The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 6 Jinlin Sword (3)
"What's the matter, third uncle, do you want to tell me a story about immortals?" Ever since he heard third uncle talk about immortals, Fang Yunlong often pestered third uncle and asked him to tell stories about immortals.

"What kind of fairy, the master just gave you a sword and asked you to go and see it." Fang Tiansheng felt a little headache. As for the fairy, he only heard the master say it once by chance, and he didn't know anything at all, so he was caught by this precocious The nephew was entangled.

"Really? My alloy sword has been smelted?" Fang Yunlong was overjoyed, flying down from the willow tree, and then galloped in the direction of Ye Lianzi.

"Hey, wait for me." Fang Tiansheng hurried to catch up.This nephew is indeed a genius in martial arts, his martial arts are so high at a young age, he may not be inferior to his father in the future.Fang Tiansheng sighed in his heart.

Speaking of martial arts, Fang Yunlong likes two the most, one is internal strength, and the other is lightness work, so he has put a lot of effort into these two.The ancestral internal energy "Lihuo Mantra" is really extraordinary. Let the internal energy flow through the meridians in the body for 36 weeks every day, Fang Yunlong will feel the changes in the body, as if there is a flame swimming in the body, which is very warm. Comfortable, his skin was slightly reddened, and his body was getting stronger and stronger. In addition, the meritorious service above made him drink medicinal wine every day, which directly made Fang Yunlong's ability to resist blows very strong.As for Qinggong, in addition to practicing Fang Ligong's "Red Cloud Zong", he also put pressure on himself and tied sandbags to his calves to practice Qinggong. Although Fang Yunlong's speed cannot be said to be the fastest in Fangfu, Qinggong is definitely the best. that's it.

The fast speed along the way attracted the eyes of many passers-by, but they couldn't see what it was, they just felt a gust of wind blowing by.After a while, Fang Yunlong arrived at the blacksmith's shop in the southeast of Shangjing. This was no ordinary blacksmith's shop. The plaque of "No. dilapidated.Fang Yunlong rushed in and asked, "Grandpa, have you successfully forged my sword?"

"Haha!" There was a burst of laughter, and an old man walked out from the inner room. His face was slightly dark, his forehead was wrinkled, but his face was full of red, his small eyes were piercing, and he was wearing a gray shabby robe, resembling a beggar on the street. I saw him holding a short sword, about seven inches long, naked, "Xiaolong, come and take a look."

(End of this chapter)