[Jufengli] The surrounding area is three miles wide and ten miles long, symmetrical from left to right, looking down from top to bottom, shaped like a sword. The sword body is located in the sinking ground for seven miles. The ancestors were originally from martial arts worlds, but because they were tired of killing the martial arts world, they became interested in retreating. They accidentally discovered that the terrain here is special, so they lived in seclusion here.

And as time goes by, many people who want to quit the world have come to [Jufengli] to live one after another.

Therefore, [Jufengli] appears to be ordinary, but in fact, every villager is possessed of martial arts.

The sect leader of this generation is Linghu Shenyi.

Linghu Shenyi has an apprentice named Nanlingdu, who is the young master of [Jufengli].

It was already dusk when Mu Lingfeng arrived at [Jufengli].

When he first entered [Jufengli], two children playing football were imprinted into Mu Lingfeng's eyes.

These two children are a man and a woman.

The girl is a little older, about eleven or twelve years old, and the boy is a little younger, less than ten years old.

These are not things that attracted Mu Lingfeng's attention, and the two children who attracted Mu Lingfeng's attention.

This ball is slightly larger than the basketball I saw in my previous life. From Mu Lingfeng's perspective, it is a solid iron ball.

I saw two children kicking a solid iron ball as if nothing was missing, stopping the ball on their feet, shooting, and catching the ball with their hands. The pass between the two was easy to say.

"Not bad!" Looking at the skills and strength of the two children, Mu Lingfeng praised in his heart, and then continued to walk inward.

"Boom..." At this moment, variables reappeared, and a collision sound came from beside him, followed by the sound of the wall falling.

But the boy tried too hard to kick a wall down.

"It's so miserable, now the matter is going on!" The girl panicked when she saw the wall collapse.

"I will definitely be scolded this time when I hit the wall of Niu Bo's house, so I will leave!" The boy was scared and pulled the girl and ran away quickly.

"Axiu, A Ding, how many times have you said it, you told me not to play football outside the house. Look, the wall was broken again!" At this time, an old man came out of the house and scolded him.

This old man should be the Niu Bo mentioned by two children.

And those two children should be named A Xiu and A Ding.

"Hey, this gentleman just saw that the two children were playing here!" At this time, Uncle Niu could not see A Xiu and A Ding's figures, and then noticed Mu Lingfeng, so he asked.

"See it!" Mu Lingfeng did not hide it.

"Have you gone there?" Niu Bo continued to ask with a positive answer.

"That direction!" Mu Lingfeng pointed the direction for the Niu Bo.

"A child is dead, just do something wrong. It's really irresponsible. You have to teach a lesson!" As soon as the Niu Bo finished speaking, he immediately used his wonderful light skills and chased after him.

I saw dust flying, and Niu Bo had lost his figure.

"Well, good light skills!

There are also naughty kids who must teach them a lesson when doing wrong things!" Mu Lingfeng deliberately did not hide it.

Seeing this Niu Bo leave, Mu Lingfeng stopped stopping and continued moving forward.

Mu Lingfeng walked forward slowly, while carefully observing the people inside [Jufengli].

"Well, it's not bad. Although there are no top experts, they are all extraordinary and more than enough to defend themselves. I didn't expect that if I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, Jufeng already has such a foundation." Mu Lingfeng praised in his heart.

Three miles later, a figure blocked Mu Lingfeng's way.

"Please stay, this knight!" At this time, the boy named A Ding blocked Mu Lingfeng's way, and put his hands behind him, leaving only a back for Mu Lingfeng, showing his master's style.

"This young man, what do you want?" Mu Lingfeng played with him.

"You are very sensible. Did you just leak my whereabouts?" A Ding was very happy when he heard someone call him a young hero, but he did not forget the serious matter.

"That's right!" Mu Lingfeng spoke out bluntly.

"You and I have no grudges in the past, but I have no grudges in recent days, so why did I reveal my whereabouts? It can be seen that this move has brought you death news!" At this time, this A Ding pretended to be a ferocious person.

"This young man, because you are not authentic in your work!" Mu Lingfeng decided to continue playing with him.

"No need to say more, show your sword. Today, one of you and I are destined to fall into a pool of blood!" At this moment, a dead branch appeared in the hand of the child named A Ding, pointing directly at Mu Lingfeng.

"Is that true?" Mu Lingfeng asked.

"No..." Hearing Mu Lingfeng's words, A Ding subconsciously responded.

But just as A Ding only said one word, he touched A Ding's head with one hand.

"This young hero, how long do you correct? First, when you see someone like me in the future, don't call him a knight, sir.

Second, if you make a mistake in the future, don’t just think about escaping, but have the courage to admit it;

Third, you must correct your mistakes and not make them again, otherwise you will become a naughty child. You must know that adults hate naughty children the most. You don’t want to be hated by adults!" Mu Lingfeng Xiaozhi moved him with reason and "teached him earnestly" with strong patience.

