The fire gradually grew.

Although there were several large jars of water filling in the courtyard on the left of the weapon refining pavilion, and all seven or eight senior brothers worked hard to put out the fire, there were still some drops of water drops. The fire was only a little stalemate at the beginning, but then it became heavier and thick smoke rolled up and went straight into the sky.

"Oops!"

"If this continues, the weapon refining pavilion will be lit!"

I don't know who exclaimed.

Feng Yi's face was evaporated red by the heat waves. He also looked up when he heard this sound. Sure enough, he saw the fire gradually spreading towards the weapon refining pavilion. Unfortunately, the fire was too close to the weapon refining pavilion. If he learned to establish an isolation belt to remove combustible objects in advance, he would be afraid that the weapon refining pavilion would be removed directly?

"What are you panic?!"

At this moment, a figure fell in the air. It was the fireworks that Feng Yi had glanced at before, describing a embarrassed person. When he looked closely, he could not tell that this person was his uncle Yan Zhenghui!

"Yan, Uncle Yan?"

Yan Zhenghui heard a slightly unfamiliar voice. When he turned around and saw Feng Yi, he unexpectedly said, "Why did Master Feng come to me?" He only said one sentence, and then turned to the seven or eight senior brothers and scolded, "I have taught you not to panic when you encounter something, why did you forget them all?"

A senior brother was anxious and raised his hand to wipe his sweat. He couldn't help saying, "Uncle Master, please put out the fire first! If you really lit the weapon refining pavilion, let alone the master is not easy to explain, I'm afraid that Elder Xu would even alarm!"

"Hmph!" Yan Zhenghui's old god is here, "Uncle Master still needs you to teach me?"

But with that being said, he acted immediately.

Unlike Feng Yi's various fire-extinguishing methods, Yan Zhenghui took a few steps towards the scorching fire scene. With a wave of his hand, a little white light flew out of his cuffs, which suddenly rose, revealing a white jade tower about three inches high. The tower god's light was shining, and as soon as it came out, it immediately emitted a cold air. Feng Yi, who was far away, couldn't help but shivered by the cold air, and immediately looked at the white jade tower intently.

"go!"

He didn't see Yan Zheng doing extra movements. With just a call, the white tower flew to the fire and then hung in the air. Then Yan Zheng changed the magic tricks in his hand, and the speed even made Feng Yi, who was looking directly, think that there was an illusion. Yan Zheng would use these magic tricks to stimulate the power of the white tower with his strong Taoist true energy.

Everyone saw the white light and divine light was soaring. It seemed that a spiritual aperture was blooming in the air. The invisible cold air suddenly spread out, and a white mist appeared out of thin air in the air!

"Everyone retreats!"

Yan Zhenghui shouted, and Feng Yi and the senior brothers quickly retreated. Almost as they retreated, the white mist stirred by the invisible cold air spread and chased after him. Fortunately, they were soon imprisoned by inexplicable power and did not completely expand.

Feng Yi shivered.

It was clearly the scorching heat of flames, but within a few steps, the temperature dropped sharply like the biting cold winter. When he looked up again, the scene in front of him shocked him - the flames had just risen several feet, and the fire scene, which was rolling in thick smoke, changed its appearance in a flash. The thick and solid ice frozen everything and revealed the situation of the fire scene. However, no matter the charred wood, some stoves, forging tables, etc. that could still be seen, were covered with crystal ice crystals out of thin air. Even the black ash rising with the fireworks in the air were frozen in the ice!

Feng Yi opened his mouth, feeling his lips dry and could not say a word.

His eyes could not hide the burning heat of yearning, and his mind was shocked for a long time and could not extricate himself - it was so amazing! Can a person's power reach such a level?

As for the fire, it disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

Compared to Feng Yi who was shocked to the point of being lost, the other senior brothers were obviously much more calm.

One of them was the one who had just talked to Feng Yi. The senior brother named Hou Che breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the fire extinguished, and said with gratitude: "Fortunately, you borrowed the 'Xuanbing Tower', otherwise you really don't know what to do!"

Yan Zhenghui glanced at him, reached out to recall the Baita, took back his sleeves, and said, "I told you that you don't have to panic. Now, do you believe it? Just a mere flame, how can you stump your wise and powerful uncle?"

Hou Che has been going up the mountain for quite some time.

At first, he had not shown his talent for cultivation. He once complained about being stuck in the "Three Levels of Yuqing". Later, he accidentally chose Yan Zhenghui and came to Qingyuan Peak to be an apprentice of sword-making. Although he later made breakthroughs in his cultivation after Uncle Yan's suggestion, he did not leave, but became more interested in sword-making.

He and Yan Zhenghui are both teachers and friends, and have close relationships, but they are more like friends than masters and apprentices. Therefore, they speak more casually, and of course, there are also reasons why Yan Zhenghui himself does not pay attention to those false rituals.

Hou Che said: "Uncle Master, wouldn't you also expose the accident today when you borrowed the elder's magic weapon? Aren't you afraid that the elder will blame him?"

Yan Zhenghui smiled mysteriously and said, "So I secretly took away the 'Xuan Bing Tower'. Don't you know that such a teacher uncle?"

"—?" Hou Che widened his eyes, "If you are so bold and arrogant, if you are a master, you will not offend me first?"

Yan Zhenghui waved his hand and said indifferently: "Isn't it enough for me to put it back quietly later? - Well, I have to remember this lesson today. I didn't expect that the fire-type materials and flame talismans would be combined together to make such a big noise!"

