I saw Mo Wen grabbing the heavy hammer next to the furnace with his right hand and shouting: "What are you still doing, make me a fire!" Yun Bufan didn't think too much, and pulled the fire box into a rustle, the fire in the furnace. It turned into a fire snake, and opened its mouth wide, reaching the purple rainbow in Mo Wen's hand.
But seeing Mo Wen calmly waiting to be determined, danced a sword flower, and swept the majestic momentum of the provocative anger of the big snake. Seeing that the time had come, Mo Wen lifted the hammer and patted heavily. The fire snake immediately dispersed, and then slowly formed in the furnace, gathering momentum again. Goodbye that purple rainbow, it seems to have increased spirituality.
"Boy, look carefully!"
As the shout fell, Mo Wen threw the heavy hammer upward with his right hand, and then his palm shook, and the red brilliance pranced in the palm of his hand.
"Spirit of Scarlet Fire?" Yun Bufan's heart was startled, and the fire snake in the furnace seemed to shook slightly.
"Yes, it is the Spirit of Scarlet Fire. See clearly how I make up for it." Upon Mo Wen's reminder, Yun Bufan immediately gathered his mind and stared at the old blacksmith's every move.
With a wave of his right arm, he grabbed the Fire Snake with his bare hands and sent it to the Zihong sword. Only a scream was heard, and the Fire Snake escaped into the sword, but the spiritual energy in Mo Wen's hand was also weakened. He just looked at the sword and the sword. The aura flowing out of the body is visible to the naked eye.
Huhu, the fire snake condensed in the furnace again gathered momentum, and without hearing the old trick, the fire snake scattered into the sword again.
I don’t know how long this has been repeated, but I can’t hear the secret sweat gurgling down from my forehead, and the flames in the furnace lose some power, but the purple rainbow sword is not what it used to be. Unity, exuding a strong momentum.
"Dang!" Mo Wen put down the hammer, threw the purple rainbow into the water, looked at Yun Bufan covered with sweat, and said, "Boy, do you see clearly?"
"Clear, it's just that spiritual power "````"
"In terms of spiritual power, I am not in a hurry. Since you are already familiar with the technique of replenishing the soul, my effort is not in vain. Go and have breakfast! By the way, find out my old daughter Hong, the old man, I have to treat him today. Myself, oops, I'm so exhausted." Mo Wen waved his sleeves, brushed off his shabby clothes, and strode out of the forging room.
breakfast? Looking at the blazing sun in the sky, Yun Bufan shook his head, and dragged his tired body to follow.
"Old man, you hide so tightly, why didn't I know that you could provoke the spirit of scarlet fire?" Yun Bufan choked at a meal and stared at Mo Wen's dry face.
"Hmph, you don't know much." Mo Wen sipped his lipstick, full of comfort.
"Don't say it, don't say it. By the way, your promise should be fulfilled too!"
"Young people are impetuous, and I will tell you when the time comes." After speaking, he stopped talking, but was immersed in the aroma of wine.
That day, Yun Bufan, as usual, began to temper the rough iron embryo, and the whole Qingfeng Town echoed with subtle clang.
"Boy, don't hammer, the old man and my ears are almost deaf!" Mo Wen didn't know when he came behind the boy and shouted. However, the naked boy turned a deaf ear to his unpolished iron mother, waving his strong arms and repeatedly beating.
"Hey, stop, your technique is barely in the eyes of the old man and mine. From now on, as long as you don't waste it." Mo Wen snorted and said: "It's also time to honor your promise, come with me!"
The hammer in Yun Bufan's hand stopped abruptly when he heard the words that could not be heard, and immediately followed Mo Wen. But seeing Mo Wen went straight to his alcohol-filled room, Yun Bufan moved his nose and followed along.
Seeing that the old blacksmith came to a large wooden box and stopped, he peeped with his right hand and opened the wooden box. He could not hear the dry bark of the wooden box with his hands. I am afraid it will be some years, but it is not lost. Charm.
Seeing Mo Wen's cautious expression, Yun Bufan was surprised, not knowing what kind of treasure was placed in the box.
Mo Wen placed the wooden box on the table of the Eight Immortals and pointed to the square stool beside the table and said: "Boy, sit here!" Seeing Mo Wen's expression solemnly, Yun Bufan didn't dare to neglect, so he sat down on the stool.
"Do you remember my promise to you that day?" The old blacksmith looked at the boy next to him with a faint look.
"Naturally remember, you said that when I was fifteen years old, you would tell me my life spirit." Yun Bufan looked excited and looked directly into Mo Wen's chaotic eyes.
"Yes, it's time to check your aura!"
Mo Wen looked vaguely into the void, and then said: "Since the time immemorial, the world has been filled with aura. Whether insects, fish, birds, beasts, mountains, rivers and trees, all psychics have their own auras. The world does not know why the aura remains. In this world, I don’t know when it will die out. Anyone who is psychic can conquer the world and transform the spiritual power of the world into his own use. And the spiritual aura in the world is divided into the spirit of Yaojin, the spirit of green wood, the spirit of clear water and the red fire The spirit of the earth and the spirit of the earth. All five have their own unique abilities."
