Jie Hun nodded and smiled, "You can only kill insects like ants at this speed, but it's right for you to practice like this." As he spoke, Jie Hun once again activated the smelting fire and focused on smelting his infinite cold iron.
Liu Feng seemed to be able to feel that although the dancing slow sword had no lethality, it was of great benefit to the cultivation of his state of mind. It took him half a day to practice a whole set of left-hand sword skills, but he did not feel tired at all. Instead, he felt more energetic.
"It's not appropriate to practice like this without any killing moves, right?" Liu Feng raised the branch again, "Never mind, just practice first. If I can reach the old man's level, it will be considered perfect."
The branch began to move slowly in Liu Feng's hand. When he was about to stick the branch out, a hateful mosquito was biting his hand unknowingly. A huge itch came over him, and Liu Feng unconsciously stuck the branch out quickly. The combination of slow and fast made him widen his eyes.
"With this sudden acceleration, the impact of the reverse flow of the meridians doesn't seem to be that great!" Liu Feng, who had made an unexpected discovery, kept trying out the soft yet strong left-hand sword technique.
After a day, Liu Feng was even more certain that his way of practicing left-hand swordsmanship was correct.
The slow branch suddenly shook, and a red martial spirit ring shot out. Amidst a muffled sound, a puff of green smoke rose from the ground. Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, "If I were in the martial arts world, I would probably be invincible with these few moves!"
"Hey, I haven't tried flying knife for many days!" While talking to himself, Liu Feng used his internal energy. Suddenly, a broken leaf on the ground flew up. The so-called willow leaf flying knife means that a broken leaf can be used as a flying knife. Now Liu Feng can also do this. The broken leaf suddenly accelerated and shot straight to a big tree not far ahead. A red martial spirit ring appeared, and a branch was shot down by the broken leaf.
"It's back, my Willow Leaf Flying Knife is back!" Liu Feng shouted excitedly.
Turning around, I saw thick smoke rising from the Tianyan furnace. The infinite cold iron had melted into liquid, and the temperature around it had risen a lot.
The Ring Spirit turned around and said, "Boy, take out some of the sword molds from the Ring?"
"What's this sword-shaped mold, what a mess?"
Jiehun said: "Ah, it is the thing that determines the shape of the sword!"
"Are these the ones?" Liu Feng took out some molds that looked like metal but were not metal from the magic ring.
"That's right, that's right! Pick one and bring it to me!"
Looking around, many of them were strange-shaped models, and those styles were not suitable for Ye Xin. Liu Feng searched for a long time and finally found the most common model.
"Is this it?" Liu Feng picked up the mold and asked Jie Hun: "Is it so easy to forge a sword? Is it enough to just pour the molten iron into the mold?"
"Of course it has to go through forging, quenching, etc. There are many processes! Bring it here quickly!" Jiehun urged.
Liu Feng said: "After this sword is forged, it will be called the Ice Sword, right? I think Ye Xin will like it very much."
Jiehun said: "I still think it's more appropriate to give it to Liang Qianxun! After all, the Wuji Han Iron also belongs to his Liang family."
"Liang Qianxun? I wonder if the toxicity of her centrifugal pill has taken effect?" Speaking of Liang Qianxun, Liu Feng seemed to be slightly worried. "Shouldn't I be very angry when I think of her? Was it she who made Ye Xin misunderstand me?"
Liu Feng's thoughts suddenly became complicated. He had an urge to go find Ye Xin immediately, but he also wanted to see Liang Qianxun.
(End of this chapter)