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Chapter 227: Forging Weapons

"Senior, I want to know, do you have high-level monster essence and blood here?" Long Chen asked with anticipation.

Sure enough, Long Chen was right in anticipation, the old man nodded and said, "Yes, they are all fourth-level monster essence and blood, do you want it?"

I heard from Aman that his master has been accompanying him to hunt and often eat fourth-level monsters, so his body is so strong.

You should know that the essence and blood of the fourth-level monster are treasures. Whether it is tempering the body or using medicine to refine the alchemy, it has a very wide effect.

So when Long Chen asked this question, he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this reply: "Can you give me some?"

"This is all a trivial matter. The one who doesn't want to call me a senior is uncomfortable. I, Cangming, since I don't want to be my teacher, just call me Uncle Cangming," Cangming waved his hand and said.

Long Chen glanced at Ling Yunzi. If he called Cangming uncle, wouldn’t he be of the same seniority as the head?

Ling Yunzi saw Long Chen's thoughts and smiled faintly: "This is okay, our Xuantian Villa is different from other sects.

Other sects are all masters and apprentices, and their apprentices are more important to seniority. Our Xuantian Villa is similar to the style of ordinary secular schools, and does not stick to seniority.”

Then Long Chen smiled at Cangming and said, "Long Chen has met Uncle Cangming."

"Hehe boy, actually the old man really looks forward to you. Your arrogance and ruthlessness are exactly the same as my husband back then.

Only people like you who can really take action when they meet those extremely vicious evil disciples.

As for the cabbage in the greenhouse, I'm too lazy to evaluate it. Xiao Lingzi, don't ignore it.

I have said a long time ago that there are problems with the rules of the other courtyard. What are the cultivated under this framework?

Everyone dresses are more beautiful than anyone else. Who is better at fighting in real battles? Who is more skilled in fighting skills? Who is more gorgeous in his tricks?

To put it bluntly, the ultimate goal of fighting is to kill the opponent with the minimum consumption. If you can kill with one blow, you will never take a second shot.

When you meet an opponent who is stronger than you, you must be like Long Chen. Even if you kill me, you will not be able to survive.

Look at what that name is, what is Wu?”

Cangming suddenly couldn't remember the name, and Tu Fang hurriedly said, "His name is Wu Qi."

"Yes, that Wu Qi is simply a piece of shit, proud and arrogant. With his virtue, he will definitely scare him when he meets a cruel evil master.

In a life-and-death battle, what other strategies do you want to play or psychological tactics? I'm a big shot, are you the strong ones you have cultivated?

Cultivate a group of pigs and then give them to those evil disciples to practice. The disciples in our other courtyard are worse than those of the previous generation.”

Cangming became more and more angry as he spoke. At the end, he couldn't help but sigh, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes, as if he had recalled something.

Ling Yunzi was scolded and said nothing. He also knew that there were some problems with the rules of the other court. The key was that these were the rules set above and could not be changed.

"Xiao Lingzi, although you were extremely talented at the beginning, you lacked a sense of ruthlessness in your bones. You were too cautious in doing things and had no courage.

So you finally became the head of our villa. Think about the strong men of the same generation, what are their cultivation efforts now?

Although it is beneficial to be a stable person, it is not possible as a practitioner. If you don’t have the courage and courage, you will not be able to go far.

Talent is farts. If you let it go, it may sound and be so exciting. If you can't let it go, who knows what farts you are holding?"

Hearing this, Long Chen almost laughed out loud, but he had to admit that Cang Ming was too right, and his words were rough but not rough, and he was simply to the point.

There are more talented people, but they do not have the will to practice desperately, and the determination to bravely climb the top and break through the shackles of heaven and earth. No matter how good the talent is, it is a waste. As Cangming said, if the farts held in his stomach cannot be released, it will be useless.

Originally, Long Chen was a little sneering at the selection method of the other courtyards. Long Chen didn't agree with other methods except for the cave assessment.

"Xiao Lingzi, life is full of flowers and trees, and it will soon pass. As the saying goes, people leave their names and swallows leave their voices. I want to ask you, when you die, do you know what you left behind?

You left nothing behind, you have been a good person all your life and do things in every way." Cangming shook his head and said regretfully:

"I originally wanted to train you to be a real warrior, but you had to listen to my senior brother and be an obedient and good boy."

Cangming looked at Aman with a satisfied look: "God treats me well, so that I can meet such a precious apprentice in my twilight years, hehe."

"God treats me well. When I meet you, old man, I can finally eat it until I can't eat it anymore." Aman also said with gratitude.

Aman's expression made Cangming laugh. Although Aman was a little stupid and a little stupid, he never beat around the bush. Although it sometimes makes people angry, Cangming really likes this silly boy.

He treated Aman as his own child. He knew that Aman was honest and honest and would never bully others. So when Aman was bullied, he slapped Elder Sun with a slap.

If he hadn't been concerned about the face of the leader Ling Yunzi, he would have pulled Elder Sun over and kicked him to death.

