The woman thought for a moment and the result was already there.

It is true that Feng Wuchen has no destiny in his body, let alone cultivation. Indeed, as he said, he is an ordinary citizen of heaven.

"Use your flame again..."

Having said that, Feng Wuchen did not refuse. With a thought, the flames in his palms rekindled.

"call!"

And the moment the flames burst into flames, despite the woman's cultivation, she subconsciously took half a step back.

It was not an ordinary flame, nor was it even transformed by some Taoist technique.

It was a kind of heavenly fire, it just attached itself to this person and obeyed his orders!

"How did you get this fire?"

When asked, Feng Wuchen looked puzzled: "I don't quite understand what you mean. This fire has been around since the beginning of my learning. Speaking of it, it is indeed stronger than ordinary flames..."

"Where did you learn to make swords?"

"Family heirloom!"

"Family history? Are there other people in your family?"

Feng Wuchen shook his head: "My parents died young, and I wandered here alone before I became a family..."

"..."

Feng Wuchen's answers were flowing, but judging from his appearance, it didn't look like he was lying.

Although Wushuang remained calm on the surface, in fact, his heart was in turmoil.

The woman pondered for a moment and suddenly asked: "Then are you willing to follow me into the path of spiritual practice?"

"The way to practice?"

Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment.

He knew what the woman meant, and if he stepped into the path of spiritual practice, he would have the opportunity to become a heavenly being that everyone would envy.

"How am I qualified for cultivation? Girl, don't make fun of me!"

"I'm not joking. Just with your ability to control fire, your talent has surpassed that of most people. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely achieve something in the future!"

Hearing what the woman said was alluring, Feng Wuchen's heart was not shaken at all.

Although he was just a celestial being, when he occasionally saw those celestial beings flying into the sky and escaping to the earth, he didn't feel the slightest bit envious in his heart, as if this was not something extraordinary.

So he shook his head and refused: "Forget it, even if I can practice cultivation, my wife may not have such a good fortune. In the end, it will just increase the troubles..."

After saying that, Feng Wuchen put the red-hot sword into the water again.

"This sword still needs to cool down for one night before it can be forged tomorrow. It's late at night! Girl, let's go and rest first..."

"..."

Feng Wuchen just closed the store door, cleaned up, and returned to the bedroom.

In the room, Qinghong was seen sitting beside the bed, not yet resting.

"Madam, are you waiting for me?"

Qinghong pursed her red lips lightly: "I heard the conversation your husband had with that Wushuang girl just now!"

Feng Wuchen was not surprised at all, he just smiled and said: "Did we disturb you? But there is nothing we can do. That Miss Wushuang is anxious to leave, so I can only waste more time."

But the woman lowered her beautiful eyebrows: "You know, that's not what I'm talking about! Judging from the temperament of Miss Wushuang, she must be a disciple from a certain sect. If you can take advantage of this opportunity, you will never be able to do it for the rest of your life.

What a great blessing that cannot be repaired!"

Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "However, I heard that practitioners also have a hard time. Fifty percent in ten years and no results in a hundred years... But I don't want to be separated from you!"

Qinghong glared at him: "Who said we must separate? Wouldn't you think of a way to let Qingfeng and I practice together?"

"Is this... so easy..."

Qing Hong sighed, but her eyes were full of excitement: "You have to try to find out. Back then, my father was an outer disciple in a spiritual sect, received destiny, and became a heavenly being. That was his lifelong ideal.

It’s a pity that even at the time of his death, he couldn’t realize it! If we had the chance, we would have fulfilled dad’s wish during his lifetime…”

"..."

Feng Wuchen pondered for a long time. Although he was reluctant, he couldn't resist his wife's insistence.

So he said: "Okay, let's wait until tomorrow, when I repair the Taoist sword for the Wushuang girl, and have a chat with her, okay?"

After hearing Feng Wuchen's answer, Qinghong was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you so much, husband!"

"..."

That night, Feng Wuchen had a dream.

He dreamed that he was in a valley surrounded by flying swords.

And he was sitting in the valley, talking to an old man transformed into ink.

"The ten-year period has finally arrived!"

"It will take another month at most before this mortal transformation will be over. By then...if you kill those two people, your merits will be complete!"

"..."

The next morning, Feng Wuchen didn't wake up from his sleep until the sun rose.

"Is this the dream again..."

Strangely enough, since ten years ago, he has had some inexplicable dreams from time to time.

Sometimes, I dream that he is some kind of heaven-suppressing sword king, and he even has several beautiful wives.

Sometimes, I dream of being with many strangers, holding a magic sword, and fighting enemies in battle.

Sometimes, I will dream about the mysterious valley...

He was already accustomed to these things. He walked to the casting table very skillfully, picked up yesterday's sword, and continued to smelt it.

After another day of busy work, finally, in the afternoon of this day, the sword had a brand new look, and even made further progress in its casting skills, becoming brighter and brighter.

Wu Shuang takes the long sword into his hands.

"Yin!"

Feeling the sound of the sword, she once again showed an incredible expression.

"It has been repaired perfectly...even better than before! It would be a waste of your skills to stay in a place like Ziyun City. Are you really unwilling to practice with me? With your flames and the ability to cast

Once the talent in the weapon is refined and the destiny is refined, maybe he can become a weapon refiner that everyone admires!"

When asked, Feng Wuchen let out a long breath and said immediately: "Speaking of which, I was just about to talk to the girl about this matter... I discussed it with Madam Qinghong yesterday. Madam Qinghong meant that she and Qingfeng,

Can we join the girl's sect together..."

Upon hearing this, the woman suddenly looked embarrassed: "They have too little qualifications, I'm afraid..."

"Girl, there is no need to be embarrassed. If it doesn't work out, forget it..."

The woman thought for a moment and said solemnly: "Well, I am going back to the sect now. I will collect a wisp of your flame and bring it back to the sect. Let the elders of the sect see it and let them make a decision. If they nod

, how about I send someone to talk to you again?"

Feng Wuchen immediately activated the flame: "Thank you, girl!"

The woman took a ray of flame and left Ziyun City with the forged Tao sword.

After that day, Feng Wuchen and his family became cultivators and were about to join the sect. The news of becoming heavenly beings spread like wildfire and spread among the people.

In the past few days, the faces of our guests have become a little brighter.

"Madam of the Feng family! I heard... you will join the sect soon and become a heavenly master. Is this happening?"

Qinghong was already happy in her heart at this moment, but she said: "There is a high disciple of the sect who wants to take my husband in, but my husband is reluctant to let me go and insists on letting her take me and Qing Feng in. That high disciple

Now that I have returned to my sect to resume my life, I don’t know when I will come back!”

"Oh! Let me tell you, Shopkeeper Feng is a man who does great things! He will definitely be promising in the future..."

"Ms. Qinghong, all those things in the past have passed. If you are lucky in the future, you must not forget us fellow villagers and neighbors..."

"What are you talking about? If we are blessed, we will not forget you..."
Chapter completed!