"Lei Xiao, what is the number one young talent in Nanyang City? I'm sorry! Using such despicable and shameless means, you are a cowardly bastard! Lao Tzu looks down on you!"

"The Xue family, you group of ungrateful villains, if it wasn't for my grandfather's grandfather who took you in, where would your family be today?"

"Xiao Qinghe, Leng Hanshuang, in order to make your son Xiao Nan the first person of the younger generation of the family, in order to avenge my father's repentance and humiliation, and for the position of the patriarch, you are really exhausted and unscrupulous?"

The clan rules of the Xiao family stipulate that the assessment of the future patriarch should not only examine himself, but also his next generation. Therefore, if Xiao Nan can get ahead, it is very likely that Xiao Qinghe will become the next patriarch of the Xiao family.

After roaring a few times, Xiao Yao's emotions became more and more excited, and he couldn't help but roar again towards the night sky where the dark clouds were overpowering:

"Thief God, I am not reconciled, I want revenge! Please give me great strength, even if I pay a great price, I will !!not give up."

"Boom!"

With a loud thunder bang, the thief seemed to hear Xiao Yao's appeal, and the night sky, which was originally covered by dark clouds, suddenly cracked open with a thick lightning bolt, and several red luminous objects the size of fingernails flew out of it, and one of them actually flew in the direction where he was.

"Shooting Star!"

Xiao Yao's eyes lit up, and immediately, he muttered to himself: "Could it be that God sees me pitiful and sends me a meteor?"

As soon as the words fell, this "meteor" flew in front of him, and Xiao Yao subconsciously poked out his right hand, so that the sudden "meteor" happened to fall on his fingers.

At the slightest contact, the "meteor" turned into a blood-like liquid, which instantly seeped into his skin and entered his body along his arm.

Suddenly, a violent force suddenly surged in Xiao Yao's body, frantically impacting his muscles, bones, blood, and meridians, and they were like hungry beasts, greedily devouring this force.

At this time, whether it is the internal organs, the muscles, bones, muscles, or the meridians, there are amazing changes.

"Hmm!"

The unprecedented pain made him can't help but let out a groan of extreme pain, as if a thousand swords were wantonly cutting his flesh and cutting his bones.

Soon, this force gathered to Xiao Yao's dantian from all directions, turning into a red flame, jumping happily there, repairing his broken dantian meridians while greeting its owner.

"It hurts!"

Gradually, Xiao Yao couldn't bear the severe pain, his eyes darkened, and the whole person fell down like a hill!

At this time, a transparent middle-aged figure flashed through the dark clouds above Xiao Yao's head. He nodded with a smile at Xiao Yao, who had fainted on the ground, and then disappeared.

"Am I dead?"

Looking blankly at the gray space around him, Xiao Yao muttered to himself, "It's okay to die, and the province will be laughed at by those brothers and sisters at home who have long looked at me unpleasantly." ”

"Bell, bell!" Suddenly, the sound of metal colliding was faintly heard in the depths of the gray space.

The corners of Xiao Yao's eyebrows raised slightly, and he muttered in amazement, "How can there be a sound of forging here?"

"That's right, it's the sound of forging!" he listened carefully for a moment, and he firmed up his judgment.

Xiao Yao had practiced forging under the guidance of his father Xiao Qingfeng, so he was more familiar with this kind of beating sound.

Following the sound of forging, Xiao Yao walked over, feeling that after walking for a long time, a middle-aged person appeared in his eyeballs.

At this time, the middle-aged man was on a forging table, beating a reddish iron ingot very rhythmically.

"Bell!"

With a loud bang, the hammer raised high slammed into the red-hot ingot.

When the hammer bounced up due to the reaction, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and the rebounded hammer was picked up by him again, and drew a wonderful arc in mid-air, with a strong wind, and smashed on the iron ingot again.

This time not only was the speed extremely fast, but the force seemed to be a few points, two, three times stronger than the previous one......

Xiao Yao was stunned, standing beside the middle-aged man, staring at his every movement without blinking, this hammer method is much more clever than the forging method handed down by the Xiao family.

After a while, the middle-aged man stopped beating, placed the iron ingot in the center of the stove, and pulled the bellows "whirring" to raise the temperature of the flame.

When the ore turned red again, this person took it out directly with his hands, put it on the forging table, picked up the hammer, and beat it silently, as for Xiao Yao next to him, he directly ignored it.

I don't know how long it has been, Xiao Yao couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart when he pulled the bellows, and asked sincerely: "Senior, why do you have to hit a thousand times every time?"

"Thousand, hammer, hundred, refining!"

