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Chapter 3 Fire

After hearing Ying Shang's question in surprise, Yue Lin was stunned. He had been praising as much as possible for a long time, but he did not expect that it would become very fast in the eyes of the other party.

This time, Uncle Gan looked at Yue Lin with less contempt and softer eyes.

Ying Shang returned the sword blank to Yue Lin, turned around and walked out the door, and looked back and smiled before leaving the door, "It is said that someone here holds a banquet to greet Xu Qingmu. I will pass if I have time. Then I will have a detailed discussion with Mr. Yue."

After leaving, Ying Shang and Gan Bo quickly disappeared at the end of the long street. What surprised Yue Lin was that there were already many pedestrians rushing to the morning market on the street at this time. They seemed to have not seen Ying Shang and the other two. Even though they walked by, they never paid any attention.

Yue Lin watched the two of them leave, turned around and walked slowly towards the cottage.

"Ying Shang... I have never heard of this name in the few days I have traveled through time, nor have I ever heard of a family with the surname Ying in Heishui County. However, in the words of that uncle Gan, Master Xu, who made Qi Jun, the owner of Baibing Tower, treats the Lord Xu with respect, is not worth mentioning. So who is Ying Shang?"

"Suddenly two unexpected people appeared, and this incident became more and more interesting."

Yue Lin stood at the door of the secret library. After thinking about it, he finally put the sword blank in again, then locked the door and threw the key directly into the grass not far away.

After staying with Ying Shang for a while, Yue Lin was surprised to find that the headache caused by his mental loss disappeared.

After carefully locking all the doors, Yue Lin returned to the room, took out the jade pendant and bag hidden under the bed, and studied it carefully.

The war space cannot actually include these two things, which means that they must have extraordinary features.

What Yue Lin expected was that the small bag with black background and gold wire could not be opened. He let the knife burn the fire, and used all the means he could imagine. The bag remained the original appearance without any damage.

In desperation, Yue Lin had to give up, concentrate again, and communicate the existence of the war space.

This time, he focused all his attention on the area occupied by a faint red breath.

Yue Lin tried hard to control his spirit into two, carefully touching the crystal liquid and the light red breath, and was ready to evacuate immediately if there was any inappropriate effect.

After several failures, he finally managed to connect the two.

boom!

The calm crystal liquid suddenly boiled, and a thread rose and surged towards the light red breath.

The moment the liquid silk thread and the light red breath came into contact, Yue Lin's body, sitting in the house, shook suddenly, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

What follows is endless pain that is unbearable. It is like there is no pain in everything from the ends of the hair to the heels, and no numbness in every part.

In an instant, Yue Lin was already sweating and wet in his clothes.

Under the wet clothes, Yue Lin's muscles bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body also increased and became stronger. When he finally stopped, he was at least about an inch higher, and he no longer looked like the thin boy before.

And all of this was done in just a dozen breathing times.

After a while, Yue Lin exhaled a long breath of turbid air, got up and tried to move his hands and feet.

Bang!

Yue Lin showed a strange expression on his face, covered the corners of his eyes and looked back. He didn't expect that he had just taken a step forward, but rushed out about a meter away without warning and directly hit the wall on the other side.

Although the corners of his eyes were swollen and a big piece was swollen, Yue Lin slightly raised the corners of his lips and showed a faint smile.

"So that's it, I roughly understand."

"I consume energy reserves, and I can purify the sword blank, and I can directly strengthen and transform my body, so that it can directly reach the highest level of the fire power I have learned!"

"It's not just that, the mantras of the Fierce Fire Power practice have also changed, which is very different from what I remembered before."

Repressing the joy in his heart, Yue Lin tried his best to control his body and carefully sat down with the wall.

The sudden increase in the fiery fire and the increased physical strength to adapt to the fiery fire made it difficult for him to control his body as before. He accidentally immersed his palm into the hard brick wall. After pulling it out, he could vaguely see a charred and burning trace in the pit.

Looking at the obviously thicker arms, Yue Lin's heart surged.

"Now, I have surpassed Chen Jun, who has been practicing hard for decades in terms of firepower, but there is a gap in experience and proficiency in the battle!"

"The dilemma I face has another available card!"

"If the war space can make him stand at the peak of this world, what is the mere physical change? Even if he turns into a monster, he will be willing to do so."

After the joy, Yue Lin gradually calmed down.

He thought of the biggest problem he faced.

That is the crystal liquid he called the energy reserve of war space, and it seems that there is a situation where there is not enough money or enough money.

Although he ate all the stored food in the Refining Finger, he barely escaped from the burning of hunger, such a huge amount of food only increased less than one-tenth of the unit of liquid. Compared with the nearly five units converted into a single crystal, it was terrible inefficiency.

As soon as the firepower was improved and the body was transformed, more than three units were used up at once. Now there is only one unit left, which is already on the verge of the lowest warning line.

