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At the top of the green lotus peak, the bamboo leaves are swaying, and the purple light is shining.

It belongs to the ancient night, and there is always a desolate atmosphere in the air.

"You're here. ”

Qingshi whispered, and did not look back, but looked at the stone statue on the edge of the cliff, the cyan halberd glowing with a faint cold light in the moonlight.

Shi Kong nodded, did not speak, and also looked at the somewhat lonely figure on the edge of the cliff, the only son of the seventh uncle, the only seed-level figure in Qinglian Peak, and now he has been petrified for three years.

The two stood side by side like this, neither of them spoke, until a gust of night breeze blew, the purple bamboo forest swayed, and the bamboo leaves flew all over the sky, like a rain of purple flowers, covering the land around the two with a thick layer.

"You can see it. ”

But it was Qingshi who took the initiative to speak, he turned his head, his face was as pale as snow, and there was a wisp of blood that had not dried up at the corner of his mouth.

Shi Kong nodded and said, "Senior Brother Zeng Yan set foot on that road during the day, but now, it seems that the injury is more serious. ”

He is not a Qingwu six, a sword condensation, even compared with the Zen Tiger, it is not much different, the spirit of martial arts is keen, after the Zen Tiger left, he quickly noticed the problem, only that Qingshi wanted to let them practice with peace of mind, so he deliberately concealed it.

"That road, even if it is claimed to be a dead end, how difficult it is, this first step is not so easy to take. ”

Qingshi took a deep breath and said: "If you don't break it, you can't stand it, you can break it and then stand it, this first step, I have already broken it, and I can't be reborn in Nirvana, but I'm not a little sure." ”

Shi Kong hesitated for a few breaths, and finally asked, what kind of road is it, how can it make the Zen tiger so jealous, not to mention that it is a desperate road that no one has walked through in the past.

Qingshi turned around and looked at the young man in front of him steadily, dressed in a coarse white robe, with clear eyes, just staring at him like that, without the slightest evasion.

In a trance, he thought of the petrified Aoba, who had the same look in the ancient battlefield of the wilderness, and intercepted the three seed-level figures of the younger generation of the blood clan alone, and the seven of their senior brothers and sisters were able to retreat with their whole body.

Turning his head again, he was silent for a long time, and then Qingshi Fang said in a deep voice: "This path is known to the world, called the sanctification of the flesh, with the cultivation of a body of internal strength as firewood, and the natal divine fire as the furnace, scorching the flesh, tempering the divine body, until the physical body is sacred, and stepping into the holy realm." ”

Sanctification of the flesh!

Shi Kong couldn't help but gasp, with his internal strength cultivation as firewood, wouldn't it mean that the cultivation in the sea of Huang Tingqi was abolished, how to go on such a road to sanctification in the flesh, how to go through it?

As if he understood what Shi Kong thought, Qingshi shook his head and said: "It's not what you think, cultivation can be regenerated, it's just that the initial foundation building, the consumption required is too great, and once you set foot on this road, it will be difficult to turn back, if you don't reach the physical limit of this realm, you can't break through the realm of internal strength." ”

I see!

Shi Kong suddenly, but he was wrong, but even so, it was really a little scary, although Shi Kong had never seen the real natal divine fire, but from the divine fire soldier, it has been seen that the flesh is mortal, if you want to withstand such a divine fire, I am afraid that it is not so simple, if you are not careful, most of you will be in danger of disappearing.

After that, Shi Kong asked Qingshi for some doubts about his cultivation, at least in terms of internal practice, the other party far surpassed him, and even in the conversation just now, Shi Kong caught an important news, that is, the bluestone in front of him had already ignited the natal fire a year ago.

For Shikong's consultation, Qingshi knows everything, and all kinds of perceptions and abnormalities of internal force penetrating into the five organs, and even many abnormalities of internal force through the holes, as well as some rescue and response methods, are all taught.

Unconsciously, in the middle of the moon and sky, the bluestone left, and did not go far, but meditated and breathed on the edge of the cliff, guarding in front of the stone statue.

Shi Kong walked into the purple bamboo forest, found a secluded place to sit cross-legged, and then hooked the ancient god domain and entered it.

A moment later, in the blacksmith's shop, he swung a sledgehammer weighing twenty stones again and began to temper a palm-sized piece of pig iron.

