"Master Zheng, I..." Bu Chen hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, not knowing what to say for a moment - no matter what he said, it seemed to hit Master Zheng's self-esteem.

"Oh..." Zheng Meng frowned and sighed, waved his hand, "No need to say anything, show me the iron broom."

"Yes." Bu Chen had no choice but to agree.

Zheng Meng took the "magical" iron broom and frowned even tighter.

Nothing else, this workmanship is really bad!

If it is not forged or polished, it is clear that after casting, it is taken out of the sand mold and cooled and quenched. To be honest, it will not break or deform when swung in the air. If it is collided with other weapons, it will definitely be broken and broken.

The whole body is up and down, and the steel mouth is barely enough. In terms of craftsmanship... it doesn’t even have the standard of rural farm tools!

It's really just an iron broom!

He gathered his true energy, poured his strength into a long handle, and waved it out of thin air.

"Yes." Zheng Meng's two thick black eyebrows kept twisting, and the head-up patterns that just appeared on his forehead last night changed shape several times.

This time it was not because of the poor workmanship, but because of the waving feeling, which was unexpectedly good.

The overall center of gravity of the iron broom is very balanced, and it feels like an arm making fingers when holding it in your hands. This iron broom is tailor-made for Bu Chen, and I believe it will be easier to use it.

However, the "dividing wave" created by Zheng Meng for Bu Chen was also exhausted and could be regarded as the pinnacle.

If it weren't for this, how could he rashly go to Fenghuo to forge the sword? Zheng Meng is not a reckless man, he has always been rough and fine, otherwise he would not have become a master of sword casting. I have heard of Yan Li's deeds of breaking the sword with one blow, and he has confidence to come to challenge him. Of course, there is real material!

Thinking back to Bu Chen's excitement and tremor when he got "Fian Tao", it was definitely not a false idea! Zheng Meng was also convinced that this extended and heavier single sword would give Bu Chen's sword technique to a higher level and quickly break through and change blood.

Of course, his "quick" will take at least two or three months.

So, how is this shoddy iron broom better than the "Fentao" he carefully created? Bu Chen, who could make him understand extremely well, break through and change blood within a quarter of an hour?

Is it because there is a blessing from ghosts and gods in the dark?

Zheng Meng shook his head and denied this idea. He was a sword-casting master from Jiuhuanshan, and was not an uninformed village man and foolish woman. Although he was not a cultivator himself, he had some understanding of these methods.

What's that?

The shape of this iron broom is not the single knife that Buchen is used to, but the form of a big pass knife. Is Buchen more suitable for using a big pass knife, and it is a mistake to use a single knife all the time?

If this is the reason, "Master Yan"'s vision is terrifyingly accurate!

You should know that before Zheng Meng cast "Fen Tao", he had been in the Dongsha Gang for some time and had a lot of knowledge about Bu Chen's martial arts characteristics. But how long did Master Yan get in touch with Bu Chen before he could point the key points?

Master Yan is unfathomable!

Now, Zheng Meng has become awe of Yan Li in his heart, and he doesn't even dare to call him the name of his inner monologue, but subconsciously calls him "Master".

He tossed and turned the iron broom for a long time, but couldn't find out what the secret was. After a while, he slapped his forehead and thought of a key point: whether it was a combination of man and sword or a combination of man and sword, it was important to cooperate with weapons and warriors. How could I patronize the knife and throw the knife aside?

Thinking of this, he quickly handed the iron broom to Bu Chen and said in a muffled voice: "Let's use a few tricks to let someone see."

Bu Chen didn't talk nonsense, took the iron broom, pulled up his posture in the courtyard, moved around, and used the "Shocking Sword Technique".

This Jingtao sword technique is no longer a fierce and powerful move that simplifies the complexity, but is the original style, and more importantly, he has realized the essence of waves.

Compared with the original big opening and big harmony, the strong and fierce sword techniques are now relaxed and relaxed. In the strong and powerful sword, there are more round and smooth transformations, and the endless knife intention is like waves!

If the original Duanlang Sword Bu Chen was just a quick sword in the world who wanted to avenge his enemies, then Bu Chen is now a martial arts hero who has finally entered the house after many hardships.

How can such a martial arts artistic conception get stuck in skin quenching? How can it not be a blood exchange?

The iron broom in Zheng Meng's eyes was like a surging river, rushing through the ages and magnificent waves; in his heart, there were storms and storms and waves!

Bu Chen is clearly the same Bu Chen, how could he enter the country by sweeping the ground once?

"Master Yan advises you on sword skills? Or is there another expert present?" Zheng Meng asked inconclusively. Even if he had some advice, it would not be a day or night to change a person's sword path. What's more, Master Yan is just cultivating his qi cultivation. How can he guide Bu Chen at a great level?

Unexpectedly, Bu Chen gave his most incredible answer: "It was Master Yan's guidance, and the younger generation suddenly realized."

"What does he give you advice..." Zheng Meng grabbed Bu Chen's shoulders and asked with wide eyes. However, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed the last word back.

He suddenly remembered: If there was really guidance, it would be the secret between Master Yan and Bu Chen. How could he ask?

Bu Chen had no scruples. Yan Li's instructions were just operas, and most of the people of Jianchuan had heard of them. So he said truthfully: "Master Yan gave me a opera."

"Drama?" Zheng Meng became more and more incredible.

"The terrifying waves are twirling, and the wind is lingering."

When Zheng Meng heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning.

He himself is also a martial arts master. He has already broken through blood exchange for many years, so he naturally understands the secret of the blood exchange realm.

