He Yuan on the side was stunned.

The sword just now looked so relaxed and freehand, it was as if it was not cutting stones, but cutting tofu.

"This sword is called Cracked Stone, which I figured out by myself in my spare time, and you can start practicing it from the log first, and then move on to the masonry." Wang Qian told He Yuan the trick of this sword.

"Yes, thank you sir." He Yuan hurriedly nodded in response. "Sir, a few days ago I encountered an evil incident in Jeseong."

"What's the matter?"

He Yuan told Wang Qian everything he had experienced and heard about in the city a few days ago.

"And that kind of thing?" Wang Qian was also a little surprised when he heard this.

"Sir, do you think that ghost creature is the legendary painted skin? What kind of society is this now, why do we still have that kind of thing? "

"The world is so big that there are still many unsolved mysteries that cannot be explained by science." Wang Qian wasn't too shocked, after all, he had seen both the dragon and the blood corpse.

"Give me your sword."

He Yuan hurriedly held the iron sword in his hand and handed it to Wang Gan.

Holding the iron sword and weighing it, Wang Qian began to urge the mana, refining the iron sword in his hand, and the mana began to seep into the iron sword from the surface like flowing fire.

He Yuan saw that the iron sword in Wang Gan's hand was trembling slightly, and the entire sword seemed to be wrapped in a faint layer of brilliance.

After a long time, it was not until noon that Wang Qian finished refining this sword.

During the whole process, He Yuan stayed by the side honestly and watched quietly. Don't move, don't speak.

"Alright, almost." Wang Qian put away his mana and handed the sword in his hand to He Yuan.

He Yuan hurriedly took it with both hands and took a closer look, the sword was still the same sword, but it was already different from just now, the edge was restrained, and there was a faint compelling momentum.

From an ordinary iron sword to a rare sword, it seems that he has changed from an unknown person who has just entered the rivers and lakes to a swordsman of great beauty.

He reached out and gently stroked the sword in his hand, his face undisguised with joy.

"Thank you, sir."

"You stay with you, just in case." Wang Qian handed over a "evil talisman" to He Yuan.

He thought about it, gave He Yuan another talisman, which was a "fire talisman", and taught him how to use it.

"What I teach you and give you can only be used for self-cultivation, self-protection, and protection of others, if I let me know that you use the skills I teach you to do evil, no matter where you are, I will catch you and make your soul fly!"

"Sir, rest assured, I will never do anything bad, I swear to God that I will accept any punishment if I break it." He Yuan is colorful.

"Alright, you go down the mountain."

He Yuan got up and bowed, thought about it, and suddenly bent his knees, and he was about to kneel. Seeing this, Wang Qian stretched out his hand and waved his hand, and an invisible force emanated to stop him.

"Let's go down the mountain."

"Thank you, sir." He Yuanjian couldn't kneel, so he could only get up and salute respectfully before going down the mountain.

"It's time for me to go down the mountain, too."

If you want to refine the weapon, you have to prepare some materials, and before the house is built, you must find something to practice your hands.

Those precious "strange materials" are not available, so first take some ordinary materials to practice his hands, and he is going to go down the mountain to buy some steel for refining weapons.

"Laifu, I'm going down the mountain, you're here looking at home."

Barking

Wang Gan's figure flashed, and the person disappeared.

The mountain is sheng, and a person is floating in mid-air like a glimpse.

The others were in mid-air, but there was a layer of mist around them, and from a distance, it seemed as if there was a low-altitude cloud moving rapidly, and it was impossible to see that there was a person inside.

This is the method he has come up with to cover his qi and body shape during his cultivation these days.

The journey of hundreds of miles was nothing to him, and after a while, he came to Qucheng.

After not coming to Qucheng for more than a year, Wang Gan found that the city had changed again, with less green space and more high-rise buildings.

"The breath in this city is too turbid, compared with the mountains, one heaven and one underground, hurry up and buy good things and go back to the mountains."

Wang Qian found the steel market, there are steel bars, iron plates, steel pipes and all kinds of molding, these things do not quite meet his requirements, he wants to find iron and the like.

After turning around, I finally found a pile of round iron rods, about the thickness of the mouth of a bowl, and some irregular pieces of iron.

"This one can be!"

He picked up a small piece of iron, held it in his hand and tried it, and when he used his mana, he pinched it hard, and the iron piece dented, leaving a few finger prints.

Someone over there saw him and walked over.

He hurriedly rubbed his hands together, and the iron changed shape in his hand like a piece of plasticine, and finally he clumped it into an irregular ball, and then threw it into a corner.

"Hello, what do you want to buy?"

"How do you sell this steel?"

"It depends on how much you want, and if you want more, you can get cheaper."

"I'll get a ton first."

I paid the deposit, explained the location of the delivery, set the time, and sent it in the afternoon.

Leaving the steel market, Wang Qian went to Zhao Bo's tea shop.

"Hey, I said that when I got up early this morning, why did there keep a magpie calling on the trees outside, it turned out that there was a distinguished guest, what's the matter, the mountain god has come down the mountain?"

Seeing Wang Gan, Zhao Bo was naturally very happy, and hurriedly invited him into the house.

"Mountain God, please!"

Wang Qian smiled.

"Come, taste, this year's Ming Qian tea."

Two cups of tea, old friends reminiscence.

"Why are you here in Qucheng today?"

"Buy something and I'll be back in a minute."

"Don't mind, it's hard to come and stay for a meal at noon, right?"

As they were saying this, Wang Qian suddenly felt a special smell outside, the cold was uncomfortable, and that breath stopped outside the tea shop.

"Wait a minute!"

Wang Gan pushed the door out, turned his head to look out of the window, and saw a person standing outside looking inside, and saw Wang Gan coming out of the house, turning around to leave.

He followed, and the man trotted quickly into an alley.

Wang Gan cast a spell and looked over, only to see that the person was covered with a layer of black gas, which was also mixed with blood.

"This evil qi, the black qi over Qucheng that I saw on the mountain in the past few days should not be emitted by this guy, right?"

decide

With a volley in the air, the man was suddenly fixed at the base of the wall, stiff as a wooden man.

"Why can't you move?"

"Move, move!"

His brain is giving orders, but his body just doesn't listen. Footsteps were heard coming from behind him.

"The evil spirit of this body." As soon as Wang Qian pointed at his body, the mana came out and fell on his body, instantly dispersing the evil qi on his body.

The man felt only a sharp pain all over his body, as if a fire rushed into his body from his back, and his internal organs burned, his muscles burned, and his bones and blood burned.

In an instant, he was bleeding from all his knots, and then he fell straight down.