Hou Che sighed helplessly: "At the beginning, I reminded you of Uncle Master, right? You have to try this way!" Yan Zhenghui snorted and said with a righteous face: "If you don't try this way, you will be sure that this will happen? OK, don't be nagging, it seems like you are Uncle Master! I'll go back the tower, wait for the ice to melt, and it's important to quickly clean up the sword casting workshop!"

Before leaving, Yan Zhenghui called Feng Yi and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Nephew, you helped Uncle Master today. I have recorded this friendship! Work hard to practice, and wait until you reach the 'Essence Realm', Uncle Master will personally forge a handy magic weapon for you! - Of course, you have to prepare the materials yourself, haha!"

Hearing such a promise, Feng Yi's polite words came to his lips but immediately changed. He hurriedly said happily: "Disciple thanked Master Yan!" Yan Zhenghui smiled and left, leaving straightforward. Feng Yi looked at the back of the uncle who was leaving, with a strange look on his eyes and said softly: "I didn't expect Master to be like this on weekdays."

"Hahaha," Hou Che smiled when he heard his words, "Uncle Master has always been approachable. If you don't come to Qingyuan Peak, you are naturally not familiar with Uncle Master's temperament." Feng Yi nodded and said, "By the way, Senior Brother Hou, what happened just now?"

"Well, ask this," Hou Che scratched his head, "This matter is a long story. Junior Brother Feng, do you know that Uncle Master is our famous sword-casting master?" As Hou Che told the story, Feng Yi gradually learned about the cause and effect of the accident just now.

It turns out that after Yan Zhenghui inherited the Chaoyang sword-making technique, he specialized in research for more than a hundred years and gradually became a master of a generation. I dare not say that other magic weapons are used by a single fairy sword, but a single fairy sword forging a Yan Zhenghui can be called the best! As long as the immortal sword he cast is complete, the power of the final product is not as good as the magic weapon used by the first real person like "Chinyan" or "Shenque"!

Of course, there are limits. Yan Zhenghui made a sword. Compared with the famous Qingyun sword "Slaying Dragon", there is still a little gap between the nine heavenly magic weapons like "Tianya", let alone the divine sword "Zhu Xian" that suppresses Qingyun fortune.

Therefore, he has been seeking a breakthrough in sword making techniques.

After several years of exploration and experimentation, he even turned over the Qingyun sword making, treasure refining and other books, and really let him find a way. If he could comprehend, his sword making technique would probably leaps into a big way. At that time, the reappearance of the Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers such as "Dragon Slaying" will no longer be a delusion!

"Uncle Master got inspired by an ancient letter from Dazhu Peak. The letter was inherited by the ancestor of Dazhu Peak, a 'Run Book of Runes' named 'Zhi Shuo Zhenren', which is extremely difficult and mysterious. Uncle Master believes that if he can understand the combination of the 'Run Book of Runes' and the sword-making method, the power of the immortal sword doubles with the blessing of the talisman, and he can reach the level of the divine weapon."

Hou Che couldn't help but sigh when he said this: "But this method is very difficult. We tried it dozens of times, but we still didn't find any rules, and we still had to try and make mistakes. The terrible scene you saw just now was the accident caused by the "Fire Soul Iron" by Master, who forcibly carving the "Yanqi" talisman on the "Fire Soul Iron". The flame power exploded, causing an accident."

Feng Yi left Qingyuan Peak.

He left with deep shock and infinite expectations.

Hou Che said a lot to him, but in the end, he almost forgot everything, only remembering one thing - Uncle Yan, perhaps he could reappear the Nine Heavens Divine Soldiers like "Slaying Dragon"!

Just now, Uncle Master had just agreed to forge an immortal sword for himself!

Thinking about it this way does it mean that you will be able to have a "Dragon-Slaying Sword" immediately?

So he was moved.

The heart that was gradually calming again stirred again, and the thought of practicing became unprecedentedly firm and urgent!

"When you go back, memorize the "Qingjing Sutra"!" Feng Yi was so angry, "If you can't memorize it, copy it a hundred times! If you can't finish copying it, read it aloud two hundred times! If you can't finish reading it, then--"

This trip to Qingyuan Peak, Feng also gained a lot.

Therefore, there was an alternative practitioner on Chaoyang Peak since then.

After getting up every day, Feng Yi not only went to Zhuxia Peak to learn sword techniques, but also comprehended the Taoist scriptures he carried with him. After reading a volume, he went to the Sutra Pavilion to replace it and read it. Occasionally, he would go to the sword casting workshop to help, or go to Chaoyang Main Peak to pay homage to his master.

He was full of confidence and determined to read the Taoist scriptures within a year and understand the mystery of the "mysterious realm".

The winter snow is awesome and the spring rain is bursting.

The summer is hot and the autumn is full of fruits.

One year.

Another year.

No one expected that time would pass by like a flash of time. Before he could react, five years had passed. A ten-year-old child has grown into a fifteen-year-old boy. His originally thin body has become solid and straight, and his dark skin will also develop the white and rosy young man.

Time left a lot of time on him and took away a lot of it.

A warm and gentle demeanor on his body has faded away the sinisterness and darkness that once lived in miserable life. Anyone who saw it would praise him, "What a rich and polite young man." Now, looking at it again, no one would have thought that he would gradually grow up to be a heroic young man. He was once a beggar who was in a daze and could not eat enough.

However.
Chapter completed!