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Night.

The ancient and barren night sky is particularly bright, the stars are like the sea, the bright moon is like a plate, a little firefly through the window, flying in the stone house, the stone sky sits on the wooden bed, quietly looking at this strange and beautiful starry sky, this will be the last day for him to get for nothing, although the seventh uncle and the Qingwu family did not say much, but he is not willing to sit back and enjoy it every day.

At this time, the entire Qinglian clan village fell into silence, and Shikong could even faintly hear the pleasant snoring of Qingwu next door.

At this point, he adjusted the time of the day, and put the time to enter the Ancient God Domain at night, and now, he also thought clearly, the twelve hours that belong to the Ancient God Domain every day cannot be let go lightly, which will be an important way for him to improve his strength.

At this moment, feeling the thin internal force in the sea of Huang Tingqi, a look of determination appeared in Shi Kong's eyes, no matter how tight the time was, he had already taken the first step.

Airplanes!

The next moment, he followed the call, hooked the cyan mark on his chest, the world in front of him changed, the pale cyan spring of life appeared in front of him again, not far away, in the old blacksmith's blacksmith's shop, the loud sound of striking iron was like a war song, resounding in the sky above this illusory primitive village.

Walking into the blacksmith shop as usual, the old man threw a large hammer weighing five stones to him without saying a word, and at this time, Shikong found that the size of the hammer used by the old blacksmith had no longer changed, but the hammer body had more forging patterns and was heavier.

In this way, the old man threw over the big hammer, the whole body is blue-black, on the hammer body, there are more than 400 natural lines, Shikong can imagine how many times the old blacksmith has superimposed the hammer in order to forge this big hammer, for now, it is far from being comparable to him.

In the blacksmith shop, the stone of forging pig iron forgot the time, the hammer taught to him by the old blacksmith, with the increase of his forging times, almost every hammer falling, can give birth to new feelings, this seemingly ordinary hammer, as if containing endless truth, waiting for him to dig every day, he feels more and more that he and the sledgehammer in his hand slowly merge, the number of continuous forging, is also increasing day by day.

Half a day passed quickly.

Shi Kong was finally able to forge a palm-sized piece of pig iron forty times in a row, and in the end, only a small piece three inches long and two inches wide remained, and its whole body was red gold, faintly flowing with a pure light like water.

Well?

Just as Ishiku was about to swing the hammer again, a big rough hand pressed on his shoulder, but the old man came behind him at some point.

Shaking his head at him, the old man stepped out of the blacksmith shop first, and after a little hesitation, Shi Kong followed.

This is a stone platform located in the depths of the primitive village, the whole body is dry and yellow, full of dense cracks, and even through the cracks, you can see the dry yellow mud, not even a stone platform, at most a yellow mud platform.

The yellow clay platform with a radius of ten zhang, Shi Kong had also seen it earlier, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, and now that the old blacksmith brought him here, he was surprised in his heart, and he couldn't guess the old blacksmith's intentions.

"Go up. The old man said calmly.

Just glanced at the old man, Shi Kong understood that the old blacksmith did not explain to him the slightest meaning as usual, and did not ask more, he secretly operated the Qinglian Heart Method, the internal force was lifted, and he wandered in the first four points of the heart, and at the same time continued to carry along the edge meridians of the one hundred and eight points, and the whole person was suddenly warm and full of strength.

Stepping on the three layers of mottled stone steps, Shi Kong walked on the yellow mud platform, standing quietly on the yellow mud platform, Shi Kong looked around, and did not notice anything unusual, he looked at the old man with some suspicion, waiting for an explanation.

The old blacksmith was silent, and stretched out his hand to point to the Bright Moon Sword behind him.

Draw your sword?

Shi Kong guessed what the old man meant, was this to instruct him in swordsmanship? He had already understood that the old man was not an ordinary person, and now that he was willing to instruct him in swordsmanship, he naturally couldn't ask for it.

Boom!

Immediately, Shi Kong drew his sword out of the sheath, and the dark purple moon sword flowed with a faint white glow, facing an opponent like the old blacksmith who didn't know the depths, Shi Kongfu started to use the Qinglian Heart Method, and decided to go all out.

