Zimo was useless, and he actually got the hundred-year-old lava elixir collected by the scorching true qi of lava without a chance.

Zimo wanted to use something to make up for the uneasiness in his heart, but Master Seiko said that he didn't need anything.

Zimo looked for an excuse to impress Master Seiko, and Master Seiko turned around and started working.

Master Seiko had already begun smelting the iron, and Master Seiko asked the young man to put the whole piece of iron into the hot lava red magma gushing out.

The high temperature, which can melt even the rocks, soon turns the whole piece of dark iron red, red like a dripping red ball.

Master Seiko quickly used a swarthy clamp to clamp the dark iron that was immediately turned into the magma, and pulled it onto the huge red lava stone, and the young man immediately handed over a large axe.

Master Seiko took the big axe, raised and fell with his hand, and with a few clicks, he cut the red and red black iron into many pieces.

Zimo was surprised to see that this was easier than cutting a radish.

Master Seiko used his dark pliers to clip the red-and-red dark iron that was as fast as the shape of a bread slice, and put it into the liquid of the Iron Spirit Sword that Zimo had turned into liquid.

The young man carefully collected the remaining pieces of dark iron, which had been divided into small pieces, and put them on the pavilion of the stone wall not far away.

Master Seiko stirred the red thick liquid melted by the dark iron and iron spirit, the white beard fluttered with air, and said with his back to Zimo: "I finally cast a dragon character on the sword! The five white swords are combined, and the best foundation for this sword is laid for the first time, it is rare, it is rare that a blacksmith in a small town can have such a heart, it is rare!"

Zimo was about to speak, but Master Seiko intercepted Zimo like a long eye behind him: "Don't say anything, I'll forge a sword, you go to the rock over there to practice your mind, and go through a tempering with the sword."

Although Zimo didn't understand, he didn't understand why the master had to practice his mind at the place where the lava magma entered the water, and he didn't understand why he wanted to cultivate here where the sword was made.

But Zimo could only obey, and through Guan Zimo, he felt that this was not a place to meditate, but in the face of Master Seiko's non-commanding instructions, Zimo didn't say a word of superfluity, and couldn't say any reason not to go.

When Zimo had just stepped onto a large rock not far from the lava magma into the water, his whole body was wet with hot evaporated water vapor.

It's hot!

Zimo just felt very hot, like a sauna, and suddenly a burst of cooling water droplets from the high rock cloud wall looked and fell, like a sudden ice rain in the summer, and Zimo shivered and shivered again and again.

Zimo stood tremblingly on this fast boulder, and his heart was furious.

On one side is the scorching hot red magma that is constantly surging, and on the other side is the endless huge deep crater, and on the other side the endless wild waves crash against the huge waves of the rocks.

The scorching steam and the condensed ice water on the rock wall attacked his body at the same time, and over there, the clanging sound of the master Seiko and the young man had already begun. Zimo was furious in his heart and trembling in his body.

Zimo actually has the mind of reflexively turning back, and he has been practicing for many days, and the environment for mental practice is of course to be quiet, elegant and beautiful, and even more safety.

I have also heard countless people explain the cultivation of the mental method, and no one has ever sat on the edge of the cliff to enter the cultivation, and into the concentration, you know, in case of falling in a daze, I am afraid that such a way of dying is too .......

On the boulder, Zimo was completely wet, and water droplets wet his hair and ran down his cheeks.

It's impossible to practice the mind like this! Zimo really has the heart to turn back.

Zimo turned around to look at Master Seiko, who was putting the red molten iron on a square platform of pure fine iron after the fusion of the master.

The red molten iron quickly condensed into a red cake after being cold, and the young man picked up the sledgehammer and pounded it with a powerful and rhythmic beating.

The master of Seiko, holding a swarthy iron tong, holding the discus, flipping, sorting out the direction and angle, so that the young man can hit the full face.

Zimo was a young man with an ambition and gall, and he was not embarrassed to reflexively walk down the boulder, take a deep breath in the ice water, sit down cross-legged and begin to breathe and breathe.

In normal times, Zimo would soon enter the realm of selflessness and reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man, but here, bursts of hot steam after lava and magma entered the water, and the sweat in Zimo's body also came out.

The sweat in Zimo's body just came out, and the cooled water droplets on the dripping rock wall sprinkled all over Zimo's head and body, making the pores of Zimo's whole body shrink instantly, fighting this cold war.

Zimo meditates here, not to mention practicing the mind, even if he wants to rest quietly.

The impact of the hot and cold sensations made people's bodies tremble and tremble.

Although the muscle cells of Zimo's body have been tempered, the external environment is not to hit Zimo, but half of the scorching heat and half of the cold enter Zimo's body, affecting Zimo.

Zimo couldn't go through the mental training at all, and in the alternation of hot and cold, Zimo had to deal with it with all his might, dealing with the coming scorching heat, or cold.

The scorching heat, the scorching heat is coming, and Zimo is ready to defend against the scorching heat.

Ice water, ice water is about to be drenched, Zimo's heart, the skin is ready to defend against the coming of ice water.

A quarter of an hour,

Three quarters of an hour,

Five quarters of an hour passed, and Zimo began to automatically prepare his body to defend against the impending hot and cold invasion.

After a long time, the young man came up and shouted, "It's time to finish eating."

Zimo came down from the boulder, the sluice gate had been opened, and a large amount of seawater entered the lava stone of the furnace, steaming hot. And the Seiko master is gone.

Zimo followed the young man back the same way, went up to the natural cave where he lived, and entered a small dining room, which was empty, only cold dishes, green vegetables, gruel, and steamed buns were placed on the round table.

The young man took the lead and sat down, took chopsticks and began to eat.

Zimo didn't care about the simplicity of the food, but felt that the Seiko master here at least had a better meal than the food in the entire Qiangyi Pavilion above.

Especially after the youth wheel sledgehammer wheel for so long, how can I replenish my strength by eating some porridge steamed buns and cold green vegetables.

So Zimo said: "This big brother, it doesn't matter what I eat, but you also eat these, how to replenish your strength"

The young man smiled and said, "You don't know anything, we have a commandment here."

Zimo's eyes widened: "Commandment?

The young man gulped down the gruel: "Hehe, I won't hide it from you, there is a mysterious pavilion in our Tianyu Treasure Pavilion that is dedicated to recruiting people with the highest understanding in the world to enter the immortal cultivation academy, and it is expected to become a family of immortal cultivators."

"Cultivating immortals, cultivating truths, and really having these people?"

"I've heard of it, but I've always thought it's all legends," Zimo was surprised to get this information from the young man's mouth.

The young man tore and ate the steamed buns: "This is just a test, as for whether or not you can enter the Immortal Cultivation Academy, it's still early! But it's already an honor to be here."

Zimo smiled: "If you can come here, it's one in a million! I came here, and I didn't see a few people, and all of them were very low-key, low-key like servant farmers."

The young man didn't object, nor did he nod, but said: "Master Seiko has taken a fancy to you, he may want to test you, and he is ready to introduce you to see if you are qualified to enter the Immortal Cultivation Academy."

Zimo asked, "What is the name of the pavilion that recruits people for the Immortal Cultivation Academy?"

The young man shook his head: "I don't know now, it's still a secret to me now"