What's even more dangerous is that because he couldn't control his body, he was also consuming the energy reserve that was about to reach the bottom!

Yue Lin did not dare to make any moves anymore. It took him half an hour to finally put his body under control. Although his movements were still stiff and undesirable, at least he would not have released the fire power inadvertently.

In the Qi family's residence, the maid was busy delivering plates of breakfast into the living room of the banquet.

In the magnificent hall, Qi Jun, the owner of Baibing Tower, was sitting opposite the old man with a beard and drinking.

Soon, Qi Ziyue, the young master of Baibing Tower, stepped in, first respectfully bowed to the old man with long beards, then stood up and said to Qi Jun, "Father, yesterday I had already told the foolish boy who was the Lianfenghao to listen to you."

Qi Jun twisted his beard and smiled and said, "Okay, Chen Jun, who relied on his ability, has always refused to accept my orders. A few days ago, he even relied on the relationship between Mr. Xu of Hei Shui County. If he really made the sword, it would be a bit tricky, but now, hum!"

The old man with long beard drank a sip of wine and said calmly: "There are indeed two brushes under Chen Jun's hands, but as far as I know, the sword blank obtained by Master Xu of Heishui is not an ordinary thing. Chen Jun thought that the fire power and the refining furnace he passed down from his family could be suppressed, but he was out of sight."

"Huang Lao hit it."

Qi Jun nodded and said, "As long as we can truly refine the sword from behind, we can not only truly collect the refining horn, but also let Master Xu look at him differently. However, we must rely more on Mr. Huang in terms of refining the sword blank."

The old man with long beard said proudly: "Although it takes some effort, please rest assured by the master Qi."

"Okay!" Qi Jun laughed a few times and turned his head and said, "Yue'er, you have to take good care of that stupid boy. Mr. Xu is a person with good face and is even more stern in his work and is not easy to fool. Before Mr. Huang took over the refining, Mr. Xu would ask him what he should respond."

"Abide by the order! My father is not at ease, he can't run away!" Qi Ziyue responded loudly, and suddenly showed a puzzled expression on his face, and said in confusion: "My father, why don't I let the sword billet be retrieved, but instead stayed in the refining horn?"

Qi Jun's eyes were deep and his expression was gloomy. After a long silence, he said: "Now Chen Jun is dead, and the name of the Lianfeng is dead. It is only a matter of one word to retrieve the sword billet. Unfortunately, the three-legged furnace tripod of the Lianfeng exploded, but it damaged the surface of the sword billet. Wouldn't we ask for trouble when we retrieve it at this time? With Liu Da and his disciples watching there, they are naturally fine."

Yue Lin slowly turned around in the courtyard of Lianfeng. His walking posture seemed very strange to outsiders. He was obviously a young man, but he was even more stiff and awkward than the old man in his twilight years. He stopped and closed his eyes and rested for a while every few steps he took.

He was actually trying to get used to his sudden surge in strength and strengthening his body.

Suddenly, Yue Lin's eyes hopped and he accidentally stomped a hard square brick.

The next moment, the gate sounded loudly, and Qi Ziyue, the young master of Baibing Tower, broke in with his men, looked around and said with a gloomy face: "Where are Boss Liu and the others?"

Yue Lin stood with his back to Qi Ziyue with his hands behind his back, staring at the rising one who had not turned around.

Qi Ziyue was ignited and rushed to Yue Lin with several big strides, gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "I'm asking you, where are they all going!?"

Yue Lin then lowered his head with some difficulty, looked down at Qi Ziyue under the steps, and said with a rigid expression: "The four people were greedy for the money from the Refining Fenghao and snatched the things away."

"This is impossible!" Qi Ziyue held the hilt of the sword on his waist, and endured it and did not draw the sword on the spot.

Yue Lin moved down the steps step by step at an extremely slow speed, and when he passed by Qi Ziyue, he squeezed out a stiff smile: "Nothing is impossible. Men, we can all understand that the word "wealth and sex" is the most. Is Young Master Qi not a man?"

Qi Ziyue almost bit his lower lip and bleeded. He really wanted to kick Yue Lin to death with a heart-wrenching kick, but Mr. Xu of Heishui County had already set out and might arrive in the afternoon or evening. At this time, even if he gave him ten courage, he would not dare to kill Yue Lin directly.

But even if you don't kill him, it's good to let him suffer a little.

Qi Ziyue clenched his fists.

But Yue Lin seemed to know what he was thinking, but he turned around at this moment. "How strong is Young Master Qi's strength compared to the four elders Liu?"

Qi Ziyue was shocked. Those people were masters specially invited by his father to protect him, especially Boss Liu himself. He had already entered the outside and reached the state of internal vitality. Moreover, the four of them also had a set of joint attack techniques, and even his father Qi Jun could not win easily.
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