Shen Ming didn't know what was happening outside, and he didn't care either, at this time, he put all his energy on one thing.

Practice swordsmanship!

In the middle of the valley.

Shen Ming meditated cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, and in front of him floated a purple-gold flame, and in this floating flame, there was a ball of sword embryos suspended in it and refined by it.

The pile of materials that were originally placed in front of him were only a few at this time, and the rest of the materials had already been refined into the sword embryo by him.

After a long period of sleepless sleep and energy to practice swords, it was him Shen Ming, and at this time, his face couldn't help showing a slightly tired expression.

But there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes, until now, all the steps were under his control, and there was no slightest mistake, so he was naturally very satisfied with the result.

In this world, not to mention refining weapons, even striking iron has the possibility of failure, but until now, everything is under his control, what is he not satisfied with?

Shen Ming pointed to make a sword, pointed at the materials placed on the ground, controlled the fire, and carefully threw them into the fire one by one in the order of priority.

Shadow Sand, Nine-Leaf Flower, Black Snake Bile......

The same material was put into it by him for refining, and when the last material was put into the purple gold flame for refining, Shen Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The operation just now seems simple, but in fact it is extremely subtle, and a slight mistake is the end of failure.

Three days!

Three more days!

Shen Ming looked at the sword embryo in the purple gold flame in front of him, he waited for three more days, this sword would be completely refined, and after this sword was refined, it would definitely be a sword that surprised everyone.

Thinking of this, Shen Ming couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky above him.

Really.

It was still a clear sky before, but I don't know when it was already cloudy, and in this dark cloud, there was a faint silver snake brewing.

Shen Ming smiled, then shook his head and once again returned his gaze to the sword embryo in front of him.

......

Mountaintop.

"This should be the Zheng family village!"

Tianfeng Lao Dao looked at the village under the mountain, sighed leisurely, and muttered a word.

"It's a great place to retreat!"

After discovering Qingfeng's body that day, he followed the whereabouts of Shen Ming and the others on the rivers and lakes to the southwest region alone.

Along the way, relying on some special means, he did not follow the whereabouts of a few people.

He had naturally heard about the affairs of a few people in the Divine Fire City, although those ignorant people did not know the reason and blamed the fire rain on God.

But Tianfeng knew the details of Shen Ming, and naturally knew why the fire rain started.

What he saw and heard along the way also made his mind change, and when he first saw Qingfeng's corpse, he was really angry and wanted to kill Shen Ming on the spot.

But along the way, he calmed down, and he found that Shen Ming was not a wicked person, but a helpful and good person, for such a person, to be honest, he really couldn't do it.

Of course.

This is not the main reason, the main reason is that he feels that Qingfeng is dead and will not have any value to the Dao Sect, and there is no need for senseless revenge.

But Shen Ming is different, Shen Ming is still alive, a living celestial is a great help to the Dao Sect, and this Shen Ming has at least two pages of Heavenly Book fragments in his hands, according to the current situation.

If Shen Ming can enter his Dao Sect, then his Dao Sect's strength will skyrocket a lot.

"I hope you'll be interested, if not......"

Tianfeng Lao Dao looked at the village under the mountain, muttered a sentence, and then waved his sleeves and walked slowly down the mountain with his hands behind his back.

As he walked, the flowers and trees around the mountains and fields were all bent down and saluted as if they were being blown by a strong wind.

A goshawk flew by in the sky, and when it looked down, it saw the old way of the heavenly wind, and chirped demonstratively.

Tianfeng Lao Dao raised his head, he raised his white eyebrows, and said something unhappily.

"Quack!"

With a wave of his sleeves, countless weeds in the mountains and fields flew up out of thin air, covering the sky and shooting straight towards the goshawk.

With a swing of the big sleeves, thousands of dead grass hit the eagle!

If anyone else is here, seeing this scene, if they don't know the reason, they will definitely think that what is shooting at the goshawk is not some weak and withered yellow weeds, but sharp feathered arrows.

The result was naturally no suspense, and the goshawk was killed by thousands of weeds before it could even let out a wail, and its body fell from a high altitude and fell between the cliffs.

Tianfeng Lao Dao didn't look at it, but just muttered a sentence.

"If you don't know how to be interested, you're dead!"

......

After the old road of Tianfeng went down the mountain, it was already dusk, and Zheng Hu, a citizen in the village, happened to meet him and asked him where he came from.

"Where did the Taoist come from?"

Tianfeng Lao Dao replied casually, and traveled here.

After Zheng Hu got the reply, he didn't ask much, and warmly invited Tianfeng Lao Dao to his house as a guest.

Tianfeng Lao Dao looked at the sky, and saw that it was not suitable to find Shen Ming's whereabouts at such a late hour, so he nodded and followed Zheng Hu to his home.

Soon.

Tianfeng followed Zheng Hu back to his home, looking at the somewhat messy house in front of him, Tianfeng couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything.

Zheng Hu touched his head a little embarrassed, and said honestly.

"Dao Chief, I'm sorry, I'm home alone, and there's a bit of chaos in the house. ”

Tianfeng replied casually, nothing.

Zheng Hu cleaned up the house, and then greeted Tianfeng Laodao.

"Dao Chief, you sit down, I'll go cook first!"

When he said this, Zheng Hu paused, then glanced back at Tianfeng Lao Dao, smiled very mysteriously, and then continued to speak.

"You're here at the right time, I just got some good things a few days ago, I'm going to cook some for the Taoist to taste, and I guarantee that you've never eaten it. ”

Tianfeng Lao Dao replied lightly, "No need, poor Dao is not hungry." ”

Zheng Hu was quite insistent and said: "It's night, how can you not be hungry, the Taoist chief will wait for a while, I will go back when I go." ”

Looking at Zheng Hu's departing figure, Tianfeng Lao Dao twitched the corners of his mouth with disdain, and said something softly.

"Yamano Villager, shallow knowledge!"

In his opinion, Zheng Hu is a mountain village man, and what good things he can have at home are at most just some old ginseng or animal meat in the mountains.

Dare to say unashamedly, guaranteeing that he has not eaten, it is simply a big joke in the world, he Tianfeng is the ancestor of the Taoist Sect, and he is a celestial man in the world, there is nothing in this world that he has not eaten.

Not to mention that the cluttered environment in this house had bothered him before, and he had long lost the slightest appetite.

Thinking of this, Tianfeng felt even more irritable in his heart, the more he looked at this room, the more he felt that it was an eyesore, he got up and stood up, planning to leave here, rather than staying here and watching his troubles, it was better to sleep in the wilderness for a night.

Just as he stepped out of the room.

Suddenly!

He paused, slowly closed his eyes, moved his nose, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes again to look in the direction from which the aroma had come from.

That's the place.

In the kitchen, a wisp of cooking smoke slowly rises, and a figure is busy.