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Five months and twenty-three days, igniting the natal fire!

Not to mention how tight the time is, even in the Qinglian clan village where he is now, there is no one who ignites the natal divine fire, and the strongest transmission elder Seventh Uncle has only reached the fourth step of the divine fire realm, and he is already middle-aged, and he wants to surpass these ancient ancestors' cultivation of internal force in less than six months, Shi Kong does not think that he is such a genius, maybe he has a good understanding, but the cultivation environment in the later generations is too bad, and his physique is far less strong than these ancient ancestors.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Kong calmed down, he never thought it was useful to complain, whether it was true or not, he couldn't try to disobey lightly, at least before, this ancient god domain had never joked with him.

Without thinking about it anymore, Shi Kong jumped into the pale cyan crystal pool water, and let thousands of strands of warm air flow enter his body along more than 36,000 pores, seeping into his limbs and bones, and the dark cracks on the muscles and bones suddenly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It can be called the fountain of life!

Shikong is unimaginable, just such a pool of Zhang Xu Fangyuan, with such a miraculous effect, no matter how many injuries he has suffered, he can recover quickly, and wherever he wants to put it, it is a priceless treasure.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

In the pond water, when Shi Kong opened his eyes again, there was a joy in his eyes, originally according to estimates, it would take ten days to recover the dark cracks of the muscles and bones with horned venison meat every day, and in this short half an hour, all of them were healed.

At this time, the original pale cyan pool water also became transparent, and there was no longer the slightest bit of abnormal power.

Just as Shi Kong was about to get up, among the hundreds of limbs, wisps of scorching air like fire gushed out.

The sudden change caught Shi Kong off guard, and in the pool, he sat cross-legged, trying to restrain these heat flows, but as soon as these heat flows appeared, they were like wild horses on the loose, and they were no longer restrained.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Kong's whole person was like a boiled prawn, every inch of skin and flesh on his body became red, and the originally cool pool water quickly became scorching, almost boiling.

Dragon's Blood!

Calming down, Shi Kong sensed carefully, the aura contained in these heat currents was almost the same as the dragon blood he had swallowed before.

This is the residual power of dragon blood after resisting the power of space-time distortion!

Comprehending, Shi Kong no longer resisted, but let these heat currents swim in his body, and at the same time, he was glad in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that a lot of strength was consumed when he passed through the time and space corridor, and a complete drop of dragon blood entered his body, he was afraid that he would not be able to last a few breaths, and he would explode and die.

And now, his muscles and bones are fully restored, the meridians and qi and blood are unblocked again, the qi is returned, and the last trace of hidden dragon blood power explodes, not only will it no longer threaten his life, but it will also bring about a change of washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, and being reborn.

Blacksmith's shop.

On the swaying old rattan chair, the hookah at the corner of the old man's mouth was removed, he sat up, and muttered: "It turned out to be a trace of residual true dragon blood, which can be regarded as a small chance, but in five months and twenty-three days, even if you are reborn and want to ignite the natal fire, it depends on how your creation is." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he lay down again, and the hookah gurgled and twitched, and the mist slowly enveloped the entire blacksmith shop.

......

The sun is setting, the remnant sun is like fire, enveloping this ancient primitive village, and the pool where Shikong is located has slowly calmed down from the initial boiling, but the original clear and crystal pool water has become as black as ink at this time, and exudes an incomparably fishy smell.

In the pool water, Shikong's body became dry, full of wrinkles, and there was no luster anymore, and every vitality seemed to have disappeared, he was motionless, unable to hear his breath, and did not have a heartbeat, as if he had fallen asleep, falling into an eternal sleep.

Until the middle of the moon.

The moon is like water, silver and white, crystal like jade, a soft sound, as if the beginning of the world, in the pool water, a crack was born at the center of Shikong's eyebrows, and then, every inch of his body, countless cracks appeared, and they were connected to each other.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, it was like a very delicate blue and white falling to the ground, splitting apart, and pieces of old skin fell off, revealing a white and tender body like a baby, crystal clear, not even a trace of pores could be seen, and a faint fragrance overflowed.

The eyes slowly opened, the world in front of them seemed to become clearer, all the colors became bright and flexible, and with a slight jump, the stone sky rose several feet high and fell to the edge of the pool.

