With a slight touch of his feet, Ying Chengfeng's body jumped into the air as if it had a spring installed.

Although he only has the first layer of True Qi, his agility and his own strength are already very different from ordinary people, especially when he uses True Qi on his legs, he is even more flexible like a combination of a big horse monkey and a kangaroo, running quickly on a slightly rugged path.

It wasn't long before he came to the abandoned blacksmith's shop.

This was originally the territory of the Ying family. The people of the village knew that Yinglid had practiced and learned the art of forging here when he was young, and for them, this was simply a sacred place in the village, and few people would come here.

It is precisely for this reason that Ying Chengfeng will rest assured that the finished sword will be placed here.

took out the long sword and short needle from the hidden place, and at the moment when he held the short needle, Ying Chengfeng's heart was quite strange.

This short needle was given to him by Yinglide for his birthday when he had just cultivated Qigong to the first level a few years ago.

The reason why he gave this thing to him was naturally because his uncle had ardent expectations for him. It's just that his performance in the past few years should have made the strong middle-aged man sad and disappointed, and even gave up.

Shaking his head slightly, Ying Chengfeng's heart became stronger again, and he whispered in his mouth: "Look at it, I will definitely not let you down." ”

After calming down, the true qi in his body was running, and a faint white light was once again inspired at the tip of the needle.

His gaze fell on the long sword, and between the flow of true qi, he had already found the place where the break point was yesterday.

Then, his wrist shook slightly, and the little flickering light fell on the sword again.

As the short needle continued to move, the true qi in Ying Chengfeng's body was consumed as if it were flying, and as the distance traveled by the white light continued to increase, the speed of the true qi he consumed increased exponentially.

Engraved with a spirit pattern on the long sword is the same as the sports of Ying Chengfeng's life.

The world record for a 100-meter sprint multiplied by 100 is absolutely impossible to be the same as the world record for 10,000 meters.

The longer a person runs, the more physical energy and time he expends, and it is not as simple as multiplying the numbers.

Athletes can sprint as hard as they can in 100 meters, but if the distance is extended to 10,000 meters, the person who runs at the 100-meter sprint speed will not be the first to cross the finish line, but will definitely be the first to fall.

In the same way, to engrave one-tenth or less of the spirit pattern on the long sword, you only need to cultivate the first layer of qigong to do it. But if the number of spirit patterns increases, the true qi consumed will increase exponentially, and within a radius of more than ten miles, I am afraid that only Ying Lide can complete this task in one go.

The shaking of the wrist stopped suddenly, because the little white light on the short needle had suddenly disappeared.

Sighing softly, Ying Chengfeng shook his head, although he was unwilling, but because his true qi was about to dry up, he had no choice but to give up.

He sat down cross-legged and breathed quietly.

An hour later, the true qi in the dantian became full again.

Wisps of true qi flowed into the short needles along the meridians, and the white light with a mysterious color loomed out.

At the same time, it was a wisp of true qi that slashed across the long sword, easily finding the breakpoint, and smoothly continuing the process.

Although his attitude was extremely serious and his movements were meticulous, his spirit was not enough to support him in accomplishing such a feat.

When he stopped again, not only was the true qi in his body almost exhausted, but even his spirit felt extremely tired, and it was almost impossible to support it.

After resting for a while, recovering a little bit of energy, Ying Chengfeng was about to put away the iron sword and short needle, but his heart suddenly moved.

He turned suddenly, and his eyes stared at a bush not far away.

"Who, give me ......"

He snorted softly, and there was no panic in his tone, just a little chagrin.

The people who can come here should be the residents of the village, but Ying Chengfeng doesn't want people to know that he is inscribed here. At least, he didn't want to be in the limelight until he succeeded.

But now that it has been discovered, it is estimated that it will not be easy to hide it.

There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and a graceful figure walked out of it.

It was a beautiful girl of his age, with long hair and a shawl, and a height and long legs. Her slender waist swayed slightly when she walked, which made people feel upside down, especially her beautiful big eyes, which shone with a bright and affectionate light, as if she was talking to you when she looked at people.

Ying Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, and he swore that neither in his previous life nor in the first fifteen years of life in this body, he had never seen such a beautiful and peerless woman.

That's right, although this girl is not very old, no matter how you look at it, it seems that she will not surpass him. But in addition to using the word Fanghua to describe it, Ying Chengfeng really can't think of any other wonderful words.