Ten hammers, twenty hammers...... Fifty hammers, sixty hammers...... Ninety hammers!

Almost all that was left was the size of a fingernail, the pig iron was red and crystalline, the glow was like mist, almost condensed into a substance, and even faintly glowed with a faint layer of golden light.

Red Flame Divine Gold!

Until now, Shi Kong still doesn't know what it is tempered by his hands, ordinary pig iron, if it can be tempered to reach fifty calcines, it can turn decay into magic, derive divinity, and become an incomparably strong Red Flame Divine Iron, but it is only the most ordinary inferior Red Flame Divine Iron, and once it reaches seventy calcines, it will go one step further and become a medium Red Flame Divine Iron, and then eighty calcines, which is the high-grade Red Flame Divine Iron, and as he is at this time, tempered to more than ninety calcines, it is the strongest and strongest Red Flame Divine Gold in the Red Flame Divine Iron。

Unconsciously, the old blacksmith taught him an incredible iron-striking kung fu, in the village of the Qinglian clan, if it wasn't for the original Zen clan's trouble, Shi Kong is afraid that he will not know how shocking his tempering skills are for the third uncle Qinglin, so he simply issued a ban later, except for the people present that day, he must not be revealed to others, lest he be too sharp, and before he has completely grown up, he will gather too many covetous eyes.

Ninety-one hammers! Ninety-two hammers!

Until he reached the ninety-nine hammers, Shi Kong stopped moving, this is also his current limit, this last hundredth hammer, he has been stuck here for half a month, and there is no sign of a breakthrough, and the old blacksmith doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and he doesn't mean to point at all.

And after ninety-nine tempered Red Flame Divine Gold, the original layer of looming golden light, finally completely revealed, the Red Flame Divine Gold, which was almost half the size of a fingernail, bloomed with a pure and scorching red gold divine light, there was a strong burst of Ruiqi, Chixia became practiced, intertwined in the air, that nascent divinity, spirituality, almost at the moment of birth, it trembled gently, making the stone hollow feel something.

On this day, Shi Kong did not seek a breakthrough in tempering, but began to temper pig iron piece by piece, refining it into ninety-nine calcines of Red Flame Divine Gold, and he wanted to reforge the Bright Moon Sword to make it even further to adapt to his skyrocketing cultivation and qi and blood.

However, after tempering out the twentieth piece of Red Flame Divine Gold the size of half a fingernail, Shi Kong stopped, because just these twenty pieces of Red Flame Divine Gold already weighed twenty stones, and he could only stop there, although tempering these Red Flame Divine Gold and fusing them into the Bright Moon Sword could not be said to be completely reforged, but it was also a new tempering.

Clang!

When the first Red Flame Divine Divine Instrument entered the Bright Moon Sword, the entire dark purple sword body suddenly burst out with a brilliant purple-gold divine light, and an incomparably strong divine aura rose up, which made Deshi Hollow startled, because he found that it was just a piece of Red Flame Divine Gold that had been smelted, and the Bright Moon Sword was far superior to the quasi-divine sword forged by the Third Uncle Qinglin, perhaps not yet at the level of the high-grade Red Flame Divine Soldier, but among the medium-grade Red Flame Divine Soldiers, it was definitely among the top.

Bang! Bang!

A series of golden and iron resonances were connected, and Shikong completely sank into the tempering, and only the Bright Moon Sword on the anvil was left in his eyes, and one after another the Red Flame Divine Gold was tempered into it, evenly dispersed, and fused with the original iron, and then completely transformed, blooming and deriving a divine aura.

There was a beating of war drums in the blacksmith's shop, and it was as if an iron bell had been struck, and it took three full hours before it stopped.

Laugh at!

The bright moon sword fell into the spring water, and the rui qi rose up with the red glow, and there was a sharp edge looming purple gold, ancient and sharp, almost stabbing through the nine heavens.

The hilt of the sword was in his hands again, Shi Kong suddenly felt his arm sink, he carefully stared at the Bright Moon Sword in his hand, under his subtle tempering, the size of the entire sword body almost did not change at all, but together with the hilt, the Bright Moon Sword, which was originally dark purple, had completely turned into a simple purple gold. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!)