After Lin Yi returned, he began to regulate his breathing and practice, striving to adjust his condition to the best period.

Except for eating normally, I basically never go out and never meet Qi again.

Maybe it's already done the task.

The next day at dusk.

Before it was completely dark, Lin Yi had already returned to Master Ou Yezi's residence early.

Before I got closer, I heard a clang of iron thunder.

With the weapon shop closed, Lin Yi could only climb over the wall and go to the yard. In one of the small houses, the lights were brightly lit, and the reflection of Master Ou Yezi's hammering was still visible through the window screen.

"Squeak~"

Lin Yi pushed open the door and a wave of heat came to his face.

The forge burned by the flames, which was orange-red and bright, came into view. Between the pieces of coal and flame, a strange magic sword really attracted attention.

The ice-blue sword body intersected with the flames, but above the sword body, the light like magma was released in the spots.

That is the forged steel melted by high temperature.

Master Ou Yezi was naked, holding a black hammer in his hand, constantly hitting. The white hair on his head was inconsistent with the spiritual energy emitted by his body.

Master Ou Yezi also felt that Lin Yi was coming, but he didn't say anything. Now he had to concentrate and not be able to distract himself.

Lin Yi also stood aside sensiblely, without any sound.

This wait took more than three hours.

In more and more places, the sword of the Meteorite Iron Sword released a scorching orange-red light, which was about to suppress the unique ice-blue color. The liquid like magma slid down the sword body into the forge, making a hissing sound.

The temperature inside the house was rising straight, and even in the endless desert, Lin Yi had never felt such a high temperature.

"Clang!"

"It's done!"

Suddenly, Master Ou Yezi shouted loudly. Lin Yi, who was almost drowsy, woke up instantly and looked at him quickly.

Master Ou Yezi had already picked up the iron pliers and took out the meteorite iron sword from the stove. The magma-like coat slid down, and an ice-blue aurora was released in an instant.

The sword body was inserted into the water tank, but I could not hear the imaginary sound of the high temperature being extinguished.

"KaKaKa~"

In an instant, the whole tank of water formed ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The heat in the room fell down by the ice blue light in just a few breaths. Instead, there was an illusion of deep winter.

Lin Yi was already stunned. Although the original meteorite iron sword was cold, it was definitely not so terrifying.

But Master Ou Yezi seemed extremely calm, his eyes were filled with emotion and memorial.

"I didn't expect that I would see the glory of the meteorite again in my lifetime. Boy, this is what the meteorite looks like. You know now why I regret it when the sword is completed. I cleverly added Baizhuan Steel, but it ruined the most precious characteristic of the meteorite itself."

"Even if it becomes a sword, the Iron Sword of the Meteorite at that time was at most first-class." Master Ou Yezi sighed and looked at the frozen sword body of Han Bing. At this time, the sword was not a sword.

To be precise, this can only be regarded as a pointed cone as thick as a finger.

"Master, don't be sad. The iron-cold nature is terrifying. If it weren't forged steel that blocked the cold nature, I'm afraid no one could use this sword except me. The master was just a helpless move back then."

Lin Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart and bowed to Ou Yezi first.

"Hmph, you kid is very good at comforting people, but if you are wrong, you are wrong. I don't care about these things anymore when I am old. But it is a blessing that the winner of a good sword has been eliminated. The rest depends on whether you kid can control this sword."

Master Ou Yezi shook his head and his eyes became more anticipated.

Although Lin Yi used his skills, it was unheard of. According to his speculation, it should be an ancient martial arts handed down from the ancient sects.

"Thank you, senior."

Lin Yi took a deep breath and suddenly grabbed the hilt of the meteorite iron sword. A biting chill instantly poured into his palm. This coldness was like thousands of sharp swords piercing into the flesh.

Lin Yi's face changed slightly, and he immediately activated the cold force and poured into the meteorite iron sword from his palm.

In just a moment, Lin Yi's palm holding the sword was frozen to purple and numb.

The coldness of the cold force cannot be suppressed.

"Boy, don't force yourself. You don't have enough cultivation. You can try again in the future. If this continues, your hands will be ruined." Master Ou Yezi's face also changed. His broad palm slapped Lin Yi's shoulder, and a wave of internal force came over.

Can't even suppress the cold iron from the second level of the forging cold?

Lin Yi frowned. At this point, he really couldn't bear to give up.

He knew very well that the reason was not that he lacked internal strength, but that his chill seemed too garbage and not cold enough!

At the same time, the chill, the feeling from this sword, made him fall into the ice cave of ten thousand years. His chill was like flying snow in February, which could easily resist.

"System, what kind of garbage technique you gave me can't even get rid of the sword!"

Lin Yi cursed in his heart.

"The host should not be slandered without a chance. The Han Jin is definitely a top-level exercise in this plane, and the host has misunderstood it."

"Is there any mistake?"

Lin Yi just complained, but he really didn't expect the system to answer him.

He gritted his teeth and held back the stinging pain in his hand.

Forgetting cold power?

How can it be called to forge cold energy if the cold energy is not inflated? Since I obtained this technique, I seem to be meditating and regulating my breathing and increasing my internal strength, from the first layer of cold protection to the second layer of cold and accidental release, but the cold itself seems to have never improved.

"Let go!"

Master Ou Yezi also became impatient.

Lin Yi is quite fond of his appetite. He doesn't want this kid to ruin his hand at a young age.

"Isn't it just forging the cold? I'll forging now. I don't believe I will lose to a sword."

The continuous light blue cold light rushed out of the Dantian and rushed along Lin Yi's arm towards the sword body of the Meteorite Iron Sword.

With a bang, the water tank exploded!

Pieces of broken ice sputtered everywhere, and there seemed to be a light blue vortex around the sword body, absorbing the water in the surrounding air, and layers of light thin ice began to adhere to the sword body.

"This kid..."

Master Ou Yezi was stunned. He had felt Lin Yi's cultivation before and thought he was a good junior.

But the skills Lin Yi showed now are impossible to achieve without decades of hard practice.

Even if you start practicing qigong from the womb, you will never have such internal strength. You are such a little monster.

"It's not that there is no chance for such internal strength."

Master Ou Yezi retracted his arm. His internal force was heat and it was incompatible with the meteorite iron and could not help.

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Chapter completed!