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The next day, just before dawn in the morning, I heard the sound of clanging hammers. Not only Kunhuo here, but other people also began to clang and knock on the energy vessels, hitting all kinds of energy devices, whether fast or slow, short or long.

"Let's go, get up quickly, my father needs your help." Kun Ruo tapped on the stone door outside the wooden door, her voice was as sweet as spring water.

Ming Qi slept on this stone bed and did not wake up immediately.

Kun Ruo's fiery temper suddenly came to his mind, and he kicked on the stone door, the sound was like thunder, and gravel and dust spread everywhere.

Ming Qi jumped up from the bed almost by instinct. At the same time, holding Yaoxue in his hand, he cast Moon Bite in an instant and was about to attack.

All this, just for a moment, startled Kun Ruo, and when Ming Qi regained consciousness, he stopped the moon bite that was about to come out.

Kun Ruo was really taken aback, and before she recovered, Ming Qi had appeared behind her from above the stone bed, and it was supposed to be the faint glance of the polite comer at the moment when she passed by. , unexpectedly made Kun Ruo unable to move for a while.

"Next time, please don't kick the girls yourself." Ming Qi whispered behind Kun Ruo, and had already arrived at the forging table.

Kun Huo was still shirtless, knocking on yesterday's energy tool next to Sheng Yuanyan.However, compared with yesterday, today's slender and fiery red sword body has shrunk a lot, and many impurities that were visible to the naked eye yesterday have disappeared. It has been used to this day, it is this forging, continuous forging, if you get the essence, it is the true way of refining weapons.

Although other methods can reduce the forging process to a certain extent and reduce the time consumed, compared with the most basic forging, there are still shortcomings.

"What is fire, do you know?" When Kun Huo swung his hammer, the beads of sweat melted in the air, and dissipated in the air as the white air rose.

Ming Qi frowned, what is the meaning of such a question, no matter how much he has grasped part of the power of fire, how could he not know what fire is.

"It is fierce, violent, urgent and violent."

"Although I don't know the power of the fire, I do know the fire. It's not what you said. I have been in contact with Shengyuanyan for hundreds of years, and I thought so at the beginning. Later, after getting along with this fire for a long time, I only know that fire is fire, and it only knows itself. In itself, what is fierce, what is violent, it is all the appearance we see, fire is fire." The original flame burning in the old man's furnace seemed to hide an inexplicable emotion.

"Fire is fire..." Ming Qi Ansi Kunhuo said, fire is fire, what is fierce and violent is just its appearance...

It was almost completely different from the fire that Ming Qi had comprehended, and Ming Qi frowned, "Uncle, can you let me see this Sheng Yuanyan for a day?"

Ming Qi looked at the Shengyuanyan and asked confusedly.

Kun Huo hesitated for a moment, and took a deep look at the golden red raw flame, his eyes full of hesitation, until the raw raw flame suddenly jumped, and Kun Huo's eyelids also twitched.

"You protect it, it has been with me for a hundred years!" Kun Huo took out the raw flame from the stove with both hands, and handed it to Ming Qi, his eyes were all so solemn that he couldn't be more serious, this flame must be for him Very important.

"Uncle, just relax, I just watch and don't touch." Ming Qi took Sheng Yuanyan lightly with both hands. Kun Huo never thought that this person would be so bold as to deliver Yuan Yan with his bare hands. Just as he was about to stop Ming Qi, Ming Qi had already Carefully drag Sheng Yuanyan over both hands.

There was no burning pain on Ming Qi's face, and there was no trace of sweat, Kun Huo was very surprised.

"Uncle, I'm asking for leave today." Ming Qi's eyes were all focused, fixed on the Sheng Yuanyan, not letting go of a beat, a flicker, thinking about what Kun Huo said in his mind.

After speaking, Mingqi moved away and walked into the house.

"Hey~" Kun Huo looked sad, turned his head and took out another raw flower with a lower level from the energy ring, put it into the furnace again, and continued to hammer a handful of energy tools on the forging table.

As soon as Ming Qi returned to the room, he sat on the stone bed, sat cross-legged, retracted his hands, and let Sheng Yuanyan float in the air.

"Fire is fire..."

Ming Qi kept repeating this sentence silently from the bottom of his heart, but the perception of the fire in his mind rushed to this thought like a wave, and the fire was fierce.

Sitting opposite each other, it seems that there is no longer a raw flame in front of you, but a fire that you have comprehended in the past.

Even though Shengyuanyan is not violent, it still releases extremely high temperature, which is violent... Ming thought to himself, everything seems out of place, why fire is fire, fierce, violent is just a superficial statement.

His gaze was fixed on Sheng Yuanyan, and in order to move away, Ming Qi seemed to be possessed by a demon, and kept staring at Sheng Yuanyan, even the slight solemnity of his eyebrows remained unchanged, as if Ming Qi's time had stopped.

"Fire is fire... Fire is fire... fierce, violent... just appearance..." Ming Qi kept repeating these words in his heart.

Unknowingly, the fire shot out from the right eye and melted into the Shengyuanyan. Suddenly, Shengyuanyan seemed to be irritated, beating violently, roaring like fire meeting the wind.

"Obviously it should be so." Ming said a thought, his body didn't move, it was all because his soul was completely immersed in the transformation of Shengyuanyan.

Comprehension only needs a moment of awakening. This moment may be a moment later, it may be a day later, it may be a year later, at least for Mingqi, it will not be a moment later, so Kemingqi has fallen into the past. At this moment, in the contradiction between what Kunhuo said that fire is fire, Mingqi needs to build a bridge between the two.

...

