Liu Chongming accepted the extraterrestrial meteorite presented by Shenhua Hou, and made a promise that in the future, he would accept the newborn son "Feng Xingyu" as an apprentice and teach him what he had learned all his life!

After that, he was even more daring, borrowing a "Purple Mountain" located in the eastern suburbs of Jinxue City from Shenhua Hou, and 600 mountain guards, as well as 300 craftsmen!

Shenhua Hou Feng agreed one by one, and called Liu Chongming his master.

Three hundred craftsmen rushed to work overnight, and in just two months, a "Seven Star Terrace" was built. Qixingtai is actually a smelting workshop, through many skilled craftsmen to open mountains to build furnaces, dig ditches to divert water, to achieve perfect smelting conditions. If it is put into practical use in the army, at least 1,000 Yanlong knives can be made every month.

However, the master Liu Chongming only needed a few thousand loads of coal and stone, and sent all the craftsmen clean.

In the months that followed, the fire in the Seven Star Terrace was never extinguished, and the sound of pounding and percussion never stopped.

After half a year, Liu Chongming finally stopped tapping the amethyst celestial stone in his hand, but the huge spar that fell from the sky was not broken at all. Liu Chongming's sword power that was enough to open mountains and crack the ground was applied to the giant hammer, and he repeatedly hit one of the weakest places in half a year, but there was still no effect.

This piece of Xuanbing Amethyst, which is silent at the bottom of a volcano somewhere, could it really be a celestial thing in the fairy world?

Liu Chongming meditated cross-legged and spent half a day recuperating his inner breath!

Then, regardless of his unkempt hair and worn clothes, he rushed to the Shenhua Marquis Mansion in Golden Snow City at full speed.

Along the way, many dark masters of the Fox Jin and Wolf Qi were alarmed, but fortunately, the information spread very quickly between the Fox Jin and the Wolf Qi, and it was immediately known that this person was a distinguished guest of the Hou Mansion who came down from the Seven Star Terrace of the Purple Mountain. Otherwise, before Liu Chongming entered the Golden Snow City, there would be at least 3,000 elite horsemen to intercept and kill, and the wolf qi and fox brocade masters in the city would also make all arrangements as early as possible.

Shang Qing, a second-class wolf Qi dark scholar, suddenly received a task and ordered him to follow and monitor Liu Chongming, the son of Liu Longchi, the great guest secretary, and report his whereabouts in real time.

Shang Qing originally thought that this would be a simple and leisurely task, but after attending work, he realized that this Liu Chongming was a master of martial arts, so his body skills were naturally good. Shang Qing followed him all the way, and he had to leave hidden runes full of information along the way, which made him tired enough.

followed all the way to the Shenhua Marquis Mansion, and Shang Qing did not continue to follow up. There are dozens of first-class masters in the Hou Mansion alone, and it is said that there are several unborn masters who are comparable to the strength of Da Keqing Liu Longchi. The specific number is not clear, they are all elusive, and Shang Qing doesn't want to bump into one and a half.

He had been self-aware for a long time, and he knew that he didn't have the roots and talent to be caught by peerless masters at a glance and included in the door wall. If he unfortunately offends any of them, even if the Hou Ye is willing to deign to intercede for himself, he may have to lack arms and legs.

Liu Chongming looked for a familiar breath and found where his father's Liu Longchi was, an empty and quiet courtyard, in which a few hero trees were planted, not very tall, and the protruding warts on the body of the trees were still extremely sharp.

Between the branches of the canopy, the long, yellowed and slightly wide leaves begin to fall off, and in another month and a half, when the leaves fall clean, the tree will bloom with bright and thick hero flowers.

There are few rockeries and artificial springs in the courtyard that belong to the garden decoration, and in addition to the few hero trees, a few green bamboos are planted sparsely.

An ordinary wooden house sits on the north side of the green bamboo bush, looking at the crooked and diagonal seams of the wooden planks on the wall, and the rough copper nail hammer marks. It can already be imagined that the stubborn figure of the old man at the beginning chose to complete the small house independently, nailing and beating, and all kinds of scenes are vivid.

Liu Chongming's always resolute mouth showed a smile on the corner, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and gently knocked on the thin wooden door.

The wooden door seemed to be psychic, and Liu Chongming knocked on it for the third time, and then opened it to both sides.

The interior of the room is poorly decorated, and if you count the objects carefully, you can't tell that this will be the residence of the big guest of the Shenhua Marquis Mansion. The average farmer probably has several more furniture tools at home than here.

Of course, this is the residence of the Grand Keqing of the Shenhua Marquis Mansion after all, because in ordinary people's homes, where are the twelve blood-red dragons as thick as a baby's arm, circling and flying in the hall?

