Moon Bay, Qinghua Mountain in Yuxiao Sect,

"Are you sure that sword is on that Shinto kid?" Fang Hua, the master of Qinghua Mountain, coiled two green jade exquisite balls in one hand, and tapped his fingers on the table with one hand, his brows furrowed.

The young master Fang Zheng nodded and said, "There shouldn't be anything wrong, that kid named Zhang Fengmian and Lin Hua are both from the Lin'an City clan of the Xuanwu Kingdom, listening to what Lin Hua said, he went up to the Extreme Peak to collect medicine in order to rescue his sister from the unknown disciple of the Shendao Sect." Although I didn't see him on the Absolute Peak at that time, he came to Moon Bay inexplicably, and he was carrying the sword of my Jade Xiao Sect disciple on his back. And coincidentally, the time when he arrived in the Shinto Sect was about the same as when the disciples of my sect went to the Lost Forest, and the time it took to disappear was about the same. So I suspect that it is extremely likely that Zhang Fengmian will obtain that sword. ”

Fang Zheng looked up at his father, bent down, and asked cautiously: "Father, the Shinto Sect is weak now, we might as well find an opportunity to give that kid to ......" He made a gesture of wiping his neck, and then continued: "Take the opportunity to take back that sword?" ”

"Take?" Fang Hua sneered and said, "How to take it?" Not to mention the weak Shinto Sect and the mysterious magic weapon, just Chen Fushan's old guy with the Seven Patterns Pill is not easy to deal with. Don't look at the old fat man's usual kindness and kindness, and he is easy to talk to everyone, but if you really have to do it, the nine mountain masters of the Yuxiao Sect will be able to fight for a miserable victory. ”

Fang Hua looked at his son, with some helplessness and disappointment in his eyes.

"Besides, you just said 'yes,' so you're not so sure. In this case, there is no good fruit to be obtained by rashly acting. Moreover, how many times have I taught you to take a long-term view, and not to forget our true purpose for the sake of the ethereal divine sword and sword spirit. What we want to grab is not the tattered sword bar, but the peerless spiritual treasure that the Shinto Sect picked up from the ancient battlefield. ”

"With that thing, we can get a glimpse of that glimmer of opportunity to become immortals, and we no longer have to be bound by this physical mortal fetus, and truly achieve immortality and immortality, and live forever. Compared with the Avenue of Eternal Life, all positions of power are bullshit. ”

Fang Hua stepped down from the main seat, patted his son's shoulder, and said, "Your cultivation is too difficult, it's not that your father doesn't know it." However, the path of cultivation needs to be carried out step by step, if you care about a little gain or loss, when can you cultivate the Immortal Road Avenue. It's not your fault that you have a weak cultivation foundation, so you rely extra much on powerful magic weapons, but if you lose your life because of this, it will be worth the loss. Cultivation, cultivation, what do you think you are cultivating? Is it power? Money? ”

Fang Hua glanced at his frightened son, asked and answered himself, and said, "No, it's just a life, whoever can survive to the end and not die is the biggest winner." Your personality is sometimes too impatient, and after a long time, there will definitely be problems. Today is the last time for the Father to remind you that you should do it for yourself. ”

After speaking, Fang Hua waved his sleeves and was about to leave.

"Father!"

Fang Zheng suddenly knelt down and yelled hoarsely.

Fang Hua sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "You are allowed to test it a little, but remember not to go too far, otherwise you will cause big trouble, and when the time comes, don't blame me for not talking about the relationship between father and son." ”

Fang was like receiving amnesty, and hurriedly kowtowed like pounding garlic.

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The old man smiled and helped Zhang Fengmian up, helped him pat the dirt off his knees, and then held his shoulders with both hands, his eyes were bright, full of affirmation and satisfaction.

"Yes, yes. With you kid, the ability to cast a tool for the teacher is even settled. The old man glanced at the ghost ball that was carefully held in the palm of Zhang Fengmian's hand, and said, "This ghost ball, in addition to the ability I just said, there are more powerful abilities waiting for you to discover." And, if you wish, use it as one of your five vital weapons, and trust that the result will not disappoint you in the end. In addition, the teacher has engraved the casting skills and experience he has accumulated all his life into this ghost ball, as for how much he can understand, it depends on your kid's ability. ”

"I believe that you will not let me down."

After speaking, the old man stretched his waist, looking lazy that he hadn't woken up, turned around, and staggered to leave here.

"Master, are you leaving?"

Zhang Fengmian looked nervous, hurriedly chased after him, and grabbed the old man's calloused palm.

"The disciple has not yet fulfilled his filial piety to the master, how can he watch the master leave like this?"

The old man patted Zhang Fengmian's hand and said with a smile: "Silly boy, you are used to being a teacher, and you can't stay in the same place for long." Besides, I am very old, and my body has decayed, and now I have only created this weak body with the skill of a caster, carrying a few taels of souls, so that I can take a last look at this great river and mountain. ”

"But don't worry, as long as you need to be a teacher, just shout 'Master' to the sky, no matter where the teacher is, how far away from you is, it will come in an instant." Then the old man glanced at the chaos next to him, smiled to himself, and said, "With this guy here, you probably won't be in any danger." ”

But Chaos didn't say a word, just shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After finishing speaking, the old man pushed away Zhang Fengmian's palm and began to travel far again.

"The disciple doesn't know Master's name yet!"

Zhang Fengmian took a few steps forward, wanting to catch up with the old gentleman.

But I saw the old gentleman swaying his hand and said, "Whoever has a surname or a name is a floating cloud, you just need to know that I am your master." ”

Zhang Fengmian looked at the vicissitudes of life, his nose was sour, and two lines of tears slipped down. He fell to his knees and kowtowed three times to the back.

"Disciple sends Master away!"

The old gentleman's shadow in the sunset became longer and longer, and at a certain moment his footsteps paused, his head turned slightly, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he said loudly: "Stinky boy, cultivate hard, cast well, don't embarrass the teacher." Also, the ingenuity of the ghost work ball and the creation of the divine workmanship, let's call it the divine workmanship! ”

Zhang Fengmian watched the figure get farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and at the last moment, when the sunset accompanied the curtain on the West Mountain, he bowed respectfully again.

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After having the divine workmanship, Zhang Fengmian's sword-casting plan began in full swing. According to the master's legacy in the divine workmanship, Zhang Fengmian has mastered the basic technique of using the ghost ball caster.

With the divine work as the furnace, the self-aura as the fire, and the divine thought as the hammer, the forging is successful.

With Zhang Fengmian's efforts, the silver sword embryo has now begun to take shape, and it is almost about to take shape. At the same time, he did not forget his plan to return to Xiangning Village, so his cultivation has not fallen behind.

Therefore, with his own efforts and Lao Huang's help, Zhang Fengmian successfully cultivated the second realm of body refining "meat", and now he has become a monk of the third realm of body refining.

Within half a year, from an ordinary person, he then broke through three realms in a row and became a monk in the realm of refining muscles. This astonishing cultivation speed was in addition to Zhang Fengmian's own talent and the tempering of the Chaos Sword Qi. Lao Huang found all kinds of elixirs from the back mountain day and night, which also helped a lot.

On this day, after Zhang Fengmian finished forging, he continued to temper his body with sword qi, and suddenly heard a weak whimper coming from the door.

"Lao Huang!"

Zhang Fengmian noticed that something was wrong, so he immediately ended his cultivation and ran over to see that Lao Huang was covered in injuries and had fallen in a pool of blood at this time.