One day a month later, in Xia Luo's yard.

With a loud bang, a few small finches perched on the eaves flapped their wings and left.

And Xia Luo's face twitched, looking helpless.

When he opened the Dan furnace, a puff of black smoke came out, blackening his face.

Inside the Dan furnace was a pile of useless black slag.

Clearly, he failed again.

As a mortal, it would be difficult to refine a furnace of pills with this furnace!

In order to be able to form the flame used for alchemy in the Dan furnace, he had to use the fireball charm.

Alchemy is made through the fire attribute spells contained in the fireball talisman.

However, alchemy has extremely high requirements for the mastery of fire, and there can be no difference between when and what kind of fire to use.

And the spells in the talisman are not their own, and they simply cannot achieve such a high degree of accuracy.

Even if he was still a big man in the Dan realm when he was playing games, there was no way at this time.

After sighing, he resigned himself to his fate.

No matter how good a warrior is, he is only a mortal after all.

The art of alchemy, looking at the entire cultivation world, is also a scarce profession.

What those monks can't do, I want to do as a mortal?

Isn't that a joke?

"Senior nephew, are you alchemy again?"

An old man walked in through the door with a smile on his face.

"It's not alchemy, it's just a blind drum."

"Are you interested in asking for immortals?"

"It's a little fascinated by the legendary immortal question."

Xia Luo will definitely not tell the truth, so he can only say so.

"Ask the fairy to ask......"

The person who came was Wei Changkong, and he let out a long sigh after hearing Xia Luo's words, his eyes were deep.

"Have you ever heard your master tell me about our two brothers?"

"Nope."

Xia Luo blinked, in fact, he was still more interested in Master Wei's childhood.

He could probably guess that Master Wei was probably taken away by the people of the Demon Dao when he was a child.

But if a mortal falls into the hands of a demonic monk, he can survive.

This luck is really not ordinary.

I saw Wei Changkong frowning, his expression was ugly, and he seemed to recall something bad.

"Actually, your master and I have been in contact with the so-called immortals since we were children!"

And so it was!

Xia Luo asked with an interested look on his face.

"What kind of people are that?"

"It's hard to say, there are good and bad, at least it wasn't the good immortals who took us away, but then another group of immortals rescued us......"

Speaking of this, Wei Changkong suddenly stopped, his face painful.

"Forget it, it's a matter of the past, don't mention it!"

In fact, Wei Changkong didn't say it, and Xia Luo also expressed his understanding.

After all, the two children were not scared into stupidity after seeing those things about the Demon Dao monk.

He can even have a lot of achievements in martial arts.

That's pretty good.

"But I came to you this time, and it really has something to do with it."

As he spoke, he looked at Xia Luo.

"How many years have you kept this sword?"

"More than forty years."

Xia Luo looked at the long sword in his hand, full of confidence.

Because the time in front of him for Wei Changkong to raise the sword was at least twice as long as his.

But his sword looked much better than Wei Changkong's.

This also proves that his talent is definitely good.

At least in martial arts, it's very good.

"It's a great talent to be able to raise a sword to this level for more than forty years, but have you ever noticed that this sword technique is different from other sword techniques?"

Speaking of this, Xia Luo suddenly realized something.

I can't say that I suddenly realized it, in fact, I realized it a few years ago, but I haven't thought about it too much.

When he first came into contact with this sword technique, he didn't know much about the martial arts of the mortal world.

In addition, in the game, I have seen too many strange things, and I have an immunity to anything strange.

So I didn't feel anything when I practiced this sword technique.

But after all this time, he realized that something was not quite right.

That is the martial arts of the mortal world, how can it be possible to use qi and blood to change the quality of an object's anti-heaven exercises!

It's impossible!

"Actually, this swordsmanship is related to the immortal you are pursuing!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Back then, your master and I were locked up in a demon cave, and we couldn't move.

When I was bored, I could only observe the murals on the walls, but after years of observation, I seemed to have realized something, so I created such a sword technique.

Later, after being rescued, I studied this set of swordsmanship day and night, and finally got a glimpse of the mystery, so I had this set of swordsmanship.

I have never mentioned this sword technique to anyone, but I told you my master in secret, and your master is dead, so this sword technique is now known only to you and me. ”

After listening to Wei Changkong's words, Xia Lu was shocked.

Some monks do like to carve moves or something on the wall, if not for anything else, but for the sake of scrolling.

When you are practicing, you can open your eyes and see your own moves, and then simulate in your brain how to refine them.

But you can comprehend the cultivation method just by using the moves......

even derived a whole set of swordsmanship......

I have to say that this Wei Changkong is definitely a talent, at least in terms of understanding, he has beaten some so-called cultivation geniuses.

"In other words, this is not actually a mortal sword technique, but a sword technique used by immortals?"

Xia Luo's eyes widened, and he looked at the sword in his hand with some incredulity.

"Almost, I'm coming to you, mainly for so many years, and there are still a lot of comprehensions of this swordsmanship, which have been summarized in a book in the past month, so I'll leave it to you to see."

Wei Changkong came this time to hand over his life's learning to Xia Luo.

He has always thought that this set of swordsmanship is evil art, so he has never dared to accept apprentices, but now he has such a nephew as Xia Luo, who has studied things for so many years, so he has someone to share.

After handing the book to Xia Luo, he left in a hurry.

To put it bluntly, he is a martial arts idiot, and he is not good at anything else.

Staying with a junior, he really didn't know what to say.

However, for Xia Luo, this matter is naturally excellent, it seems that he went to the palace to make a big fuss, even if the Dan furnace he got is useless.

It's not bad to be able to get such a summary that can strengthen your swordsmanship.

Turning the first page of the book, Xia Luo froze.

He finally knew why his uncle had been gathering for a month.

Because every picture and every word in this book is written with a pen by hand......

In this regard, Xia Luo could only say: "Cow! ”

Just as he was about to take the book back to take a closer look, a voice came from outside the door.

"Lord Xia, there is the latest situation of the war."

Xia Luo opened the door and saw a subordinate holding a letter in his hand.

After picking up the letter and opening it, Xia Luo smiled.

"Liu Quan, that kid, is quite obedient."

After Liu Quan ascended the throne, Xia Luo let the little emperor use this war reasonably to consolidate his position.

To put it simply, it is to abolish the stupid bird's system of emphasizing literature and light on military force, and then throw money at the army to death.

In this way, you will be loved by the army in the first place.

When those armies come back, it means that you have completely tightened the power of the army.

With military power, how can those traitors make trouble, who dares to touch you?

As long as they don't dare to touch you, you can slowly consume them, and the big deal is like pulling out nails, and you can pull them out one by one.

And because of Liu Quan's vigorous assistance to the war, the army of the Tianyuan Dynasty has been significantly improved in all aspects.

I ate well, used it well, dressed warmly, and got the support of the emperor.

They were much more brave in the battle.

Now there is good news, the southern barbarians have been defeated and retreated, and there is basically no hope of a turnaround on the southern barbarians.