The twelve blood-tailed dragons took the four walls as the heaven and the earth, swimming slowly, and gathered into a circle that was not too big. In the center of the circle, there is a long knife with a willow leaf body singing softly, its sound is clear and graceful, only around the room, and it does not leak out of the outside.

"Daddy......" A long-lost word only lingered in my heart, but it could not be said smoothly, and was finally replaced by other words: "Father!"

Liu Chongming beat his father, who was skilled in knife skills, to learn knives, although at that time he was just envious of his father's wave of his hand, and his erect knife qi could plow the ground and chop wood, thinking that it was a stunt to show off to his friends.

At that time, his father was revered as a god in Liu Chongming's heart, and he was basically a perfect and omnipotent example.

However, since the death of Liu Chongming's mother, Liu Longchi has given up on himself, and even gave up the orthodox sword avenue, and turned to practice this bloody and cruel evil method that damages yin morality.

The young and frivolous Liu Chongming once vowed to become the second sword saint in a thousand years, holding the first sword in the world, and defeating the master of the Tianhu knife in a dignified manner, half of the sword saint in the people of the rivers and lakes!

It's just that it's all in the past, Liu Chongming is no longer so eager for what he once said, and the resentment and anger that he used to be full of have disappeared when he saw that thin and old appearance.

But the once warm and cordial, it seems that it has gradually decreased with time, and now I can't even shout a word of daddy.

Liu Longchi withdrew his released divine sense, and the Tianhu knife immediately shot back into the scabbard beside him, and twelve blood-colored dragons entered through his cuffs and merged with Liu Longchi's body. The strong smell of blood in the chamber was clear!

Liu Longchi glanced at his son in tattered clothes, and said coldly: "If you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace!"

Liu Chongming's signs of asking for warmth have not yet emerged, and they have been ruthlessly wiped out, and he seems helpless when he is in a hurry, and even the action of crossing the threshold is a little difficult.

Looking at his aggrieved appearance of dragging mud and water, Liu Longchi Huo didn't know where he came from, and said impatiently: "If you have a fart, release it quickly." It's okay, get out of here. Don't bother Lao Tzu to concentrate!"

Liu Chongming cautiously walked in front of his father, and said resignedly: "Father, it is about Xuan Bing, that side of Xuan Bing does not seem to be an ordinary thing, no matter whether it is burned in fire and water, slashed with a knife, cut with an axe, hammered with a cone and chisel, it cannot hurt the fur. The child has exhausted his thoughts, and he has learned everything, but he still can't!

Liu Longchi, the great guest, wanted to taunt a few words, but he was worried that he would still not be able to open the Tianshi after he went, and he was afraid that he would lose his face by then. So the old god said on the ground: "There is such a strange thing, the old man really wants to go and take a look, if Sancheng can't beat him with all his strength, then no one in the world can!"

"Yes!" Liu Chongming didn't have the slightest doubt, and after obtaining his father's consent, he flew to lead the way and hurried to Qixingtai.

The two of them arrived at the Purple Mountain Seven Star Terrace in less than half an hour, and Liu Longchi didn't say a word, dragging the amethyst celestial stone down from the blazing furnace, and moved it to a slightly empty and flat place on the mountain.

The basalt-shaped zhang-high boulder shone brightly in the sun, and the whole body was purple and translucent, indeed like a piece of ancient ice that had been frozen for thousands of years. There is a dark place in the center of the amethyst, which seems to be the natural flaw of this thing, but when you look closely, it looks like a long knife. The more you look at it, the clearer and more simple the jet-black blade becomes.

Since retrieving this amethyst celestial stone, Liu Chongming has never felt the astonishing killing intent emanating from the blade of the knife, and he doesn't know if it was due to the fact that it was consumed when he traveled in the sky, or if it itself had restrained its killing intent.

Liu Longchi is thin and tall, and his standing posture at this time is like an iron tower. Holding the Tianhu long knife in one hand, and holding the amethyst celestial stone that is two or three thousand catties to say the least in the other, the grass and mud under his feet did not collapse significantly.

The voice of the heavenly god forgiveness sounded: "Xingfeng!"

Without seeing him make any moves, the huge and heavy Heavenly Stone on that side spun and flew towards the Heavenly Dome, and the Qi in the body of the Great Keqing Liulong Pool rushed out like a flood from a broken embankment, becoming the only help for the Heavenly Stone to rise upward.

When the huge celestial stone flew into the air, the people below could only see a little bit of an egg, and a layer of hazy and inconspicuous purple light shone at the same time. The generals in charge of guarding the defense in the mountains also saw this scene, and their ultimate concept of martial arts was only limited to one enemy and ten, and they were all dumbfounded.

