Blazing Woods

Chen Yu, who was sitting in front of a fiery wood, had his eyes closed and his expression was natural. In a burst of regular and rhythmic breathing, Chen Yu once again entered a magical world.

This is a world of blue and red, full of cyan and red veins intertwined, the cyan veins make him feel alive, and the red veins make him feel hot.

Chen Yu understood that this cyan vein should be a wood spirit, and a red vein should be a fire spirit. This is in line with the characteristics of fiery wood. It's a tree itself, so it has a wood spirit and a fire spirit,

Wood makes fire, so fiery wood is indeed a high-grade fuel that is highly sought after by alchemists and refiners, comparable to earth-fire magma.

Looking at the "joint points" intertwined with the cyan veins and red veins in the fiery tree, feeling these "joint points", a smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yu's mouth. He finally knew why the old drunkard was able to break the fiery wood with a single punch and cut it into chunks.

After a moment of understanding, I saw Chen Yu open his eyes, flashing a trace of essence, at this moment there seemed to be a blue and red color in his eyes, and the pupils outlined the intertwined veins of blue and red, and there were some nodes that were regularly distributed.

In a flash, Chen Yu stood up, his left foot drew a circle, his right arm slightly slashed, his body bowed down, his fingers closed into a fist, and his eyes looked closely at the nodes in the fiery wood like electricity.

"Drink"

After a loud shout, I saw Chen Yu's punch burst out with a strong and powerful punch, hitting the body of the fiery tree hard, and the fist wind blew up a burst of dust.

When the dust calmed down, I saw that the fiery wood did not move except for some leaves. Chen Yu shook his head, he still couldn't break the fiery wood with one punch like an old drunkard.

However, Chen Yu is already very satisfied with this effect, at least he has made great progress, compared with the previous helplessness, now under the perception, he can clearly see that the node that was hit by himself just now has dimmed a lot, and many intertwined blue and red veins have been truncated.

Calmed down, refocused on a few punches, and finally, under a heavy punch, the fiery wood fell in response.

In the face of the fallen fiery wood, Chen Yu erected his palm as a knife, recalling the posture of the old drunkard at that time, coupled with his own perception, following the texture and veins of the fiery wood, waving his palm like a knife, after several efforts, he finally succeeded in cutting this fiery wood into the shape of firewood.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, although the fiery wood in front of him was uneven, it could not be as large as the old drunkard demonstrated, but Chen Yu was still very happy, he was not afraid that he had not yet reached that level, as long as there was a beginning of progress, Chen Yu believed that he would be able to do it.

After a moment of adjustment, Chen Yu started a new round of chopping. As he practiced further, Chen Yu felt that he was making more and more progress, with fewer and fewer punches needed to knock down a tree, and the size of the fiery wood he had split into was getting closer and closer.

It wasn't until Chen Yu felt that he had almost reached his limit and couldn't make any more progress that he stopped, and the panting Chen Yu adjusted his breath, and after recovering, he looked at the piles of fiery wood in front of him, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, it felt good to feel that he had made progress.

With a bang, Chen Yu came to the pond. After the previous perception, Chen Yu found that his soul power seemed to have increased slightly, which was really an unexpected gain.

Closing his eyes, Chen Yu touched the pond in front of him with his soul power, and at the moment when his soul power touched the pond, Chen Yu felt a cold that penetrated his soul, and he couldn't bear the discomfort, Chen Yu continued to touch the pond.

As time went by, although Chen Yu's eyes were closed, everything in the pond seemed to be outlined in Chen Yu's sea of knowledge, and then slowly analyzed. Soon, the discomfort slowly disappeared, and Chen Yu seemed to see a blue world, there were many beating particles in this world, each particle seemed to be breathing, and the distribution of these particles seemed to have a special law.

Chen Yu felt that his soul was like a supercomputer, constantly dissecting and decomposing this law. As the perception deepened, the particles swam again, and began to line up in order like soldiers in formation, and then formed a neat phalanx one by one. With a slight wave of his hands, Chen Yu saw a team of square particles coming towards him, levitating around him and flowing through the air with his fingers.

