Liu Feng set out on the journey to Wuling Mountain of Wuling Sect alone.
When walking on the road, he would often take out the ice sword. The ice sword could not emit cold air when it was not unsheathed, but Liu Feng would often look at the sword and smile foolishly from time to time.
"Ye Xin will definitely be very happy when she sees the magic sword I gave her!" Liu Feng said to himself.
"Alas, only Ye Xin has this blessing!" The Ring Spirit in the Lord of the Rings shook his head and said.
"Old man, it's been more than a year. What has Ye Xin become now?" Liu Feng couldn't help but think of Ye Xin's original appearance.
Jiehun said: "Girls change a lot when they grow up, who knows?"
"This sword is given to Ye Xin, so I should also have a sword for self-defense. Old man, can you make a better sword for me? I don't need a magic sword, just a slightly better one will be fine!" Liu Feng thought thoughtfully.
"Can't you forge it yourself? Didn't I teach you everything? You have to forge the sword yourself. I won't help you. I won't help you with this and that. When will you grow up?" Jiehun's stern voice came to Liu Feng's ears.
Liu Feng nodded and said nothing, because Jie Hun was right.
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Liu Feng bought an iron block from a nearby market. Since it was his first time to forge a sword, he did not buy the best quality iron, but just bought a piece of the most common iron. He casually built a stove in the wasteland in the wild, and used the fire-attributed martial spirit to ignite the orange-yellow smelting fire.
The Lord of the Rings contained all the tools needed to forge a sword. It took Liu Feng a whole day to complete the forging of the sword. This was the first sword Liu Feng had made for himself. Although it was very ordinary, he was very satisfied with it.
The blade of the iron sword radiated a silvery-white glow in the sunlight. Looking at his freshly made iron sword, Liu Feng said proudly, "It turns out that sword-making is so simple!"
"You spent a whole day on an ordinary sword, and you still say it's easy?" Jiehun said disdainfully.
"This is indeed an ordinary sword, but for me, it is extraordinary because this is my first time to forge a sword!" As he spoke, Liu Feng was already holding the sword and dancing with his left-hand sword skills in place.
His movements were very slow, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet. It seemed that he could hear every movement. The sword skills in his left hand danced very smoothly, and the meridians in his body slowly flowed backwards. He did not feel the slightest discomfort. Everything was done naturally, close to nature. After a long time, Liu Feng also felt a sense of refreshment all over his body.
"There are people!" Liu Feng suddenly stopped there with his sword horizontally. From a distance, a group of men in black came like the wind and surrounded Liu Feng in the blink of an eye.
"The Poison Sect of the Demon-Subduing Sect!" Jiehun's voice sounded in Liu Feng's mind.
Liu Feng nodded and shouted, "You street rats are really everywhere?" While speaking, the iron sword in his hand was pointed at the same time.
"Liu Feng, our sect leader wants to invite you to be his guest!" someone said lightly.
"Master? Is it that Dongfang Yan?" Liu Feng couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he thought of that woman. At least she was a shameless woman.
(End of this chapter)