Cangming's originally depressed mood was much diluted by Aman's words, and the whole scene became much easier.

Ling Yunzi pondered for a moment, looked at Long Chen and said, "Long Chen, how do you think the other courtyard should develop so that the disciples can become stronger?"

Long Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you are a disciple of Zhesha. You are just a rookie in the blood coagulation realm. How can you know so much?"

Ling Yunzi smiled slightly and said to himself, "You don't know how terrifying you are yet. When you know, you won't think so."

"It's okay, tell me what you think, I want to hear it," Ling Yunzi said seriously.

Seeing that Ling Yunzi had no intention of joking, Long Chen didn't want to smile, so he said seriously:

"Since the leader is determined, the boy has to talk nonsense. In fact, in my eyes, the rule of the other courtyard is: let the horse run away, and not let the horse eat grass.

It’s really boring to have a competition similar to children’s games if you want to train disciples but don’t give them enough space!”

Tu Fang frowned and said, "Without competition, how can you feel urgency? How can you practice quickly without urgency?"

Obviously, Tu Fang was a little dissatisfied with Long Chen's words. If there was no competition and resources were allocated equally, wouldn't the disciples' growth be too slow?

"Competition is of course a good thing, but there is a premise, that is, a healthy way of competition.

It is obvious that competition in the villa is a pathological way of competition, and the villa's original intention is good.

Let everyone compete with each other and improve each other, use each other's oppression to inspire the will to strive for strength, so that everyone can have the desire to surpass each other and strive to practice desperately.

As Senior Cangming said, this method itself is not wrong, but the so-called masters cultivated are just a group of waste.

I think I have high cultivation, good talent, and strong combat skills, and will be invincible in the world.

Once such a person reaches a life-and-death battle, he will find how ridiculous his reliances are.

No matter what kind of cultivation you are, no matter what kind of combat skills you are, no matter what kind of talent you are, they just want to cut off your head.

At this moment, those fancy fighting styles become tofu in the face of others' desperate attacks, and the final result is to die gorgeously in the hands of others."

After Long Chen finished speaking, he made Tu Fang and Ling Yunzi silent for a while. Long Chen told the embarrassing situation in the other courtyard, but it could not be changed.

You can't let these disciples fight each other to the death, let alone the above disagrees, which force will send the disciples to a different courtyard.

Originally, the ultimate assessment had already discouraged countless forces. If the disciples were killed, the other courtyards would not even be recruited.

"How can this situation be improved?" Ling Yunzi looked at Long Chen and said.

"Build an enemy" Long Chen said very readily.

"oh?"

"Aren't we mortal enemies with evil ways? Then there is no need to establish it. Uncle Cangming said that our disciples are their whetstones?

So why can't they be our whetstones? When a goal is set, everyone will develop towards one goal and condense everyone into a rope.

It’s much better than our internal struggle, and the result of internal struggle is that everyone no longer trusts and is hostile to each other. Even if there is a common enemy, it will be difficult to gather together,” Long Chen said.

Tu Fang nodded and said, "This is a method, but we don't know when the evil disciples will invade, it's a bit troublesome."

"Can't we invade them?" Long Chen asked with a strange look.

Tu Fang and Ling Yunzi couldn't help but be shocked. They were always forced to fight back after the invasion of evil ways. They have formed a habit for a long time, focusing on defense.

Today, Long Chen proposed to take the initiative, which made them very moved, but this matter needs to be considered.

"Thank you, I will consider it." Ling Yunzi smiled at Long Chen, and the space moved, and the picture disappeared in front of everyone.

"Long Chen, this is the blood of monsters I collected. You can use them all." Cang Ming said, took out a space ring and threw it directly to Long Chen.

Long Chen opened the ring and saw that even with Long Chen's concentration, he almost screamed excitedly, and there were more than fifty tanks of monster essence and blood.

That's all the essence and blood of the fourth-level monster. If it is made into essence and blood of the ten thousand beasts, it will definitely make his cultivation soar.

"In addition, uncle has nothing to give to you. I will make a weapon for you, and I think it is a gift for you," Cang Ming said.

"Old man, didn't you lose by betting? Why did you give a gift again?" Aman said strangely.

Cangming suddenly turned red and glared at Aman fiercely. It is the most annoying thing to be smart when he shouldn't be smart.

Long Chen was ecstatic when he heard that Cangming wanted to build a weapon for him. He really lacked a handy weapon now.

"Then I'm thankful Uncle Cangming. I hope my weapons can be heavier," Long Chen said excitedly.

"Then you punch me with all your strength and I'll see it," Cang Ming said.

Long Chen was not polite, knowing that Cangming was evaluating his strength, and his whole body burst out and he punched him.

boom!

Long Chen's punch was blocked by Cang Ming, and a look of surprise appeared in Cang Ming's eyes: "It's even stronger than I thought. It actually has more than 80,000 kilograms of strength. How about you hit a big knife worth 50,000 kilograms?"

"It's about 150,000 pounds, or heavier," Long Chen said very much. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotia.net
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