In the middle of the night, a round of blue light was in the sky, and everywhere the moonlight reached was infinite loneliness, only the evening breeze from eternity was whistling incessantly in the ears.

A teenager lay quietly on a patch of yellow sand, and there was a white fox next to the boy's voice, also without the slightest reaction.

Until the sun rises and the purple qi comes from the east, entangled with the clouds in the sky, and reflects a splendid piece on Kyushu, the young man's body suddenly moved slightly, first his fingers, then his arms, calves, and thighs. Finally, a pair of frightened and terrifying starry eyes suddenly opened, and then they couldn't help but squint because of the sun on the horizon.

"I ...... Still alive?" Ling Hu sat up subconsciously, shook his hands, and then touched the position of his heart, which was as intact as ever, and seemed to be more powerful than before!

At this time, Ling Hu Lin noticed a spirit fox on the side.

After being stunned for a short time, Ling Hu Lin suddenly lost color, Ling Hu Lin was not a fool, he naturally understood what was going on, the reason why he could still lie here intact was because Mu Zhi exchanged his life for Ling Hu Lone's life!

"It is rumored that Linghu can use his own life to renew the lives of others...... Originally...... It's true. ”

Linghu muttered to himself, picked up the spirit fox with both hands, placed the spirit fox in front of him, and then respectfully bowed to it. For Ling Hu Lonely, this spirit fox, no, it should be said that Mu Zhi is his reborn parents. It was Mu Zhi who used her life to give Ling Hu Lonely a second light!

Ling Hu Lin did not bury Mu Zhi as soon as possible, but carefully put it into the silk of all things, and waited until he found a feng shui treasure before burying him.

............

Chishui City, above a restaurant.

"Are you sure this sword is his?" the black-robed man asked Gu Jing, his tone full of disbelief and surprise, but more of an indescribable excitement.

"yes, it's the only thing of value I've found on him, is this the lost prize?"

"No, have you ever heard of the head of the world's famous swords, the dust!" The black-robed man subconsciously unsheathed the dust, but at the moment when the dust was unsheathed, thousands of sword qi erupted from it, and the entire attic was instantly destroyed and shattered, leaving only some skeletons crumbling in the air.

"How could you not have heard of it, it is said that the ancestor of the Linghu family used this sword to go south and north, and almost defeated the strong men of the entire Kyushu with this sword! It was he who laid a solid foundation for the later rise of the Linghu family, but the way of heaven was ruthless, so he passed this sword to his descendants, and his son Linghu Bai did not disappoint him, and no one in the entire Kyushu could match it! Only the rising star named Han Rong could slightly outstand......

But it's a pity, this whisk is too powerful, and there are already some people who recognize the master, and it is difficult for people who are not in the Linghu lineage to exert their true strength. ”

"However, the Linghu family is not already ......"

"No, there's a remnant, and you send someone to find that kid's body. The black-robed man returned the dust to the sheath and handed it to Gu Jing, and then disappeared.

"Could it be ......" Gu Jing suddenly realized and exclaimed, and then sent someone to find Ling Hul's "corpse".

But Ling Hu Lin had already fled at this time, and it was simply wishful thinking to find Ling Hu Lin again!

............

"Am I going wrong? Haven't I arrived yet?" Ling Hu Lonely said in surprise, after Ling Hu Lonely was "resurrected", the first destination was the Dugang City where he had asked Han Chunlin to go first. After finding Han Chunlin, of course, Ling Hu Lin had to find the weapons that were suitable one by one.

The loss of the dust is not a small impact on Ling Hu Lone, and the reason why Ling Hu Lin can use those swordsmanship better is because of the existence of the dust.

If there is no dust, it will be much more difficult to use it again than before.

As for the idea of retaking the dust, Ling Hu Lin gave up directly, and now if he goes back and asks for the dust, isn't it just to tell the other party that I am not dead, come and kill me again! Ling Hu Lin will not do such a foolish thing!

The sun sets on the long river, and the desert is lonely.

At this time, it was already sunset, and Ling Hu Lonely had recovered some strength through meditation and continued on the road.

The rolling red sun is surging in the sky, flowing out a piece of red, majestic and magnificent! It adds a heroic vicissitudes and majestic momentum to this boundless desert!

It is also a giant city in the desert, but in comparison, Dugang City is much smaller than Chishui City, and it can be seen from the low city wall that Dugang City looks like an old knight, although it is old, but still stands in the yellow sand.

After walking like this for another five days and six nights, Ling Hu Lonely finally entered the Dusk Gang City, and sneaked into it quietly.

After a rough circle, the entire Dugang City is only one-tenth the size of Chishui City, and there are relatively few people living in it, and there are only two blacksmith shops in the entire Dugang City.