Such an old man, who seemed to be rotten before, now feels that he can be in a high position and become the great guest secretary of the Hou Mansion's military department, which can be described as genuine, and the guards are all happy and convinced at this time!

The generals were shocked, knowing that Da Keqing's means had not yet reached their peak, and at this time, the second sentence of Da Keqing came to their ears, and there were only two words: "Make waves!"

Four or five zhang below the huge celestial stone, countless cracks appeared between the voids, and that piece of sky was actually cracked inch by inch, undulating and undulating!

Liu Longchi's empty hand suddenly clenched into a fist with one hand.

Then the raging waves became more ferocious, and the hurricane that swayed upwards reversed course and hung upside down, carrying the celestial stones into the waves that rotated in the opposite direction. The two huge grinding discs relentlessly hammered and sharpened the poor celestial stone sandwiched in the middle, so that the wind and clouds changed color, the thunder roared, and even the ground was full of wind.

The guards and soldiers only understood at this moment why it was enough for Hou Ye to travel with only the big guest Qing Liu Longchi and a few black-armored guards. Because of this big guest secretary, one person can block an army of thousands of people! Yang Invincible Yang Xiu of the Modao Battalion is powerful enough, does he dare to argue with the guest secretary?

The wind and waves are calm, and the heavenly stone is falling rapidly. The direction of the fall is exactly where the willow dragon pond stands.

Extremely close, the Heavenly Stone fell down a short distance to smash the Liulong Pond below into a meatloaf. This distance is also an excellent time for Liu Longchi to be only one knife away from that piece of heavenly stone, and Liu Longchi is a strong opponent when he makes a move:

Dancing dragon in your hand!

When he fought against the demon deer before, he only used his flesh to create a dragon, which made the dignified ancient demon beast flee from the wind. At this moment, the internal breath was emitted through the extremely sharp Tianhu Knife, and the power was even more powerful and domineering.

The Tianhu knife struck firmly on the amethyst celestial stone, making a deafening rumbling sound, and then the huge dragon that appeared directly knocked the thousands of catties of heavenly stone into the air.

Liu Chongming, who witnessed this terrifying scene, was still in a peaceful state of mind, because until this time, the Tianshi was still not bad.

Liu Chongming's internal cultivation is compared to his father in the realm of sword art, and he is naturally ashamed of himself, but to say that he has not been able to hurt a single piece of hard things for half a year, and he can be split by Liu Longchi with a knife, how can he be unbelievable.

For the strongest hand "Dancing Dragon in the Hand" still has no effect, Liu Longchi just sighed lightly, and then relieved.

Although it is only a few months apart, the current Liulongchi is no longer the Liulongchi before the battle with the demon deer. He was confident and waited for the stone to fall again.

The strength of the Baizhang Jiaolong is extremely fierce, and it has maintained its form for a long time. The purple celestial stone was pushed extremely high into the air, passing through the superior clouds, and gradually slowing down as it continued to climb. Because of its location far higher than the top of the highest mountain in the world, the smooth surface of the Tianshi even has a lot of thin snow-white rime frost flowers.

When it descends, the frost flower melts rapidly, and when it is more than 100 zhang close to the ground, the water stains on the heavenly stone are completely dry.

Liu Longchi groaned in a low voice, the breath around his body was closed one by one, and the qi machine quickly soared, and a blood-red dragon condensed into a red line, which merged into the Tianhu knife with the name of the demon sword. Liu Longchi murmured secretly: "Twelve Dragons Chongxiao. Soar into the sky!"

Liu Chongming subconsciously took half a step back, although he did not face it directly, he was defeated first.

This style of knife move, the power of the sky!

Fifty zhang!

Thirty zhang!

Ten zhang!

Sanzhang!

One Zhang......

The Tianhu Sword Huo Ran shot out, and a long dragon erupted from the blade, and its body was not as huge as the previous sword qi dragon, but the dragon scales all over his body exuded golden brilliance. Between the true dragon and the dragon, there is a distance of hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.

This time, the Amethyst Heavenly Stone was not knocked into the upper sky dome thousands of zhang high, and only flew fifteen zhang above the ground, and then fixed its figure, neither rising nor falling.

The golden light of the true dragon's illusion tightly wrapped the heavenly stone, and the huge sound that submerged the heavens and the earth continued to bombard the stone body, as if the purple thunder of the nine heavens had descended on the earth. The sharp scales and sharp claws of the Celestial Dragon scraped across the smooth, hard surface of the stone with a terrifying and terrifying sound. One can imagine what a terrible force that stone endured!

