Celestial

Wu Yue said with a sneer, almost drooling on Lin Fei's face...

However, Lin Fei did not disprove, just listened quietly. After Wu Yue finished speaking, Lin Fei laughed: "So, I came to Uncle Wu..."

"What are you doing with me?"

"I heard that Mo Jianfeng had a divine stone, which was mined from the mysterious earth veins. After Wu Shishu made it into a magic weapon, it weighed as much as ten thousand pounds, and it weighed like hongmao. I wonder if it can be sold to me? "

"Sell it to you?" When Wu Yue heard this, he almost smiled angrily: "Do you know how many prohibitions were imposed on me by that **** stone?"

"It is said that Uncle Wu has sacred this **** stone to 33 prohibitions ten years ago, which is not far from the magic weapon..."

"Oh, three days ago, I happened to sculpt this **** stone to thirty-five prohibitions. As long as you give me another three years, this **** stone will be promoted to magic weapon..."

"Congratulations to Uncle Wu."

"You don't need to say anything politely..." Wu Yue waved his hand, and his face was impatient: "You have really passed the promotion for ten days, and besides a Fengming sword and two sword spirits, there seems to be nothing particularly valuable. , Can you tell me, where is your courage, and want to come and buy me a magic weapon..."

"Hehe..." Lin Fei was already prepared and said with a smile: "Because I know a way."

"Oh, then you talk about what kind of road is so powerful and worth a magic weapon."

"If I remember correctly, Uncle Wu has been Jindan for a hundred years, right?"

"almost……"

"Then I dare to ask one more question. Uncle Wu Shi can be sure that he will achieve the Fa after a hundred years?"

"Lin Fei..." Wu Yue's face gradually cooled down, and when looking at Lin Fei, with a bit of sarcasm: "Huolong Tian escapes from the swordsmanship, I have returned you with the profound iron veins that I sharpened Jianfeng. If you don’t know how to advance or retreat, I’m afraid that you will have to go to the Bafang Storm Furnace again."

"Uncle Wu, don't worry..." Wu Yue responded, and Lin Fei was not surprised.

Asked among the elders of Jianzong’s Twelve Peaks, Wu Yue’s path was the most unique. The skill of sword sharpening was to wear water droplets and stones. If you want to use sword sharpening to become enlightened, you must have great perseverance and wisdom. If there is no accident, it will be 500 years. Nei Wuyue didn't even want to achieve the Fa, but now he asked him if he was confident that he could achieve the Fa in a hundred years. This is already quite offensive to Wu Yue.

It's just that there are reasons for asking this...

So after Lin Fei laughed, he asked another question: "Can Uncle Wu Shi be confident?"

"No." Wu Yue stared at Lin Fei for a long time, and then he groaned.

"Then I would like to ask one more question, if I could point out a way for Uncle Wu to let you achieve the Fa in a hundred years, would you be willing to exchange it with the God Stone?"

Lin Fei's tone was dull...

But as soon as this word came out, it seemed like a storm was surging throughout the Mojianfang. Wu Yue suddenly stood up from the bamboo chair, and a pair of eyes flickered with fire light, looking at Lin Fei. The eyes are as sharp as a sheathed sword. Every time Wu Yue took a step forward, the ground fire in the eight wind and rain furnaces "boomed" and raised waves of fire. When Wu Yue stood in front of Lin Fei, the entire Mojianfang Inside, the fire is endlessly filled...

"Do you say it again?" Wu Yue said every word.

"Hehe..." Lin Fei, who stood in front of Wu Yue, didn't seem to see the sky fire, nor did he feel the dangerous breath from Wu Yue. He looked directly at Wu Yue with a pair of eyes, and the look on his face was still As usual, "I said, if I can point out a way for Uncle Wu to let you achieve the Fa within a hundred years, I wonder if you are willing to exchange that **** stone for it?"

Wu Yue stood there, his eyes staring at each other for a long time, as if to distinguish, what Lin Fei said was true or false.

After a full incense stick...

Wu Yue then sat back on the bamboo chair again. In an instant, the ground fire and storm in Mo Jian Fang dissipated in an instant. It seemed as if nothing had happened before he heard Wu Yue speak again.

"Tell me."

"Sword sharpening pays attention to water droplets and stone wear, with great perseverance and wisdom to achieve the Fa, which must be clearer to me than Master Wu. As far as I am concerned, if Master Wu continues to walk step by step like this now, it is expected that the Fa will appear after about 600 years. I don’t know if I’m right?"

"Six hundred and thirty years."

"Because Uncle Wu went the wrong way."

"Hehe..." This time, Wu Yue didn't even refute, but just expressed his disdain with a sneer.

"If I remember correctly, among the elders of Mo Jianfeng, there are as many as seven who have achieved the form of swordsmanship, including two who spent nine hundred years, three who spent a thousand years, and one It took 1,300 years, but the remaining one, it took only three hundred years..."

Wu Yue continued to sneer: "The one you said is my real ancestor Canglong from Mo Jianfeng..."

"Does Uncle Wu want to say that Canglong is really talented, and future generations cannot compare with it?"

"Humph!"

"It seems that Uncle Wu didn't know much about the life of Canglong live..." Lin Fei was very patient: "If Uncle Wu is free, you can go to the second floor of Cangjian Pavilion to see the life of Canglong live. It is said that this A real Canglong man was only 50 years old to build a foundation with sword sharpening, and he only achieved Jindan when he was two hundred years old. That is to say, when Canglong real man achieved the Fa, he was already three hundred and fifty years old. Are they similar?"

"There is this in the Sword Sword Pavilion?" Listening to this, Wu Yue immediately remembered that the last time the fire dragon escaped from the sword, he couldn't help being calm for a while...

"On the second floor of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, the third row of the fifth row of bookshelves. Ask Jianzong's biography of many ancestors, you can find it there..."

"I will go and watch, you continue to say..."

"So I said, Uncle Wu is going the wrong way. Actually, it is not just Uncle Wu, the ancestors of Mo Jianfeng, except Canglong Real, I am afraid they are going the wrong way..."

"What?" Wu Yue was startled.

"Canglong real man fell into the Wancao yin cave, and did not leave any disciples before, and then asked Jianzong to experience another three hundred years of civil unrest. Until the real man of Chiyang was born, he asked Wenjianzong to rise again, then After more than three thousand years, there was another real man of Nushan who used sword sharpening to achieve the form, so I boldly inferred that after the real dragon, the inheritance of sword sharpening has been broken, even if it has not been broken, I am afraid there is also a big problem. Otherwise, why is it true that Nushan Real Man, who claims that talent is directly chasing the real man of Chiyang, spent nine hundred years to achieve the Fa?

"This..." Wu Yue froze while listening, and the whole person was already in a state of ignorance.

"It's also a coincidence that one day when I was reading the swordsmanship in the Tibetan sword pavilion, I found that some pages of a swordsmanship were actually sandwiched with pieces of paper, and the method recorded on these pieces of paper seemed to be called sword sharpening... "