"Father, he's crazy." Passing through Ming's door, the stone door was erected again, and through the crack of the door, one could inadvertently see the opposite of Sheng Yuanyan.

Kun Ruo looked surprised and asked Kun Huo a question.

"Leave him alone, someone is coming to the energy harvester today, so please entertain me a bit." Kun Huo hammered on the energy harvester and said intermittently.

...

Three days passed, Kun Huo, Kun Ruo and his daughter would always look into the room every time they passed by Ming Qi's room. Ming Qi's gaze was sometimes confused and thoughtful, nothing changed a single bit, not even his eyelids. Beat once.

"Father, I kicked him out, I should have listened to you if I knew it, and now he is not an apprentice with us, but a master." Kun Ruo complained.

It was rare for Kun Huo to walk from the forging platform to the door of Mingqi's room today. Through the gap, he happened to see the raw flame in the house beating, following the fire in Mingqi's right eye, rioting in the entire stone room.

Kun Huo's eyes were fixed, his face was full of solemnity, and he said to himself, "This person really knows the power of water and fire. Even many Qi Sect disciples can't grasp the power of fire..."

"Father, don't you mean that he has mastered the power of fire~" Kun Ruo pointed to Ming with a look of disbelief on his face.

Kun Huo nodded and shook his head again, a little carried away, and just about to speak, Kun Ruo had already punched him, and heard a scream, and the whole boulder trembled as he stumbled back and forth.

...

Ten days later, the father and daughter are still busy, Ming Qi is still alone in that stone room, watching the beating and closing of the raw flames, from the inside to the outside, every minute, every inch is in different positions. In the shape change of stopping, it is also in different states. Fire is not only fierce, but also soft, soft like still water.Every time it moves slowly and softly, there is a trend of softness and tranquility in the change of soft movement.

Ming Qi appreciates the different changes in the fire in the right eye brought by every soft movement, the whole flower of raw flames seems to be gradually immersed in the right eye, and as the group of raw flames in Ming Qi's right eye burst out suddenly, the living flower in front of him The original flame exploded quietly, following the change of the original flame reflected in Ming Qi's right eye, it seemed that it was impossible to tell who was the body and who was the reflection, and the changes between the two seemed to be at the same time.

Kun Ruo passed by the door, glanced at it, and Sheng Yuanyan spun into a long snake, wrapping around Ming Qi's body like greed, there was no Sheng Yuanyan in front of Ming Qi, but there was still this Shengyuan Yan in his right eye , but its form at the moment, just like the original flames around Ming Qi's body, spinning around his body.

"Dad, dad, come and see!" Kun Ruo shouted, Kun Huo didn't dare to think too much, stepped forward in three steps, took the crack of the door, looked inside, smiled at the corner of his mouth after a while, and said, "He should come out soon gone."

"How do you know?" Kun Ruo couldn't help being curious, and took a look inside again, but happened to see the moment when Sheng Yuanyan turned around and burned his clothes and trousers.

Regardless of whether this Kun Ruoru is hot-tempered, she is a girl after all, she hurriedly turned her head, her heart was twitching hurriedly, and a three-point red glow rose in front of her.

Kun Huo didn't care about it, and said with a certain gaze, "Because this fire will eventually come to an end, only Shenhui can make more breakthroughs."

"Oh~" Kun Ruo was a little absent-minded, and responded casually, but turned around to look at Ming Qi's naked body again, and walked away sideways.

The percussion of Tie Yu continued when Ming Qi woke up on the 15th.

"I can only see through the softness of the fire, but the fire is the fire, what is the meaning!" Ming raised his right eye, a ball of soft fire rose in his eyes, rolling and whistling from time to time, almost wanting to take his eyes off out.

The right eye is like this, Sheng Yuanyan in front of Ming Qi is still moving lightly, not showing any tyranny in his softness.

"I don't know how many days have passed." Ming thought, suddenly a gust of hot wind hit every corner of Ming Qi's body, his eyes turned, only then did he realize that he was sitting naked on the stone bed, Ming Qi hurriedly Take out a set from the ring and put it on your body.

Walking out of the stone room, Ming Qi felt that there were a lot more swords on his head, and it must have been a long time.

Ming Qi held Sheng Yuanyan in one hand, walked towards Kun Huo who was refining the weapon, and said, "Uncle, I can't understand what you mean by fire is fire."

I saw the red-hot hammer thrown aside by Kun Huo, and Ming took Yuan Yan in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, "It took me hundreds of years to realize this, if you can do it in ten days or so." Shen Wu, isn't this craftsman worse than you, hahaha."

While speaking, the fiery red long sword flew towards Ming, Ming Qi did not dodge or dodge, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the fiery red place, no white smoke rose from the injury, Ming Qi's expression was as soft as water, and there was no pain color.

Surprise flashed across Kun Huo's face, and then he regained his composure and said, "If you want to experience it, start learning my forging tool."

Forge? , Ming raised his brows and frowned, "Uncle, I am an energy practitioner, and my major is energy cultivation. I am a weapon refiner. I am afraid that if I follow both, I will be distracted."

Kun Huo had a calm expression and a smile on his face, "I asked you to forge a forging tool, not a forging tool. The forging tool is best in contact with fire. If you really want to understand fire, you need to touch fire, experience fire, and understand it."

At this moment, the hot wind blows in all directions, and the energy devices hanging on the top of the boulder collide with each other.

Ming's eyes revealed the color of pondering, and after a while, his eyes were like torches, and he came to this iron domain and simply abandoned everything. I am a craftsman, not a practitioner, "Then please teach me, uncle.". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .