I don't believe it! An Wenxuan narrowed his eyes, no longer staring at Blake's feet, which couldn't see anything wrong, but staring at his whole person to observe. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One Hammer ...... Ten Hammers...... Hundred Hammers......

Blake's eight figures gradually began to decrease, and his speed quickly returned to its original level, and the corners of An Wenxuan's lips hooked up a self-deprecating smile, originally thought that he could understand his movement by just staring at Blake's feet, but he didn't expect that he needed to watch his whole.

Just moving, not just the movement of the feet, it can be said that every muscle and joint of the body is moving, and it is a very special activity, as if the muscles are twitching rapidly.

An Wenxuan gasped at the heat flow next to the fire, secretly speculating in his heart that such a strange way of moving could not only be used during forging, but if possible, it could also be used in battle, I'm afraid it could also exert a very powerful combat power, right?

"See?" Blake dropped the hammer in his hand and took out his cigarette pouch to look at An Wenxuan.

"I seem to understand a little. An Wenxuan looked at Blake suspiciously, and secretly guessed in his heart that with such a powerful movement just now, this old man didn't even gasp for breath, let alone what sweat he left, how did he do it?

"As a forger, forging iron essence piece by piece, and then forging talismans is just an inferior technique. Blake pointed to the eight pieces of iron essence that were still dripping and spinning at high speed on the anvil and said: "The temperature of the time is different at every moment of the day, and the iron essence is forged at different times, and there will naturally be differences during the period. This is not visible to the layman, but it cannot escape the eyes of the insider. ”

An Wenxuan listened to Blake's words and solved a question that had been puzzled for a long time in his heart, why when forging the Shura Knife, there was always a feeling that the Shura Sword itself was not really one, it turned out that the problem appeared here! The iron essence forged at different times was actually different from each other, but it was difficult to find.

Blake replaced the hammer in his hand, and pointed to the iron essences on the anvils and said: "Although these are not iron essences that appeared at the same time, they are also relatively close to time, and their fit is far better than things forged at different times." ”

An Wenxuan nodded again and again with a lot of understanding.

"Now that you know a little bit, you know what to do. With his hands behind his back, Blake walked like an old farmer walking in the fields, walked back to the door and curled up and crouched.

"That's right, you can't use your martial arts. Blake curled up behind the door panel, trumpet smoking his cigarette pouch: "When is the time to be tired and can't lift the hammer, when is the time to use martial arts again, and then use the forging breathing method." ”

An Wenxuan smiled bitterly, this way the difficulty has increased too much!

An Wenxuan retracted all his martial energy, and once again felt how heavy the thing he was carrying, he walked to the stove step by step and raised the hammer high, recalling the frequency of the high-speed shaking of Blake's muscles all over his body, and wanted to control the muscles of his body to shake, but found that it was not an easy thing to do.

Not to mention shaking to the frequency of Blake's muscles, even shaking the muscles of the whole body is not an easy task, often this muscle is shaking, but that muscle forgets to control, causing the muscle to stop shaking.

One minute...... Ten minutes...... Half-hour...... One hour ......

An Wenxuan was never able to control the muscles of his whole body, pursed his lips and said secretly: If the whole body is not good, then half the body!

Half of the body, it's still not so easy to control!An Wenxuan closed his eyes again and thought about Blake's muscle shaking frequency, gradually analyzing the role and proportion of each muscle when moving at high speed, and finally found that there were still a few muscles, which should be relatively important sources of jitter.

"Try these ......" An Wenxuan lifted the hammer again, slammed it on the iron embryo of the first anvil, his feet flashed to the side with the shaking muscles of his body, and the whole person seemed to teleport to the second anvil out of thin air, the hammer in his hand had not had time to swing, the coordination of the whole person's body was completely lost, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

An Wenxuan lay on the ground and his face was hot, thinking back to the feeling when he just fell, it was like walking by himself and tripping over himself, obviously a lot of wrong steps.

"This ......" An Wenxuan got up and patted the soil on his body, looked at Blake with a gloating smile in his eyes in the far corner, scratched his head awkwardly and smiled: "This is so difficult." ”

Things still have to be done, and iron still has to be practiced.