Word by word came out of that person's mouth like a jumping bean, and the voice was low and cold, giving people the feeling that there was no trace of anger, as if a dead person was talking to him, Xiao Yao couldn't help but shudder, his face was frightened, and he was scared enough.

"Do you want to become a martial artist and become a great refiner?"

"I want to dream of it!"

Xiao Yao nodded like pounding garlic and replied to him, his voice was like a bell, and a resolute look that was extremely inconsistent with his age suddenly flashed between his eyebrows.

In the Xuanling Continent, almost all men who can sense the aura have been cultivating hard since they were young. If anyone doesn't work hard since childhood, then he will be looked down upon in the future!

What represents a man's status is strength and money! A man without strength and money, what woman will take a fancy to him?

If you want your parents to be proud, if you want to get ahead, if you want to be adored by groups of girls, and if you want to live a prosperous life in the future, you must become a powerful person!

Not only to become a martial artist, but also to become a refiner or alchemist above the martial artist!

"Good!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and then, with a wave of his right hand, he threw the forging hammer in his hand onto the forging table.

"Here you go!"

This time his voice was less low and cold, but very hoarse, as if his throat was filled with disgusting thick phlegm.

Knowing that this person wants to guide his forging skills, Xiao Yao didn't say a word, picked up the hammer and struck.

He doesn't know what time is, he doesn't know what hunger is, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, whether it is in a dream or in reality.

Now, he only thinks about one thing in his heart, to learn this set of forging techniques that have been tempered for thousands of years. Don't pressure yourself if you have a lot of skills, whether he is useful or not, learn it first and then talk about it......

"Bell!"

After a long time, with the hammer of the last hammer, Xiao Yao also completed his last blow.

The forging hammer was thrown down, and without thinking about it, he grabbed the freshly built and steaming short blade with his hand, and threw it directly into a steaming pool of water beside him.

With a "snort", white smoke rose in a curling voice.

Xiao Yao's eyes stared at the changes in the pool without blinking, and his resolute face was full of infinite anticipation!

Soon, the white smoke cleared, and a swarthy, shimmering short blade lay quietly at the bottom of the pool, exuding a charming, deep luster, as if it could devour the soul of a human being, and at first glance it was a hundred times stronger than the weapon he had previously created!

"Senior, I succeeded!"

Xiao Yao shouted excitedly, dancing like a child who had just received a New Year's gift.

However, the middle-aged man who had pointed him out earlier did not make any sound, and magically disappeared. Immediately after, the forging table, bellows, furnace, and cooling pool, even the short blade that Xiao Yao had just forged disappeared strangely!

There was nothing but gray in heaven and earth.

The excitement, excitement, and expectation on Xiao Yao's face were all gone, and the rest was still the same blank face when he first appeared here.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a strange laughter rang out from all directions, the voice was shrill and piercing, and the last time I heard it, it was unforgettable!

This voice drilled into Xiao Yao's ears, and his whole brain felt as if it had been pricked by thousands of needles, and he couldn't help but squat down, his hands kept beating on his head;

"I didn't faint, it's not bad!"

The shrill and shrill sound was gone, replaced by the hoarse, unkept voice. And as this voice sounded, the pain in Xiao Yao's head disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Senpai!"

Xiao Yao stood up, looked around blankly, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

As soon as the words fell, a golden point of light flashed out of the gray space, flew over like lightning, and drilled into his brain along the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately, some memories that he had never had before surged in frantically, filling his entire mind in an instant, giving Xiao Yao a feeling of a splitting headache.

It didn't take long for the swelling pain to disappear, and he put his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, letting the beads of sweat the size of beans drip down one by one.

"Loose magic?"

Xiao Yao frowned, and muttered in surprise: "This is a **?"

Thinking of this, his tightly knit brows suddenly stretched, his eyes closed slightly, and according to the memory in his mind, he slowly started a set of extremely strange movements.

The Nine Styles of Joy, the introductory movement of the Joyful Divine Skill, can absorb the aura between heaven and earth, thereby enhancing the flexibility of the body, the strength of the muscles, the strength of the muscles, the meridians and the strength of the skin. Combined with the Xiaoyao Fist, so as to achieve the cultivation purpose of entering from the outside to the inside, condensing the qi into a whirl.

This is diametrically opposed to the cultivation of the Xuanling Continent that first condenses qi into a spiral and then draws qi into the body.

As the movement unfolded, the aura of heaven and earth gathered around his body, and entered his body against the skin, and in an instant, it directly penetrated into the muscles, muscles, bones, and blood.

Every muscle and cell on the body was like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, frantically devouring the aura that was constantly gathering around it.

The excess aura slowly gathered into Xiao Yao's dantian, and the red flames that lived there once again jumped with joy......