"Generally speaking, each person has only one kind of natural aura. If you forcefully cultivate different spiritual powers, it is very likely that the spiritual power will conflict with each other, causing the practitioners to become distracted. In the lighter, the spiritual power is dissipated and become a useless person; The mind was greatly damaged and eventually died. But there are always some exceptions in the vast world. Some psychics with special physique can hold two kinds of auras themselves, or even more. And these special cultivators are called chaotic bodies. "
"The body of chaos?" Yun Bufan looked surprised.
"That's also a long-standing rumor. It is not easy to cultivate one kind of spiritual power to the summit, let alone many kinds." Mo Wen sighed slightly, seemingly emotional, "So, the body of chaos seems to the world to be A great good fortune, but in the eyes of the cultivator, he disagrees."
"Stop gossip, as you can see, my natal aura is the spirit of red fire. Back then, my master used this exquisite eight-treasure box to detect my natal aura. Now, I use it to explore the natal aura for you spirit."
Mo Wen retracted his gaze and slowly opened the Linglong Eight Treasure Box. Suddenly, the whole room was filled with colorful brilliance, and suddenly, it recovered as before. Mo Wen's face was filled with excitement, and Yun Bufan looked curious, wondering how this wooden box could detect the spirit of his life.
Goodbye to Mo Wen's secret spiritual power, his right arm shook, slowly injecting spiritual energy into the exquisite eight-treasure box, and instantly, a multicolored halo of palm print appeared from the bottom of the box.
"Quick, quick, put your hand up!" Seeing Mo Wen was full of excitement, Yun Bufan's heart was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to hesitate, so he hurriedly pressed his right hand up. I saw the colorful halo constantly surging, melted away from time to time, and gathered again for a while, with the buzzing sound, the entire halo became invisible.
"Old man, what's the matter? What is my natural aura?" Yun Bufan couldn't figure it out. This situation really puzzled him.
"En? This"" "I have never encountered such a situation. It may be that some time has not been used. Something went wrong, try again!" Mo Wen no longer hesitated. Inject aura into the Linglong Eight Treasure Box at once.
With the flow of spiritual power, the treasure box once again emitted a colorful halo, and immediately condensed the palm prints of colorful brilliance. Yun Bufan cautiously reached out his right palm, pressed it gently, and with a buzzing sound, the palm prints that had turned into a halo disappeared immediately, and everything was restored as before.
"This ``````" Mo Wen was astonished. He looked at the young boy who hadn't returned to his senses, and said: "It's extraordinary, judging from the reaction of this treasure box, you are very likely to be, absolutely absolutely. Spiritual!"
"Breakout?"
"It's someone who can't perceive aura!" Mo Wen groaned slightly, his gaze was a bit misty. "When the master passed the Linglong Eight Treasure Box to me, he once said that not everyone is psychic, but those who cannot perceive People with aura are infinite, even if these people exhaust their lives, they cannot manage a trace of spiritual power. Now, looking at the strange condition of this treasure box, the only explanation is that you are an infinite body!"
Mo Wen sighed deeply, but said no more. The young man next to him insists on tempering the iron embryo every day, day after day, and now he has a peerless forging in the art of forging, and his only motivation is that one day he learns of his natal spiritual power, and then he will learn to become The master of spiritual power forging!
"The Absolute Man"" "Cannot be psychic" """ Yun Bufan murmured, and he got up before he knew it, and walked out slowly.
"Sigh"````"
On the north side of Qingfeng Town, there is a Luoxia Mountain coiled around. Every time the blood sun slopes to the west, the entire mountain peak is shrouded in a red glow, and the flowers, trees, and rocks here also reveal a glowing glow. The tired bird returns to the nest, and there is peace and harmony during the game between birds and animals.
At this moment, in the pine-leaf forest under the mountain, a young man’s shadow casts his back on the path paved with pine leaves. The outer bark of a pine tree next to the road has been damaged, and there are even traces of blood on the cloth. The young man’s hands , The blood kept dripping, and the pine leaves were dyed red.
"Why? Why am I a survivor, why on earth?" "" A whistling and whistling sounded at the bottom of Luoxia Mountain, hovering in the entire pine forest for a long time.``````
Inside Mowen's blacksmith's shop, there is a slightly decadent yard with a four-corner table, a jug of wine, and two cups.
"Don't be discouraged, brat, although the practice of aura is a great way, but what if it is gone. Isn't the ordinary people living so happily? There is nothing at all, there is nothing!" Mo Wen said to the side dishes, Look up and pour a cup of old daughter red.
"Old man, I'm not discouraged, I'm just not reconciled. You know how much hardship I have put in to practice spiritual power and how much pain I have endured. But the thief God actually treated me like this!" Yun Bufan said, Yun Bufan was full of sullenness. Wine, "cough cough, it burned me to death, cough "````"
"Haha, you kid, how can anyone drink like you." Mo Wen put aside his wine glass and said, "Now you are fifteen, so you can't always stay with my old man and eat for nothing. I will do it tomorrow. Take a letter from the book to the little girl named Jianmen, and you will practice in Jianmen in the future!"
Yun Bufan was amazed, but unexpectedly this old blacksmith was so deft that he could send a copy of the book to Jianmen, but seeing that Mo Wen didn't have the slightest smile on his face, he was not suspicious.
"The sword gate seems to be uneven these days. I saw that the purple rainbow sword seemed to have been damaged by a peerless master, and it must have encountered a thorny point. However, the sword gate has a deep background and can't get out of Da Louzi. You can go there. To have a long experience."