"This..." A Ding didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the little girl A Xiu also came over and explained: "Can you let A Ding go, this gentleman? A Ding has no malice. He just fainted when he heard the old man telling stories. He fantasized about being a hero all day long."

"Don't worry, I have no malice, I just think he is very cute. If you have a good conversation with him, don't worry!"

After Mu Lingfeng finished speaking, he moved his hand away from A Ding's head, then came to the girl named A Xiu, and asked, "A very sensible girl, you must take good care of A Ding in the future, so as not to really become a naughty child!"

"Yes, sir. I will watch him well in the future!"

"So good!" Mu Lingfeng gently stroked A Xiu's head a few times, then left.

"What a cool gentleman!" Looking at Mu Lingfeng's leaving figure, A Xiu gradually became ecstatic.

"A Xiu?" At this time, A Ding called back the tranced A Xiu.

What followed was A Xiu's education for A Ding.

...

"Ding, ding, ding..."

"The sound of iron striking?" Mu Lingfeng, who was moving forward, heard the sound of iron striking.

He knew that Linghu Shenyi should be right in front of him, and Mu Lingfeng was heading towards the direction of the sound of ironwork.

"Ask the sword and listen to the sword and reward your confidant with one voice; talk about martial arts and walk on the road of martial arts and walk back thousands of miles!"

At this moment, Mu Lingfeng saw Linghu Shenyi who was forging a sword.

"Sher..." At this time, Linghu Shenyi carried out the last step of quenching the sword in his hand.

"Director Mu, what do you think of this sword?" Linghu Shenyi gave Mu Lingfeng the newly-cast sword in his hand.

"Well..." Hearing Linghu Shenyi's words, Mu Lingfeng observed the sword.

"This sword pattern is smooth, but there is a disordered image one foot and three inches away from the sword body.

Although the sword spine is flat, the sword tip is half apart.

The blade is open on both sides, with three inches and no edges on both sides. It is above the handle, one foot and half a foot respectively.

The center of gravity is on the handguard, not where the handguard and the sword body meet!

It is a good sword, and it is also a bad work!" Mu Lingfeng expressed his evaluation of this sword.

"Ha, the sword I forged still cannot enter the Dean's eye!" Linghu Shenyi chuckled and then said to himself.

“No, no!

Just like my evaluation of this sword, it is a good sword and a inferior work!

In the hands of the master who can play this sword, this sword is a worldly magic weapon.

But in the hands of people who do not match the characteristics, it is just a inferior work. It can only be said that he has no chance to use the sword made by Mr. Linghu!" Mu Lingfeng said humbly.

Every sword-casting master has his own concept of making a sword.

Linghu Shenyi's concept of sword making is [Sword of Heaven and Man].

The sword follows the sky, the sword follows people, and is in line with the constant of the way of heaven and the constant of human feelings. This is called the [Sword of Heaven and Man].

The sword player and the sword are united by nature and man, and the movement, stillness, advance and retreat are not beyond the rules, which is the [Sword of Heaven and Man].

To put it bluntly, there are only two very simple words [room].

Linghu Shenyi, the sword-making method insists on the inside of the [Tao Te Ching], "It is better to hold it and fill it up; it is better to sharpen it and not to protect it for a long time."

Therefore, every sword cast by Linghu Shenyi has a weakness that everyone who practices the most shallow sword-casting master knows, that is, [Liberation].

Those who use swords have achieved the best cultivation of martial arts and martial arts, and can use martial arts with compassion to achieve the sword of heaven and man. At that time, there will be room for action everywhere, so what can the defects of the sword itself be calculated?

Thousands of years ago, when Mu Lingfeng wanted to forge a sword, Linghu Shenyi did not have the reputation he is now, so Mu Lingfeng did not have the intention to make a sword.

However, the material of the sword casting was made of, Mu Lingfeng had also asked Linghu Shenyi about his opinions.

After all, every swordsman has his own focus and good iron in his mind.

So when Mu Lingfeng finally decided to trouble Nie Han's sword making, he could be said to have collected the strengths of many families for Nie Han to choose from.

"Ha, what's the point of Dean Mu coming today?" Linghu Shenyi turned around, hung the newly-cast sword on the wall, and asked.

"Don't mention it in advance. Mr. Linghu knows that the Pi Shang Sword you cast was cut off from the sword made by Tie Thirteen not long ago?" Mu Lingfeng asked.

"A long time ago, there was a young man who brought a design drawing and asked me to make a sword for him. He knelt outside the door for three days and three nights before I agreed. It was rare for Tie Shisan to surpass Pi Shang in just a short time!"
To be continued...