"You, who are you......" he asked, his eyes widening.

The girl's bright eyes lingered on him for a moment, then turned their heads away and fell to the long sword and short needle on the ground.

"Can you show me these two things?"

The eyes as bright as the moonlight revealed an irresistible power, not to mention Ying Chengfeng, even if Ying Lide was here, it would be difficult to refuse her request.

Ying Chengfeng hesitated slightly, and then handed over the long sword and short needle.

These two things, though uncommon, were by no means hard to find, so he casually agreed.

The girl took the two things, pinched the short needle in her hand and turned it slightly, and her gaze fell on the long sword like autumn water.

Ying Chengfeng's gaze suddenly froze, because he sensed that a very familiar power seemed to surge from the girl's body.

True Qi, she was actually using True Qi to explore the long sword.

opened her mouth in surprise, it turned out that this delicate little woman turned out to be a martial artist who had cultivated true qi.

After a while, the girl suddenly smiled slightly, as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom, as bright as spring.

"Sure enough, it's a spirit pattern, it turns out that you are a craftsman. ”

Her voice was crisp and bright, as melodious as the call of a lark.

Ying Chengfeng's face turned rare red, he had also been in a bar in his previous life, and he had soaked in many gorgeous women, and he was not a first brother in love. But in the face of the praise of this innocent girl, there was an inexplicable tremor in my heart.

In his heart, he despised himself fiercely, and he blamed all this on the original owner of the body.

That fifteen-year-old boy is definitely a real boy chicken, so it is normal and forgivable for his body to have these reactions......

"Ahem, Miss is overrated. Ying Chengfeng's face quickly returned to normal, and said, "I'm not a craftsman, just a samurai who has just learned true qi. ”

"New to True Qi?" the girl said with a smile: "A person who is new to True Qi also dares to use spirit needles to mess around with weapons." Hehe, have you cultivated your True Qi to the fifth layer?"

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned, shook his head, and said honestly: "No." He secretly added in his heart, let alone the fifth floor, not even the second floor.

The girl opened her big bright eyes and said in an extremely serious tone, "Who is your teacher, didn't he tell you that you can't learn the spirit pattern until the true qi reaches the fifth layer?"

Ying Chengfeng was stunned, and he blinked a few times as the other party looked.

Perhaps it was interesting to watch his movements, and the corners of the girl's mouth curved in a wonderful arc, revealing a happy smile.

Ying Chengfeng immediately came to his senses, he smiled slightly embarrassed, and said, "My master didn't say it. He paused and said, "Excuse me, Miss, why is this?"

The girl stretched out her Qianqian jade finger and gently tapped it on the long sword three times, and said, "When you inscribe the spirit pattern, you don't do it in one go, but pause." ”

Ying Chengfeng's face suddenly changed slightly, others may not be able to see the mystery of this girl's jade finger, but he is clear at a glance.

The place where the green white jade finger points is the place where the two days of winning the wind have left the breaking point.

Because of the restriction of true qi, he couldn't complete the inscription of all the spirit patterns at one time, and after three inscriptions, there were three breakpoints left on the long sword.

This is a helpless thing, but it is surprising that this young girl who has never been born can be recognized at a glance.

Nodding his head gently, Ying Chengfeng said, "Yes, I stopped three times." ”

The girl tilted her head slightly and said, "There is nothing wrong with your spirit pattern inscription, but there are too many breakpoints, even if it is successfully completed in the end, it will have a huge negative impact on the entire spirit pattern pattern." Hehe, there is no spirit master willing to lose spirit for such a spirit pattern weapon. ”

"Why?" asked Ying Chengfeng, puzzled.

The girl thought about it for a moment and said, "Because you didn't do it all at once." ”

Ying Chengfeng frowned and said, "What kind of reason is this?"

The girl seemed to be a little anxious by his question, and said, "This is what my uncle said, the more breakpoints on a weapon, the more uneven the distribution of its spirit patterns. The spirit pattern that has been connected many times is definitely not as good as the spirit pattern that is made in one go, so the real spirit master will definitely not lose the spirit for this weapon unless it is a last resort. She paused for a moment and said regretfully: "This is a good sword, which has met the requirements of inscribed spirit patterns, but now it is completely destroyed." ”

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