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"Bang!"

Throwing the two of them down, the sloppy old man waved his hand: "Go back, come back in half a month, I'm going to sleep." ”

"Come on, Master, you haven't told me how to solve the problem of the Sky Shattering Sword Technique!"

Qin Lie was a little anxious, although he was anxious for quick success and insufficient accumulation, but now every time he performed it, he was in great pain, and naturally he couldn't continue to endure it!

However, the sloppy old man ignored him, yawning, sleepy-eyed, lying down on the jade, the waterfall roared, and in a moment, the snoring sounded.

Qin Lie turned around with a bitter face, and said pitifully, "Senior brother, do you have a way?"

Tianming shrugged helplessly, and said, "I can't do anything, but I'm going to Uncle Shi next, why don't you go with me?" Maybe Uncle Shi and his old man have a way!"

"A madman, what is there to go, you fool is willing to go!"

Qin Lie's body tightened, cold sweat flowed, his eyes were full of fear, the ghost screamed, and he ran away!

Tianming sighed helplessly, took a deep breath, and a rare dignified and tangled look appeared on his face, and came to the other end of the waterfall.

Passing through the humble courtyard, passing the promenade, and turning the pavilion, the morning did not meet anyone, and the road was familiar with the road until it was a dark and dreary hut.

Raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door that seemed to be dilapidated but was actually heavy and solid, and said loudly: "Uncle Shi, the disciple is here."

There was no response from inside the room, only a dull knock on the door, as if mocking Tianming's boredom.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple is here. Tianming spoke again, his voice unhurried, without a trace of impatience.

"You're half an hour late today. An old voice finally sounded, with a sharp feeling.

It can be heard that it is an old man who speaks, and it is the kind with a very bad temper.

"There was something going on in the store, and I came out late. Tianming touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

There was silence in the room, and then the old sharp voice said: "It's obvious that the old thing Xuanyuan tortured you, and you came late, why don't you tell the truth to the old man?!"

Tianming said with a serious expression: "There are always accidents in things, and the disciple should have considered the possible accidents first, so he can't blame the master!"

Xuanyuan is his own master, even if he is unreliable, he must protect one or two.

The sharp voice became even sharper, and mocked: "Can you take all the accidents into consideration?"

Tianming didn't answer immediately, and after thinking for a while, he said: "It's man-made, and there should be nothing wrong with this." ”

"It's man-made?!"

I don't know why, the sharp voice suddenly became angry, and the voice full of resentment was like thousands of spikes shuttling, piercing people's eardrums.

"Do you know that there is a saying of fate in the world, and some things cannot escape the arrangement of fate in the end, no matter how hard you try, how hard you plan, and how hard you try. It's a shame that you're still a cultivator since childhood, and you can't even see through this, it's really stubborn and unbearable. ”

Tianming listened quietly, stood quietly, and waited quietly for the voice to finish, without any impatience in the process.

In fact, that voice brought him a lot of pain, which was unbearable for ordinary monks, but his complexion did not change at all, and it was not until the voice stopped after venting his grievances that he replied seriously: "Back to Uncle Hui's words, the disciple still thinks that it is more important to have a clear conscience. ”

The room was quiet again, the voice did not sound again, and Tianming stood respectfully outside the door, and did not speak.

After a long time, the old man's voice sounded again, no longer containing that sharp resentment, but laughing at himself and sighing: "Come in, I can't imagine that the old man has practiced so far, and his heart is not as good as that of a teenage child......"

Tianming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door in, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, the disciple is not a little child..."

"Put... Nonsense!"

The old man's voice suddenly burst into rage, although it was not sharp but extremely loud, and shouted: "The old man's heart and soul are damaged, and his mind is vague, but it's not something you can deceive, the old man said that you are a little kid, you are a little kid! Don't think that you are really talented, but just a pathetic old man's seriousness, in terms of cultivation qualifications, even the old man is not as good as half a point back then, a typical waste wood, and a rotten wood that cannot be built!"

Tianming is like a fallen leaf in a storm, the eardrums are shaking, the soul is swaying, the qi and blood in the body are tumbling, and the spiritual power is vain.

As if thinking of something sad, the old man's voice said coldly: "Don't call me uncle, the old man has nothing to do with Xuanyuan's old immortal! Isn't it amazing to be talented? The old man just can't look down on you, you had nothing to do with the old man in the past, you have nothing to do with the old man now, and it is impossible to have a relationship with the old man in the future!"

"It's not my fault," said the voice of the morning in the midst of the storm.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was tired, but the sound in the house finally calmed down.

Tianming wiped the sweat from his forehead, felt almost, reached out and pushed the door open, and walked in respectfully.

Because there are no windows, the room is slightly dim, and the furnishings are extremely crude, the inside and outside are separated by a moldy rag, and the person who makes the sound is in the inner room, and there is no appearance and figure in the outer room, and there is only a table and a chair outside, facing the direction of the rags, which seems very abrupt.

Entering the house in the morning, the wooden door is lightly covered, and the room is pitch black, as if it is late at night, coupled with the strange atmosphere of the cold forest, it is like a ghost, which is creepy.