The so-called blood exchange is essentially the internal organs, which activate the bone marrow, and transform under the nourishment of true qi, thereby creating new blood with stronger vital energy, replacing the old blood, thereby reaching a higher level.

In other words, the ultimate mystery lies in one's own cultivation and transformation.

Bu Chen's original martial arts skills were too fierce. Although he was fierce when killing enemies, he was strong and could not be sustained in terms of increasing his cultivation level, and he could not be long-lasting. If his internal organs were not well-nourished enough, he would of course be stuck at the peak of skin tempering.

And the "twilight and lingering" wave artistic conception on the strong Daguan Sword is the mystery of the combination of hardness and softness?

Once Bu Chen's realm is improved and the sword technique is changed, the whole body's qi and blood will be unobstructed, and blood will naturally begin to be changed. Even if it is not sweeping the floor today, it will be sweeping the floor tomorrow.

"So that's it, so that's it..." Zheng Meng looked at the iron broom with his eyes curled up and murmured, "It was someone who was wrong, he was wrong from the beginning..."

If you understand the most important key points, other problems can be solved easily.

Why is it an iron broom? Or, why is it a big bark?

Bu Chen's sword technique was originally strong. If you use a single sword, even if you lengthen and increase it like "Fen Tao", it will still be insufficient. Moreover, the lengthened and increased single sword will change the overall balance of the blade body, making it even better to launch but not collect.

In other words, if Bu Chen uses "Fen Tao", it is actually impossible to break through and replace blood in a short period of time. Zheng Meng's calculation is completely wrong. Even if Bu Chen keeps using him, it is easy to leave hidden injuries when breaking through and replace blood in the future. In the future, the realm will improve slowly and slowly. If there is no chance, it is very likely to stand still!

The heavier Daguan Knife is far more adaptable to Buchen's fierce fighting style than the enhanced single knife. Moreover, due to the existence of the grown knife handle, the entire knife is very balanced and can be sent and received with ease.

The final question is, in addition to a few words of guidance, how did Master Yan give in to Chen and realize a higher level of knife intention when sweeping?

Zheng Meng's eyes fell on the scattered branches of the iron broom.

Yes, these branches!

To understand the meaning of waves, the best way is to go into the water to swim, or hold a paddle and ride a boat, and experience the resistance of the flowing water waves in your palms and weapons.

It is impossible on land, so the branches of the iron broom are replaced by wind resistance and ground friction!

Zheng Meng could almost reproduce the scene at that time: Bu Chen took the iron broom and started sweeping the street, and realized that this seemingly ragged guy was more convenient than any weapon in the past. Just as he felt the delicate resistance from the broom, Master Yan suddenly gave him the finishing touch.

Bu Chen has good qualifications, so of course, under the guidance of the iron broom, he will immediately enter the stage of comprehension and make breakthroughs and blood changes in one fell swoop!

"Wonderful! It's so wonderful!" Zheng Meng murmured, his face pale as paper.

Now I think of those two instructions, "The terrifying waves and rushing waves are gentle, and the wind and clouds are lingering." What came to his mind was no longer the young master, but the sect leader of Jiuhuan Mountain, the master who stood at the peak of the innate martial arts and could enter the Tao at any time.

Only a great master at this level can have such a transcendent mentality and realm, and can carefully observe the birth and death of the waves in the stormy waves.

Zheng Meng’s eyes were no longer an iron broom, but a mountain, an insurmountable mountain!

The young master may not have enough cultivation, but his vision and realm are already at the peak of the casting master.

How overestimated I was, I actually wanted to provoke such a peak!

Looking at the mysterious iron broom and touching the uneven casting process, he suddenly understood why the workmanship of this iron broom was so poor.

Why do you use meticulous work to deal with a third-rate casting master who is overestimating your ability?

Any few iron bars or any piece of garbage are enough to make him feel ashamed of defeat!

This iron broom is the master's lesson and the master's ridicule.

In the future, people in Jianchuan will spread this way: There was a sword-casting master from the Tiger Weitang of Jiuhuan Mountain in the Western Qin Dynasty. He came to Jianchuan to fight the sword with a fierce momentum, but was defeated by a young master with a super ragged iron broom!

The laughing stock of a thousand years!

Extremely ashamed, a flush suddenly rose on Zheng Meng's pale face, and an uncontrollable salty fishy smell surged out of his throat.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted several feet high from Zheng Meng's mouth, and the strong man like a black iron tower fell to the sky.

"Master Zheng!" Bu Chen hurriedly helped him, but finally the back of the sword caster's head hit the bluestone ground.

"Some... I am ashamed of myself, please... please send me back to Xiqin." Zheng Meng's mouth was bleeding and he said intermittently, "Zheng Meng... in this life... no longer step... Jianchuan... one step..."

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Just as Zheng Meng squirted blood in his mouth and vowed not to step on Jianchuan in this life, another person was also vomiting blood.

However, compared to Zheng Meng's shame and anger, this person was less willing to vomit blood.

This person is a famous young hero from the Hengjiang Gang, Du Hong in Blood.

He never thought that a good plan would have developed to this extent.

The head of the Hengjiang Gang Jianchuan Branch, Zou Tong, was standing in front of him like a fierce and evil spirit, and shouted loudly: "Spuncai, do you want to continue vomiting blood, or do you bleed heavily by yourself!"

If Du Hong had traveled through time, he would definitely complain at this moment: Damn, what a super expansion is this!

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ps. Thunderstorm, power outage, late update. Sorry!
Chapter completed!