With the first fall, there will be a second fall, and naturally there will be a tenth, the hundredth......

Three hours passed, and An Wenxuan began to wonder if he was here to learn to strike iron, or to play with his head, and he would definitely fall every time he moved!

Four hours...... A smile appeared on An Wenxuan's face for the first time, although he didn't move as neatly and neatly as Blake, and he didn't even have the level of teleportation that he did the first time, but finally he didn't move anymore and fell again.

Ten hours...... Fourteen hours...... Fifteen hours...... Sixteen hours......

One Hammer ...... Two hammers...... Ten Hammers......

Without the assistance of martial arts, it was simply a hammer of strength, and although the second hammer of the thirty-six hammers of Dayan was a great improvement compared to before, it was not yet at the point of Blake's approval.

The power is gone...... Fighting spirit with martial arts! Fighting spirit with martial arts...... Exercise breathing......

Sixteen hours, under the double pressure of the second hammer of the thirty-six hammers of Dayan and the strange movement method, An Wenxuan lay on the ground and every muscle of his body was shaking uncontrollably, although he wanted to climb into the enhanced hot spring in the backyard, he found that he did not have any strength at all.

Blake walked into the backyard with An Wenxuan on his shoulders like a sack, and threw it directly into the hot spring where the strengthening potion was placed, and the magic potion frantically devoured the fatigue in his body.

An Wenxuan shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless. Sixty revolutions of martial fighting qi is sixty revolutions, and if you work harder, it is possible to achieve it even if it is sixty-five revolutions.

"This, God!" Blake rubbed his temples with a pained expression: "What's going on?" There is a slight gap between the amount of Dou Qi and the quality of Dou Qi, and it is not unheard of in history, but the rotation speed of your strange Martial Dou Qi is so much higher than that of Dou Qi, freak!"

An Wenxuan looked at Blake's painful expression as if he didn't have any underwear after losing a bet, sighed and asked, "I said, Master, don't be busy sighing first, okay? At least you have to tell me whether my situation is good or bad?"

"Whether it's good or bad, you say it yourself!" Blake pointed at An Wenxuan's nose! "The release of fighting qi is a combination of quality and speed! The faster the rotational speed, the stronger the explosiveness will be in an instant, you said that you are fighting against a martial artist of the same level, your explosiveness is stronger than him, what is the result?"

An Wenxuan suddenly nodded with an extremely happy smile: "It's a good thing, it's a good thing." ”

"Nonsense! It's a big deal!" Blake looked at An Wenxuan with a cheap smile and shouted: "Speed, striking power, and destructive power, you all have priority! As long as there is no problem with the fighting skills." It's hard to lose if you want to. ”

"No wonder it's so hard to get into this threshold. An Wenxuan couldn't stop being happy: "After doing it for a long time, my foundation has been better." ”

When I returned to my place of residence in the evening, I saw Bai Feifei and Ah Zhu, although everyone had made rapid progress in strength, but compared with An Wenxuan, it was slightly insufficient, so An Wenxuan asked Tie Zhongtang to lead the team and lead the girls to the Extreme Ice Flame Lake in Tianya Valley to go to the extreme cultivation, but I didn't expect that Olina and Niya also wanted to return there to practice until the end of the trial space. When Xiao Lori heard An Wenxuan's cultivation plan for the women, she also strongly asked to participate, so the women teamed up to go to Tianya Valley to practice, and An Wenxuan stayed in the Sage Village to study.

The early morning in the village was full of life, and An Wenxuan had not yet reached the door of Black's blacksmith shop. I heard a noisy sound in this small courtyard, which had always been quiet. "Blake, hasn't that kid yet created his own weapon?

"I think it's like this, you must not want to give us the apprentice, so you deliberately didn't let him forge weapons

A thick bass blends with a crisp soprano that transforms Black's blacksmith into a raucous wet market.

An Wenxuan remembered these two familiar voices, Adams, a fat pharmacist with a beard and a strong bear, and Zhang Nara, an unkempt middle-aged woman mysterious apothecary. Pushing open the empty courtyard door, the creaking sound of the door panel connection attracted the attention of the two pharmacists who were looking for Blake's business.

