The mountain smoke and trees are colorful, and the river reflects the glow.

Looking at the ancient and mysterious Qingqiu Mountain from afar, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the mountains are green.

The mountainside is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the river at the foot of the mountain is choppy.

It is rumored that the reason why Ling Juefeng Ancestor founded a sect here was ostensibly because of Zhong Lingyuxiu, but in fact, it was to suppress a demon fox.

But this is just a rumor, and after all these years, people have long forgotten about it.

It has been more than half a month since Xia Tu and the others returned to Lingyun Peak.

They used the spiritual materials they bought back to reshape the sect station, and at this time, Ling Yunfeng faintly showed a bit of the domineering appearance at the beginning.

Everyone had seen the tragic situation of the rescued disciple, and they were all embarrassed.

And Gu Xiaojing, who was originally in a somewhat relaxed mood, sank to the bottom again, and her pretty face seemed to have frost that could not be melted.

In such a scene, Xia Tu and Liu Yu didn't dare to play treasure, and Lingyun Peak was solemn.

It's so depressing that it hurts my brain.

Lingyun Peak is directly south.

A tall and majestic palace rises.

The gold-roofed red door makes people feel solemn and majestic.

The sun shines through the hollowed-out carved windows, casting specks of light.

The huge plaque is wrapped with a red dragon, and the words Tiangong Hall are written on it.

Silver hook iron painting, pen walking dragon snake.

Inside the Heavenly Palace.

Bright and bright, a blazing flame dispelled the shadows in the hall.

Xia Tu was bare-armed, sweating, and was wheeling a huge iron hammer, seriously chiseling an iron ingot one by one.

The rhythmic chisel is like a cheerful tune.

The sound of clanging is endless.

"With a little force, haven't you eaten?"

Sun Yao was lying on his back on a rattan chair, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand, looking up at Xia Tu from time to time, and roaring.

The sound of striking iron immediately rang out a few minutes.

"Lightly, the iron has been smashed and deformed by you. Rotten wood can't be carved!"

Xia Tu took the sledgehammer and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute it.

After all, it was he himself who asked Sun Yao to teach him.

He knew that this forging technique could not be mastered overnight, but must be tempered before practice makes perfect.

Sun Yaozi took a sip of tea, and his mouth was fragrant.

That day, Xia Tu tied him up to Lingyun Peak, and he felt a trace of anger in his heart.

But he couldn't help Xia Tu's clever tongue, moving with affection, knowing with reason, and in the end he stayed on Lingyun Peak.

First, Xia Tu had helped him, and Sun Yao was grateful.

The second is that Sun Yao really has no place to go at this time, Lingyun Peak is not like the Divine Sword Pavilion, the hierarchy is strict, and he is also at ease.

"The rhythm is out of order!"

Sun Yao looked at Xia Tu, who gritted his teeth and insisted, admiring in his heart, but showing no mercy on his lips.

Perhaps he was still a little annoyed with Xia Tu, and when Xia Tu proposed that he wanted to learn blacksmithing, he specially prepared a surprise for Xia Tu.

This surprise was the hammer in Xia Tu's hand at this time.

The hammer is seven feet six inches long, weighs about three hundred and sixteen pounds, the whole is dark, there is no pattern on the hammer body, and it looks simple and unpretentious.

The Falling Star Hammer was originally obtained by Sun Yao when he went out a few years ago and accidentally got it in a dead monk's cave.

has been put in his small world to eat ashes, the reason why he doesn't use it is because this hammer has its own miracles.

The more you dance, the heavier the hammer becomes, and even more so if you move your energy, the weight of the hammer increases almost geometrically, and in the end it is like a mountain on wheel.

Sun Yao took out the Falling Star Hammer, the original intention was to make Xia Tu suffer first, and retreat in the face of difficulties.

Who knew that Xia Tu actually persevered, and it was more than ten days in a row, and this perseverance made Sun Yao nod secretly.

"One Hundred ...... One hundred and ...... One ......"

The muscles on Xia Tu's arms bulged high, and the muscles on his forehead were also bruised.

He struggled to lift the Falling Star Hammer above his head, his hands trembling, his teeth clenched, and then slammed into the iron.

