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Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Lan Xianlong went out to cut a bundle of willow trees and came back, weaving bamboo baskets and baskets in the courtyard, after thinking all night, he seemed to have given up his plan to meddle in Lan Feng's hunting experience.

Lan Feng, as always, sat cross-legged in front of the load-bearing table, his eyes fell on the piece of iron, motionless.

The sculpture-like figure did not move for a long time, only the faint sound of breathing, occasionally heard.

Now Lan Feng is extremely familiar with the subtle realm, he can enter the state of the subtle realm within a quarter of an hour, and as he becomes more and more experienced, the control of emotions is becoming more and more relaxed, and this time is constantly shortening.

In the silent courtyard, the whole world seems to have stopped changing.

The lines presented in Lan Feng's soul perception have increased from one to eight now, and this number is still increasing.

It was night, and the lines that Lan Feng could sense had increased to ten.

For the next few days, Lan Feng sat quietly in the courtyard, maintaining the same movements, bringing his tenacity to the extreme.

Finally, he sensed sixteen lines on the iron, and when the lines reached this number, they no longer increased.

"Is it that there are only sixteen lines on the piece of iron, or is it that with my current ability, I can't sense more lines?" Lan Feng pondered for a moment, but he couldn't be sure of the answer, because he didn't have a single reference around him, and everything could only rely on his own imagination.

For several days in a row, the lines that Lan Feng could sense stayed on the number of sixteen, and there was no change.

However, Lan Feng's spirit and spirit have undergone a thousand tempers in this process, so that a qualitative transformation has occurred.

At the same time, his cultivation has also been upgraded from the first level of the Yuan Qi Realm to the second level of the Yuan Qi Realm, and the amount of Yuan Qi that can be mobilized by his consciousness has almost doubled, which is not a small surprise.

In the same way, he has not forgotten the strengthening of the body, after a few days of strengthening, his body strength, toughness and other aspects have been increased several times, more powerful than ordinary adults, purely with the strength of the body, can lift a hundred catties of things with one hand. And if he mobilizes his vitality to help, he can even lift two or three hundred catties of things with one hand.

Ten days later.

When the lines that the soul sensed still stopped at the number sixteen, Lan Feng finally stopped cultivating.

Regardless of whether there were really only sixteen lines on the block of iron, at least, in a short period of time, there would definitely be no way for him to continue to improve.

The old man fell into a deep sleep, and the other blacksmiths and the old man were not the same way, so Lan Feng could only grope silently by himself, unable to seek guidance from anyone.

Early morning.

When his father, Lan Xianlong, stacked the bamboo basket he had knitted in the past few days with the basket and sold it on the street, Lan Feng did not cultivate as silently as usual.

The calm gaze fell on the piece of iron, but in just a few breaths, the sixteen invisible lines were all captured by Lan Feng's soul perception.

While placing the piece of iron smelting in the furnace to heat, while trying to control his emotions, so that he was always in a state of subtlety, after about half an hour of heating, Lan Feng carefully took out the piece of iron, and his eyes fell on the piece of iron for the first time.

It's still sixteen stripes, but these sixteen stripes, as if stimulated by something, are moving violently, one second they are still at one end of the block of iron, and the next second they are at the other end of the block of iron, they are entangled and intertwined with each other, and they shuttle in and out of it irregularly.

Holding the forging hammer in his hand, Lan Feng stood in place, motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture again.

He was searching, looking for the intersection of the sixteen stripes, according to the old man's introduction to the breath forging method, as long as the intersection of these lines was found, when the forging hammer fell, the impurities in the iron smelting would naturally be discharged as if breathing.

However, due to the high-speed movement of the sixteen stripes, even if Lan Feng could sense their presence, it was extremely difficult to find their intersection.

Maybe he could sense it a few times a few times, but every time Lan Feng wanted to act, the intersection would disappear from the sense.

Lan Feng understood that his preparation was not enough, and the agility and strength that he was proud of were almost useless in the process of rapid change at the intersection.

He was not yet accustomed to the high-speed movement of the sixteen stripes, because before that, he had long been accustomed to the state of the slow movement and shuttle of the stripes.