"Boy, you're finally here!", little Adams's sturdy body walked like a fly, and in a few big steps, he threw it in front of An Wenxuan, and the big hands with a lot of fluff on the backs of his hands patted him on the shoulder: "Go, go, go, let's go with me today to learn great potions."

Zhang Nara no longer blocked Blake's way, ran to the door with a broken step, intercepted An Wenxuan, who was about to be pushed away by Adams, and said: "If the potion is great, the mysterious potion is the greatest!

Adams glared at him like a brass bell. Taking advantage of his tall body, he looked at Zhang Nara oppressively: "What kind of poison is your poison that kills people more than saves people?

"Hmph!" Zhang Nara stiffened her waist, and An Wenxuan discovered this unkempt mysterious pharmacist. has an indescribably good figure, not tall, but his figure is concave and convex, and the mountains are undulating: "Your medicine is good, you have an ordinary disease, and if you take so many medicines, it is not good, but let the sick people eat the medicine as food, and they are full."

"You,"

"Shut up," Blake's cigarette stick stuck between the two brawlers, instantly separating the two pairs of eyes that were almost colliding with Mars.

"After twelve hours, he will go to the mystery pharmacy first, and then to the pharmacy three hours later. Blake waved his hand at the two men who had just been arguing loudly and at any time and said, "You can go now." ”

The two pharmacists from different fields stared at each other blankly for a few seconds, and then looked at the thousand-pound hammer that Blake was carrying in his other hand, and the last trace of objection in his pupils disappeared.

"Good

The two vaguely agreed, looked at An Wenxuan reluctantly, and walked out of the courtyard of the blacksmith shop step by step.

"Ten hours to continue what happened last time" Blake returned to the corner behind the door, leaning back into a cigarette stick, and it was difficult for people to associate him with the great character: "For the next two hours, go read the book you want to read."

An Wenxuan smiled and walked to the iron stove, his thoughts really couldn't be hidden from Blake. In this world, I am used to reading and like to read, so if I don't read more professional iron books in a room, it always feels like hundreds of monkeys scratching and scratching in my body.

Taking a deep breath, the rotation of martial fighting qi has been raised to the limit! The iron hammer suddenly clenched hard, and his right foot was slightly raised and stepped on! The burning charcoal in the furnace shook together, and the power of the flash had already transformed An Wenxuan to another position!

Blake's half-squinted eyes lit up, and the half-dead tobacco in the smoke pot also burned greatly at this moment, blooming with a red glow that had never been seen before.

The second hammer of the thirty-six hammers of Dayan smashed heavily on the iron embryo, squeezing out a piece of beautiful red fire, and used the flash to move in the next direction for the second time with the help of the anti-shock force.

"Stop!" Blake raised his hand and said, "You are not allowed to use your martial fighting qi, nor can you use the forging breathing method, you can only use it when your physical strength is exhausted."

Bang, without the assistance of martial arts, An Wenxuan's strong body still couldn't really complete the movement of the flash, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Can it really be done without vindictiveness?" An Wenxuan shook his head and sighed with some doubt.

"If you can do it, I can do it too" An Wenxuan wiped the dust on his face when he fell just now: "Come again!" It's just a big deal to fall some more.

Bang, bang, bang, in the small yard of the blacksmith shop, there is more and more dust splashing up, although the body forging technique can ensure that the body does not feel the pain of the collision, but it still can't eliminate the soreness caused by fatigue, and the sweat does not know when it has soaked the clothes on the body.

Blake seemed to wake up and leaned against the door with a very faint satisfaction in his small pupils, it doesn't matter how fast he progresses, what really matters is persistence.

For ten hours, An Wenxuan lay on the ground in a large shape, wheezing violently. Casting an admiring gaze at Uncle Black not far away, no matter how his strength improves, the training of this old blacksmith uncle can always squeeze the last trace of strength in his body.

After resting for a while, An Wenxuan staggered to the strengthened hot spring that restored his strength and soaked for a while, although the strength of the martial fighting qi and the forging breathing method could not be recovered, the brute strength of the body and the fatigued spirit returned to the peak state.

