Hearing Ye Ling's words, Master Zhang was stunned, obviously not understanding.

"How?"

Ye Ling put the Seven Star Sword on the wooden table, shook his sleeves, and made a gesture of talking about things: "That's right, I have a place where I can provide you with a special forging room, and there are a large number of fire stones, as well as other rare gems and metals in the world, for you to use at will." ”

When Master Zhang heard this, his eyes widened, "And such a good thing?"

"Ha, yes, every word I say is serious, and I don't mean to joke with you. Ye Ling raised his hand and continued: "You think about it, are you willing to go with me." ”

Almost without thinking, Master Zhang replied, "I'll go with you!"

Ye Ling smiled, shook his head slightly, and said, "Don't think about it anymore?"

"Is there anything to worry about?" Master Zhang asked rhetorically.

"There is only one thing, that place, strictly speaking, does not belong to the mortal world, and if you go there, you will have a certain distance from the mortal world. ”

"Of course, I'll allow you to bring your family along, that's fine. ”

Hearing this, Master Zhang laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! I didn't expect the little brother to be a master in the world! You are too worried, I, Zhang Bailian, have already sworn that I will study the way of sword casting in this life, and now for more than 40 years, I am still alone, and I have never been dragged down by my family. ”

As he spoke, he quickly began to pack up a series of tools in the backyard and carried them into a large pocket, looking even more anxious than Ye Ling.

Ye Ling couldn't help but laugh helplessly, helping Blacksmith Zhang and tidying up the things in the backyard together.

"By the way, Master Zhang, I haven't explained myself yet, my name is Ye Ling, you can call me whatever you want. ”

Hearing this, Master Zhang's hand froze.

"You...... Is that Ye Ling?"

Ye Ling pursed his lips, "Which one?"

"Is it the fourteen-year-old who defeated Feng Yingtian and eradicated the rebel party for the royal family, that young hero?"

When he spoke, Zhang Bailian's eyes were filled with awe.

Ye Ling waved his hand: "I can't talk about heroes, it was a coincidence at the time, and at the beginning, I just wanted to avenge my deceased father." ”

"So what, when I was fourteen years old, I still dig birds' nests and catch rabbits in the field every day!" Zhang Bailian slapped Ye Ling's shoulder with his big hand, "It's my honor to do things for people like you!"

The two exchanged a few polite words, and immediately carried the burden and locked the courtyard door.

Ye Ling opened the map of mountains and rivers in the courtyard, sent Master Zhang into the map, asked Shen Jixuan to arrange a place for him, and made an appointment to take Master Zhang to the treasure house to select forging materials tonight, all the process, there is no need to go into detail.

Coming out of the mountains and rivers, the alley gradually became noisy.

The cry made by the fire feather weaving just now seems to have attracted a lot of people, who are watching in this west alley.

Ye Ling scratched his head, turned around and walked into the backyard of Master Zhang's house, climbed over the back wall and quietly left.

Raising his eyes and looking at the sun, it was not yet noon at this time, Ye Ling didn't plan to run around anymore today, so he walked straight towards the inn.

When I arrived at the entrance of the inn, there were many people gathered here.

Ye Ling was shocked, thinking that something had happened again, but when he got into the crowd to take a look, he only heard the sparse laughter from the crowd.

At the door of the inn, there was a tall and thin man who looked like a big mouse, with a wooden stool on his head.

This person is Jia Youcai.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to see, let's disperse, let's disperse. Ye Ling raised his hand to drive away the onlookers, but with little success.

He didn't know which Uncle Jia was singing, but after asking him, he found out that this was Jia Yong's "order", and he squatted on a wooden bench for an hour.

Ye Ling couldn't help laughing, in this world, there is only one who can cure Uncle Jia except for the punishment rod of the government office, and he is the only precious son.

didn't pay much attention to Uncle Jia, Ye Ling just asked him: "Come to the store to eat together at noon." He went straight into the inn.

After chatting with Jia Yong for a few words, he learned that this order to corporal punishment of Jia Youcai was instructed by Shi to him, saying that it was once a day to grind the evil qi on his body.

Ye Ling shook his head, he had no intention of judging other people's housework, and asked Jia Yong to call Xiaotang and let them report on their current study.

The two children gave him a detailed report on the newly learned moves, martial arts, and other theoretical knowledge.

Ye Ling nodded with satisfaction and said, "The things you learned are not bad, you two meditate and pranayama on the spot, let me see how your meditation is doing." ”

Hearing this, the two children glanced at each other, as if they had been poked in the weakness, and reluctantly sat cross-legged.

Ye Ling sat in front of the two, picked up the teacup, took a few sips, and gently tapped the teacup with his fingernails as if he did it on purpose.

After a while, Ye Ling shook his head: "It's not good, it's not good." ”

The two children immediately opened their eyes, and Xiaotang said first: "Brother Ye, we have been working very hard to meditate and pranayama!"

Ye Ling had a little majesty on his face, changed his usual gentle countenance, and said to Xiaotang: "How many teacups did I knock on when you were pranayama?"

"Twenty-nine!" Xiaotang said with a little pride.

She didn't expect that this question and answer sentence fell into the trap set by Ye Ling.

"When pranayama is supposed to be meditative and undisturbed by the outside world, I just knocked on the teacup and it attracted your full attention, so what can pranayama do?"

"Uh......" Xiaotang was speechless for a while, and couldn't answer.

Ye Ling turned his head and looked at Jia Yong again.

Jia Yong was also quite complacent at this time, and said: "Brother Ye, I was very serious when I was pranayama, and I didn't notice that you were knocking on the teacup!"

Ye Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, you haven't noticed, if I don't make a sound again, I'm afraid you'll start snoring." ”

Jia Yong's eyes immediately began to flicker, and he scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I did my homework a little late last night and didn't sleep enough...... Hey. ”

"It's not for this reason, you and Xiaotang's shortcomings are just the opposite. ”

Ye Ling put the teacup away and said, "The method of pranayama meditation seems to be a simple foundation, but it is actually the cornerstone of future cultivation and one of the most important basic skills. ”

"There are two main mistakes in pranayama, one is not attentive, and the other is to be attentive, and you two happen to be one for each other. ”

"Jia Yong, when you breathe, you relax your spiritual sense too much, causing your whole body to relax, and you have no intention of sleeping, and your whole body's spiritual energy is like rotten wood, how can you get the effect?"

"And Xiaotang, when you are pranayama, you are under the influence of the five kinds of yin demons of lust, receptivity, thinking, action, and cognition, and your mind is completely outward, and you don't look at your own body inwardly, and the result is no different from Jia Yong. ”

After saying a paragraph, both of them were a little ignorant, and Ye Ling unconsciously said something profound.

"We are about to enter the real battlefield, although you don't have to charge, but it is inevitable that you will clash with the enemy, at that time, you have no experience in killing the enemy, and you are not at home, it is easy to fall into impatience, unable to fight calmly, which is equivalent to death for warriors. ”

"That's a good point, you two are listening humbly. Outside the door, there was an old echo.