As soon as Xia Ze heard this, he opened his eyebrows and smiled, "Say it earlier, Xiao Jing, good tea."

"Okay!" Chen Tanjing immediately rushed into the house and began to cook tea.

The corners of Wu Bingjia's mouth twitched, this Xia Ze, I really don't know where he started, he has a two-skinned face that sees money, and Chen Tanjing's girl is probably his true inheritance.

Xia Ze did not shy away from Wu Bingjia, and when he spoke, he still used a fist to forge the prototype of the flying sword.

Between conversations, fist intent and sword intent are inextricably entangled, with ups and downs.

Wu Bingjia was amazed, you must know that their Mojia organs are the best in Kyushu, and there are many skilled craftsmen who can master the forging mechanism and imitate the flying sword, but today watching Xia Ze casting the flying sword, his skillful technique is almost comparable to the skills of many masters in the door.

On the side, the fire dragon with teeth and claws in the stove was in charge, struggling to burn the fire.

Chen Dongyou is a spiritual iron mountain to fan the wind.

The three of them cooperated, and the tacit understanding was seamless, and within a while, three more imitation flying swords were built, and they were included in the sword gourd by Xia Ze for warmth.

Wu Bingjia took advantage of the breathing time between Xia Ze and the two children, and exclaimed: "Ning Xue's flying sword diagram was originally intended to trade with a certain named worshipper of my Mo family, but when he encountered a certain battle, that worshipper was killed and relieved, in order to facilitate the merchant to be honest with you about that deal, I instructed Ning Xue to directly use this hundred sword diagram to trade with you, originally thought that you could use this hundred sword diagram to refine the flying sword at most......

Xia Ze smiled, "But you didn't expect that I could get this imitation Arhat golden body and use it directly to forge a flying sword......

Wu Bingjia said with a smile: "That's why I said that this Hundred Sword Diagram, sold to you, is really cheap, after all, under the Seven Realms of Qi Training, one more flying sword, the killing power can skyrocket to such a terrifying level, you and I know it."

Xia Ze smiled faintly, for example, Wei Yuhan has four extremely good flying swords, although only one of the flying swords Shen Yu has been refined into a natal object, but in the entire Ethereal Continent Qi Cultivation Eighth Territory, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet an opponent.

As he was talking, Chen Tan walked out of the house with a pot of tea and tea utensils.

She first washed the tea set with steaming tea, and then showed her smooth tea skills.

Wu Bingjia looked at the spout of the teapot, and a golden halo was revealed in the white mist, wafting out bursts of elegant tea fragrance, refreshing people's hearts, and he was relieved.

Thinking that this tea is not bad, Xia Ze is still a kind person.

"Wu Gongzi, please use it." Chen Tanjing was respectful, with a sweet smile and served tea.

"Huh! There is labor." Wu Bingjia was flattered and took the tea.

He looked at Chen Tanjing, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and then he blew and blew it, and poured the tea into his mouth.

It's just that soon, with a pop, the tea in Wu Bingjia's mouth is like opening a floodgate for flood control, pouring thousands of miles.

"What kind of tea is this?" Wu Bingjia picked up the teapot, lifted the lid, and was shocked to find that there were no tea leaves and tea cakes in the teapot at all, and the pleasant aroma of tea was no different from clear well water.

There is still a difference, at least the walls of the teapot are covered with a thick layer of tea dirt, as if it has not been washed, which is the source of the elegant tea fragrance.

Xia Ze saw that Wu Bingjia's face was ugly, and he was about to have a seizure, so he pretended to be a master and asked, "Xiao Jing, you see that you are angry with Wu Gongzi, what kind of tea are you serving?"

Chen Tanjing spread his hands: "Son, Uncle Wang is a tea drinker, I have been pouring for a long time......

Xia Ze looked hard, Chen Tanjing was stunned, quickly understood, and patted his head: "Hey! Look at my memory, Wu Gongzi is afraid that he doesn't know our Daqi's tea, this tea has a nickname, called freshwater, the first smell is refreshing, the entrance fades into the well water, and the intestine oil is removed."

Wu Bingjia looked at the girl's deep opinion, and then looked at the well water in his hand, and said in his heart that you don't pretend to be a girl, the well water is well water, and the fresh water is fresh.

The corners of Xia Ze's mouth were slightly raised, and his fingers were picked up on the offering table, and the vermilion sword-raising gourd flew high and landed towards Wu Bingjia.

Wu Bingjia put down the tea in his hand, quickly caught it, and shook it gently, the vermilion wine gourd trembled slightly, and the noisy humming sound of the flying sword immediately ended.

He didn't think about it, he opened the lid of the wine gourd, and looked up to take a sip of wine.

Chen Tanjing saw that Wu Bingjia was drinking extremely wanton and chic, and listened to the sound of the infiltrating sword, and immediately admired the five bodies to the ground.

Xia Ze asked, "From so far away, you can know that I am forging a sword and have a request for you?"

Wu Bingjia wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I can't hide it from others, I can't hide it, you must know that my sword intent is one of the best in the entire Mo family, and I can naturally perceive it."

Xia Ze pursed his lips and did not comment.

