(After practicing hard, it’s time to show off your skills)
"Your blow was a little stronger."
"Your hammer should be slower."
In the foundry room, Chen Zong was swinging the hammer, while Elder Lie stood aside and watched, saying something from time to time.
Although Chen Zong refused to be his apprentice that day and made him leave angrily, Chen Zong came to the foundry as usual the next day. Elder Lie acted as if nothing had happened. However, his attitude towards Chen Zong was different from before.
He is obviously much better, and he often comes to Chen Zong to give him advice.
When someone gave him some advice, Chen Zong naturally wouldn't refuse, and his blacksmithing skills improved by leaps and bounds.
September 6, 395 in the Zhenwu Calendar.
It took Chen Zong more than twenty days to become a warrior.
Practice your sword!
Spectral glimpse.
In an instant, two sword lights shot through the air, and it could still be distinguished that next to the two sword lights, there were two more blurry sword lights.
"A breakthrough is coming."
With a secret thought, Chen Zong continued to practice.
Over and over again, until the sword strikes out and there are four clear sword lights.
One sword divides four lights, which is the first stage of the light splitting sword technique.
It took a total of just over twenty days from being exposed to the Spectral Sword Technique to practicing the first level to the level of Xiaocheng. Compared with the previous practice of the Eight Forms of True Sword, the progress was almost the same, which made Chen Zong even more aware of the extraordinary difference of the Eight Forms of True Sword.
Ordinary.
"Perhaps, I should spend more time practicing the Eight Forms of True Sword to the most subtle state." Chen Zong secretly thought, with some daydreams: "Maybe, if I practice the Eight Forms of True Sword to the most subtle state, the mysterious sword tip will give
My sword skills are better."
After practicing the Eight Forms of the True Sword thirty times, go back to the house, take a short rest, and practice the first level of the Fierce Tiger Kung Fu.
After twenty days of practice, his Qi and blood have increased a lot compared to before, but there is still a big gap between the fullness of Qi and blood at the fifth level. Chen Zong estimates that in the absence of external assistance such as animal blood pills, he can do it alone.
It will take one year to reach the fifth level of Qi and Blood Realm through one's own efforts.
Even if he has tempered his blood energy seven times, those who have tempered their blood energy three times will take many years to reach the fifth level of the energy and blood realm without external help.
What's more, as age increases, the qi and blood throughout the body will slowly deplete. Only by breaking through to the seventh level of the qi and blood realm and forming the qi and blood small heaven can this depletion be delayed.
"After a while, I will be able to receive the first month's task reward for the foundry. I wonder how many contribution points it will have?"
The reward for becoming an apprentice in the foundry is closely related to the evaluation given by Elder Lie. Now that Elder Lie is very favorable to me, his evaluation should not be low.
On September 10, 395 in the Zhenwu calendar, Chen Zong entered the clan hall, which was exactly one year old.
afternoon.
In the foundry room, Chen Zong swung the hammer to create ordinary iron blocks.
The hammer was lifted up and then lowered, gently hitting the thick iron, and in an instant another hammer was hit harder.
After twenty days of repeated use and the occasional guidance from Elder Lie, the four key points of light, heavy, urgent and slow have reached a level where they can be easily changed.
If we compare it to a martial arts, now, Chen Zong has reached the state of great success.
However, in just a short period of time, the crude iron did not need to be sent into the furnace again to be red-hot before it was transformed into ordinary iron by Chen Zong.
It is ten centimeters long, ten centimeters wide and ten centimeters high. It has a flat and smooth surface and fine texture. You can tell at a glance that it is a piece of high-quality iron. The iron sword smelted and cast from such a piece of iron will be superior in terms of hardness, toughness and sharpness.
Sharper, often better.
Doing the math, this is the forty-fourth piece of mortal iron that Chen Zong personally crafted after coming to the foundry. It is enough to smelt and cast forty-four mortal iron swords or mortal iron knives.
"Let's take a piece today."
After packing up in a few moments, Chen Zong greeted Chen Wuhou and Chen Qi and left the foundry.
"Brother, walk slowly." Chen Wuhou waved his hand with a smile. He admired this clan brother from the beginning and now has an unspeakable jealousy in his heart.
Chen Qi was very envious and a little embarrassed, after all, what he said before didn't sit well with her.
If there are no accidents, today should be the day when new children enter the family hall, and Chen Yiming should also arrive.
"Chen Zhigang, why are you here?"
Before seeing Chen Yiming, Chen Zong met someone unexpected.
"Humph, if you can come, of course I can come too." Chen Zhigang was startled when he saw Chen Zong, his face full of vigilance, and then he snorted disdainfully.
After staring at Chen Zhigang for a few seconds, Chen Zong suddenly smiled and ignored him.
I remembered that there seems to be a rule in the Clan Hall. If the loser in the clan martial arts battle can raise his cultivation level to the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm and become a warrior within the next year, he will also be eligible to enter the Clan Hall. Chen Zhigang is
This is the case.
Regarding this rule, Chen Zong only learned about it after he became a warrior.
"Chen Zhigang, the family hall is not as good as being in the family." Chen Zong said, it was his business whether he could understand.
"I will surpass you and then trample you under my feet." Chen Zhigang clenched his fists with anger on his face.
