Chapter Thirty-Nine: Cold Ironwood
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Early in the morning of the second day, the mountain behind the frost peak.
Xu Zihui and Fan Baimi walked on a trail one after the other.
The scenery here is very different from the main peak.
Although the giant trees are towering, they are sparse and sparse, and the trees are more than 100 zhang, but the branches and leaves are scattered.
The wind has been strong all year round, and it is inclined to the southeast.
First of all, there are ginkgo biloba everywhere, and within a few steps, the eyes are full of white birch, and then fir, metasequoia, and coniferous plants appear.
The birds of the forest cried one after another, and from time to time flew by their sides, and then they startled a larger flock, soared into the air, and immediately scattered in all directions, full of wild fun.
If you are still a child running around in the middle of the mountain, I am afraid that I will already have a joy at this moment, and I will enjoy wandering in the huge back mountain.
As the pines and cypresses gradually became scarce, they finally stopped in front of a plant that Fan Baimi had never seen before.
Facing a huge tree species, long and majestic, but not stout, the surface of layers of scales, black and bright, like the forged meteorite outside the sky.
The weak branches support the majestic canopy, and the north-west winds are perennially strong.
"Cultivation, in addition to cultivating the Lingyun Jue's spiritual power advancement, should also be used to forge the body and strengthen the bones, flesh, muscles and skin. In the trial area, it was completed through Lingyun's morning exercises, and in my Frost Peak, it was naturally more advanced. From today onwards, I will practice the Lingyun Jue in the morning, and come here to exercise my body in the morning, and as for the afternoon, when the time is ripe, I will arrange it. ā
"Senior brother, how to forge your body. ā
"Look at this tree, called cold ironwood, it grows in a cold place, absorbs the breath of heaven and earth, can have such a height, short as hundreds, long as a thousand years, a long growth cycle and a harsh environment, creating its hard body.
Ordinary firewood knives cut up, I'm afraid that there will be no white seals, but if you use this to cut down the Zhiyang iron tools refined from 10,000 years of magma, the effect will be much better.
Start with a section a day, when you can cut down a tree a day, and it can be broken down into five-foot segments, before you can achieve success. ā
"Senior brother, can I ask what the arrangements are for the next afternoon?"
"Ice Dragon Mantra, Frost Blossom, Frost Snow Dance, Frost Whisper, Ice Heart Technique, Ice Armor Technique, Cold God Technique, Cold Saint Strength, Ice God Seal, Xuanbing Mystery, Heavenly Xuanbing ć... Ice God Fury Heavenly Formula. ā
Xu Zihui calmly reported one after another.
It sounds like a legendary name, which makes Fan Baimi's heart surge, this is a real cultivation spell, learn this, you must be able to fight head-on with the two senior brothers who demonstrated it back then.
This kind of thought appeared in his heart, but he didn't know that if he could really complete the above exercises, not to mention the battle in the door, he was afraid that he would also be among the top masters in the sea.
"Senior brother, what is the standard for practicing these? ā
"You don't need to know this, when the time comes, it will naturally pass on to you, and you can practice with confidence in the current matter. ā
Fan Baimi picked up the so-called firewood knife made of the iron of the sun, and played with it carefully a few times, except for the fiery red color and a slight warmth, there was nothing other than that, and his mind couldn't help but beat a drum.
Aim at the root of a cold iron wood, hold the firewood knife tightly with both hands, and use more than half of the strength to slash down.
With his cultivation at this time, the firewood knife broke through the air accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and the sound of hunting.
Clang!
There was the sound of iron objects intersecting, faintly accompanied by a glimmer of sparks.
And the momentum of the shock made Fan Baimi's tiger mouth hurt, this situation, I can't help but think of the situation of cutting down gloomy wood back then, but at this moment, it is the enhanced version of gloomy wood, a harder cold iron wood.
Cold iron wood has grown for thousands of years, and the wood is heavy, and it is a superior material among the people.
Statue ornaments are hard to find, and if they are made into furniture, they are even more difficult to buy. A piece of cold iron wood products, insects and ants do not enter, rain does not invade, and the cover is extremely difficult to process because of its hard material.
However, such a precious wood, most of the time, is only used for firewood in Frost Peak, and I don't know if the rich families of the people will grit their teeth and sigh that they will destroy the heavens.
Fan Baimi slashed a few more times, but he still didn't move, and even left no trace.
The knife and axe passed through it, and the piece did not stick to the body, and it was really strong.
He looked at Xu Zihui very innocently, his eyes were full of disbelief that he could slash.
Xu Zihui comprehended, stepped forward, smiled silently, took the firewood knife, stood still in front of Han Tiemu, glanced back at Fan Baimi, and signaled him to pay attention. Then he didn't see the energy accumulation, but just drew out the knife lightly and slashed it lightly.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the sound of squeaky teeth came, and I saw that the cold iron wood was already shaking away.
The firewood knife entered the wood for seven minutes, and the knife was closed faster than the knife, and in a moment, the whole plant exploded to the end, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.
Fan Baimi was dumbfounded, Xu Zihui put the knife into his waist, clapped his hands indifferently, and said lightly: "I haven't moved for a while, the strength in my hands has regressed, and from past experience, if you go down with a knife, you should wear it through." ā
Ignoring the black line on the face of the person next to him, he threw the knife back to him, and walked away on his own, sighing as he went, as if he was still dissatisfied with his strength.
In fact, Xu Zihui was still secretly surprised, as soon as he entered the door, he shook himself with a knife.
Fan Baimi's few blows, the knife strengthened, but he didn't can't stand it because of the rebound of power, and it is also a state of very different talents.
Thinking of this, I can't help but look forward to the future.
How did he know that Fan Baimi had developed a tiger's mouth like copper and iron in the process of cutting gloomy wood, and although he couldn't cut it off, he could bear it.
The hollow was quiet, and the early morning animal cries were silent at the moment, replaced by a sonorous metal sound, which sounded rhythmic from a distance.
Each long note is followed by two short notes, followed by a small interlude, and the cycle continues until near noon, when it stops.
That's right, this is Fan Baimi's daily life, waving the firewood knife non-stop all morning, only to appear a shallow pit, I don't know how long it will take to reach the realm of Xu Zihui.
On the way back with a tired body, I thought of Zhang Dazhao and Lin Tianxue, and I didn't know if the two friends would be like me, sweating and struggling.
Before going up the mountain, he felt that he was strong enough to run for a day without stopping, to climb up and down several peaks without feeling tired, and to squat for a few pillars of incense. However, chopping firewood for the morning exhausted and almost collapsed.
The experience at this moment made him feel the helplessness of the first encounter with the gloomy wood again, and it made him restart to recognize his own ability.
It turns out that there are more mountains above the mountains, and there are more spacious buildings outside the dangerous buildings.
Reaching a new level is not a period of merit completion, but a new beginning.
The road ahead is still full of thorns and unpredictable.