The light is uncertain, and it blooms with an incomparably mysterious light.

However, compared with the millilight of the short needle released by the middle-aged man before, the millilight excited by Ying Chengfeng at this time is obviously far behind.

If the middle-aged man's millilight is a raging pillar of fire, then his millilight is the glimmer of light released by a small candle, and it sways in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any moment.

It's just that Ying Chengfeng's expression is solemn at this time, and in his eyes, this little ray of light is already his whole world.

Gently dropped the light on the long sword, although there was no sound, but in his heart, he could clearly sense the slightest change caused by the friction between the light and the sword body.

This kind of change is not big, and it will not even affect the quality of the sword body, if you simply use the naked eye to observe, I am afraid it is difficult to find the mutation on the sword body. Only by carefully exploring with True Qi can we discover the mysteries.

The true qi in the body flowed out like flowing water, leaving mysterious spiritual patterns on the sword body.

Although it was the first time for Ying Chengfeng to carve the spirit pattern on the sword, his movements were extremely smooth, and there was no hesitation and pause between the rise and fall of the short needle, as if he had practiced countless times in advance.

If the middle-aged strong man and others were watching from the sidelines at this moment, they would definitely be dumbfounded, and it would be difficult to believe what they saw.

Because Ying Chengfeng simply copied all his movements directly, if it weren't for the fact that the two of them were too different in size, and the millilight on the short needle was even longer than that, they would be like one person.

Suddenly, all of Ying Chengfeng's movements stopped.

This was the first time that the short needle had paused after the millilight had been activated, and the moment his movements stopped, the millilight on the short needle had completely disappeared.

A hint of regret flashed in Ying Chengfeng's eyes, he let out a long breath, shook his head, and said secretly: "Zhiling, is my true qi insufficient?"

"Yes, your true qi has reached the point where it is about to dry up. Zhiling's calm voice sounded in his head: "If it continues, it will have a great adverse effect on your body. ”

Ying Chengfeng touched his chin and made a thinking movement.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "I remember reading in the book that if you constantly deplete your true qi and cause strong stimulation to your body, then you can get twice the result with half the effort when cultivating. ”

"Yes, but with one prerequisite. Zhi Ling interrupted his sweet dream mercilessly: "If there is a great tonic medicine in your hands that can ensure that your body will not deteriorate due to the sudden depletion of true qi, I have no objection to you using this stimulating ** way to improve your strength." But now...... The only result of you doing this is that your body will collapse before you can increase your strength because it can't withstand the intense stimulation. ”

Ying Chengfeng sighed helplessly, he looked at the long sword in his hand that had not even completed a tenth of the spirit pattern, and his heart was extremely depressed.

Looking up at the sky, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was infinite emotion.

He, or rather, the soul in this body at this time, is not the original inhabitants of this world.

He was originally an explorer, and when humans left the earth and entered the vast universe on a large scale, he signed up for a miniature spaceship to go out on an adventure with his companions.

It was a gamble, a big gamble that cost lives.

If he and his friends can find a wormhole in the universe, or discover a rare mineral star, then it will bring them money and wealth that they will never spend in their lifetime.

However, their luck was not good, and Lady Luck did not give them enough favor.

In this gamble, they lost, even their own lives.

When the spaceship passed through a dark space, it was suddenly shattered into pieces by some powerful force. He and his companions died on the spot without any resistance.

It's just that the goddess of fate played a big joke with him at this moment.

When he regained consciousness, he had become this fifteen-year-old boy. To his horror and ecstasy, he discovered that the ship's brain program had entered his mind in a way he couldn't understand, and had formed an incredible symbiotic relationship with him.

Not only that, but when he has the memories of his previous life, he also has the memories of the original owner of this body.

It's just that the strong conflict between the two memories made him appear dazy for a while, almost indistinguishable from a living dead.

However, after months of life, he finally reconciles his chaotic memories and straightens out all his relationships.

This resemblance of a seizure had apparently never happened in the village, so his behavior during those months was rather bizarre, but no one ever suspected anything.

It's a magical world. Although he had occupied this body for months, he had only scratched the surface of the world.

He didn't even know the name of the continent he was in.

