"Very good;"

The old dragon didn't say anything, just responded lightly, and then a white light flew out of Leng Yi's eyebrows, turning into a thin book and slowly falling on Leng Yi's side;

Leng Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the martial arts book and looked at it closely, only to see two crazy big characters written on the cover-

"Furious"!

Looking at these two words, Leng Yi's heart sank, and he roughly guessed what this martial arts was based on these two words;

This is a demon clan's evil art; relying on the power of burning blood, forcibly infuse the body body, so that the body power can climb three small realms in a short period of time; the strength of the body can speed up the output efficiency of the vitality, so that the demon caster can have the ability to fight across three small realms within ten breaths;

Although this method is not as harsh as the "Devouring Recipe" and does not consume longevity, its danger is comparable to the latter;

Moreover, this damage is the most terrifying irreversible damage;

That is to say, every time it is cast, no matter how it is treated, the healed body will be left with dark wounds, which will not only reduce the strength of the body by one or two levels, but also with the accumulation of dark wounds, the caster will sooner or later become a wasted person;

"Although your bloodline is extremely tolerant, you don't have to worry about the pain of rejection caused by people cultivating demon methods, but no matter how strong your body is, it is far from a demon body;

"Therefore, this method can only be used as an auxiliary martial art for you to perform the "Extreme Explosion", but not completely, otherwise, you will be abolished on the spot, or turned into meat puree in an instant, so take care of it yourself;" The old dragon said in a deep voice, and then changed the conversation:

"Don't look at it, let's talk about it after you get used to the third-order human hammer;"

"Now, immediately give the old man an iron!"

"Hmm;" Leng Yi nodded slowly, he understood what the old dragon meant, before officially practicing "Furious", the stronger the body, the less dangerous hài will be in the future;

Then, Leng Yi grabbed the half-hot and half-cold barbecue and devoured it, and then reached out to open the forging space;

In front of the forging table, Leng Yi selected a machete with the simplest style from a pile of various steel knives, and then listened carefully to the old dragon's teachings;

"The knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers;"

The old dragon slowly explained: "There is a saying in mortal martial arts that 'practice martial arts first practice courage', and among monks, there is also a saying that 'courage can go against the sky'; in the same way, forging weapons must start with the courage of a hundred soldiers;"

"The first step you have to do is to first understand what the 'courage of a hundred soldiers' is, otherwise, even if you fight a sword for a lifetime, you will never reach the peak of the forging path;"

The courage of a hundred soldiers!

After listening to the old dragon's words, Leng Yi did not start building directly, but stood in front of the forging table and quietly looked at the machete in front of him; he understood that his ultimate goal was not to build a good knife, but to truly comprehend the connotation of the knife; once he understood the connotation of the knife, creating a good knife was just a matter of lightness;

Therefore, before building, Leng Yi must first find an entry point, otherwise even if he can build a steel knife, it will only have a form without a soul;

Leng Yi began to think carefully about the sword technique he had practiced before, although the sword technique of mortals was simple and not very powerful, it was the ultimate starting point of a qiē sword technique martial arts;

If you want to understand what is the courage of a hundred soldiers, the starting point should start from the earliest starting point;

In this way, Leng Yi kept wandering in the hot space, figuring out the relationship between knives and guts over and over again;

However, everything is difficult at the beginning, for three whole days, Leng Yi sat or stands, or wandered around, even hunting, roasting, eating, sleeping and meditating, but still did not come up with a reason;

After all, today's knives, whether it is used or played, have long had a mature and complete system, and I am afraid that the teaching method of the old dragon in this world needs to be learned from the most primitive singularity;

"Knife, isn't a knife just a tool for killing! What does this have to do with guts? The earliest weapons are sticks and stones!" Leng Yi, who thought that his brain was in chaos, looked at the stick in his hand, the knife and the hammer in front of him, and sighed with a sad face, then threw away the stick casually, and picked up the machete in front of him again;

However, the moment he picked up the machete, Leng Yi suddenly felt an electric current rushing down his arm to his heart, and an indescribable feeling flashed in his mind in an instant;

Knives, guts!

Leng Yi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly jumped up as if he suddenly understood something, although this feeling was very vague and subtle, but at least there was a direction;

Leng Yi grasped this subtle feeling, then grabbed the stick in his hand and jumped out of the forging space, all the way to the desolate Gobi Desert;

"Roar!"

In a mountain depression, Leng Yi found a few primary fierce beasts that were foraging, looking at Leng Yi's appearance, the fierce beasts with blue eyes from hunger slowly lowered their bodies and burst out with a roar;

In the face of these fierce beasts, Leng Yi changed his weapon for the first time, with a stone in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, he wanted to imitate the feeling of hunting by humans in the wilderness;

However, stones and sticks are not hammers after all, and Leng Yi's hunt this time was very difficult, but Leng Yi still gritted his teeth and persevered, until ......

"Smack!"

The stick in Leng Yi's hand instantly broke off on the head of a fierce beast, but the fierce beast was unscathed;

And at this moment, Leng Yi stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife he was carrying on his back, and put the junior martial soldier in place;

At the moment when the martial artist was pulled out, Leng Yi only felt an inexplicable feeling of pleasure instantly surging all over his limbs, and it seemed that the fierce beast in front of him was no longer so difficult;

Right!

That's how it feels!

With a knife in hand, the world dares to break through!

What is the courage of a hundred soldiers? Only with the knife in the hand can people find the memory in the blood from the depths of the soul, simple, direct, resolute, and brave!

Even a hint of savagery and wildness in the depths of the bloodline;

This kind of feeling is definitely not something that swords, guns, and sticks can have;

This is the courage of a hundred soldiers!

Finally comprehending what the courage of a hundred soldiers was, Leng Yi was so excited that he didn't care about the few fierce beasts in front of him, but reached out and opened the forging space and jumped in;

Comprehending the real key, the next thing was much easier, and the sound of striking iron like a gong sounded again in the scorching forging space;

"Idiot! The number of forging is more than less, and the iron must be beaten into steel before proceeding to the next step!"

"Fool! Pay attention to the color of the forging billet when quenching, and don't put it in the water after beating!"

"Waste! You have to listen to the sound when you put it in the water, it's not just over when you put it inside, and you have to temper it if you keep the residual heat! Did you listen to what the old man said?"

"It's so stupid! Now, put down the hammer, go to the city to buy salt, pig blood, duck blood, and come back little by little!"

In the old dragon's angry scolding over and over again, Leng Yi stared and gritted his teeth, and forged the forging billet in his hand over and over again without saying a word;

In this way, day after night, three months passed like a white horse, until a cold winter night;

Bang!

In the sound of forging one after another, Leng Yi stared intently at the forging billet in front of him, in the past three months, he had forged an unknown number of knives, and it was only now that his forging skills were truly mature;

And at present, this Pu knife is Lao Long's assessment task;

On the spark-free forging table, a steel knife is gradually forming in continuous quenching and forging, and the hideous murderous aura is slowly blooming;

The last step!

Looking at the forging billet in front of him, the corners of Leng Yi's mouth hooked slightly, and then he suddenly raised his arm-

"Stop!"

However, at this moment, the old dragon suddenly called out to him, and Leng Yi was stunned, but he only heard the old dragon say in a deep voice:

"Now, the old man taught you the most important thing—"

"The Forge of Things!"