted..."

If the current state of Chiyang is described by the light of fire, it is a match-sized fire, swaying in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time.

Just when Chiyang's consciousness was about to fall into the endless abyss, the almighty heart appeared again, and I saw that a warm current suddenly appeared in Chiyang's heart, which quickly extended to his head.

Just as Chiyang's consciousness was falling infinitely, it was wrapped in a warm light, and then he escaped from this endless abyss with Chiyang.

"I was saved again, what the hell is going on with this power, is there any strange setting in my body?"

Chiyang, who was awake again, sensed the warm current that disappeared from his heart, and was immediately puzzled. But this doubt didn't last long before I was attracted by a strange change.

"What's going on, I didn't open my eyes, but why can I see things in the outside world clearly, am I awakened to the white eyes? This is not right, the white eyes have to be opened, what the hell is going on with me?"

At this time, Chiyang did not open his eyes, but he could perceive things in the outside world, including the insects on the grass on the sidelines, and the eagles flying in the air, everything could be perceived at 360 degrees, and this wonderful artistic conception made Chiyang unable to calm down for a long time.

Suddenly, this artistic conception suddenly disappeared, and even Chiyang lost consciousness. The reason for all this is the next morning.

Just now the next morning, I suddenly noticed the appearance of the power in Chiyang's heart, and then the generation of that strange perception, and after feeling that it was almost there, I instantly arrived at Chiyang's side, and a hand knife ended anything.

"Yes, earlier than I imagined, I think when I realized this 'selflessness', but it took half a month, and I still have high talent, which is really enviable. ”

If others heard this, they would definitely be shocked, and it was inconceivable that the saint would say words of envy for others, but in fact, this sentence of envy was said from the bottom of his heart the next morning.

Don't look at him now that he is admired by the world, but this kind of admiration is earned by his hundreds of years of hard cultivation, if he had half of Chiyang's talent at that time, he would not have suffered so much, this is the true portrayal of Yi Chen now.

"Rest well, and when you wake up, you will know that your sins of the past few days have not been in vain. ”

At this time, the next morning had already put Chiyang on the stone, and with a wave of his big hand, the white spiritual power wrapped it again, repairing everything needed to nourish Chiyang's body.

Then, the next morning, he flew into the sky, and he didn't know where he went.

At night, on another empty island, there were bursts of crying in the martial arts training ground.

"Grandpa, I don't want to practice anymore, woo~ I'm so tired, grandpa, let's not practice anymore, okay. ”

Mo Qi, who has been practicing for several days, finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he started crying, usually when Mo Qi cried, Mo Tian would come forward to comfort him, and there was actual concern, but this time he didn't. Just symbolic pacification in the distance.

"Kiki, don't you want to beat your brother Chiyang, if you win against him, he will tell you stories every day?"

This bet was told to Mo Qi two days ago, but there was a slight change in the middle, such as after Mo Qi won Chiyang, he could listen to stories every day and the like, in short, he used this statement to stabilize Mo Qi several times, otherwise Mo Qi would have given up cultivation a long time ago.

"Woo woo ~ I've said it several times, grandpa must be lying, Kiki is tired, I don't want to practice anymore, don't listen to stories, Kiki wants to rest, woo woo~~"

In the face of Motian's reassurance, Moqi said that he couldn't accept it, so he squatted on the ground and cried.

In fact, this is also reasonable, I used to train for a short time every day, but in the past few days, from the moment I opened my eyes during the day to late at night, Mo Qi was practicing except for eating and sleeping.

It's good for an eleven-year-old girl to be able to hold on to today, but Ferris doesn't want to forget about it.

"Mo Qi, you stand up for me, the people of my Mo family can't give up easily, you stand up for me. ”

This time, Motian didn't know what was wrong, and he suddenly became angry with Moqi, and his words were more intense, so it was Moqi's turn to accept it.

"Mom and Dad don't want me anymore, and now Grandpa doesn't love me anymore, woo woo ~ Grandpa, you are a bad person ~"

Feeling that he had been taught a lesson, Mo Qi ran out of the martial arts training ground crying and screaming.

After Motian saw Mo Qi running, he didn't catch up, but did it on the stone bench on the side, looked at the stars with a sad face, and thought: "Hey~ Son, what do you say I should do as a grandfather, eleven years, a full eleven years, from the moment Kiki was born, you left."

