Sword Master Ling Tian

Ling Tian looked at Lin Yanyan: "I will be responsible for smelting profound iron and forging sword embryos. As for the splitting of molten iron, I will leave it to the senior sister..."

"Uh... so simple..."

Rao was full of confidence in Ling Tian, ​​at this time Lin Yanyan was also a little confused.

However, when they saw that Ling Tian was able to easily melt a thousand catties of profound iron into molten iron in half an hour, the heavy suspicion in their hearts began to gradually dissipate.

Ling Tian lined up everyone in a row, each occupying their own desks.

In fact, Ling Tian just used a special production mode-assembly line!

In the previous life, the assembly line was already a model for large-scale forging weapons. The most important step in forging the mysterious iron sword was smelting and forging. The other processes could not be simpler for Jiang Tuo and others who have several years of forging experience.

"Yanyan, let's start..."

Ling Tian held a forging hammer and nodded to Lin Yanyan. The latter immediately introduces the mixed molten iron into the mold.

Clang clang clang!

The blast of hammering sounded like a gust of wind, and Jiang Tuo and the others were dumbfounded as Ling Tian swung like the wind, turning into afterimages of forging hammers.

A cup of tea is completed with a hundred hammers.

When Ling Tian handed a thin sword-shaped embryo to Xu Ying, the expressions of the three were exactly the same, unbelievable.

This, this is a novice who has never been in touch with the mixer?

"The sword embryo is so uniform, and the power is superbly controlled, my goodness..."

Xu Ying stared blankly, and she asked herself if she was doing exercises on her own, it could not be so perfect.

Is this Ling Tian an evildoer who is born to refine weapons?

"Don't froze, hurry up, don't slow down..." Ling Tian smiled slightly and motioned Lin Yanyan to continue.

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In the evening, Zhuo Hao passed by the Zhubing Pavilion again, and couldn't help but sneer, "Huh, it's a hard duck, and now I don't come to beg me. I really think that you can forge three hundred black iron swords if you sleeplessly?"

Thinking of Ling Tian's body with a fifth-grade fire, Zhuo Hao was even more angry. For many years, he has always regarded himself as the successor of Qianlian Peak. Now the sudden appearance of Ling Tian made him feel an unprecedented challenge and crisis. .

"Hehe, let me see what your embarrassment looks like..."

Mindful of this, Zhuohao stepped towards the Zhubing Pavilion, but at this moment, the sound of forging in the Zhubing Pavilion suddenly disappeared.

"Can't hold on?"

With a sneer, Zhuo Hao stepped into the pavilion and looked up to laugh at Ling Tian, ​​who was about to become a dead dog, only to find that the scene in the pavilion was a bit different from what he had imagined.

Lin Yanyan and the others surrounded Ling Tian, ​​just as they said something with a smile, Jiang Tuo also patted his thigh and raised his hands, even Xu Ying and Shen Hong looked at Ling Tian with respect.

"Brother Zhuo..."

When Xu Ying and Shen Hong saw Zhuo Hao coming in, they also immediately met.

Zhuo Hao ignored the two of them. At this time, he had been dazzled by the neatly stacked rows of swords that stretched for a hundred meters in the Zhubing Pavilion.

Three steps in two steps, Zhuo Hao walked over and picked up a sword to take a closer look. He took a breath and couldn't help but blurt out: "The superb mysterious iron sword!"

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhuo, you still know the goods, but they are all excellent mysterious iron swords, a total of three hundred, no more, no less!" Second Senior Brother Jiang Tuo smiled.

Zhuo Hao's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said coldly: "Jiang Tuo, when did Zhubingge hide so many mysterious iron swords, do you dare to conceal it?"

In his heart, these three hundred mysterious iron swords were definitely not from the hands of this group of people, not to mention that they were still good ones, and he had to forge them carefully.

"Big brother, what do you mean? These three hundred mysterious iron swords were forged by us in a hard day. What is private concealment?" Jiang Tuo straightened his waist, also a little annoyed.

Xu Ying pursed her lips, and said, "Brother Ling Tian was forged with us by Junior Brother Ling Tian. It's genuine..."

"What?! This is impossible!" Zhuo Hao held the Black Iron Sword tightly, his eyes full of incredible and deep unwillingness.

He couldn't believe that without his joining, these people could accomplish this impossible task!