At this time, if someone looks at Shikong's eyes, they will find that what kind of eyes they are, there is no dazzling divine light, there is no deep and boundless world, some are just warm and calm, as if the warm jade that has been precipitated for ten thousand years, the lead is gone, and only the pure and flawless eyes are left.

Taking a deep breath, the sound of qi and blood tumbling could be faintly heard between his chest and abdomen, Shi Kong felt unprecedentedly powerful, his body was already several times higher, and in the flesh and blood, the crisp and gentle air flow was already clearly visible, and it was no longer as fleeting as before.

At this time, Shi Kong was almost certain that it was the so-called internal force, but he did not have the corresponding method of breathing and breathing, and he could not use these derived internal forces for his own use.

In fact, even in later generations, those great martial artists could not completely control the internal force, they could only rely on the internal force to nourish and strengthen the flesh and bones, and the real means were simply toddlers compared to this ancient world, and they had not even touched the threshold.

Gently clenched his fists, his knuckles suddenly made a crisp sound like a jade bead falling on a plate, Shi Kong understood that this was his bone more tight, in other words, his root bones, compared to the ancient ancestors, were no longer so weak, in Shi Kong's opinion, many teenagers in the Qinglian clan's village, in terms of physical elements, as far as his observation was concerned, there was no stronger than him now.

But it is not much exceeded, the stone is empty, this may not make him ignite the natal divine fire in less than six months, the Qinglian clan elder, the seventh uncle has spent decades of hard work can only take four steps, this ignites the natal divine fire, in such a short time, most of them have to find another way, but at the moment, they can only take one step at a time.

......

When he came to the blacksmith again, the old blacksmith got up, and without saying a word, grabbed a sledgehammer and came to the forge.

"Look!"

He stretched out his foot, and a palm-sized piece of pig iron flew up into the air and landed on the dark red scorching anvil.

Call!

The old blacksmith picked up the sledgehammer, and the whole person drew a perfect arc, at this time Shikong's view, the trajectory of the sledgehammer seemed to have given birth to more changes, perhaps because his eyesight was not enough before, but now after being reborn, he suddenly saw many flaws that he had in the past, and these flaws came to the old blacksmith, completely disappeared, the same hammer, so that Shikong felt a flawless artistic conception.

Boom!

The sparks splashed everywhere, and they were really as bright as the silver flowers of the fire tree, and the piggy iron the size of a palm was actually shrunk by half under this hammer.

The old blacksmith kept moving, hammer after hammer fell, and a series of gold and iron resonances were connected, and this rhythm actually made Shi Kong a little intoxicated.

After half the incense, the old blacksmith stopped moving, and at this time, on the anvil, only a half-finger-sized iron ingot remained, and the color also changed from the dark red when it was first burned red, to a bright orange red, as if shrouded in a layer of glow, and like a fragment of the sun, so pure that it was almost transparent.

"Like this, hammer a hundred times. ”

The old blacksmith said in a deep voice, threw the sledgehammer in his hand, and no longer had any more explanations, turned and lay down on the old rattan chair.

The big hammer started, Shi Kong was secretly speechless, if it weren't for the transformation of his roots and bones, and his strength had increased greatly, he couldn't grasp it at all, this big hammer actually weighed 3,000 kilograms.

Now, for the old blacksmith's instructions, Shikong is no longer resistant, the old blacksmith's hammer method not only forges muscles and bones, increases strength, but also makes his grasp of strength advance by leaps and bounds, and soon reaches a subtle situation, such a hammer method, he does not say that he has seen, he has never heard of it, and he is familiar with the forging and birth process of the blade, which is also an alternative kind of cultivation and understanding.

Next, Ishiku began to temper the pig iron, and the old blacksmith's movements kept coming to mind, not letting go of every little detail, and then slowly correcting his movements, and finally reaching a state of perfection.

At first, a piece of pig iron was broken in less than ten times, not to mention hammering it a hundred times, and then later, it was able to be hammered more than 20 times in a row, and the palm-sized pig iron shrank by half and became bright red.

Time's up!

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the blacksmith shop, the stone sky stood with a hammer, not tired in the past, but a hundred times more energetic, and the strength of the flesh and blood, the crisp and gentle air flow became more and more vigorous, revealing a kind of vigorous vitality.

The next moment, the world in front of him changed, and he returned to Qingwu's house again. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!There are too few recommended votes, please support the Terran Emperor)