It didn't take long for Ling Hu to see Han Chunlin in a teahouse.

Of course, the main reason is that Xiao Hei is particularly eye-catching in this Dugang City, so that Ling Hu Lonely found Xiao Hei among the countless shadows, but fortunately, Han Chunlin is not stupid, and he still knows how to wrap the horns on Xiao Hei's neck. Otherwise, it will be secretly coveted by those who have a heart.

When Ling Hulin walked in, he saw Han Chunlin sitting in the tavern drinking tea very leisurely, and there was a storyteller in the teahouse who was telling lifelike mythological stories. Han Chunlin's idleness made Ling Hulin feel the urge to rush up and beat her, but he finally held back.

"Hey...... You're very ...... at leisure."

"Ahh

Han Chunlin was also a little embarrassed, so he had to throw away the remaining half of the tea in the store, and walked out with Ling Hulin with a red face.

"It's good that you're here today, the silver taels you gave me a few days ago aren't enough at all, no, that's all that's left!" As he spoke, Han Chunlin took out a rusty copper coin from his pocket.

This guy is such a loser!

But it can't be helped, Han Chunlin grew up in a big family since he was a child, and he really doesn't know much about money, he has always come with his hands open, let alone making money himself!

Although the money that Ling Hu Lin exchanged for herbs was not a large amount, it was still no problem to use it for a while.

At this time, it was used by Han Chunlin in a few days, which made Ling Hulin not angry?

I'm dying nine times in my life, no, I died once before I barely came over, but you're actually drinking tea here leisurely?

"That's it, have you practiced more in the past few days?" Ling Hu squinted his eyes and smiled at Han Chunlin,

Han Chunlin's face flushed, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ling Hulone: "I've been practicing for a few days......

"Eh, no, where is your sword?" Han Chunlin suddenly raised his head and said to Ling Hu Lone, although Ling Hu Lone's sword was indeed lost, but Ling Hu Lone was very clear, this guy just wanted to put aside the topic.

Ling Hu Lin had a general observation when he entered the city, there were two blacksmith shops in the entire Dugang City, and it was impossible for Ling Hu Lin to bring back a sword from someone empty-handed, right?

So at the end of the day, there is still a lack of money!

"My sword is gone, let's go, let's see if this one can buy a sword!" Ling Hu sighed in the sky, on the surface, he seemed to be very indifferent, but the more this is the case, the more he covers up, the more he lacks something, and this sentence is true after all.

Han Chunlin is not a fool, so he naturally realized this and kept silent about this matter. Along the way, he led Xiao Hei to follow behind Ling Hulone.

Say that Han Chunlin has low emotional intelligence, right? Sometimes she is quite good at taking care of people, but say that she has high emotional intelligence, right? Anyway, Ling Hu Lin can't say such words that violate his conscience.

Soon the two of them arrived at the first blacksmith shop, and the sound of striking iron could be heard in the distance, and it was also constantly beating the eardrums of the surrounding people. And there is also a boiling heat wave accompanied by the strong smell of metal wafting through the blacksmith shop.

Through a layer of tulle, it can be faintly seen that there are several shirtless strong men holding half-man-high hammers in it, and constantly beating a piece of burned red iron, making the iron into the shape they want, which seems simple, but it is a real physical work.

At the same time, it is necessary to know very well about this iron, when to quench, and how to grasp the time of quenching. When to heat up, and how to control the rhythm of the bellows when heating, seems simple, but it is a university question! If you don't study hard for a few years or more than ten years, it is difficult to forge a real metal product. Even if it is made, it is either not tough enough, or the hardness is too low. In the end, they were all crippled.

"Master, you make a sword here...... What do you say?" Ling Hu Lin walked up very skillfully, and watched with interest as the strong man swung the hammer weighing dozens of catties up and down in his hand, and the sparks that burst out made Han Chunlin on the side retreat again and again, but this was actually not actually aggressive.

"Well, what kind of sword do you want?" the man did not stop his movements, and continued to do his own thing.

It seems that he is very contemptuous of Ling Fox Lonely, but it is not. In the process of striking iron, it cannot be stopped suddenly, which will reduce the quality of the final product.

"It's very simple, the three-foot double-edged ......" Ling Hu Lin directly told the strong man the general appearance of the dust.

The strong man was already secretly surprised in his heart, he originally thought that this kid was just here to make a fool of himself, but just now, it was obviously not the case, even if he had been forging a sword for many years, he might not be able to guarantee that he would explain each part in such detail. Sword blade, sword spine, sword grid, sword head, and so on, Ling Hu Lonely put forward certain requirements.

Ordinary blacksmiths really can't do it.

Can you afford it?