Sword God

"Your hammer is slightly stronger."

"You hammer, the speed should be a little slower."

In the casting room, Chen Zong waved his hammer, and the elders stood and watched, speaking from time to time.

Although Chen Zong refused to be his apprentice that day and made him leave in anger, the next day Chen Zong went to the foundry as usual, and the elders seemed to have nothing happened, but his attitude towards Chen Zong was the same as before. Obviously much better, and from time to time came to Chen Zong to instruct Chen Zong.

Someone pointed out that Chen Zong will naturally not refuse, and his skill in iron making is advancing by leaps and bounds.

September 6th, 395 years.

Chen Zong became a warrior, and there were also twenty days.

Practice the sword!

Spectroscopic glance.

In an instant, the two sword lights were killed by breaking through the air, and they could still be distinguished. Next to the two sword lights, there were two more blurred sword lights.

"It's going to break through."

With a whisper, Chen Zong continued to practice.

Over and over again, until there are four clear sword lights.

One sword is divided into four lights, which is the realm of the first division of the beam of light.

It took a total of 20 days from contacting the splitting sword technique to the first level of cultivation to the level of Xiaocheng. Compared with the previous practice of the eight swords of the real sword, the progress is almost the same, making Chen Zong more aware of the incomparability of the eight swords of the real sword ordinary.

"Perhaps, I should spend more time to cultivate the eight forms of the real sword into the realm of the inferior." Chen Zong secretly said, "Maybe, I will cultivate the eight forms of the real sword into the realm of the insignificant. The mysterious sword tip will give My better swordsmanship."

After practicing the eight swords of the true sword for thirty times, return to the house. After a short rest, practice the fierce tiger skill first.

After twenty days of practice, the body's qi and blood have increased a lot than before, but there is still a big gap from the fifth layer's qi and blood filling. Chen Zong estimates that in the absence of external forces such as animal blood pills, the single It takes one year to reach the five levels of Qi and Blood by one's own efforts.

This is how he quenches blood gas seven times. Those who quench blood gas three times do not know how many years it will take to rise to the fifth floor of qi and blood without external help.

What's more, as you get older, your body's qi and blood will slowly fail. Unless you can break through the seven layers of qi and blood and form qi and blood for a small week, you can delay this failure.

"After another period of time, I will be able to receive the task reward of the first month of the foundry workshop. I don’t know how many points will be contributed?"

The reward of being an apprentice in the Foundry Workshop is closely related to the evaluation given by Elder Martyrs. Nowadays, Elder Martyrs can be regarded as favoring themselves, and the evaluation should not be low.

On September 10, 395, the real martial arts, Chen Zong entered the clan hall, which was just over a year old.

in the afternoon.

In the casting room, Chen Zong waved his iron hammer to create a piece of iron.

A hammer was lifted and then dropped, and it was lightly beaten on the thick iron, and then another hammer abruptly shot down.

The four key points of lightness, heavyness, urgency, and slowness have reached a level of freedom after repeated use over the past twenty days and from time to time guidance from the elders.

If it is likened to a martial arts, now, Chen Zong has reached a state of great success.

However, in a short period of time, the crude iron did not need to be sent into the furnace to burn red again, and it was already made into a piece of iron by Chen Zong.

Ten centimeters in length and ten centimeters in height, the surface is flat and smooth, and the texture is fine. At a glance, you know that it is a superior iron block. The iron sword produced by smelting with this iron block, whether it is hardness or toughness or front Sharp, often better.

Counting this, this is the forty-fourth piece of iron that Chen Zong personally created after he came to the foundry. It can smelt and cast forty-four pieces of iron swords or iron swords.

"Just play today."

After three or two packs, Chen Zong and Chen Wuhou Chen Qi greeted each other and left the casting workshop.

"Clan brother walk slowly." Chen Wuhou waved his hand with a smile, he admired this clan brother from the beginning to now, and he was very admired. There was also an unspeakable little jealousy in his heart.

Chen Qi is very envious and a little embarrassed. After all, what he said before is not very pleasant.

If there is no accident, today should be the day when new children enter the family hall, and Chen Yiming should also come.

"Chen Zhigang, why are you here?"

Chen Yiming hasn't seen it yet, but Chen Zong has met an unexpected person.

"Huh, you can come, and of course I can come." Chen Zhigang saw Chen Zong first surprised, his face full of vigilance, and immediately sneered coldly.

Staring at Chen Zhigang for a few seconds, Chen Zong suddenly smiled and ignored him.

Thinking of myself, there seems to be a rule in the clan hall. If the tribe warriors lose the war, if they can upgrade their cultivation base to the level of Qi and blood within the next year and become a warrior, they are also eligible to enter the clan hall. Chen Zhigang is This is the case.

This stipulation was only learned by Chen Zong after he became a warrior.

"Chen Zhigang, the family hall is better than in the family." Chen Zong said, can it be his business.

"I will surpass you, and then step you under your feet." Chen Zhigang clenched his fists, his face full of anger.

