Lin Tian saw it right. This was a cross-border phone call from England. He didn't have to think about who he already knew, and he guessed what it was. It was Charlotte who called, and he answered the phone and immediately heard Charlotte's charming voice.

"Master, it's me."

Lin Tian was so angry that he heard this title. The female prince was determined not to change his words. He could only pretend that he had not heard it and asked directly: "Have you obtained the King's Sword?"

"The master is so smart. I can guess it. The King's Sword has been recovered. I will arrange someone to send it to you tomorrow at the latest." Charlotte said with a giggle.

"There are two pieces of the King's Sword, you must have found them." Lin Tian was worried and asked again.

Charlotte quickly replied: "Yes, master, it's just a pity that a good sword was so brilliant, but now it's broken."

Lin Tian was open-minded and said lightly: "Nothing is eternal, including you and me."

After the call, Lin Tian breathed a sigh of relief. He got the Sword of Kings successfully, so he could send it to Tangcheng before making the sword. After going out to eat, he returned to the Dumen Xiaolou. Lin Tian continued to read the book again. During this period, Ghost and Yun Xiaotian also came to him and were shocked by his way of reading.

It was probably faster to read books than others, and it was the only one. Until the evening, Tang Banqing did not come back, and Lin Tian didn't know what she was doing. He read books by himself and returned to the guest room when it was time to go.

Taking a bath, practicing, and blood-refining the Crescent Blade was already his habit before bed, but when doing these things, Yun Xiaotian was not allowed to see them.

The next day, Lin Tian continued to read the book until he put down the last book. Tang Banqing, who had not seen him for a day and a night, finally came back.

When I came back, I happened to see Lin Tian stretching and glaring: "Boy, you are so leisurely in your life without reading books?"

Lin Tian said innocently: "I have finished watching it."

"All?" Tang Banqing said suspiciously.

Lin Tian nodded and said without a doubt: "Of course it's all. There are 521 books on the bookshelf, including 300 ancient books and more than 200 modern books, including the experience notes of ancestors. These notes include Mr. Tang's notes. Am I right?"

"You are right, but elementary school students can do everything they count. I'll test you whether you are bragging or not, you will know it once you take the exam." Tang Banqing still didn't believe it. No one could believe it. That would be more than 500 books.

As she said that, she signaled Lin Tian to pick up the brush and white paper on the table. Lin Tian smiled, spread the white paper as he said, picked up the brush, dipped it ink, and waited for the "teacher" to evaluate.

"Control fire, the middle paragraph of the 34th page of the first part, written down in dictation." Tang Banqing said seriously.

The "fire control" that Tang Banqing mentioned is one of the books with the most content in the bookshelf. There are three books in total, one middle, and the other. Lin Tian recalled it a little and wrote it quickly.

Although Lin Tian has not practiced brush calligraphy, the most important thing in writing brush calligraphy is to use the strength of the wrist, which is easy to retract and accurately. The strokes written in this way are full and beautiful, and the more powerful force penetrates the back of the paper, making it three points.

Therefore, the calligraphy written by Lin Tian is not ugly, and the more you write, the more you can write, the more you can write, the lines of words are like dragons and phoenixes dancing, free and unruly.

When Tang Banqing saw Lin Tian’s calligraphy, he was slightly surprised. These days, young people who write well in calligraphy are rarer than the Heart of Meteorites, and they don’t even know how to take a brush.

"Old Tang, I've finished writing the silence." Lin Tian closed his strength, finished writing the last stroke, raised his head and showed a confident smile.

Tang Banqing quickly picked up the paper and read it carefully. The more he read, the more he looked surprised, the stronger his expression: "Quanthurt, the last paragraph of page 25."

She had already believed it a little, but she still couldn't help but ask for verification again, so she asked Lin Tian to write again.

Lin Tian didn't care either. He took a piece of white paper and continued to write quickly. The book "Quination" records the importance of quenching when making a sword. The passage that Tang Banqing asked to write was exactly the case of swordsman Ou Yezi casting the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword.

In order to cast swords, Ou Yezi's great sword master dug up the mountain, released the stream water in the mountains, and led it to the seven pools next to the sword-casting furnace. The pools were arranged in "seven stars". Ou Yezi used the water quenching of the "seven stars" to forge swords, and cast three famous swords in total: Longyuan Sword, Taia Sword, and Gongbu Sword.

In less than three minutes, Lin Tian finished writing the text again. Tang Banqing couldn't wait to pick it up. After reading it, she found that it was still word-of-mouth. She was both surprised and happy.

What was shocked was that she had completely verified that Lin Tian had finished reading the book, and what was happy was that she had picked up the treasure. At this time, Lin Tian was a treasure in her eyes.

However, she still pretended to be a strict teacher and said seriously: "Well, it's not bad, it's a good seedling, but reading it is one thing, and whether it can be used is another. You can't just be lazy. You have to think more about the content in the book, turn other people's experiences and knowledge in the book into your own experience, and integrate them, do you know?"

Lin Tian naturally understood this truth and replied: "Thank you Mr. Tang for your teachings, I will continue to work hard."

A swordsman who is willing to pass on his robe to you is a great merit. Lin Tian treats her completely as a teacher in his heart, although the teacher has a strange temper.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Tang, opening the furnace and making swords is a big deal. Do you always need to ask the Lord of Qingshuang Pavilion?" Lin Tian couldn't help asking.

Last time Wang Wanxi was promoted to the natural world and almost had an accident. Lin Tian didn't want the same thing to happen again. If someone destroys the sword during the sword casting, or if the people from Qingshuang Pavilion come forward to stop it, the wasted materials are immeasurable.

In order to make the sword this time, Lin Tian collected the Heart of Meteorite, the Transformation Stone, and the Sword of the King. In addition, there is the Fire-Suppressing Talisman invited by Tang Banqing from the Zhang family. Perhaps Tang Banqing also prepared other rare materials. The first three materials are unique, and Lin Tian could not afford the loss.

Tang Banqing snorted lowly and said without caring: "I open the furnace whenever I want to open it, and make a sword when I want to make a sword. Last time they took out the Heart of Meteorite for auction, but I haven't settled the score with them yet, and I still ask me to ask them for instructions? No way!"

This was very angry. Although the heart of the meteorite was finally in Lin Tian's hands, she was still resentful. Perhaps this was the true nature of a sword-casting master. He only had sword-casting in his heart, but no superiors and subordinates.

Lin Tian looked dark and observed a moment of silence for the unmasked Qingshuang Pavilion Master. If there is such a "thorn" in the sect, I'm afraid it will be a headache to be the master.

He reminded Lin Tian to continue reading. After seeing that he had mastered the understanding, Tang Banqing went out again, and Lin Tian was "in seclusion" reading again.
Chapter completed!