In the blink of an eye, seven or eight months passed. Fang Yuhan has been back to his house many times, and every time he goes back, someone will cook for him, and that person seems to know his whereabouts very thoroughly.

After eating once or twice, he felt abnormal, and gradually, Fang Yuhan was used to the food made by that person, and the taste of the food was almost memoratable, and now he would go back at least three times a month.

Of course, now that the Iron Pillar is busy cultivating, I haven't gone back with him, so it's pure and free. Every time he went back, Fang Yuhan would carefully observe to see if anyone was following him, but unfortunately, in the end, he found nothing.

Now he can only be attributed to some kind person who is willing to cook for him, because almost no one he knows knows can cook.

In seven or eight months, Fang Yuhan's cultivation was still consummated during the foundation building period, and the elders in the pavilion who were forced to practice by Tie Zhu, Ji Yu and others all broke through to the consummation of the foundation building period.

As for Zhuo Qingfeng, Ling Ying, Yue Ningmei, Wei Li, Xie Yingying, Bai Chong and others, they all successfully entered the initial realm of spiritual void, while Ji Shengxuan entered the middle realm of spiritual void, which is the same realm as Qianmo.

Of course, there is also a monster in the Tianxin Pavilion, that is Qin Ruochan, today's cultivation is already in the realm of spiritual consummation, but this person, Fang Yuhan has been in the pavilion for almost a year, but he has never seen it.

Either he went out on a mission or came back to retreat, and it was naturally difficult for ordinary people to see him.

In addition, there is another important reason why Fang Yuhan and Qin Ruochan can't see each other, that is, Fang Yuhan is in the cabinet of Tianxin Pavilion, and he almost only walks around in two places, that is, the Library Pavilion and the Fire Spirit Pavilion.

On this day, Fang Yuhan was walking on the way to the library pavilion, and suddenly Chen Erhu and Wang Wu came up to block his way. Wang Wu is now in the realm of consummation in the foundation building period, he looked at Fang Yuhan, and there was a mocking look in his eyes: "Senior Brother Fang, let's practice our hands?"

Fang Yuhan had broken through the realm of consummation in the foundation building period seven or eight months ago, and everyone thought that his path was to stop at the consummation of the foundation building period, because he felt that he could bully Fang Yuhan at this time, Wang Wu naturally wanted to get back to his former field.

If you use Yuhan's temperament from the front, you will directly knock Wang Wu and Chen Erhu out with one punch. But now Fang Yuhan has a little more patience, and he sees the world a little lightly, so he ignores the two of them and advises him to go away.

People are like this sometimes, the more you don't want to mess with others, but the more people will think that you have no temper and want to tease you.

In the next few days, all kinds of gossip about Fang Yuhan came out of the Tianxin Pavilion, saying that not only could she not improve her cultivation, but she also lost her temper, and now she was a soft egg.

Fang Yuhan naturally ignored these people's statements, at this time he was in the joy of exploring the path of cultivation, but how to consolidate this new path solidly, he had not yet thought of a way.

The world of pyrotechnics is the volcano behind it, where he refines weapons and medicines. On this day, Fang Yuhan walked out, and suddenly heard a burst of metal clashing sounds from the opposite volcano, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he walked directly to the volcano.

This is a shed made of grass and trees, and there is an extraordinary furnace in it, but the flame in the furnace comes from the spiritual fire of the leylines under the ground, and ordinary fine iron cannot withstand the scorching of the flame.

At this time, the weapon that the gunsmith was building was a spear. Fang Yuhan looked at the long bridge in front of him with a little familiarity, and suddenly reacted, it turned out that this spear was shallow.

Although the gun that Qianmo used before can be regarded as a high-quality weapon, after all, it was cast by cold iron, but after finding the piece of star iron from the dungeon, she wanted to create a cold star gun all the time.

The Cold Star Spear is a famous weapon in ancient times, no wonder Qianmo is so persistent. It's just that to build such a cold star gun, even the pyrotechnics are not sure of success, so it has only recently been delayed.

Seeing Fang Yuhan coming up, the fireworker wiped the hot sweat on his forehead with a wet handkerchief, and said, "The sun is coming out in the west, why do you have time to come to me?"

Fang Yuhan smiled: "I'm here to learn how to strike iron from you!"

When the fireworker heard this, he was stunned, and then said angrily: "Boy, you come to entertain me, I think you are here to smoke!"

Fang Yuhan showed sincerity and said, "Deputy Pavilion Master, I'm not joking, I'm really here to learn how to strike iron, and please don't hide your secrets!"

The pyrologist looked at Fang Yuhan carefully and said, "You didn't laugh?"

Fang Yuhan took off his clothes, exposed his arms, lifted the hammer weighing dozens of catties, and said, "Does the deputy pavilion master believe it now?"

The pyrotechnic nodded: "I believe it, but I don't understand why you want to come to learn to strike iron!"

Fang Yuhan said: "What the deputy pavilion master can do, why can't I? Isn't striking iron a practice?"

