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As for now, the sky is already dark, so naturally it is too late to go to the Mengwu Hall.

Locking the seventy-two swords in the iron box, and then taking out pieces of smelted iron again, Lan Feng held the Wind Chasing Sword in one hand, and stood against the wind with a straight body like a pine and cypress.

After practicing blacksmithing, it's time to practice sword drawing.

In the blurred light, Lan Feng flicked his fingers, and the small piece of smelted iron was thrown into the air.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and with the faint light and keen perception, when the piece of smelted iron fell, Lan Feng suddenly swept over an afterimage, and the Wind Chasing Sword with a faint flow of crystal halo stabbed out like thunder.

I saw a flash of sword light, and then there was a crisp sound of gold and iron: "Keng!"

After half a month of practice, Lan Feng seemed to have cultivated the sword drawing technique to an extremely proficient level, not to mention that in the evening, even in the dark night, he was also able to accurately stab the target, if he entered the state of subtlety, he would not miss a sword.

After Lan Feng practiced again for a long time, the sunset had already fallen down the mountain, and the moon had quietly climbed out.

"The cultivation of sword drawing technique, you have entered Xiaocheng. The old man's voice sounded in the small courtyard, faintly mixed with a hint of relief, "In a short period of time, you only need to consolidate your current realm, and you don't need to practice hard." ”

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Lan Feng's little face.

With his mind moving, Lan Feng asked with some expectation, "Then how long will it take for me to cultivate the sword drawing technique to the realm of Dacheng?"

Xiaocheng's sword drawing technique has such terrifying power, if it is Dacheng, it will be a little unimaginable.

Under the hazy moonlight, the transparent figure of the old man became more and more blurred, he exhaled slowly, glanced at Lan Feng casually, and then shook his head and said, "You are still far from Dacheng!"

Slightly stunned, Lan Feng persistently asked, "How far is that?"

"One hundred and eight thousand miles. ”

"Isn't it?" Lan Feng's face fell, Lan Feng stared at the old man with some situation, and asked unwillingly, "Is it really so far?"

Standing with his hands in the moonlight, the old man looked at the young man quietly, until he stared at the young man a little hairy, and then said lightly: "The basis of the sword drawing technique is the breath forging method, in other words, if you want to cultivate the sword drawing technique to the realm of Dacheng, you must first comprehend the second realm of the breath forging method - the realm of transformation. Do you think you're close to the realm of transformation now?"

With a slight frown, Lan Feng shook his head and said, "Naturally, it's still far away." ”

Although I have already comprehended the first realm of the Breath Forging Method, the Realm of Subtlety, the Breath Forging Method is really a bit profound, and if you want to comprehend the "Realm of Transformation", I am afraid that there is no hope in a short period of time.

The courtyard was quiet for a moment, and the old man was silent for a long time before breaking the silence: "The breath forging method is infinitely useful, just this first realm, the subtle realm, there are still many wonderful places waiting for you to excavate, for you now, the subtle realm is completely enough......"

Hearing the old man's words, Lan Feng's eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice: "What are the wonderful things about the subtle realm, the teacher just tell me everything." ”

"Want to know?" After seeing the young man nod his head fiercely, the old man stared playfully at the young man's little face full of anticipation, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Hehe, if you want to know, you can understand it yourself......"

The expression on the little face suddenly stiffened, Lan Feng's eyes widened, looking at the old man with a playful smile on his face, his fists clenched tightly, but in the end, he reluctantly let go.

Although he was often teased by the old man, he had no way to deal with the old man.

Looking at the little guy's frustrated appearance when he was teased, the old man acted as a good person, and said with a smile: "Now that your sword drawing technique has encountered a bottleneck, you don't need to practice hard, and the time you free up can continue to cultivate the fire fight......

At the mention of the Overlord Fire Fight, Lan Feng remembered the blue high-level fire control technique scroll lying quietly in the space ring, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "Obviously, there is a blue high-level fire control technique, but you can't cultivate it immediately, this feels ......"

Different from ordinary meta-techniques, blue and above the blue fire control skills have strict requirements for physical strength.

Generally speaking, only when a cultivator's cultivation has reached the Ning Dan Realm, his physical strength can withstand the flame scorching caused by the blue fire control technique, and if his physical strength is insufficient, if he forcibly cultivates, he will most likely end up being burned by the flames.

Some stared greedily at the spatial ring on his finger, and after a while, Lan Feng forcibly suppressed the idea of immediately cultivating this fire control technique, exhaled deeply, and said, "In the process of cultivating the hell cage, my physical strength will definitely increase a lot, maybe before I cultivate to the Ning Dan realm, my physical strength will be able to meet the requirements of cultivating the blue fire control technique......

What's more, the meridians that need to be opened up for the fire control technique are similar, if you can cultivate the fire control to the perfection realm, and open up all the small meridians, it will also be of great help to cultivate the blue yuan technique in the future.

Comforting himself like this, Lan Feng's mood was finally better.

Seeing the young man's expression change and his silence for a long time, the old man couldn't help but ask with concern, "Boy, what are you thinking?"