Shaking his head, Chen Zong ignored Chen Zhigang. With Chen Zhigang's abilities, he was nothing in the family hall. Soon he would realize the facts clearly. Even if Chen Zhigang could rise, so what, he could defeat him twice.
You can defeat him three times, and the gap between the two sides will only get wider and wider.
In the outer hall, Chen Zong found Chen Yiming.
"Brother Zong." Chen Yiming was very excited when he saw Chen Zong.
"Yes, as a disciple of the outer hall, you must practice hard and strive to temper your blood energy to the limit and break through to become a warrior." Chen Zong encouraged.
"Brother Zong, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to practice and follow in your footsteps." Chen Yiming was full of confidence, as was the case for people who had just arrived at the clan hall.
Chen Yiming is a boxing practitioner and will be assigned to the boxing group. Chen Zong is a sword practitioner, so he cannot provide much help to Chen Yiming in terms of practice. As for the Tiger Force Boxing, everything that needs to be said has been said before.
"How are my father, my aunt, and Ariel?" Chen Zong asked quickly. This was one of the main reasons why he came to see Chen Yiming.
"With Aunt Biqing taking care of me, Uncle Zhengtang is living a good life. They asked me to tell Brother Zong to practice well and don't worry about them." Chen Yiming smiled and said: "And Ariel, he has now reached the first level of Qi and Blood Realm.
, Brother Zong, do you think how strong his one arm is?"
"Seven hundred kilograms?" Chen Zong was about to guess six hundred kilograms, but then he thought about it. Yang Lie was born with supernatural power. Perhaps after his cultivation level improved, his strength would increase beyond the standard.
"Brother Zong, how did you guess it?" Chen Yiming, who was originally planning to show off, said with a face on his face, but then became excited again: "It's only seven hundred kilograms. If Ariel's cultivation reaches the peak of the third level of Qi and Blood Realm, how much will it cost alone?"
His arm strength definitely exceeds a thousand kilograms, and he has also started to hit hard. It’s really scary to think about it.”
Chen Zong also smiled. He felt very happy every time he talked with Chen Yiming. He was also satisfied with the progress of Yang Lie's cultivation.
The two chatted for a while. After Chen Zong encouraged Chen Yiming again, he told Chen Yiming that if anything happened, he could come to him and that he would come to see him every now and then before leaving.
Back in the house, Chen Zong began to practice the Fierce Tiger Kung Fu. He felt the power of Qi and blood rushing through his body. His whole body seemed to be filled with strong power, which made him intoxicated.
However, when cultivating the power of Qi and blood, you must pay attention to the scale. Once it is exceeded, it will cause damage to your body, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
Taking out the "Little Sword Classic", Chen Zong flipped through it and interpreted it word for word.
The content of this Little Sword Classic will never get boring every time you read it. On the contrary, the more you read it, the more interesting it becomes, and the more you see Chen Zong’s understanding of swords and swordsmanship deepen.
After reading it again and putting it back in its original position, Chen Zong planned to go outside for a walk. As soon as the door opened, he saw a person reaching out to knock on the door.
"Is something wrong?" Chen Zong asked.
"You are Chen Zong, right? This is an invitation for you." The man handed a red and gold-gilded post to Chen Zong, his eyes full of confusion and envy.
"Invitation?" Chen Zong was confused and took the post.
The base is bright red, and the gilding features are three large characters and a golden dragon shape, as if it is about to soar into the sky.
"Shenglong sticker?" Looking at the three golden characters, Chen Zong became more confused. He couldn't help but open it and understood it instantly.
This rising dragon sticker was sent by the Tang family. To be precise, it was given to Chen Zong by someone from Tang Junluo, with the purpose of inviting Chen Zong to go to Zhengwu Tower to participate in the rising dragon meeting held for him by the Tang family in the morning three days later.
"Tang Junluo... Shenglonghui..." Chen Zong closed the invitation and thought: "Could it be that Tang Junluo successfully broke through the limit and tempered his blood energy eight times?"
Originally, tempering seven times of blood energy was the limit of Fengwucheng. Tempering eight times would break the limit, break the record, and create a higher record. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first genius in the history of Fengwucheng. In this case
, it was only natural for the Tang family to hold a grand party for him.
Apart from that, Chen Zong couldn't think of anything else.
"In three days?"
"It just so happens that I have been in Fengwucheng for a year, but apart from going in and out, I have never seen the scenery of Fengwucheng. Anyway, I took this opportunity to take a look." Close the Shenglong post.
, Chen Zong showed a smile on his face, presumably the reason why Tang Junluo sent him the invitation was because the two had a draw when they were martial arts disciples, which attracted his attention. Otherwise, with his own background, he would not be able to get into the eyes of the other party.
Presumably, the person who just sent him the invitation was puzzled as to why he, a descendant from a branch of the fourth level of the Qi and Blood Realm, could get an invitation from the Tang family. He must be envious of it.
Then, in addition to himself, other geniuses should also be invited. The purpose is naturally to highlight Tang Junluo's excellence.
It's a good opportunity to meet the geniuses of other families.
The path of a warrior is never a one-man show. If you want to become stronger, opponents are essential, as are friends.
The incident of Sheng Long Tie did not affect Chen Zong's normal practice. He went to the foundry every day to forge a few pieces of mortal iron and practiced the Splitting Light Sword Technique and the Fierce Tiger Technique. All aspects were improving little by little.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Chen Zong walked out of the family hall with his refined iron sword.