Liu Longchi even his five fingers were shining with golden light, and his fingertips with golden light tapped the blade of Tianhu's sword, and said lightly: "Er Chongxiao!"

So another blood-colored dragon drilled into the Tianhu Knife, and after the baptism of the sword, it grew into a golden true dragon!

With the dragon's groan, a long golden-scaled true dragon climbed the clouds and soared.

The soldiers guarding the mountain had another army a few months ago and had not been stationed in Jinxue City, so they missed the scene of the dragon flying in the Shenhua Marquis Mansion, but now they saw a more bragging scene in this life.

Liu Chongming looked at the side door evil art in his mouth in the past, and his mood couldn't help but suddenly brighten, it turned out that there was no difference between good and evil in martial arts, so that the exercises had a difference between good and evil, strong and weak, it was always just people's hearts.

Pan Gold Finger struck the blade of the knife again, and this time flew directly into the sky with four golden dragons.

The indestructible Amethyst Celestial Stone finally showed a trace of cracks, although it was slightly invisible, it was not an unbreakable body after all.

Liu Longchi estimated that the strength of the meridians in his body and the divine consciousness reserves of the Divine Sea should be able to withstand the consequences of the formation of the nine golden dragons.

So he snorted lightly and said, "Kowloon." Soar into the sky!"

Three more golden dragons entangled with each other and threw themselves into the battlefield.

Finally, I heard a jade cracking sound, and the amethyst celestial stone, which was incredibly hard, shattered.

It was only when the wonders reappeared in the sky that as soon as the purple celestial stone cracked, ten thousand dark blades emerged from the celestial stone, piercing the empty sky!

The black blade covered the sky and slashed all the nine golden-scaled true dragons that were still swimming in the air! The monstrous murderous aura rolled and flowed, impacting each other and bursting out, just like substance. Tear the void apart and twist it.

The dim long knife finally showed its true body at this moment, slightly longer than ordinary swords, four feet, and the blade was narrow and long, a bit like a Yanlong knife. But the style is simple, the ring is cast with a nine-petal lotus, and the two sides of the knife body are engraved with ancient secret patterns, which cannot be recognized. At the gauntlet, a bird spreads its wings, lifelike and heroic.

The ink-black long knife was mighty, and the dark blade and monstrous murderous aura were all restrained, and the previous power and aura disappeared without a trace. The black knife seemed to turn into a piece of scrap metal, and fell straight down, piercing into the rock and soil on the left where the father and son were.

Liu Chongming suppressed the agitation in his heart and slowly walked towards the long knife.

At the moment before he drew out the ink-black long knife, Liu Longchi commented: "This knife has too strong killing intent, compared to the Tianhu knife with the name of the demon knife, there is more aura, and the demonic intent and evil nature are also greater. A person who holds a sword is like a Buddha who does not have the heart of a Buddha with great compassion. It is inevitable that he will be assimilated and become a cold-blooded and ruthless cruel demon. Call it the magic knife, and it lives up to its name!"

Liu Chongming still stretched out his hand to cover the handle of the black knife, and gasped out! Weighing the long knife in his hand that was completely restrained, and there was not the slightest evil leakage, Liu Chongming said disapplausively: "The demonic nature in the knife is indeed at its peak, but now that the child has successfully cultivated in the Divine Realm, the spiritual platform is like a divine sea, and the spirit is strong and strong, how can it be so easy to be eroded by demonic nature? It is impossible to surrender this magic knife, but it will not be difficult to keep the heart clear and clear for twenty or thirty years!"

Liu Longchi turned around and left, sneering: "If you don't see blood, you will be safe and sound for three hundred years! Once you kill, within five years, the person with the knife will definitely go mad." Even if he noticed something strange at the time and decisively abandoned the knife and didn't use it, the demon root in his body would gradually grow. In the end, if you stay up for another five or ten years, you will still be unable to escape the end of complete demonization!"

Liu Chongming was silent, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Da Keqing noticed it, guessed what his son was thinking, stopped and pointed out: "Don't you think you can follow the old path of Lao Tzu? How can the Tianhu Knife be compared to this magic knife? The twelve blood dragons can restrain the Tianhu Knife, but unfortunately for this magic knife, it is just an appetizer, but it will arouse his infinite desire!"

Unless there are hundreds of thousands of fresh lives at every feeding, you want to feed Him. How many lives do you have to consume to kill and raise demons in this way, until he is willing to confess his master? It is really hard to imagine what kind of cruel and ruthless person was able to create such a shocking monster in the first place......

Although his father was secretive about this magic knife, Liu Chongming had his own plans, using such a weapon that was equivalent to a terrible opponent to his master, it was like getting a martial arts avenue that could constantly sharpen himself and move forward.

There are high mountains, when the top is ......