Shaking his head, Lan Feng sighed secretly, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and said, "What are you thinking about tonight......

The old man was naturally extremely dissatisfied with this answer, but when he saw that the young man had recovered, he did not continue to ask.

There was nothing to say all night, and the quiet courtyard was as quiet as ever.

Following.

The sky was bright, and when the sun had just risen, Lan Feng was already sitting cross-legged on the bed and starting a new day of cultivation.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Lan Feng opened his eyes, and when the milky white brilliance in his eyes flashed, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of turbidity, and was about to fill his stomach with the rest of last night's meal, so he carried the iron box with seventy-two swords locked on his shoulder, and slowly paced in the direction of Mengwutang.

Although he had cultivated for half an hour and had taken some time to eat, when Lan Feng came to the Fierce Martial Arts Hall, the hall was still a little deserted.

Seeing Lan Feng walk into the hall, a young man turned sideways without a trace, his eyes fell on the iron box that the former was carrying on his shoulder, and then walked over with a smile: "Junior brother is here to exchange points, right? Introduce myself, I am one of the working members of Mengwutang, and I am also a fourth-year student of this academy, surnamed Meng Minglang." ”

Faintly feeling the dangerous aura on Meng Lang's body, Lan Feng was secretly shocked in his heart: "Master!"

He secretly asked the old man, "Teacher, what kind of cultivation is this person?"

Glancing at Meng Lang casually, the old man withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "The Yuan Force Realm is double. ”

"Moon-level early stage master!" Suddenly in his heart, Lan Feng gasped, and immediately his eyes narrowed slightly.

Since he was born, this was still the youngest month-level master Lan Feng had ever encountered! Judging by his appearance, he was afraid that his age would not exceed twenty-five years old, or even younger!

"It's just the early stage of the moon level, and it's not a genius. Shaking his head disdainfully, the old man was still extremely indifferent, "Boy, aren't you so easily frightened, right?" You might as well think about yourself, when you reach the age of twenty-five in the future, I am afraid that your strength will have already reached the late stage of the month level, or even the day level......

The implication is that he blames Lan Feng for making such a fuss.

However, the old man's words are not unreasonable.

If it was only about cultivation, Lan Feng was naturally inferior to the young man in front of him, but if it was about potential, the latter would not be able to catch up with him.

Lan Feng, who was a little embarrassed by the old man, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Meng Lang, nodded and said, "Please ask Senior Meng to take inventory." ”

As he spoke, Lan Feng opened the iron box, exposing seventy-two swords to the air.

Looking at the sword in the iron box, Meng Lang frowned, and then shook his head with some disappointment: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my junior brother, ordinary weapons can't be exchanged for points in Mengwutang for the time being......"

"Senior Meng misunderstood, these weapons are forged from a material that looks like iron, and they seem to be ordinary weapons, but they are actually high-quality weapons. Having expected Meng Lang's reaction, Lan Feng was not in a hurry, but explained calmly.

Looking at the young man's extremely affirmative expression, Meng Lang was also a little hesitant, he was not a refiner, so he naturally didn't understand the twists and turns in it, although he had been exposed to a variety of high-quality weapons, he had never heard of the existence of this material, so he didn't know its authenticity for a while.

After a pause, Lan Feng proposed, "It's better to be like this, Senior Meng can find a high-quality weapon to try." ”

The suspicious gaze stayed on the young man's calm little face for a long time, but Meng Lang didn't embarrass Lan Feng, and finally muttered, "Then let's give it a try." ”

He didn't let Lan Feng wait too long, and after taking out a high-quality weapon for testing from the warehouse, Meng Lang came to the hall again.

"Before the test, I would like to remind the junior that if your weapon is damaged in any way during the test, you will not be compensated. Solemnly reminded Lan Feng, and after seeing Lan Feng nodding calmly, Meng Lang took out a weapon from the iron box, holding the weapon forged by Lan Feng in one hand and the high-quality weapon for testing in the other.

With a soft shout, the swords in Meng Lang's hands suddenly swung vigorously in each other's directions.

"Sonorous!"

A slightly harsh sound sounded, and the hall, which was not very bright, suddenly lit up, and a sword and sword collided together without accident.

His gaze fell on the long sword forged by Lan Feng, Meng Lang's eyes shrank suddenly, but his keen gaze found that the body of this long sword was intact, and not even a trace of scratches could be found.

In comparison, there was an extra gap of half an inch on the high-quality weapons dedicated to testing.

Before he could speak, a middle-aged man's excited voice came from the side: "Okay!"

The eyes of Lan Feng and Meng Lang were attracted, but the middle-aged man didn't pay any attention to it, his eyes still stopped at the long sword cast by Lan Feng, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the expression on his face became more and more excited: "A high-quality weapon of this quality, I am afraid that it has reached the limit of a high-quality weapon, and even those formal refiners are difficult to refine a high-quality weapon of this quality......"

The middle-aged man became more and more excited, and in the end, his face even flushed a little with excitement.

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