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"Boy, it's really good, you are indeed qualified for this Yang Sword. ”

As the physical body was extinguished, the voice of the sixth hall master of the Martial Hall carried a hint of relief and complexity.

When the voice of the sixth hall master was completely extinguished, a powerful spiritual imprint turned into a silk thread and entered Ling Feng's eyebrows.

After Ling Feng digested it, a smile appeared on his face.

Because this spiritual imprint contains the location of the Yang Sword of Cutting Yuan.

After collecting all the eighteen levels and eighteen keys, Ling Feng continued to move forward, reaching the end of the flame corridor.

At the end was a gate that was dozens of zhang horizontal and vertical, and the inside was completely composed of a combination of colorful energy, like ripples in the water, spreading outward layer by layer, blocking Ling Feng's way.

Ling Feng's eyes carefully investigated, and found that the surface of this energy gate showed eighteen perforations, corresponding to eighteen keys.

After inserting all eighteen keys into the piercing, the energy of the gate finally dissipated, and a dark vortex appeared in front of him.

Ling Feng raised his foot again and stepped in.

The moment the body melted into the whirlpool, it was up and down, and when it was time for tea, Ling Feng came to the foot of a small mountain.

This mountain turned out to be completely forged by stars and iron, and what was even more strange was that the strange iron trees and iron flowers that grew on the mountain looked no different from ordinary strange flowers and plants, and they also exuded a strong breath of life.

"There's something weird about this place!"

Ling Feng looked around again, and saw the white clouds in the sky, formed, and the mountains and rivers were all made of metal.

However, metal is a dead thing, and the flow of metal will always stagnate. Metal white clouds will always be finalized, right?

There is nothing at all, everything that enters the eye, all the scenery is operating normally in accordance with the order of the laws of heaven and earth.

"Such a bizarre place. It should be similar to what they said before, the placenta of Shinto weapons on the Shinto list. ”

Ling Feng muttered, "Don't worry about it for now." Climb through this metal hill and see what is hidden at the top of the mountain. ”

Why is his cultivation so strong, he sensed it around him, and found that there was no hidden threat, so he put his mind at ease.

The moment his heel landed on the first step, Ling Feng sensed that something was wrong.

The stairs were only a few feet horizontal, and according to common sense, he could step over them with one step. However, at this moment, there were countless voices around him.

Knock knock!

The sounds are very mixed and very harsh.

It's like a refiner, holding a hammer, forging a weapon that is about to take shape.

Ling Feng tried to forcibly expel this harsh voice!

However, the voice was extremely eerie, and it was simply pervasive, no matter how he turned off his intuition. Senses, none of which can be done.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. Think you can stump me?"

Ling Feng looked disdainful, endured a burst of harsh sounds, and stepped forward.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded again.

I saw the lights and shadows flickering around him, and when he came back to his senses, he was still standing in the distance, not moving.

"Is this ladder the path of the Heavenly Hammer?"

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a look of enlightenment, and he seemed to understand.

The path of the Heavenly Hammer has a total of eighteen steps. The Naiwu Hall has gathered the efforts of countless generations of hall masters, and contains the magical power of space reversal.

He is certainly a profound cultivator. But if you want to surpass so many Martial Hall ancestors, it seems that you can't do it.

"It seems that there is only one way. It is to understand the sound of these hammers, and perhaps there is a glimmer of hope. ”

Ling Feng pouted speechlessly.

In the iron industry, he used to look down on him very much, and when he was in Tianxuan, he laughed at many times.

Today, I have to become a blacksmith who makes iron, and I can't help but cry and laugh.

After calming down, Ling Feng squatted on the ground and began to seriously sense the sound of hammers hitting weapons that were constantly being transmitted around him.

Popping, sinking and floating, ups and downs.

These sounds are so harsh that they fall into the ears and can almost shake the internal organs.

At the beginning, Ling Feng forcibly endured it, but I don't know how long it took, those mixed sounds disappeared, and the sound conveyed seemed to be like water drops falling on the rocks, crisp and pleasant.

At this moment, Ling Feng's mind was clear.

He seemed to see a shirtless blacksmith beside the scorching furnace, with a man full of arms with a handle.

Such a feeling is mysterious and mysterious, you can't see it, you can't touch it.

After a long time, Ling Feng returned to his senses from the magical feeling of forgetting heaven and man, and at this moment he realized that the sound of striking iron had dissipated.

It didn't dissipate, but it turned into a memory, an experience, and it was completely integrated into his mind.

Similarly, he didn't know anything about refining weapons, but now he seems to have a thorough understanding.

He stepped on it again!

The feeling of whirling space disappeared, allowing him to reach the second Heavenly Hammer path naturally.

The second staircase still conveys the sound of striking iron.

However, the difference was that what Ling Feng saw this time was a first-grade refiner who was building a spiritual weapon!

Because the level of the weapon is improved, if you want to understand it thoroughly, the time it takes will increase exponentially.

But Ling Feng is not an idle person!

The Bodhi Enlightenment Tree was immediately enshrined, which could increase the comprehension of cultivators and multiply the time for Ling Feng to comprehend and comprehend.

It only took a few hours for Ling Feng to comprehend the forging technique of the Second Heavenly Hammer Path!

Next, he went to the third Heavenly Hammer Road in one go.

Time passes little by little!

As he broke through the ladder of the Heavenly Hammer Road one after another, the level of the refiner in the image memory encountered became higher and higher, and the weapons refined had changed from the first mortal weapon to the Horcrux level.

When he was on the last Heavenly Hammer Ladder, the time Ling Feng spent on this path was actually more than twenty days.

The memory image that appeared on this last road was that of an old man who thought that his beard was white, refining a high-grade Horcrux.

This old man, according to Ling Feng's calculations, should be a certain supreme ancestor of the Martial Palace, who had held the position of the hall master.

Similarly, the opponent's technique is constantly changing, and in a second, it can evolve thousands of changes, because the refining technique is extremely superb, even if Ling Feng uses the Bodhi Enlightenment Tree, he is a little difficult.

Ultimately!

On the thirtieth day of entering the Heavenly Hammer Path, Ling Feng was finally able to fully understand the old man's refining technique.

After the old man successfully refined a top-grade Horcrux, he seemed to be aware of Ling Feng's existence, and glanced at him with satisfaction, and then the scene in his memory dissipated little by little.

Ling Feng came back to his senses and sighed secretly.

He was really a little arrogant before, and the Martial Hall could become a great force across countless planes, and this alchemy technique was really not easier than alchemy.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng glanced up at the whirlpool at the end of the mountain top, which was filled with rich spatial ripples, and stepped in. (