Wu Bingjia took a few steps closer and said, "Ning Xue and the merchants worship Xu Jiake's predecessors, and they have already opened up the relationship, and there will be a few tickets for the cross-sea Xianjia ferry tomorrow. Rest assured, all the way is done, it is the highest level of treatment, at most three months, you can cross the Central Continent, gather the two continents, and go to Longsheng Continent, this is a thank you made by the merchant to repay you for saving your life."

Xia Ze arched his hand and smiled, "It's hard work."

Although many of the monks who had tried in vain to obstruct Xia Ze's refining had been hated by the king, it was difficult to guarantee whether they would continue to design something in secret. For some things, the more sects behind it are involved, the more troubles can be avoided.

"Next, I will join forces with you until the flying sword that can be refined on this hundred sword diagram is completed." Wu Bingjia said with a smile.

In fact, he is more inclined to forge mechanisms, the Qinglong that was used to fight the enemy before, and the two major mechanisms used to protect Cai Ningxue, are all from him. Now watching Xia Ze forge a sword, he also watched it inexplicably and skillfully.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ze shook his head and said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I asked you to help, not to let you help me forge a sword, but to let you help me protect the Fa."

As soon as Wu Bingjia heard this, he became anxious, "Don't you think that my sword-forging attainments are not high, which affects the rank of your imitation flying sword? I ......."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Ze leaned over, grabbed Wu Bingjia's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't plan to hide it from you, the flying sword casting will definitely not stop."

After finishing speaking, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, diverged from Xia Ze's body.

Wu Bingjia gasped, "Yin God, Yang God? How many realms are you now, and you can actually refine a pair of yin and yang gods? How many secrets are hidden in you?"

Xia Ze laughed and said, "Which one do I want to answer for your series of questions?"

Needless to say, the yin and yang gods, each busy, began to cast the remaining imitation flying swords without being unfamiliar.

Xia Ze's hand flipped over, and a silver sword pill appeared in his hand.

Wu Bingjia had tried his best to calm his mood, but when he saw that sword pill, his lips still trembled slightly.

"You're trying to breed a flying sword here? Let me protect the Dharma for you?" Wu Bingjia asked.

Xia Ze nodded, "Well, I will try my best to successfully breed it within these two days, and during this time, if any accident occurs, please try your best to resist it for me."

Wu Bingjia's eyes flashed with a strange light, he grabbed the vermilion wine gourd with one hand, took a sip of wine, then put down the wine jug, pulled over a bench and sat down, and said loudly: "From this moment on, I, Wu Bingjia, am here to protect your Xia Ze, and I will definitely protect you Xia Ze.

Xia Ze's entrustment is the entrustment of life and death, and it is the friend of cloth.

Xia Ze didn't speak, smiled kindly, and slowly walked into the house.

After a while, the room began to flicker with a swaying rainbow light, and the sword intent that came with it was comparable to a mountain torrent beast, and it even pressed over the side of the stove.

Hundreds of feet above the head of the blacksmith shop, in the sea of clouds, there was a pitch-black figure constantly twisting its body, making a crisp sound of gold and stone.

Trap, Molong.

In the courtyard, the yin god and the yang god, swallowing the sky, Chen Dong and casting swords do not stop.

Within three hours, eleven flying swords had been cast, and that one was imitated

Most of the Arhat's golden body had already been used, and at this juncture, the speed at which they forged their swords slowed down.

Wu Bingjia sat on the bench and began to gradually review his cognition of Xia Ze.

The martial arts of the Six Realms, the fierceness of the boxing technique, is rare in the world.

The physique is so strong, even if he has always practiced his physique, he has to sigh with joy.

A flying sword of good quality, with unknown natal powers, but it can construct a golden thunder pool.

What's even more shocking is that he can even cultivate the outer body of the Yang God and travel far away from the Yin God, which has to make him Wu Bingjia look sideways.

You must know that Taoism advocates cultivating life without cultivating nature, so what is cultivated is the outer body of the strong yang god.

Buddhism advocates self-cultivation, and what is cultivated is a yin god.

It goes without saying that the two of them can improve the lethality of the monk and martial arts, and the difficulty of cultivation is even more rare.

Don't forget, Xia Ze was a veritable gift of heaven at the beginning, and those eyes were the biggest reliance he could rely on to wrestle with the entire Great Qi, and now even if he is beyond the heavens and the earth, it is still not to be underestimated.

Without restricting his means, can he defeat Xia Ze and exchange injuries for injuries? Lives for lives? How sure are you? He really didn't have the bottom.

There was a little doubt, Wu Bingjia was embarrassed to ask, it was when he saw Xia Ze for the first time, he faintly felt that in Xia Ze's Qi Mansion, in addition to the wisp of martial arts true qi, there seemed to be a little more thing.

In other words, it is exactly the same as the path of his Mojia monk's double cultivation.

Four hours have passed, and the heavy snow has stopped, but in the house deep in Xia Ze, the rippling glow is still colorful.

"Wu Gongzi, our son-in-law, nothing will happen to him, right?" Chen Tanjing asked.

Wu Bingjia shook his head.

In an instant, a bright light began to come out of the room, followed by an extremely fierce sword intent.

Wu Bingjia secretly screamed badly, picked up Chen Tanjing on the side, and shook his sleeve violently before he shook back the sword intent.