After all, the owner of the body to which he attached himself was only fifteen years old, and the system of knowledge transfer here was hugely flawed. Not to mention the fifteen-year-old, even his parents, the farthest way out of the village in decades is a town more than ten miles away.

However, his own uncle, the middle-aged strong man Yinglide, was the most knowledgeable and capable person in the entire village.

Among the few villages within a radius of ten miles, Ying Lide was the only introductory disciple of the Instrument Dao Sect, so his words were true here, and no one dared to disobey them.

Five years ago, after Ying Lide returned home from the Qidao Sect, he recruited disciples in the village to teach martial arts and the method of forging steel.

Martial arts is a major feature of this world, and it is also the most desirable skill for Ying Chengfeng.

But it's a pity that although the owner of his body also has a little talent for martial arts, this talent doesn't seem to be like that no matter how you look at it.

In five years, he only cultivated the Qigong taught by Yinglide to the first level. However, those fellow brothers who practiced martial arts at the same time as him made rapid progress one by one, especially Ying Lide's eldest son Ying Haitao, second son Ying Haikang, and Zhang Chunxiao, another disciple accepted by Ying Lide, were even more superhuman.

The three of them had reached the peak of the sixth layer of qigong cultivation, and they even launched an attack towards the seventh layer.

Although this is related to the fact that the three of them have been by Ying Lide's side for a long time, it can be seen from this that Ying Chengfeng's talent in cultivating true qi is really lackluster.

It's just that Ying Chengfeng is not as disheartened as the previous owner of this body.

For him, being able to experience the existence of true qi was already an incomparably magical thing.

After thoroughly merging his memories, he began to diligently study the martial arts techniques and the forging methods taught by Yinglide.

According to Yinglide, the Instrument Dao Sect is a sect that can forge divine weapons.

In this sect, the status of the master craftsman is quite revered, and he himself is a master craftsman who knows a little about the art of blacksmithing.

Ying Chengfeng is interested in martial arts, but he is even more interested in the art of forging. Because he knew that if he simply cultivated martial arts, he was afraid that it would be difficult to catch up with Ying Haitao and others. But if they can achieve something in the art of forging, then their future status may not be inferior to them.

Moreover, there is one of the biggest helpers in Ying Chengfeng's body.

Brain Intelligence.

The brain program carried on the spaceship inexplicably entered his brain domain, not only co-existed with him, but also produced a new change that no one knew good or bad.

It is no longer an intelligent brain in the ordinary sense, but has evolved into a real intelligent life.

Ying Chengfeng couldn't explain all this, but he knew that the existence of Zhiling would be of great help to him.

It was precisely because of the existence of Zhi Ling that he was able to forge the long sword in his hand, and it was also because of the existence of Zhi Ling that he was able to stimulate the power of the short needle when he was only cultivating Qigong, and left some spiritual patterns on the long sword.

Spirit pattern, this thing is mysterious, it is simply more incredible than martial arts.

Yinglid once said that the real magic weapons are spiritual.

This spirituality is not created in a vacuum, but is instilled by another strong person known as a spirit master. It's just that before you want to instill spirituality into the divine soldier, you must carve a suitable spiritual pattern on the divine soldier.

Perhaps because of his relationship with the sect of the Instrument Dao Sect, Ying Lide knew some spirit patterns, and when he successfully forged a sharp sword, he engraved this spirit pattern on the long sword.

Although Ying Chengfeng watched this process for the first time, because of his wisdom, he was able to easily copy this process.

The only regret is that his true qi is too weak.

Yinglid was able to sculpt all the spirit patterns in one go, but he couldn't even complete a tenth.

He sighed for a while, although he knew that it was impossible, he still had an unrealistic wish.

If only he could have his uncle's powerful true qi.

Clenched his fists tightly, he secretly vowed in his heart that one day, he would surpass his uncle.

"Woo ......"

In the distance, he was awakened by the sound of a dog barking, and when he looked at the sky, the sun was already setting in the west, and the sky was darkening.

Shaking his head, he hid his sword and needle again, turned around, and ran towards the village, where he was back in a moment, and entered a large courtyard.

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