When the fireworker heard this, he suddenly showed a faint smile, and then he said: "Okay, then I will teach you how to strike iron now!"

Striking iron, that's just Fang Yuhan said casually, this refining kung fu, people all over the world don't know and envy it. In the current cultivation world, the refiners who create weapons are also extremely popular, and they can be respected by others wherever they go, and they are regarded as guests.

Fang Yuhan started to learn from what he said simply, naturally he had to understand the properties of various types of fine iron first, and in addition, the materials that can be used to create weapons are not only iron, but also copper and so on.

But since Fang Yuhan started from the most basic, that is, he started forging from forging ordinary iron. Now Yu Han below understands that this striking iron is also a great knowledge, the most important of which is the control of fire, as well as the swing of the hammer.

In the past, Fang Yuhan thought that those masters who struck iron were casually swinging hammers to hit it, but now he understands that ordinary iron can be beaten at will, but special fine iron does not play any role at all, and a certain amount of discipline is still needed in the meantime.

Fang Yuhan originally wanted to use the method of striking iron, like practicing fists and palms, to exercise the aura running in his body, but now he is really interested in striking iron.

Of course, at this time, his hammer method is methodical, and with the operation of the aura in his body, every hammer is struck, and he has unparalleled strength.

Now, his aura is also changing, compared to the soft feeling before, now as long as he moves slightly, it is like a wave of the sea. The power that has manifested itself is also more domineering.

Fang Yuhan got a great benefit, at the moment he was really interested in striking iron, and he was busy working on the mountain day and night.

He would never have thought that there were already all kinds of bewitching in the Tianxin Pavilion now, saying that he felt that his cultivation was hopeless, and he wanted to learn refining weapons with the fire worker.

However, refining weapons is also related to their own cultivation, and if they can't improve their cultivation, they can't refine good weapons, because they think that Fang Yuhan is completely finished.

On this day, the people of Woyun Dao came to explain the knowledge about the prohibition of the formation, and the disciples of the Tianxin Pavilion cabinet came early. A large number of people surrounded Ji Yu, Chen Erhu, and Wang Wu, and they were talking about Fang Yuhan's iron.

"Senior Brother Chen, is what you said true or false? That Fang Yuhan went to strike iron······ Where did the refining go?" asked a disciple from the Outer Pavilion.

When this is explained, not only the disciples of the cabinet come to listen, but also the outer cabinet can come as long as they want to come and talk to the teachers. The formation prohibition of the Woyun Dao people, the art of feng shui, can be said to be the existence of the first class in this Tianxin Pavilion, and naturally many disciples came to listen to the lecture.

"Is this still false? I heard that he hasn't come down on the mountain behind the Fire Spirit Pavilion for several days, and yesterday a disciple went to the Fire Spirit Pavilion to ask the Fire Worker Elder to help build weapons, and I saw him!" Chen Erhu said.

"It's a pity, he doesn't understand, if he can't cultivate, even if he goes to refine the weapon and strike iron, he is just an ordinary person!" Wang Wu said.

At this time, the group sat on the side and discussed loudly, and no one saw that Qianmo, Tiezhu and others had arrived.

"It's not a glorious thing to say behind your back, chewing the roots of your ears, right?" said Qianmo coldly.

Wang Wu and the others really didn't dare to debate with Qianmo, so they closed their mouths with interest at the moment.

Not long after, the people of Woyun Dao came, and he explained the way of the formation to many disciples today, and many disciples were fascinated by it, but Qian Mo didn't seem to listen.

The matter of Yuhan striking iron right now has already spread in Tianxin Pavilion, although the people of Woyun Dao were not there before, he knows everything that happened here. He didn't say anything now, but something fell into his eyes and it was clear at once.

After listening to the lecture, Qian Mo didn't think much else, and ran directly to the Fire Spirit Pavilion, and went up to the halfway point of the volcano, where he saw Fang Yuhan striking iron. A sonorous sound came out, and every time he hammered down, the patch in front of him changed shape.

For some reason, Qianmo's heart was extremely uncomfortable, her nose was sour at the moment, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Fang Yuhan was so focused on striking iron that he didn't notice the arrival of Qianmo at all. It wasn't until the piece of iron was beaten by him that he couldn't continue to deform that he stopped, picked up the kettle next to him, and poured a big mouthful of water, sweat dripping all over his body, and the whole person gave people a sense of sunshine, without the slightest bit of decadence.

When he put the kettle down, he found that Qianmo was standing not far away, he wiped the water from his mouth, and said, "Okay, you female rascal, did you deliberately run up to see my body?"

Listening to Fang Yuhan's words, Qian Mo noticed that Fang Yuhan was shirtless, because you have been striking iron for the past few days, the muscles in your hands have become strong and powerful, and your face is not as white as before, but there is an obsessive charm.

Qianmo sneered: "What's so good about you?

Qianmo thought that Fang Yuhan was decadent, so she ran up, and seeing that Fang Yuhan could still joke, she immediately understood that she was worried in vain.