Chapter Seventy-One: The Spirit Iron Comes Out (Third Update)

"The daughter of the Lord?"

Hearing the answer given by Wu Xiaopang's mouth, Lin Chenxing was a little surprised. He had long expected that An Ruoxuan's identity should not be simple, but he didn't expect that she would be the daughter of the head of the Qingyang Martial Academy.

"What's the name of the Courtyard?" Lin Chenxing realized that he didn't even know the name of the head of the Qingyang Martial Academy, otherwise he should have guessed a long time ago.

"I don't know!"

Wu Xiaobao's fat hands spread out and shrugged his shoulders, but given his figure, he couldn't find him shrugging his shoulders if he was a little away.

Lin Chenxing: "......"

"Don't look at me like that! There should be no disciple in the Qingyang Martial Academy who knows the specific information of the master's academy, and few disciples have seen him! It's mysterious, isn't it? Seeing Lin Chenxing staring at him suspiciously, Wu Xiaobao explained as if he had been stepped on his tail.

"Okay!" Lin Chenxing pouted.

"Where are you going now?"

"Cultivate!"

"Damn, aren't you eating?"

"Eat more in the morning!"

"I'm convinced! I'm hungry, didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a few drinks? It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, how about today? Wu Fatzi touched his stomach and said politely.

Lin Chenxing: "......"

If you say it, you have to do it on your knees!

In the end, Lin Chenxing took Wu Fatzi to eat in the dining hall, and the price was that his little money bag was completely empty! However, his current food is all solved in the Instrument Palace, and it will not affect it for the time being.

Look at the sky, it was already Shen Shi, Lin Chenxing said goodbye to Wu Fatzi, and went to the mission hall to receive the points of the previous mission of the instrument hall, and the result was not bad, giving fifty points!

However, if it was exchanged for a blood essence pill, it would only be ten pills, but considering that the utility of the lower grade blood essence pill was greatly reduced after entering the dark energy realm, and this amount was also a drop in the bucket, he did not exchange it.

Then Lin Chenxing went directly to the Instrument Palace, entered the belly of the mountain, and saw that Lieshan and Elder Wei were busy, he didn't bother, he came to the door of his own room by himself, and began to rest and practice the Nine Forms, and by the way, he also waited for the arrival of the time.

After completing the shift handover in the afternoon, Lin Chenxing began to practice swordsmanship as usual, which was the "Thirteen Styles of Splitting Wind".

This swordsmanship is his major swordsmanship in the recent period, and he has reached the threshold of Xiaocheng, but he always feels that he can't really cross it by a little bit.

Today, Gu Yanfeng's Consummation Realm Sword Technique made him feel a little touched and enlightened in his heart, and this was his opportunity!

At this time, no one disturbed the space in the mountain, which was suitable for him to take advantage of this opportunity to try to break through!

"Splitting Wind! When there is a speed of tearing air! ”

"Splitting Wind! When you have the power to break through the air barrier! ”

As the thoughts in his heart turned, the moves that he had already mastered seemed to have a different feeling.

Like, the original stylized moves, in the actual combat process, a little more spirituality and will!

Lin Chenxing felt that the sword in his hand was faster and stronger!

A breakthrough that comes naturally!

When the last move of "Thirteen Styles of Splitting Wind" swept through the air, bringing a slight sound like the tearing of cloth, Lin Chenxing knew that he had finally broken through!

"Little Chengjing! It's here! ”

After seeing Gu Yanfeng's Consummation Realm Sword Technique, Lin Chenxing didn't have much excitement at this time, only calmness and yearning for a higher realm.

"I don't know when I will reach the state of consummation......"

Shaking his head secretly, Lin Chenxing suppressed this thought. He can't become a fat man by eating in one breath, so he should first think about how to cultivate several swordsmanship to the realm of Dacheng, and then talk about the rest.

After that, Lin Chenxing's life once again entered an extremely regular state, after completing the rotation handover every day, he went to the Qidian Canteen to have a big meal, and then went back to rest until the end of the hour.

After getting up, he practiced the three-character formula of "fast, accurate, and stable" in the small courtyard, as well as the swordsmanship and body technique, and "Xuanzhen Nine Swords" also joined the cultivation plan again, after all, it is not realistic to cultivate the "Basic Swordsmanship" and "Thirteen Styles of Splitting Wind" to Dacheng in one go.

After completing his swordsmanship cultivation, he would set aside an hour or so to read those miscellaneous books in the Zangwu Pavilion, which could be regarded as the only time he could relax every day.

Around the time of the unitary hour, he was going to go to the belly space of the Qidian Mountain to practice the Nine Forms of Fire Refinement, and by the way, he would guard the furnace.

This kind of life is simple and boring, but Lin Chenxing is happy in it!

Because he can clearly feel that his strength is getting stronger little by little, and his understanding of the world is also increasing little by little, this feeling of progress is really very cool!

Sixteen days later, in the belly of the mountain.

"Bang ......"

With the sound, the lid of the largest furnace in the middle was opened, and Elder Wei, dressed in a refining suit made of Huoyun animal skin tanning, took out a palm-sized piece of burnt red metal from the hearth, this was Spirit Iron!

Its hardness, toughness and other properties are far above that of refined iron, and of course, its value is also very expensive!

Before the temperature dropped, Elder Wei was like the wind, walked to the refining table in two steps, picked up a forging hammer with one hand and smashed it down.

Lin Chenxing and Lie Shan were both watching from the sidelines, but they didn't make a sound, and they didn't step forward to help.

During this time, Lin Chenxing also knew that Elder Wei's so-called Pregnancy and Cultivation Spirit Iron was actually in the process of exploring.

In order to further improve the performance of the spirit iron, he has made a lot of attempts, and this high-temperature pregnancy method is only one of them.

"It's cracked!"

When the thickness of the refined iron block under Elder Wei's hammer was forged from the original one and a half inches to about half an inch, Lin Chenxing keenly judged the appearance of internal cracks from the sound of forging.

As true refiners, Lieshan and Elder Wei were far superior to Lin Chenxing in these small skills, and they naturally knew that this piece of spiritual iron was wasted and could only be smelted again.

Once a crack occurs inside the metal, it is like a plague, extremely difficult to contain, and only through extremely complex forging techniques can the cracks that have appeared be re-filled, but this is just a piece of spiritual iron billet for attempt, naturally there is no need to be so troublesome, just return to the furnace directly.

Elder Wei, who had already come up with the result, did not look good, and directly threw the piece of refined iron in his hand that was still in a red-hot state into the scrap box next to him, and then came to another Ding furnace, took out a piece of spiritual iron that had been conceived again, and continued to forge it.

"It's cracked!"

"It's cracked!"

"It's still cracked!"

While Lin Chenxing was secretly thinking about it, he was learning from the Burning Mountain on the side, and the two worked together to reduce their sense of existence.

It took twenty days, and then four pieces of spiritual iron were wasted......

Thinking with the back of his head, at this time, Elder Wei's mood will definitely not be too good, and it is better for him not to touch his head.

Although Lin Chenxing didn't know much about Elder Wei's temperament because he didn't have much contact, he only needed to observe Lie Shan's reaction to know how to protect himself.