The only thing Lan Feng could do was to maintain the state of subtlety, and let his soul perceive to adapt to such changes, and adapt to the high-speed movement of the intersection of the lines and the various stripes.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour......

Time passed slowly, and Lan Feng, who was always in a state of subtlety, gradually adapted to this change.

Suddenly, Lan Feng moved, and the small hand holding the forging hammer struck down quickly.

The large and rapid movement made him retreat from the state of subtlety, and when the forging hammer landed on the piece of iron, he smiled bitterly: "It's still a step slower." ”

At the last moment when he withdrew from the state of subtlety, he clearly sensed the intersection of the lines and the forging hammer staggering.

"Whew. ”

With a long breath, Lan Feng was not depressed, in the past three years, he had experienced profound tribulations, compared to the small setbacks and failures that had no effect on his tenacious heart.

After a few breaths, Lan Feng once again entered the state of subtlety.

He placed the piece of iron in the furnace and heated it for a moment, then withdrew and placed it on a load-bearing table, his soul sense trying to capture the intersection of the sixteen lines.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark, but Lan Feng still failed to accurately hit the intersection of the lines.

However, his progress is extremely obvious, from the initial can only barely sense the existence of the intersection, to now, he can clearly sense the existence of the intersection, and is only one step away from hitting it.

After a full day, the sun and the moon alternate, and when a new day comes, Lan Feng's figure appears here again.

After a whole day of practice yesterday, Lan Feng's confidence became stronger and stronger, maybe this time, maybe next time, he would be able to find the intersection of the sixteen stripes and hit this point accurately.

After three more failures, the fourth time he stayed, Lan Feng succeeded.

"Ding. ”

There was a very pleasant crisp sound between the forging hammer and the piece of iron, which was different from the previous one, and there seemed to be something more in it, and one could not help but indulge in it.

And at the moment when the forging hammer came into contact with the intersection of the sixteen stripes, an invisible fluctuation followed this intersection and passed towards the sixteen stripes, and where the fluctuations spread, pitch-black impurities, like quicksand, flowed out of the iron.

When the fluctuations spread throughout the sixteen stripes, the whole piece of iron was smelted, and it was actually a earth-shaking change.

Looking at the magnificent piece of smelted iron in front of him, no, maybe it can be called pig iron or even wrought iron now, looking at it, Lan Feng couldn't help but be a little intoxicated, it was so beautiful, translucent, with the hard characteristics of iron, the inside seemed to be dyed by some color, it was flocculent, and it flowed slowly in it like a stream of water, it did not have a little iron on the surface, but it looked like a gem, but the color inside this gem was somewhat similar to iron.

Lan Feng's emotions were a little excited, as if he had seen the most beautiful thing in the world.

The translucent flocculent color of pig iron seems to be a masterpiece of heaven, at least, Lan Feng is still a little unbelievable, this beautiful thing in front of him is actually from his own hands.

After the excitement, Lan Feng remembered the old man again, and he was at a loss for the next steps.

The rookie blacksmith still didn't know how to forge a blade, and although he had already taken the most difficult step, the simple steps that followed had only stumped him.

Just when he was at a loss, a phantom figure floated out of his mind, and the transparent wrinkled palm slowly touched the beautiful piece of iron.

In the jewel-like iron, the flocculent color was a little thicker, but in a few moments, it spread to all positions.

It's just that at this time, the pig iron, as if it had been deprived of life, no longer had that kind of attraction, and became an ordinary piece of pig iron, and when you touched it, you could only feel a little cold touch.

However, Lan Feng was not angry at all, but shouted excitedly and excitedly: "Old man!"

After a month, the old man who fell into a deep sleep was finally awakened by Lan Feng.

The old man didn't pay attention to Lan Feng, but after about a quarter of an hour, his palm slowly detached from the pig iron, and his pale face was a little more ruddy, and it no longer looked sick.

Turning his head to look at Lan Feng, the old man's eyes were full of surprise and appreciation: "Little guy, you are really amazing! In just one month's effort, you have successfully mastered the breath forging method with your own exploration, although it is only a preliminary mastery, but it is also very remarkable." I thought it would take you months to have me by your side. ”

The wrinkled face engraved with vicissitudes showed a touch of relief and kindness.

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