However, the Falling Star Hammer was already heavy and uncontrollable at the moment, and the huge hammer head smashed into the corner of the iron block.

Shout!

The iron made a sound of breaking through the air, and all of them were submerged in the pillars.

Xia Tu couldn't hold the Falling Star Hammer and let it fall on the floor tiles, which was strange to say, as soon as he left Xia Tu's hand, the Falling Star Hammer regained its original weight.

Bang Dang!

Although it is still very heavy, it can't help the hard Baxia stone.

Xia Tu lay on the ground, panting, sweat blurring his eyes.

Sun Yao stood up and walked to Xia Tu's side.

"A hundred hammers a day is your limit, be careful of overwork, regret it. ”

"Hah...... Ha...... Isn't the limit just for the sake of breaking?" Xia Tu said with a smile: "The one hundred and first hammer, I hit it!"

Sun Yao glanced at the potholed pillars and snorted coldly.

"Are you dead? get up and continue if you don't die, I haven't talked about today's things yet. ”

"Okay, I'm fine. Sir, just talk about it. ”

Sun Yao walked over to a board and began to speak.

Xia Tu got up from the ground, rubbed his sour arm, walked to the table, took out a notebook, and carefully recorded Sun Yao's words.

"This forging technique pays attention to the unity of divine will, and most of the weapons we create are for monks to use......"

“...... Most of the monks practice secret arts, so the weapons must also conform to these secret arts......"

“...... Increase...... Smooth ......"

One of them listened carefully, and the other spoke in detail.

The half-lived flowers blooming outside the hall exude bursts of fragrance, and rows of birds fly in the sky.

Pure Heart Temple.

Gu Xiaojing looked at the girl in front of her with a sad face, her lips trembled slightly, and she was secretly distracted.

"Senior sister. Look at my new secret technique......"

A streamer of light was drawn in the girl's hand, enveloping Gu Xiaojing, she only felt refreshed, and the fatigue caused by the day's cultivation disappeared.

"Day by day, I don't know how to cultivate the Demon Breaking Sword Technique, and I know how to tinker with these. ”

The girl stuck out her tongue: "It's enough to attack with a senior sister, and the senior sister will definitely protect Yi'er." ”

"You!"

The girl hugged Gu Xiaojing's arm, giggling, looking innocent.

The memories faded.

Gu Xiaojing's hand stroked the top of Lin Yi's head, the originally innocent girl was like a tattered puppet at the moment, her eyes were blank.

"Yi'er ......"

Lin Yi's eyes moved.

Dangdang.

There was a knock on the door, and Liu Yu held a tray in his hand, with a bowl of green liquid on it.

"Sister...... I'm here to deliver the medicine. ”

He walked cautiously, his eyes clear and without the slightest hint of sympathy.

Gu Xiaojing turned her head and nodded slightly.

Stretched out his hand and scooped out a spoonful of decoction and handed it to Lin Yi's mouth, but Lin Yi didn't open his mouth.

"I'll do it!"

Liu Yu skillfully helped Lin Yi on the bed, tested the temperature, and put the medicine bowl to Lin Yi's mouth.

He smiled and said, "Little sister, drink." For the sake of taste, this time I can add some Huayu grass, which is very delicious. ”

To reinforce his credibility, he also tasted a small bite of his own.

Then he said, "Look. It's good to drink the medicine, and if it's good, we can take revenge, right?"

Lin Yi looked at Liu Yu, his lovely face was full of smiles, and there was no other meaning in his eyes except concern.

She blinked, slowly opened her lips, and took the potion.

Liu Yu asked her to lie on the pillow again, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

Just as he was about to leave, Liu Yu found that Lin Yi's pale little hand grabbed his sleeve.

Liu Yu scratched her head and said to Gu Xiaojing: "Sister, why don't I stay with her for a while, and you can also go and rest." ”

When Gu Xiaojing heard this, she said, "Hmm." ”

......

At the foot of Lingyun Peak.

A slender figure murmured, walking briskly towards the peak.

I only heard a sound like a heavenly palace fairy music, and where the figure passed, the grass and trees that were originally burned by the heavenly fire miraculously sprouted.

In an instant, the bare mountain terrain regained its vitality.