According to what Ling Xing said, Wang Chengyan went to see the road he and Ling Huizi had usually walked.

Linghuizi likes to fish in the Lingquan that does not set the mountain, because he can't catch it, so others are always unwilling, and the number of times he goes is more and more, and in the end, the road he walked formed a trail.

In the past, Wang Chengyan had never paid attention to this trail when he was walking with Ling Huizi, but today, he came to the trail with a lot of heart, wanting to find out how the trail was different from the path Ling Xing had just walked.

After coming to the trail, Wang Chengyan did not rush to explore the anomalies of the trail, but carefully examined the environment around the trail.

At this time, it was not yet noon, and the spiritual objects beside the path were still flashing with crystal light, which was the light reflected by the residual dewdrops, and the light was becoming more and more dazzling at the moment, but the light spots were also getting smaller and smaller.

Wang Chengyan was not moved by the objects in front of him, he closed his eyes, carefully released his divine sense, and carefully experienced the spiritual power fluctuations of the surrounding environment.

It turned out that the closer the spiritual creature grew closer to the trail and the spiritual spring, its spiritual power fluctuations were much weaker than that of the spiritual creature far away from the path and the spiritual spring, as if it was affected by something.

After discovering this phenomenon, Wang Chengyan quickly returned, and then sensed the place that Ling Xing had just walked, but found that the place where Ling Xing had walked was no different, and all the spiritual objects did not have any abnormal spiritual power fluctuations, almost the same as usual.

Wang Chengyan was shocked at this time, why did this happen? He remembered that Ling Xing often walked here, and Ling Xing lived here all the year round, so it stands to reason that this place should at least be like a trail, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Just as Wang Chengyan was falling into thought, Ling Xing called his name.

"Master, why is it that where the predecessors of the Spirit Emblem walked through, the spiritual objects seem to have traces of being destroyed, but the places you have walked have no traces, and the spiritual objects seem to be unaffected?"

"Do you want to know why? Try to think about the posture of the old friend Linghuizi when he walks, and what kind of posture does the teacher walk in?"

After being silent for a while, Wang Chengyan replied: "Every time Linghuizi's predecessors come, they almost always go to Lingquan to fish, and every time they come, they seem to be impatient, and every time they leave, I feel a sense of anger in him, and when the master walks, he gives people a feeling of calm and calm. ”

"Well, what you said is right, the sword path of the teacher is on the ordinary road, and the predecessor of your Linghuizi is on the path of fortitude. Ling Xing said slowly, seemingly not caring about revealing the details of himself and his friend to this disciple.

"What's the difference between the two, and why is this happening?"

"Linghuizi's old friend seems to be also light and calm, floating in life, but his personality is strong, and he will not give up on what he wants, and he will not give up until he reaches his goal, and it is very difficult to let go; ”

"Ahh Wang Chengyan was surprised and sympathetic.

"He's not pitiful, he's not pitiful at all, because he's not catching fish, he's catching himself, because he's never fished with a hook, only a fishing line, and all you see on weekdays is his tricks, so that you don't laugh at him. ”

"This ...... This...... This ......," Wang Chengyan stammered.

"Why did he do that? ”

"The supreme fierce kendo pursued by my old friend, although the fierce kendo is extremely strong, but it needs to go through the experience of the state of mind, and fishing is a method, because it is easy to break after the beginning, his kendo lacks the soft way, if this defect cannot be solved, then his kendo will stop. ”

"So that's the case, Lao Dao is really, tell me, I don't laugh at him, why do you make so much trouble, like a thief. ”

"What about Master's Kendo?" Wang Chengyan said expectantly.

"As a teacher, I take the ordinary way, pay attention to the extraordinary in the ordinary, what is the ordinary? That is, the ordinary, do not chase fame and fortune, compete with others fiercely, but when needed, I can surpass the ordinary, this should also be a state of mind. ”

"Which is better or worse?"

"It's not about which is better or worse, and when you reach that realm, you pay more attention to your state of mind. ”

"Which is more powerful, Shizun or Linghuizi's senior?" Wang Chengyan said unrelentingly.

"It's not equal, there are winners and losers. When Ling Xing said this, his face was calm, not as if he was faking.

Wang Chengyan was a little disappointed in his heart, it stands to reason that he hoped that his master would be stronger.

"Alright, that's all for today, tomorrow as a teacher, I'll start building a sword for you. ”

"Okay, thank you, Master!" Wang Chengyan smiled brightly, as if he had returned to the carefree past.

After the second day, the sky was slightly bright, and Ling Xingqi was already in front of the furnace, only to see that the furnace at this time was blazing, as if it was from purgatory.

Next to the stove, a pile of ghost-crying stones like a hill was being thrown into the furnace by Ling Xing piece by piece to use as fuel, and the firelight was emitted from these ghost-crying stones.

