Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 11, senior brother, let's have a cup of tea

The inscription pattern is the highlight of forging treasures.

Long Buqi took out a strange "iron piece" from his bosom, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

This is a fragment of the Heaven Killing Sword!

The forging of purple cold iron casting is extremely tough, and ordinary carving knives cannot seal inscription patterns, so they can only be used.

For the inscription pattern, he was familiar with it by heart. He waved the fragments of the Heaven Slaughter Sword and carved it on the dagger.

When the seal was being cut, there was no sound, only a piece of purple powder was falling, and mysterious and complicated inscription patterns were quickly formed.

Even Long Lingyue stared suspiciously at the strange "iron piece" in his hand, the short sword made of purple cold iron carved in seal, just like carving on tofu, it is so sharp!
With the last inscription falling.

hum!
The purple long sword trembled slightly, as if it had life, and it began to sing comfortably and cheerfully. Under the moonlight, there was a purple precious light, and the sharpness was restrained, like a precious work of art!
Everyone was shocked.

"Is that all right?"

"I heard that when a blacksmith seals an inscription, it takes months, years, or even more than ten years. Isn't that too fast?"

Long Buqi swung his purple short sword, pointing at a whetstone.

hum!
The inscription on the blade flashed, and a streak of purple sword energy leaked out.

Click!

The entire whetstone was instantly shattered!
The purple short sword was more than three meters away from the whetstone, and the sword energy alone shattered the whetstone!
"Every treasure has a name. This is for my aunt. Let your name be Lingyue."

Long Buqi handed the purple short sword to Long Lingyue.

Long Lingyue couldn't put it down, and waved it lightly.

Everyone's scalp is numb, and they hide away from the distance.
boom!
The whole blacksmith shop collapsed in pieces in the purple sword energy!
"This"

The blacksmith shop owner had a bitter look on his face.

Long Lingyue threw an ingot of gold to him, if it was normal, she would definitely be heartbroken, but with the treasure in hand, she didn't care about the ingot of gold at all.

Han Xing's swordsmanship plus treasure, undoubtedly, her combat power has already won the first place in Longgang, and there is no opponent!
Back to the small courtyard of Qingfeng Mountain, it was dead of night.

Long Buqi took out the nine Tongmai flowers, three Bone Quenching Grass and three Muscle Roots bought by Huiling Pavilion.

Get hot water and pour it into the tub.

Crush three Tongmai flowers, one bone quenching grass, and one muscle root, and pour them into hot water according to the ratio of three to one.

The three kinds of elixir were mixed with hot water, and a dense mist was created.

There was a fragrant smell in the whole house.

puff!
Leaping into the bathtub, the medicinal properties of the elixir immediately invaded the body.

Like tens of thousands of ants biting, a wave of severe pain came from the limbs and bones!
Ordinary people would have screamed out, bathing in elixir is extremely painful.

call!
A trace of determination flashed in Long Buqi's eyes.

Leaning against the edge of the big wooden barrel, he dozed off.

If you can't even bear this pain, you are not worthy of martial arts!
The bright moon outside the window gradually slanted westward, and the night passed quickly.

The sun shone in from the window sill, scattered on Long Buqi's delicate face, and opened his eyes, like a deep starry sky.

Whoa!

Huo Ran stood up.

Glancing at the much stronger body, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

With a movement of the body, gather the strength of the whole body.

hum!
The exuberant blood energy rose, manifesting the vision of a bull.

The second main vein is connected, and the body training is double!

Crash! .
Leaping up from the tub, he punched out.

Click!

The entire fist is sunk into the wall.

"The medicated bath method of Tianmo's body training is really good."

Nodding slightly in satisfaction, he put on his clothes and went out.

The sun is still shining on the wall, and a deep fist hole is extremely eye-catching!

Whizzing! .
Facing the rising sun, Long Lingyue practiced her sword, using the purple dagger that was forged yesterday.

Ripples of purple sword energy are unparalleled in sharpness.

The 36 moves of the Hanxing swordsmanship were completed in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the entire small courtyard was shrouded in purple sword light.

Roar!
A sea whale power image was suspended in the sky, reflecting a trace of golden light. This was a sign that he had reached the peak of the seventh level of body training and was about to advance to the power of the eighth level of body training.

Snapped!Snapped!
Long Buqi clapped his hands and said with a faint smile, "Congratulations, aunt, your cultivation is not far from the eighth level of body training."

Hearing his words, the purple sword energy that filled her suddenly dissipated, and Long Lingyue put her sword back and stood up, casting a blank look at him.

"The morning sun is just rising, and the purple air is coming from the east. This is the most suitable time to practice martial arts! You, you, a few days ago, you swore that you would practice diligently, and sleep until the sun is drying your ass before getting up!"

Long didn't explain, and went to wash up.

Just finished breakfast.

A disciple hurried into the courtyard.

"Elder Lingyue, Mr. Yan is here in person!"

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Mr. Yan is the most powerful person in the entire Zanlong Town, and he attracts attention no matter where he goes. He carefully glanced at Long Lingyue and Long Buqi, and found that their expressions were extremely calm , without the slightest panic.

Long Buqi smiled, "Auntie, we finished sharpening the knife yesterday, and the fat pig will come to the door today."

Long Lingyue glared at him angrily.

Qingfeng's disciple was dumbfounded, a little dazed, and even called the number one expert in Zanlong Town a fat pig?
Long Lingyue took a long sword, and Long Buqi held a black box, which contained the purple short sword forged yesterday. The ordinary scabbard could not be put in it at all. It was too sharp and would break at once, so it could only be put in a box. stand up.

Walking into the reception hall, I was surprised to see an old man in a gray shirt with black hair like ink sitting on the guest seat, with a ruddy complexion and piercing eyes, without any signs of aging.

Yan Xuesong and Yan Xuexin stood behind the old man, and when they saw Long Buqi coming in, they all glared angrily.

The main seat was empty, with only a few Qingfeng disciples serving tea and water, and there was no sign of the head Jiang Ruochen and other elders.

Obviously, they are avoiding seeing.

If the head and other elders come forward, then it will become a grievance between the Yan family and the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

They didn't show up, the meaning was obvious, and they left the scene silently. This was a personal grievance between Long Buqi and the Yan family, and had nothing to do with Qingfeng Sword Sect!
Long Lingyue took two quick steps and bowed slightly to the old man.

"Lingyue met Old Yan."

She waved to Long Buqi, "Buqi, come and meet Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan is the predecessor of all the warriors in our Burial Dragon Town."

The old man waved his hands indifferently, "No need, I'm here today to inquire about the teacher's crimes, not to talk about seniority."

Long Buqi smiled coldly.

"Not everyone is worthy of being my senior."

He strode up to the throne, and Da Ma sat down firmly.

Long Lingyue's face changed slightly, and she reprimanded, "No weapon, no rudeness!"

"Brother, have a cup of tea."

Long Buqi waved to a Qingfeng disciple.

This Qingfeng disciple's face turned pale with nervousness, and he took a cup tremblingly.

Long Buqi picked up the tea, took a sip, and looked at the old man.

"If you want to ask about my crime, it depends on whether you have the ability."

The entire reception hall was suddenly dead silent, and a needle could be heard.

Yan Xuesong, Yan Xuexin and all the warriors of the Yan family glared at him.

The disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect all turned pale, did Long Buqi know that he was talking to him?That is the most powerful person in Zanlong Town, a quasi-precious body!
(End of this chapter)