From that day on, Yi Yun began a life of training that made him both painful and happy.
Because Munro didn't want others to know his existence, Yi Yun still had to learn the skills of forging iron and making weapons from his uncle during the day, and for about an hour and a half after dinner in the evening, he had his grandfather teach him various martial arts.
Basic common sense on the mainland: such as history, geography, astronomy, theology, art of war, aristocratic etiquette, etc. General knowledge.
Only the few hours before going to bed at night were the time for him to practice his fighting spirit and magic power.
When he was still in the Lanville family, the daily hours were always so long that he had to think about how to pass them away, but now he always laments why there is never enough time...
Fortunately, after being reminded by Munro, Yi Yun discovered that he could actually practice Burning Tribulation Purple Flame Dou Qi while forging iron and making weapons, and the effect was a bit better than usual.
"The Burning Tribulation Purple Flame Kung Fu is originally a fire-attribute fighting spirit. In addition to being beneficial to the absorption of fire elements, forging in front of the stove can also train the muscle strength of the arms and waist. It can also take the opportunity to enhance mental concentration and practice fighting spirit and magic.
They all have great benefits." Monroe said while watching Yi Yun forge.
"Future generations really don't know what to say!" After rolling his eyes, Monroe continued: "We in the Start lineage will do this blacksmithing work, not to make a living, but to assist in the training of fighting spirit.
, just listening to what weapon refining technique you renamed Burning Tribulation Purple Flame, I can tell that you have gone astray and put the cart before the horse."
Yi Yun somewhat disagreed: "But some of our ancestors have made great achievements in refining weapons. They have even refined a magic weapon - the Tiger Soul Sword."
Munro was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a smile: "Magic weapon? How can manpower refine a magical weapon? You should be talking about magic weapons! As long as the tribesmen who practice the burning tribulation and purple flame fighting spirit can make it,
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"Magic weapon?" Yi Yun stopped the work of smelting iron and asked with some surprise: "You said that anyone who practices this technique can make it? I heard that the Tiger Soul Sword can generate flames by itself. Is this a magic weapon?
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After listening to Yi Yun's words, Munro became even more sure and laughed loudly: "The sword can produce flames because it automatically absorbs the fire elements of heaven and earth and can be released through fighting energy, so it produces flames! But this kind of fire is produced!
A magic weapon of this level can only be regarded as a third-grade or fourth-grade magic weapon, and you actually call it a magic weapon? Haha, hahaha!"
The Tiger Soul Sword is only considered a third- or fourth-grade magic weapon? It is a divine sword passed down from generation to generation by Emperor Qiwu! Yi Yun couldn't believe it.
Munro looked at Yi Yun's incredulous look and said with a smile: "Boss, let me teach you some common sense. Magic weapons are divided into six grades: first and second grade magic weapons can only absorb a small amount of heaven and earth elements, and their effects are dispensable. At most
It's just sharper; those of the third and fourth grades can absorb a large amount of elements of heaven and earth, and can use fighting energy to stimulate the elements. The power of the fourth-grade magic weapon will be several times stronger than that of the third grade. The Tiger Soul Sword you mentioned should fall into this category.
"The fifth and sixth grades, in addition to absorbing more elements, can also store magic in weapons."
"Boom~~~!"
Yi Yun was a little dizzy and couldn't believe what he heard. He asked in shock: "Can you store magic? Then wouldn't it make you invincible if you have a sixth-grade magic weapon?"
Munro stood up and sat down in the burning iron furnace. As a spiritual body, he was not afraid of the fire. Feeling the fluctuations of the fire element, his face showed a sense of satisfaction: "Of course it is impossible! Above the fifth grade.
The magic weapon can only store one kind of magic of the same element. Once it is used up, it is gone and you have to cast it again. Moreover, the power of the magic emitted by the weapon is only less than half of the original, and there may be a lot of damage during battle.
It’s useful, but it’s far from invincible.”
Yi Yun nodded secretly in his mind. This was only reasonable. Otherwise, as long as he had a high-level magic weapon in his hand, wouldn't he be invincible?
However, even so, having a fifth-grade or above magic weapon can greatly increase your strength. I can't help but ask: "Then can I create such a weapon?"
Munro glared at Yi Yun: "You're still learning to walk, are you thinking about running away? With your current strength, you can't even forge low-grade magic weapons. When your fighting spirit reaches the level of Seven-Star War Lord,
Only then will we have the opportunity to create the lowest level fifth-grade magic weapon. Strength, strength determines everything!"
Yi Yungan stared. Boss Monroe always hung a big radish in front of his little donkey. If he wanted to eat it, he would run forward.
He steeled himself, picked up the iron and hammer, and started hammering again, condensing his fighting spirit.
From that day on, Yi Yun practiced Burning Tribulation Purple Flame Dou Qi during the day while blacksmithing, and spent a few hours before going to bed at night to practice magic and spiritual power.
The rest of the time was used to learn various knowledge. Pusius was very attentive to Yi Yun's professors. Not one day was repeated when teaching various theories. Not only was Yi Yun easy to learn and understand, but even Munro was also
I look forward to this time every night.
Munro lived in an era that was more than 6,900 years ago, and many customs and customs were completely different from what they are now. Based on common sense, Munro could be said to be the same as Yi Yun, a seven-year-old boy.
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On the Qiongwu Continent, the history of nearly seven thousand years is enough to produce many touching stories. Yi Yun loved to hear these stories, and Menluo was equally crazy about them. Many times, Yi Yun even doubted whether this boss would be
I lied about my age to him, so why do I love listening to bedside stories so much...
Just like today's "Story Time", just listen to Pusius' voice with a hint of vigor: "More than four thousand years ago, there was a mysterious race in the sea-the mermaid tribe. They were the most beautiful.
The mermaid princess fell in love with the prince of an unknown country, so she went through all kinds of hardships, passed nine tribulations, seven forty-nine tests, ninety-nine and eighty-one tribulations, and finally became a
She became a human and came to find the prince..., the mermaid princess finally turned into foam in the sea, and the prince hanged himself to die in love..."
After finally finishing the part about how even a dog could vomit three liters of blood, Pusius looked at Yi Yun's crazy face with satisfaction, but he didn't see that behind Yi Yun, there was also a pair of big watery eyes.
, was nodding his head...
Everyone's life span is about the same. It depends on how you use it. The differences in countless time points add up to the overall gap.
What does an average seven-year-old child do every day? Yi Yun doesn't know. He only knows that under the arrangements of Boss Monroe, his life is full of pain and joy, and he lives an extremely fulfilling life.
In days like this, as time passed day by day, Yi Yun's strength grew obviously.
The most golden time of cultivation in everyone's life is when he is three years old. However, Yi Yun did not officially enter the path of cultivation until he was seven years old. It was already too late. Fortunately, he met Munro.
None of the courses that Munro arranged for Yi Yun were easy, but they were all within the range that Yi Yun could bear. As a star domain expert, he understood the key to each stage of training. He let
Yi Yun started from the key points and never took any detours. To have such a master must be the dream of every warrior on the continent.
Days pass day by day, and a year passes like this...