Ling Xing in front of the furnace was shrouded in a firelight, but his demeanor was calm, and he just kept throwing the Ghost Crying Stone into the bottom layer of the furnace, and he was not afraid of the terrifying scene in front of him.

The darkness faded and the day dawned, at this time, Wang Chengyan went out of the grass house, and after seeing the scene of the furnace, he was also surprised, but he didn't dare to disturb Ling Xing, for fear that something would go wrong.

After Wang Chengyan remembered, Ling Huizi often talked to him about his master, and Ling Huizi admired Ling Xing very much, and told Wang Chengyan that his sword was forged by Ling Xing.

At that time, Wang Chengyan didn't believe it, because he had never seen his master build anything.

"Don't believe it, boy, because the old friend has made extraordinary things, and after every casting, his mental strength and vitality will be exhausted, and he is very strict with himself, and you will understand in the future. This is what Linghuizi said to him at that time.

"Old Dao, according to what you said, how many things can the master cast in his life, and why does each casting consume his mental strength and vitality so much?

"Hmph, what do you know, how can ordinary casting techniques be compared with old friends, old friends use their own lives to cast, as far as I know, old friends have made no more than ten things so far, and each one has to be cast for a long time. ”

"How long?"

"My sword, my old friend forged it for three years in a row, and then rested for a hundred years before it recovered, you say, can ordinary people do this?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to last a day for so long. After Wang Chengyan heard what Ling Huizi said, he was surprised.

"It's now!" Ling Xing waved his hand, and a small part of the Ghost Crying Stone actually flew into the furnace by itself, but this time it flew into the center of the furnace, which was surrounded by fireworks and had already burned into the open cup-like space that had already burned to the point of penetration.

As soon as the Ghost Cry Stone entered the inside, it melted instantly, Ling Xing was also paying attention to it all over his body at this time, he cast the spell again at this time, and the furnace cooled instantly, and the melted Ghost Cry Stone synthesized a new unknown material, but the block of material was only the size of a fist.

Ling Xing threw it out, put it aside, and began to reheat the furnace, and after repeating it many times, until evening, the ghost crying stone on the small hill was long gone, but turned into dozens of unknown pieces of stone-like material.

At this time, Ling Xing finally showed a tired look, Wang Chengyan took a glass of water and came to Ling Xing: "Master, please drink water!"

Ling Xing took the cup casually and drank the water before smiling with satisfaction.

"Master, what should I do next, can Yan'er help?" Wang Chengyan asked carefully.

"No, you just watch from the side, your cultivation is still shallow, and if you want to help, you have to improve your cultivation, otherwise it will be a disadvantage. At this point, a trace of disappointment flashed on Wang Chengyan's face and stepped aside.

"Yan'er, from tomorrow onwards, you will first learn some divine channel methods with your old friends of Linghuizi, and it may take a long time to build a sword for your teacher. Ling Xing said again.

"Yan'er knows, Yan'er will follow the Linghuizi seniors to learn, and will not let the master worry about it. ”

"Well, that's good, I'm most worried that you're lazy, and Linghuizi's old friend is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he spoils you too much. Ling Xing said with emotion.

Another day passed, this morning, when the sky was slightly bright, Ling Xing was already meditating on the futon outside the grass house to breathe, this time to build a sword, I don't know how much time and energy it will consume him, he is not sure.

He wants to create a divine weapon for his apprentice, a divine weapon that can become the sword of his apprentice's natal sword, so he is particularly concerned about the matter of forging the sword this time, it is related to the apprentice's natal thing, how can he allow failure?

The top priority is to return your spirit to the peak, so that you can forge a divine weapon in one go.

The sky was bright, Ling Xing opened his eyes, different from his usual breezy expression, at this time Ling Xing's expression was extremely serious, with an incomparably confident look in his eyes, he slowly came to the stove, but there was an extra hammer in his hand that was no more than the size of a fist.

The hammer was not made of any material or material, and it looked very ordinary, as ordinary as this furnace.

But when Ling Xing placed the lumpy material that had been fused yesterday on the cutting board and hammered it down, the surrounding ground was shaken, and Wang Chengyan, who had just walked out of the grassland, was also startled.

Those demons and monsters who hovered around the periphery of the mountain all day long were even more unbearable, as soon as they heard this, they were running wildly, and after a long time, they only settled down again after finding that no one came to surround and suppress them, but they didn't dare to get close to Lingxing Caolu anymore.

After today, the grass house has become lively, it was brought by Ling Xing, because a generation of masters Ling Xing has returned to his old business, and the voice that has not been seen for a long time has reappeared again, what kind of changes will it bring to the cultivation world in the future?