I've taken care of Kiki in every way for so many years, in fact, I've always wanted to spoil Kiki like this, but now time is running out, if Kiki is still that kind of pampered, then what should she do in the future, hey~ I hope I can survive this turmoil, only in this way can Kiki live so carefree. ”

This paragraph of thought, the helplessness of the sky, and the love for Moqi, it seems that the great people of the world also have this kind of realistic distress.

At this time, Mo Qi had already taken off her little shoes, got into her own quilt and continued to cry, after a while, tired nerves, plus excitement, made this eleven-year-old girl quickly fall asleep, but there was still a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes.

This night is destined to be some people happy and some worried, the next morning, on the high mountain, the next morning walked for a night, appeared next to Chiyang at about six o'clock, and the white spiritual power on Chiyang's body has dissipated.

"Hey, boy, wake up, it's dawn!"

"Hmph~Huh~"

The next morning gently patted Chiyang's face with his hand, and the recovered Chiyang opened his eyes, looked at the next year's smiling face, and quickly stood up with a carp.

"Master, you're here. As soon as he finished speaking, Chiyang suddenly realized that something was wrong, shook his hands full of strength, and thought, "Hmm, why is there nothing wrong with my body, I feel full of strength, is it true that yesterday's events are all fake?"

Thinking of this, Chiyang wanted to ask Yi Chen what was going on, but Yi Chen didn't give him a chance.

"Since it's okay, let's hurry over and train for today. ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the open space in the center of the top of the mountain, and Chiyang saw that there was an iron pillar in the open space, which was three meters high and less than one meter in diameter.

"Master, what is this iron pillar for?" Chi Yang asked as he ran to Yi Chen's side.

"This pillar is what you are training for today. ”

The next morning, he patted the big iron pillar and made a buzzing sound, which made Chiyang even more confused.

"Master, I didn't even feel the 'selflessness', why did it become a project, and what use does this big iron pillar have for me?"

Chiyang also touched the iron pillar, and found that there were bursts of cold air coming from it, and he didn't know what kind of material it was made of.

"Haven't you already comprehended 'selflessness', how can you say that there is no? Think about it carefully, what you felt yesterday, and if you understand it, we will move on to the next item. ”

The next morning looked at Chiyang and said with a smile, while Chiyang fell into yesterday's memories.

"Do you feel it?

Thinking of this, Chiyang suddenly recalled the feeling of yesterday, he could perceive everything around him with his eyes closed, and it was a 360-degree perspective with himself as the center.

"It seems that you have already thought that kind of visual experience, you are looking at the whole world with your soul, and if you are not careful, your soul will be scattered, and selflessness means that you can see everything including yourself, but that is not your real self, so it is called selflessness, and this feeling can allow you to strengthen your spiritual power or your own body in both directions, and the specific benefits will be known when the time comes. ”

The next morning's explanation made Chiyang instantly realize, and he thought: "It turns out that the soul was out of the sheath yesterday, no wonder it feels weird." ”

"Okay, now that we understand, let's move on to the next one, forging steel. ”

"Forged steel, Master, what does this forged steel mean, is it for me to refine this iron pillar?"

Understood the previous one, and the next one stumped Chiyang, but Yi Chen took the trouble to explain: "Forged steel, as the name suggests, is to smelt steel, I'll demonstrate it first, and you can do what I do." ”

Someone can demonstrate, Chiyang nodded, and took a few steps back, giving Yi Chen room to play.

"Hah'"

I saw that the next morning shouted, and a hand knife cut off a small section of the iron pillar, and the remaining large section was knocked down by the next morning's palm, and the huge impact made the ground tremble.

As the dust filled the air, only the crackling sound of crackling could be heard, and the sound of steel grinding could be heard from time to time, and the whole process lasted only three minutes.

After three minutes, the sound of the blow completely stopped, and the next morning from the dust and smoke, he held an irregularly shaped piece of iron.

"Master, what were you doing just now, crackling?"

Chiyang was very curious about what he was doing the next morning, but the dust and smoke blocked it, and Chiyang couldn't do it if he wanted to.

"Didn't I tell you to look at it? Forget it, do you see the remaining iron pillar on the ground?"

"Well, I see. ”

"Later, you can use your fists to make this iron pillar smaller than this. ”

Chiyang looked at the piece of iron that Yi Chen was pointing at with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "This is simply impossible, how can you forge iron into such a small size with your fists, this can't be done at all." ”

The piece of iron that Yi Chen refers to is the one he is holding in his hand, this piece of iron is forged by hand by Yi Chen, in fact, Chiyang said that it is impossible for a reason, the iron pillar more than two meters high is smashed so small with a fist, who will believe it.