War Emperor

He looked at Lin Han, his eyes full of cruelty, knowing that this kid was finished, and his master was there, he would definitely pay back this hatred twice.

"Lin Han, okay, dare to beat my dear disciple, look at the old man, don't peel your skin off." Sun Shicai suddenly became angry, rolled his arms and sleeves, and rushed towards Lin Han.

Yun Feiyang was so happy, there was an urge to laugh out loud, and he seemed to expect that Lin Han would be cleaned up by his master next.

The master is a well-known "hob meat" in Xiandao, but no matter who is of different generations, if he provokes him, the kid will beat him.

However, just as he thought of this, the next moment, Lin Han's words made the laugh on his face suddenly solidified.

"Elder Sun, do you want to break through and reach the realm of the Sword Casting King?" Lin Han glanced at Sun Shicai with a faint smile and said with a smile.

"Karma!" A fluttering sentence, like an invisible rope, suddenly pulled Sun Shicai, causing his body to stiffen in place, and the anger on his face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes stared like death. Looking at Lin Han with ordinary fish eyes, he was a little dazed.

He is the chief swordsmith in Xiandao, and the water product has indeed reached the level of the swordsmith.

For him, the emperor of the sword, that is the realm he dreamed of.

He has studied sword-making all his life, how could he not want to step into the sword-making emperor!

Even dreaming of wanting to step in, Lin Han's words completely attracted him.

"Boy, what do you mean, can you help me break into the emperor of swordsmithing?" Sun Shicai swallowed and said in a trembled voice.

It's not to blame him, this attraction is so great that no swordsmith can resist it.

"I can't talk about help, just give you a few pointers, it's almost the same." Lin Han smiled faintly.

"Boy, do you know the end of bragging." Sun Shicai's face sank. With his level, how could he need a little boy to give pointers?

Lin Han's words were too crazy.

"Are I bragging? You will naturally know next. I will ask you a question first." Lin Han smiled slightly and didn't care. After having been in contact with Hong for so long, his vision of sword casting was already beyond ordinary. .

After all, Hong is the number one swordsman in ancient and modern times, even the emperor of the swordsman, in front of him, can't be beaten.

"If you want to ask any questions, just ask." Sun Shicai said.

"You've been casting swords recently, have your chest been a little stuffy?" Lin Han smiled.

"How do you know?" Sun Shicai touched his chest, his face changed.

"That's because you are often beside the sword-forging furnace, your heart is overwhelming, and you have accumulated too much, and need to be adjusted, otherwise, if you continue like this, you will not only fail to reach the sword-forging emperor, but your body will be in trouble." Lin Han said.

Sun Shicai was shocked. Yao Feng had indeed told him this point. He hadn't paid attention to it. He didn't expect Lin Han to see the clue at a glance. He couldn't help but said, "How to treat it?"

Lin Han took out the pen and ink, wrote a prescription on the paper, and said to Sun Shicai: "According to this prescription, let Yaofeng refine a batch of medicinal powder for you, and take it every day for about two months."

Sun Shicai took it and was a little shocked. Although he knew that Lin Han had amazing alchemy water quality, he didn't expect that he would solve the fire poison problem in his body so easily.

After all, even the prescription prescribed by Yaofeng is not so effective.

At the beginning, he just thought it was too much trouble, so he was too lazy to adjust.

"Then how can I be promoted to the emperor of sword casting?" Sun Shicai asked again.

After witnessing Lin Han's methods, he was really convinced by him.

After all, Lin Han was young, and the alchemy water product was no longer under the medicine maple. It was really enchanting.

"The emperor of sword-making depends on talent. Blindly practice is not enough. It needs to understand the nature of the world, the mountains and the grass, and even the sun, moon and stars. One day, if you accumulate enough, it will naturally happen." Lin Han Smiled lightly and said: "But this time is very long. If you don't have enough talent, you may have a lifetime of comprehension, and you must be mentally prepared. I just showed you a way."

The emperor of swordsmithing was no longer limited to the simple refining of weapons. At that time, the mountains, rivers, trees, and the world had to use it.

Therefore, if you want to enter the emperor of sword forging, you must have accumulation in this area.

Sun Shicai's body was shocked, feeling that Lin Han's words were like a bang, making him suddenly clear.

Over the years, in order to pursue more exquisite sword-making skills, he has been practicing by the stove.

But under such hard work, instead of making significant progress, he felt that he had a demon, which made him a little tired.

Lin Han's words are really like a guiding light to him!

The emperor of sword-making, and all living beings in ancient times, can reach very few of them.

Just blindly building a car behind closed doors is naturally not enough. He really needs to start from the natural world.

Then, he got excited and looked at Lin Han, not knowing what to say. After ten years of hard training, he is not as good as the Master. Now he feels that Lin Han is like his nobleman. He wakes up a little bit and saves him a lot of detours.

"Little friend, thank you for your kindness, this old man, thank you so much." Then, he hesitated for a moment, and his expression was awe-inspiring. In the horrified eyes of Yan Huo'er and Yun Feiyang, he looked at Lin Hanxing A bow, a bow to the ground, very solemnly.

Yun Feiyang was dumbfounded as if hit by five thunders.

Oh my god, his master was fooled by this kid in a few words, is there any reason for this?

Yan Huo'er was also horrified. What kind of freak is Lin Han, really instructing a sword-making heavenly king? This is fantastic.

She felt that Lin Han had begun to become tall and stalwart, and the young figure was extremely dazzling with a mysterious temperament.

"It's just a small matter, are you still looking for trouble with me now?" Lin Han smiled faintly and patted Sun Shicai on the shoulder.

Sun Shicai is the King of Swordsman, an ordinary disciple, it is too late to respect him, who dares to pat him on the shoulder? This is simply plucking the tiger's head and looking for death.

But at this moment, Sun Shicai didn't feel the slightest irritation. On the contrary, it was somewhat useful. He arched his hands and said with a pleasing smile on his face: "What do you say, little friends, the bad guys have eyes but don't know Taishan, and they provoke you. Blind, I will severely warn him in the future not to trouble you, and even listen to you."

"Pop!" He turned around and slapped Yun Feiyang's face with a slap, and cursed, "You know?"

Yun Feiyang had been fooled by Lin Han with a few words, his master was stunned and slapped, his face flushed immediately.

He couldn't wait to find a place to sew in, nodding like a chicken, only saying in shame: "Yes, I know."

"Okay, don't embarrass Senior Brother Yun. He is young and ignorant, so I won't take it to heart." Lin Han waved his hand and turned to leave.

Yun Feiyang almost burst into tears. Damn, he was a devil who was beaten by a disciple, and he was criticized and educated like a child, which is totally unreasonable.

"My little friend, go slowly, what you said just now is of great value to me, and I have nothing to express. If you accept these things, it is also my heart." Sun Shicai groaned, suddenly Take out a package and hand it to Lin Han with a smile.

"This is..." Lin Han opened the package, and suddenly came down.