At the end of the hour, tea was passed three times, and the hammer was forged and the sword was forged.

It's past half time, in the cave square, calm and refining the soul.

At 2:00 noon, relax your body and mind and regain your strength.

Before half time, scriptures were carved on the stone walls of the cave.

At the end of the hour, by the fire pond, I continued to swing the hammer.

Every night at Xu, wash up and go to bed to refine the dragon soul.

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This time in the mountains, there was no longer the company of Xiao Bai, nor the nagging of the old ape and the old wolf. Only Li Ye practiced alone. He repeated the monotonous practice above every day, day after day.

The dragon soul in the divine sea was wasting away bit by bit like threads peeling off a cocoon.

The sword embryo beside the fire pool gradually took on the shape of a long sword after Li Ye forged it with tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of hammers.

In less than a month, the stone wall next to the cave square was already covered with verses from the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

I don’t know, when I return to the small bluestone courtyard, how many snowflakes can I chop off with one sword?
Chapter completed!