An Wenxuan hurriedly ran into the small hut full of iron-striking works, and looked at Blake's works with hunger: "Basic Analysis of Forging".

No matter what the discipline is, not only practice is sufficient, but also the corresponding theoretical knowledge, especially the different casting techniques, the different metal combinations, and the ways of exerting force in different weapon positions, are only recorded in these books, and Uncle Black never speaks of them.

As for the Divine Continent, records of forging techniques similar to this kind also belong to the secret category, and usually only a few people are qualified to read them, and their degree of secrecy is not inferior to the secrecy of the Dou Qi Secret Method.

Blake looked at An Wenxuan carefully through the crack in the door, and the appreciation in his eyes grew. A blacksmith who only knows how to bury his head in iron, will always be just a blacksmith, and it is impossible to become a master blacksmith, or even a god craftsman!

The more An Wenxuan looked at it, the more he felt the weight of the book in his hand, the condensed effort of this thin book was a million times more than a thousand catties, and many of the experiences and feelings when striking iron could be seen in this book, and many records even opened up places that he didn't think of, and even some small mistakes. It can also be corrected when reading a book.

If the Fighting Spirit Secret Method is the secret treasure of a warrior, then these writings of Blake are a secret treasure, even a treasure, for any blacksmith!

Two hours is for An Wenxuan, who loves to read. It's not even a flick of the fingers and it's gone.

Mysterious apothecary, it is not the first time An Wenxuan has come. For that visit, An Wenxuan still has lingering palpitations, God knows if he will step into the room with his front foot, and there will be an explosion in the room with his back foot that is even more terrifying than the magic forbidden spell? Send himself directly back to the stars? In the history of the mysterious apothecary, there are many rumors about the death of the innate martial artist because of the experimental explosion.

An Wenxuan stepped into Zhang Nara's mysterious pharmacy and made preparations to turn around and escape at any time as soon as he saw that the situation was wrong. Just like the previous two visits, Zhang Nara was wearing a large red apron, and was busy around the pile of test tubes that contained different strange potions, mixing two different liquids together from time to time, making the already boiling and rolling liquid even more boiling, as if it might explode at any time.

"Coming?" Zhang Nara raised her head and put down the test tube in her hand. beckoned to An Wenxuan: "Come here."

An Wenxuan followed Zhang Nara all the way to the courtyard behind the store. Along the way, I passed those boiling test tubes, and I maintained 120,000 points of horror. Zhang Nara walked in front of her quickly, and she didn't look at what was under her feet, and when she stepped on the neck of a purple flower branch, she heard a shrill soprano scream from the plant.

Zhang Nara didn't seem to hear it. As he walked on, the screams of the plants stopped as the soles of his shoes left the purple flowers.

Another kick was a half-foot-long red-scaled snake that was stepped on, and An Wenxuan hurriedly opened his mouth to remind Zhang Nara to be careful! Although this little red snake had not seen any books about it, the fierce light in its eyes and the blue on its teeth showed that it was an extremely aggressive beast! If you step on it, it is easy for it to bite back and return to the stars.

Wow! The red snake, which is definitely strong and aggressive, was stepped on by Zhang Nara, with only fear and grievances in his eyes, and his mouth opened not to bite Zhang Nara, but to cry like a baby.

Zhang Nara walked all the way, and all the places she passed were strange scenes imagined by An Wenxuan, even when he faced the Moon Demon Flower Spider in the mountains, he was also unusually calm, this time his body generated goosebumps one after another, and a cold current rushed down his spine into his brain.

"What is this?" An Wenxuan looked left and right at the place he passed, except for one or two creatures here who could barely have a little impression and had seen them in which book, most of the others were really unseen and unheard of!

Zhang Nara suddenly stopped walking and kicked the yellow pumpkin the size of three human heads next to her foot.

Bang! The pumpkin collided with the soles of his feet with a muffled sound, and a puff of liquid erupted from the tip of the huge pumpkin. Lifting the round pumpkin lid, Zhang Nara took out a test tube with a pale yellow light, and covered the pumpkin back again, and the pumpkin could not see any damage at all.