When Chen Yu opened his eyes, he saw a large ball of water suspended in front of him, only to see Chen Yu gently shake his fingers, and the cloud of water in front of him rolled and flew like a water dragon.

Chen Yu knew that he had succeeded. He channeled the water into the jade pot he had prepared, and quickly closed the lid, otherwise the water in the pond would condense into ice after leaving the pond for a while.

After bringing the split fiery wood and the jade pot filled with the extremely cold water into the room, Chen Yu began to open the furnace and light the fire.

The green muscles are exposed, and the bellows are pulled with all their strength, and this bellows is much heavier than the bellows of the blacksmith shop in the Chen family's workshop. After agitating the bellows, the wind roared like thunder, and after connecting the fire lead, he saw that the fire was blazing, so hot, Chen Yu, who was standing next to him, felt a scorching heat coming, and the aura in the air was roasted and distorted.

Watching the ore slowly soften in the flames, Chen Yu recalled the key points in "Seven Styles of Ironing", and began to understand the changes of the spirit of the ore in the flames.

As time passed, Chen Yu felt that he was about to be cooked. In the continuous thrashing, the softened ore slowly condensed into a sword shape, and it was Chen Yu's decision to create a sword for himself after some thought.

Chen Yu wants his martial arts to be a sword, Chen Yu in his previous life had a dream of fighting the sword rivers and lakes, "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Coming to the Nine Wilderness, this dream may come true.

In the end, under Chen Yu's forging, a three-foot Qingfeng appeared in front of Chen Yu's eyes, and the most critical step came at this time. Chen Yu began to strengthen his perception and communicate the spiritual points in the sword with his heart.

The spirit points in the sword have been distributed according to a certain pattern, but at this time, these spirit points are dim. However, under Chen Yu's intentions, some spiritual points began to slowly glow.

One

Two pieces

Three

With Chen Yu's efforts, the spirit points in the sword were finally lit up with three, and there was no more progress. After lighting the spiritual point, the sword began to hum, slowly vibrating and tumbling in the flames, and then levitated.

Chen Yu quickly pulled out the lid of the jade pot, and under a thought, the sword flew up, and then quickly inserted into the jade pot.

"Puff"

There was a quenching sound, and the green smoke filled the air, and after a while, everything calmed down.

Chen Yu pulled out his sword with excitement and stared carefully, this was the first sword he had forged.

This sword is more than three feet long, about two inches wide, and the sword body has different patterns, which are all the lines of the ore itself, after being re-forged by Chen Yu, the lines formed, under Chen Yu's intention, these lines are a bit like a hovering dragon.

The sword pattern is like a dragon, or it is called the Flying Dragon Sword.

No, this name is too vulgar, and it was immediately vetoed by Chen Yu.

After thinking for a while, Chen Yu had an idea, this is his first sword, if Yun'er is asked to choose a name, this little girl should be very happy.

With Yun'er's appearance in his mind, Chen Yu couldn't help but feel a happy feeling in his heart.

Chen Yu forged the first martial artist, and he was very happy at the moment, not only did he gain a lot in the sword casting, but he was also able to cast a martial artist who lit up three stars, and he could be regarded as a refiner, although this sword was only a yellow-level martial artist, but you must know that as long as you can forge a yellow-level martial artist, you can apply to become a red refiner.

Although the Red Grade Refiner is the lowest level of the refiner, you must know that the grade of the refiner is linked to the cultivation of the martial arts, and under normal circumstances, only by becoming a martial artist of the Red Blood Realm can you hope to become a Red Grade Refiner. And now he is a martial disciple of the Bone Refining Seventh Heaven, and the reason why he can become a martial artist is also thanks to his strong soul power and the background of the heart refining lineage.

The thing that made Chen Yu happiest was that after he successfully forged this yellow-level martial artist, he finally completed the second condition of the old drunkard, that is, he could cultivate the "Seven Wounds Fist".