But Tianming did not feel any discomfort, and walked to the table and sat down with great familiarity, waiting quietly.

"Is there a problem this time?" the old man's voice was hoarse, but his brain was no longer sharp, and the strange power that eroded his soul was gone.

"Yes. Tianming replied very simply.

"Why don't you just say it?" said the old man's voice with a hint of anger.

"Uncle Shi has a bad temperament, and the disciple doesn't dare to ask. ”

"Hmph! The cultivation journey is difficult and bumpy, full of thorns, and I don't ask, when will I be able to achieve something! It's really unbearable, and I don't know what Xuanyuan's old immortal values you!" The old man's voice was full of anger, and in this anger, there was also a hint of hatred for iron and steel.

"The disciple is worried that my uncle will say that I am so ambitious. The corners of Tianming's mouth twitched slightly, but his expression was still respectful.

The old man's voice snorted coldly, full of disdain: "Only by carrying the blue sky can you covet the world, and only with great ambitions can you spy on the avenue, what is there to be ambitious!"

In the darkness, a little smugness flashed in Tianming's eyes, and he said softly: "The method of refining the sky, the disciple thinks that he has first glimpsed the door, but he has never been able to understand the true meaning. ”

After waiting for a while, Tianming didn't hear the old man's reprimand, and continued: "The disciple's cultivation is shallow, and he shouldn't talk about the way of refining weapons, but I know that after the cultivation reaches a certain level, he can use spiritual power to melt the material, and then refine it into any spiritual weapon he wants.

"Do you think that the old man has misled people's children and preached indiscriminately, ruining your future!" the old man mocked.

"The disciple didn't dare. Tianming replied respectfully, but did not withdraw the meaning of the question, and quietly waited for the old man's explanation.

Or reprimand.

"Everything has a foundation, and the simple truth that the high platform starts from the end of the micro is not necessary for the old man to say more!" The old man saw Tianming's persistence and said patiently rarely.

"The tall building rises from the ground, and the disciple understands what Uncle Shi means. It's just that the disciple thinks..."

"Now that you understand, you don't need to ask, just do it. The old man lost patience again, and said categorically: "Of course, if you don't want to, you can just leave and improve your cultivation wholeheartedly, with your tattered qualifications, the progress of cultivation is so slow, if you don't practice with all your strength, I'm afraid that after a hundred years, it will be a loess, so as not to annoy the old man again!"

Tianming smiled bitterly, he had long been accustomed to this kind of often reprimanded study life, and knew that he could not argue with him at this time, just wait patiently for him to finish his temper, and everything would return to the right path.

There is no shortage of patience.

The method of refining the heavens is so boring that it is almost equivalent to the blacksmith striking iron of ordinary people, and it is the "method of refining weapons" that really needs to be tempered thousands of times before it can be completed.

He has been doing this kind of thing for three years, and now he just listens to it and endures it, which is really not a drudgery, and he can bear it easily.

"It's not so much that you're resolute, it's better to say that you're thick-skinned! If you don't practice well, it's just that, for the so-called refining weapon, you have been scolded by the old man for three years, I really don't know what you think. ”

If you can get the method of refining weapons after being scolded for three years, I am afraid that the people of the entire sect will line up and be scolded with a shy face!

Uncle Shi is moody, so he can only find an excuse for himself. Tianming knew this, sat honestly, listened quietly, and was not half impatient.

It's a pity that the old man didn't let him go because of Tianming's honest attitude, his words were far harsher than his voice, and he sneered: "With your qualifications, even if you really comprehend the law of refining the sky, what can you do, the avenue is not successful, the life span is limited, and when your longevity is exhausted and your efforts are in vain, you can only regret in vain!"

Tianming thought for a while, and said with a firm expression: "The disciple thinks that blind penance is not a good strategy, and now my realm is stagnant, and I can only find opportunities by other ways. ”

"The main purpose of the disciple is to improve his strength, and if he lives a long time, he may not be able to live, since the realm cannot be raised, the disciple must always think of other ways. ”

Sincere attitude, sincere words, but unwavering and irrefutable.

The old man has known Tianming for three years, and knows that his temperament seems to be gentle, but in fact he is extremely tenacious and stubborn.

If a monk has a suitable spiritual weapon, the improvement of combat power will be immediate.

The appropriateness mentioned here is not that the higher the grade, the better, but that it is the most suitable for oneself.

The old man's cultivation knowledge far surpassed that of Tianming, and he agreed with his cognition, and said in a stiff tone: "Although there are some crooked principles, you still need to keep in mind the fundamentals of cultivation! Without cultivation, even if you refine a powerful spiritual weapon, it will still be in vain." ”

Tianming said sincerely: "The disciple is quite diligent. ”

The old man knew that he was telling the truth, in fact, he knew how much hard work this young man had put into improving his cultivation, and now this situation was indeed a last resort.

The old man said solemnly: "The old man will tell you the method of refining the heavens, whether you can understand it depends on how you understand!"