Whoa!

Who knows, at the moment when he drew his sword, the world in front of him changed again, at this time, where was he still standing on the yellow mud platform, in front of him a hundred-foot-high giant waterfall flew straight down, fell into the deep pool, and made a deafening roar, surrounded by ancient timber wolf forests, rocks, all full of thick moss.

Here it is......

Shi Kong's heart was shocked, and Qi Er's whole body exploded, because a terrifying sword momentum locked him behind his back.

Almost inch by inch, he turned around, if it weren't for the internal force derived and the four holes opened, Shi Kong was not sure if he could turn around under this huge pressure, his muscles and bones creaked, and the invisible pressure made the air around him faintly stagnate.

Hiss!

When he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but gasp, only to see that in the vast pool of white mist, the green lotuses were blooming, and the lotus leaves with a large bowl mouth were floating on the water surface.

"Who is it?"

Shi Kong drank heavily, the Mingyue Sword was clenched in his hand, this was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in his life, just his breath made his breath stagnate, if it was a real fight, he was not at all sure.

On the waterhole, the middle-aged man was silent, his face was ordinary, with a light beard, the fingers holding the sword were slender, crystal like jade, and the whole person stood calmly on a bowl of lotus leaves, the lotus leaves were slightly heavy, only slightly wet on the soles of his shoes.

Laugh at!

The long sword in the middle-aged man's hand turned, and on the pale cyan long sword, a milky white glow was born, and at the tip of the sword, a white mang with a length of nine inches was derived, and the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp sound.

"Qinglian Heart Method!Nine Inch Sword Qi!"

Shi Kong was stunned, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, the middle-aged man in front of him was clearly the Qinglian Heart Method, the internal force breath was the same as what he was used to, as for the nine-inch sword qi, it was even more incredible, as far as he knew, at the moment, the entire Qinglian Clan, the strongest person known to him was the Seventh Uncle, who had already entered the fourth step of the Divine Fire Realm, and the internal force had been practiced into the spleen, and there was only one last step left, opening up the twenty points where the kidneys were located, and he could try to ignite the natal divine fire and achieve great perfection.

Even so, the seventh uncle can only give out four inches of sword qi, nine inches of sword qi, according to the seventh uncle, that is only a sword powerhouse who completely ignites the natal divine fire can do it, looking at the entire Qinglian clan, only the ancestors who created the Qinglian heart method and the Qinglian sword method have ever reached it.

As soon as he thought of this, Shi Kong felt more and more creepy, even if the seventh uncle once said, comprehending the truth of heaven and earth, and being so powerful that he was inhuman, he could only live to two hundred, and the ancestor of the Qinglian clan had passed away for hundreds of years, so who was the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him?

Call!

Without the slightest warning, in the waterhole, the middle-aged man stepped forward, his body was ethereal, like a swaying green lotus, the long sword in his hand pointed to the stone sky, and his footsteps moved on the green lotus leaves, and the waterhole of more than ten zhang almost crossed in a moment.

Whoa!

The mist in the sky was lifted by this sword, and Shikong could see at a glance that this was clearly the thirty-first move in the Qinglian swordsmanship "Qinglian Hidden Mist", although this sword was on the defensive, it hid the edge, and could spy on the opportunity at any time, and the enemy was unprepared, and it was also a sword that the seventh uncle focused on, once the comprehension was profound, the thirty-five moves were on the defensive, and each move could turn into an offensive.

Between the lightning and flint, it was too late to think about it, Shi Kong simply threw away a distracting thought, the Qinglian heart method operated, and the internal force traveled in the meridians of the acupoints, trying his best to slowly stretch out the stagnant air around his body.

Urging with all the strength of his body, at this moment, the green tendons of Shikong's arm were raised, and the power of the flesh of the six stones burst out, and the power of the scorching qi and blood suddenly shook like a furnace, and at the moment before the sword qi came to his body, he finally barely tore a crack in the stagnant air around him.

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