Shaking his head, Chen Zong didn't care about Chen Zhigang anymore. With Chen Zhigang's ability, in the family hall, it was nothing at all, and soon he would recognize the facts, even if Chen Zhigang could rise, then how could he beat him twice You can beat him three times, and the gap between the two sides will only increase.

In the outer hall, Chen Zong found Chen Yiming.

"Brother Zong." Chen Yiming was very excited to see Chen Zong.

"It's true that to be a child of Waitang, we must practice hard, strive to quench the blood gas to the limit, and break through to become a warrior." Chen Zong encouraged.

"Brother Zong, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to keep up with your footsteps." Chen Yiming is full of confidence.

Chen Yiming is practicing boxing, and will be assigned to the boxing group. Chen Zong is practicing sword. In practice, he can’t provide much help to Chen Yiming. As for the tiger force boxing, I have already said that.

"How about my father, my aunt and Alie?" Chen Zong quickly asked, which is one of the main reasons why he came to Chen Yiming specifically.

"With the care of Aunt Biqing, the uncle Zhengtang had a very good life. They told me to tell Brother Zong to practice well without worrying about them." , Brother Zong, guess how powerful his one arm is?"

"Seven hundred catties?" Chen Zong had to guess six hundred catties, but think about it, Yang Lie was born with divine power. Perhaps after his cultivation was improved, the increase in strength would exceed the standard.

"Brother Zong, how did you guess." Chen Yiming, who was originally planning to show off, said with a smile on his face, and then he was excited again: "It is seven hundred pounds. The arm strength is definitely more than a thousand pounds, and his heavy punches are also getting started. It is really terrible to think about it."

Chen Zong also smiled. Every time he talked with Chen Yiming, he felt very happy. Yang Lie's cultivation progress also made him satisfied.

The two chatted for a while again. After Chen Zong encouraged Chen Yiming again, he told Chen Yiming that he could come to him if he had anything to do. He would come and see him every three minutes before leaving.

Back in the house, Chen Zong began to practice the fierce tiger skills, feeling the power of blood rushing in the body, and the whole body seemed to be full of strong power, making him intoxicated.

However, the practice of the power of qi and blood should pay attention to the scale. Once it is exceeded, it will cause damage to your body, which is not worth the loss.

Take out the "Xiao Jian Jing", Chen Zong flipped through, and interpreted word by word.

Every time you read the contents of this little sword sutra, you will never get bored. On the contrary, the more you look at it, the more you taste. The more you understand Chen Zong's understanding of swords and swordsmanship.

After re-reading it again and putting it back in place, Chen Zong planned to walk outside. The door had just opened, and I saw a person reaching for the knock.

"Something?" Chen Zong asked.

"You are Chen Zong, this is an invitation for you." This man handed a big red hot stamping post to Chen Zong with a puzzled and envious look.

"Invitation?" Chen Zong confused, took the post.

With the red as the background, the bronzing is three large characters and a golden dragon shape, as if to fly into the sky.

"Shanglong stickers?" Looking at the three golden characters, Chen Zong was even more puzzled and couldn't help but open it, and instantly understood.

This Thanglong post was sent by the Tang family. To be precise, it was sent by Tang Junluo to Chen Zong. The purpose was to invite Chen Zong to go to the Zhengwu Building in the morning three days to attend the Thanglong party organized by the Tang family for him.

"Tang Junluo...Shanglong Club..." Chen Zonghe pondered on the invitation: "Can Tang Junlu successfully break through the limits and quench the blood gas eight times?"

Originally, seven times of blood gas refining was the limit of Fengwu City, and eight times of refining was to break the limit and break the record, creating a higher record. It is not too much to say that it is the first day in the history of Fengwu City. It is a matter of course that the Tang family held a grand event for him.

In addition, Chen Zong couldn't think of anything else.

"After three days?"

"Exactly, I have been to Fengwu City for a year, but I have never seen the scenery of Fengwu City except for entering and leaving. Besides, I took advantage of this opportunity and I walked up." , Chen Zong showed a smile, presumably the reason why Tang Junluo sent himself an invitation is that the warrior was a tie between the two, and he was valued by him. Otherwise, depending on his background, where can he get the eyes of the other.

Presumably, the person who sent the invitation to himself was puzzled precisely because why he was a child from the tribe of such a blood and blood environment on the fourth floor, but he could get an invitation from the Tang family. Envy, too.

Then, in addition to yourself, there should be other geniuses also invited, the purpose of which is naturally to set off Tang Junluo's superiority.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, you can meet the geniuses of other families.

The path of the warrior has never been a one-man show. To become stronger, opponents are indispensable, as are friends.

The matter of Thanglong Post did not affect Chen Zong’s normal cultivation. Every day, he went to the foundry to build several pieces of iron as usual, and practiced the splitting swordsmanship and the fierce tiger skill.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed and Chen Zong walked out of the family hall with his fine iron sword.