Chapter 65: The Beginning of Strength Forging

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As soon as it came down, as the barbarian expected, the war field was like the god of war, invincible, advancing all the way, what made the barbarian puzzled was that he didn't see Bai Xian'er!

Disciple competition, Danfeng disciples must also participate, but for Danfeng disciples, this is just a scene, they will not compete for anything, but because of the rules of the sect, they will all go to the ring, and there will even be Danfeng disciples who will directly abstain from elimination! No matter what, Danfeng disciples must play, and this time, I didn't see Bai Xian'er playing, and I didn't see Bai Xian'er in the place where Danfeng's disciples were, which made Mantian wonder in his heart, could it be that Bai Xian'er also won the direct participation in the competition for ten places?

No! Danfeng's disciples are not as good as Lifeng, Zhanfeng, and Forging, they only drill alchemy! Many alchemy masters are not high in their own strength, but their alchemy attainments are extremely high, if Danfeng also participates in the competition, I am afraid that no one will be able to get one of the ten places! In this way, Danfeng should have one or two places! If so, can Baixian'er succeed in winning it?

Pressing the thoughts in his heart, Mantian didn't look too much, so he returned to the forging peak and began to use forging to dig his limits. In the competition for ten places, Mantian must defeat the Red Dragon and get one of the places at the same time, which is a big challenge for Mantian.

In the face of the quenching body, Mantian has the strength to defeat, and in the face of the quenching body, Mantian has some lack of confidence!

"Woohoo!"

A piercing sound echoed at the foot of the Forging Peak Mountain, and the sky was covered in sweat and knocking!

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, the anvil turned into pieces and burst open, and the barbarian expression was vaguely struggling, he looked at the anvil, his eyes flickered, and then, he sat down cross-legged, and took out the book "Force Forging" where to get it at the Killing Altar.

Originally, he wanted to get a very high-grade bloodline to carve the "Xuanwu" blood pattern into his left hand, but at this time, Mantian had to go all out to get one of the places. This made him hesitate in his heart, whether to carve the "Xuanwu" blood pattern into his left hand at this time to enhance his strength.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mantian planned to consult Luo Lao! With Luo Lao's strength, he should have an understanding of force forging.

Press your thoughts, and the sky will arrive at Tianxuan Pavilion!

Because of the disciple assessment, many disciples went to Lifeng to watch, Tianxuan Pavilion was far from being as lively as usual, and only a few elite disciples entered Tianxuan Pavilion along the way!

When Mantian arrived at Tianxuan Pavilion, a red figure entered his line of sight, causing Mantian to take a few more looks, this disciple was none other than the inner disciple Wang Gu!

Wang Gu came out of the Tianxuan Pavilion, his expression was indifferent, and there was a trace of anger and unwillingness in his eyes! When he arrived in front of the Barbarian Heaven, his eyes skimmed at the Barbarian Heaven, and he was suddenly stunned, his eyes flashed with coldness, staring at the Barbarian Heaven, and said, "You are the Barbarian Heaven, right?"

Barbarian looked at Wang Gu in surprise, but he didn't expect that this Wang Gu would take the initiative to say hello, it seems that there is still a coldness in these words.

"Exactly!" said the brute flatly.

"Very good!" After speaking, Wang Gu left gloomily.

This made the barbarian full of confusion, he didn't know why this king was like this, he looked at Tianxuan Pavilion, and then looked at Wang Xuan, his eyes flashed with thoughts, and he walked towards Tianxuan Pavilion.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Luo Lao walked out slowly, looked at Mantian, and did not have any surprise, glanced at Wang Gu's figure, and smiled at Mantian: "Boy, what's the matter?"

"Luo Lao, there is something to ask for advice in Mantian, and please ask Luo Lao to solve your doubts!" Mantian said respectfully.

Glancing at Mantian, Luo Lao waved his right hand and disappeared with Mantian, and when Mantian opened his eyes again, he found that he had arrived in another place, which made Mantian marvel at the strength of the awakened strong.

"Say it!" Luo Lao said slowly.

"Tell me the truth, Luo Lao, I am a force forger! I have cultivated Yuan Li! I have a blood pattern that can be integrated into my body..."Barbarian Tian said his thoughts, and took out the ancient book he got from the burial barbarian land.

Luo Lao listened to the words of the barbarians, opened the ancient books, and after consulting them, he fell into deep thought, and after half a sound, he said: "Although the old man is not a force forger, but there is a predecessor of the ancient sect who is a force forger! Under his influence, the old man has heard a little about the force forging! The ancient powerhouses, the power forgers are geniuses in large numbers, they are either unknown, or they are famous all over the world! We do not judge the road they take, but the old man believes that the force forgers are also pioneered by the predecessors, so whether they can succeed or not needs to be practiced by themselves. ”

"This blood pattern is good, but it shouldn't be complete! You want to engrave this blood pattern into your left hand, but you need to suffer a little! Do you know why the power forging person must need the yuan force? Because only the yuan force can absorb the blood pattern, so that the whole body is like an embryo, can be carved into the blood pattern, and exert the power of the blood pattern! The old man once heard that the force forger generally uses his own blood pattern as blood to depict the blood pattern! Only those who do not have a high blood line will use other blood lines to depict it. So, if you can stick to your bones and draw blood lines, then nothing else is a problem. ”

"Use your bloodline as blood to portray, if the power is not good, he said that you can use other bloodlines to re-depict, as for the injury after the portrayal, the old man is a big deal to go to the old man for a trip to the medicine, and ask for a pill for you to recover! **The wound on the ** is not a big injury for a high-level barbarian!" Luo Lao said.

Mantian solemnly listened to Luo Lao's words, and he pondered in his heart! He was a member of the ancestral ape clan, and he had heard from the barbarian arrow that the ancestral ape was extremely strong in the past, so the barbarian had great confidence in his own bloodline! As for the pain caused by the bone engraved on his left hand, the barbarian had the confidence to endure it!

After gritting his teeth, Mantian looked at Luo Lao and said, "Luo Lao, I want to try!"

"Okay!!" Luo Lao said loudly, the color of appreciation in his eyes was revealed! Immediately, he said: "Ready! The old man will shatter all the muscles in your left hand!"

This is unimaginable for ordinary people, but the barbarian has made up his mind, it will not change, he took a few deep breaths, and after contemplating the "Zen" pattern in his mind, he opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand to look at Luo Lao and said: "I'm tired of Luo Lao." ”

The appreciation in Luo Lao's eyes was even stronger, he patted it on the left shoulder of Mantian, and the blood in Mantian's meridians was no longer flowing to his left hand, and immediately, Mantian only felt a terrifying force rushing into his left hand, and the sharp pain swept wildly! All of a sudden, all the muscles of Mantian's left hand burst, turning into blood mist and floating in the air.

At this time, a small bowl appeared on the ground, and with a wave of Luo Lao's right hand, the pervasive blood mist all gathered in the small bowl, forming blood water.

The severe pain was like a flash flood, the brute trembled violently, the sweat of the bean burst out from the pores of his body, his mind was blank, his face was pale and he looked at his left hand with only bones left, his eyes flashed with a firm light, he took a deep breath, took out the iron pen in his right hand, and the "Xuanwu" blood pattern appeared in his mind! Then, he trembled and held the iron pen in it, and the blood contained in his left hand was carved on the bones.

Although all the muscles turned into blood mist, the iron pen carved on the bones was like drilling into the heart and lungs, and this pain made the barbarian distracted, and he almost fainted.

He had only one thought in his heart! He had to succeed, not fail!