Ling Tian jumped off the forging platform, patted the dust on his body, and said with a chuckle: "Big brother came just right, you can send these three hundred to Jin Yunfeng!"

"Tell them by the way, I have a thousand training lines, never compromise, let them, just come!"

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In the next few days, Ling Tian stayed in the simple place, almost except to visit his mother and younger sister, he was rarely seen. He spent all his time on cultivation.

After Ling Tian entered the ninth layer of the pure body, the Yangxin Gong became abnormally slow, and it seemed that he could not control the sea of ​​Qi that was driving Ling Tian's ever-expanding air. Simply, Ling Tian focused all his experience on martial arts training.

In the small courtyard, Ling Tian performed a step by wind, and with a light leap, he landed on the eaves.

"Tsk tusk, no loss is the light work of the middle rank of the Profound Rank!"

Just a light click, a leap out of thin air, it is more than ten feet high, and it is effortless, as if the body is light and fluttering under the wind.

This is something Ling Tian couldn't even think of in his previous life.

The time is still short, this is just the fur of the wind step, if you can cultivate to great success, you can walk in the snow without a trace, chasing the wind and the month.

It is extremely practical whether it is running away or pursuing.

With curiosity, Ling Tian fell from the eaves, flickered in the courtyard, and practiced the Thunder Sword.

With the addition of the speed of the wind chasing step, Ling Tian's Thunder Sword is full of spirituality, not only the sword is faster, but even the walking is faster than before.

Now that the speed of the wind-fighting step is combined with the walking position of the swimming body and the gossip, Ling Tian's close and trembling combat power has greatly increased.

"Ben thunder and crack the ground!"

With a loud shout, Ling Tian involuntarily used the Thunder Sword Classic's ultimate move.

"Huh! Boom!"

The stone pier was once again cut into two pieces by Lei Mang Jian Qi like cutting tofu, and the rocks on the ground were crushed by the Jian Qi, directly forming a ravine about one foot deep.

But the tip of the Qinglei Sword in Li Chen's hand was one foot away from the stone pier!

Although it was still not as long as Liu Yiyi's sword qi, but after all, Ling Tian only had the nine-fold cultivation base of the pure body.

In the past few days, the first stage of the Thunder Sword Sutra has improved again, but it is still a long way from Xiaocheng.

Putting away the Qing Lei Sword, Ling Tian was about to go out to see his mother, please and Ling Qiu'er, when he saw Lin Shan coming with Lin Yanyan.

"Ling Tian, ​​tomorrow is the day when Lingnan said the Shenbing Mansion will open for assessment. You will accompany Yanyan down the mountain overnight to test the identity of the Profound Stage Craftsman. You are by his side, and I can rest assured..." Lin Shan met Just speak.

"Hehe, I can finally go down the mountain!" Lin Yanyan was very interested.

Lin Shan sternly said, "But don't be greedy, go early and return early."

"Ling Tian, ​​Yan Yan has a stubborn nature, you have to take care of her..."

Suddenly, Lin Shan's talk changed again, and the embarrassed Lin Yanyan flushed.

"Father, who is naughty?! I'm his senior sister! I'm the one who cares about him."

Ling Tian was also taken aback for a moment: "Uh, I understand Uncle Lin..."

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"Junior Brother, according to Shui Yunfeng's disciples, Senior Sister Liu Yiyi is in retreat, and it seems that it’s been a long time and won’t come out in a short time!"

Under Shuiyun Peak, Lin Yanyan walked down slowly.

Ling Tian nodded, and sighed in his heart.

Originally, Ling Tian wanted to go to Shuiyunfeng to find Liu Yiyi, because after so many days, the latter seemed to have disappeared. Since his outer gate, he has never appeared again, and has never been to the outer courtyard. .

But Ling Tian understood that there was something wrong with going to Liu Yiyi rashly, so he didn't take any action.

This time he and Lin Yanyan went down the mountain and passed Shuiyunfeng, and couldn't help asking Lin Yanyan for help.

Knowing that Liu Yiyi was in retreat, Ling Tian felt stunned.

Faintly, he felt that Liu Yiyi was a little strange in this retreat, but as for the strangeness, he couldn't tell.

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"Fine, let's go down the mountain!" Ling Tian shook his head and turned lonely.

Lin Yanyan looked at him from behind, pursing his lips to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak.