Wuming jumped onto the roof, then sat down cross-legged, slowly turning the true energy in his body, which was his must-do homework every day.

After Wuming's movement in a great circle, he felt that his skills were more pure than before.

Ling Duyu had long been standing under the wooden house, looking at the children who were doing extremely boring sword drawing training. He would come to see it every day these days and chat with Wuming at the same time.

If Wuming couldn't continue, Ling Duyu would always stand there waiting. Wuming was also a patient person, so they often spent it like this, and even frowned, which was like two stone sculptures.

"Here you come." Wuming jumped off the roof and said hello to him.

Ling Duyu nodded, looked at the children in front of him and said lightly: "You are the best teacher I have ever met."

"The best teacher?" Wuming smiled and said nothing. Lingduyu is not so much a bandit, but rather a nobleman, an artistic aristocrat, and a romantic aristocrat.

Ling Duyu is always so elegant and kind. Apart from the scar on his face that makes people feel very uncomfortable, he can't find any of him like a bandit.

If you didn't know that the Holy Hammer Elder would never dare to deceive the Mercenary Union, Wuming really doubted whether the Holy Hammer Elder was lying.

The Hurricane bandits who are said to go out to rob every day, Wuming has come for a few days but has never seen it before, as if they will not survive if they leave the village.

"You are a very strange person, I'm very curious about you." Ling Duyu said to the sky, as if the sun in the sky was not dazzling at all.

"Is that?" Wuming's words were still very short.

Ling Duyu smiled softly and said, "It's hard for me to imagine that someone like you would steal things from the old thief of the Holy Hammer Elder."

"Is that true?" Wuming said coldly.

Ling Duyu stared at Wuming for a long time, trying to find something from Wuming's face, but after staring for a long time, he found that it was even harder to find something from Wuming's expressionless face than attacking the stove castle.

"Are you curious about me too?" Ling Duyu asked.

Wuming nodded gently.

Ling Duyu smiled happily and said, "It turns out that you are also curious, and it should be my honor to be curious about me?"

Wuming just smiled and didn't say anything. Ling Duyu looked into the distance and whispered: "Many people say that Hurricane bandits burned, killed, looted, but in fact they don't understand at all. We only rob the stove fort, or should we just rob it... Forget it... Let's not talk about it... If you think I am a good person in the future, then we will talk about it later."

For some reason, Wuming didn't think that Ling Duyu was using him. Judging from Ling Duyu's deep and complacent eyes, it always made people feel that Ling Duyu had an unimaginable past.

People like Lingduyu should become poets, right? How could they be the leader of a hurricane bandit who makes everyone’s headache? How did the long scar on their face come from?

Life was spent in the chat with Wuming and Lingduyu, and the children continued to practice drawing swords.

As the saying goes, one day in the mountains will last thousands of years.

Although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, after Wuming spent more than forty days here, he remembered the Holy Hammer Elder who had agreed with him. Why didn't he bring anyone to pretend to attack here for so long to attract the attention of Hurricane bandits, so that he could have the opportunity to find Legnethim.

A child taught by Wuming, named Serex, quickly ran to Wuming, and then bowed to Lingduyu and Wuming respectively, looked at Lingduyu excitedly, and whispered: "Chief, today is our coming-of-age ceremony. Can we set off now?"

Ling Duyu smiled and stretched out his right hand, stroked Serex's head, and said, "Of course it's OK! But according to the previous rules, in addition to me as a witness, you must also choose a teacher to accompany you."

Serex looked at Wuming and asked, "Teacher, can you please accompany us?"

"Me?" Wuming was a little surprised.

There is not only Wuming, the teacher of these children, and compared with other teachers, Wuming is the most irresponsible one. I didn't expect that these children would actually choose him.

Seeing this situation, Ling Duyu smiled and said to Wuming: "It seems that in the eyes of the children, you are the most irresponsible teacher."

"The most irresponsible? These students actually..." Wuming was not a fool. He immediately understood that these children's coming-of-age ceremony never liked to accompany them with a teacher who was too responsible. After all, if there was a little danger, those responsible teachers would take the initiative to destroy their coming-of-age ceremony.

In the eyes of children, perhaps Wuming, a teacher who only trains them simple movements and never teaches them seriously, is the most irresponsible teacher.

Wuming was somewhat embarrassed about such a thing. He quickly tried to make Bengang of the school to make an official voice and said, "Cough... Cough... the teacher has been very busy these days, so you should go find someone else!"

"Wu Ming, please don't refuse the kindness of the children. This lost forest is a very interesting place. Why don't you let me take you to visit?" Ling Duyu said, looking like a sincere invitation.

Wuming glanced at Ling Duyu helplessly, nodded, then picked up the stick stuck to the ground, and said, "When I encounter a Tyrannosaurus Rex, I will run away."

Ling Duyu heard Wuming, who rarely joked, tell jokes, and then smiled heartily and said, "You can't."

More than twenty children who had already prepared a lot took their weapons and walked out of the village with high spirits under Wuming and Ling Duyu's followers, and came to this lost forest full of unknown dangers. Wuming only then discovered that the 150 gangsters were actually among the invitations of the children.

Everyone walked and chatted along the way. Wuming learned from Lingduyu that any race on the mainland has their coming-of-age ceremony. Ordinary humans only need to jump into a lake and swim in winter to complete the coming-of-age ceremony.

The nobles were a little more troublesome. The less powerful nobles found a place to hunt, and then casually found a woman to do it once, which would be considered as completing the task.

The powerful nobles are even more troublesome. They need to participate in the rituals of the Church of Light and hunt. Some nobles even simply take their men to the border of the empire, find an imperial village, and then rush in to burn, kill and loot.

Originally, a coming-of-age ceremony that represents maturity and courage has become increasingly perverted among the nobles.

Along the way, the children were obviously quite familiar with the environment in the Lost Forest. The flowers, grass, and vines that could eat people had no chance to attack them at all, and they were also used as materials for making fire.

"Are you really scary hurricane bandits?" Looking at the active children, Zhang Feng asked Ling Duyu beside him in disbelief.

Ling Duyu smiled, not answering Zhang Feng's question, but looked ahead and said in an expectant voice: "Why have you encountered a stronger monster? I really want to see the strength of the children now."

"But never encounter a group of velociraptors." Wuming said in a low voice.

Ling Duyu shook his head and said, "Vivodor? They are not a threat to me, but they are still too terrible to these children."

Wuming nodded gently. With the strong bow in his hand and the complex environment in the Lost Forest, he believed that he could fight against the velociraptors without using Vajra. Eliminating a group of velociraptors was only a matter of time for him.

"Look! There is a white bear with antlers!" The child in front suddenly shouted excitedly, and a satisfied expression appeared on Ling Duyu's face. It seemed that this creature called a white bear with antlers should be a creature that is very suitable for children to complete their coming-of-age rituals.

The children soon fought with the deer-anted white bear, and the shouting sounds kept coming.

This is a white bear with a height of only two meters, covered with white hair, and a pair of goat horns on its head. It is now flexibly using its body that looks like it will not be so flexible in any case, dealing with these children.

The brave power of the deer-annennial white bear and its sharp claws made the children not take any advantage.

"Well! This antler white bear should be much weaker than an ogre." Wuming looked at the antler white bear in front of him and thought to himself.

The speed of the deer-annular white bear is obviously not as fast as it was at the beginning. At this time, it looks more like a deer-annular red bear from its appearance, and the wound on its body is already announcing that its life is about to end.

Looking at these hard-working children, Zhang Feng whispered: "I suddenly felt that being a happy bandit is also a good thing, at least it doesn't seem like a scheming here."

The deer-antered white bear let out its last scream in this world, and then fell to the ground with great reluctance. Although its limbs were still twitching faintly, a discerning person could tell at a glance that its life had burned the last light of life.

A child was very excited to dig out the pair of goat horns on the head of the white bear, then washed the bloody goat horns with the clean water it brought, ran to Wuming and handed them over to him.

"Teacher, thank you for your sword drawing skills, and thank you for your stand-in and watching." The child said sincerely.

Wuming smiled and took the goat's horns, and then carefully watched. The pitch-black goat's horns were about one foot long, as if there were scales attached to it. Holding them in his hand gave people a hard feeling. Although these two goat's horns cannot be used to make weapons, they are also the children's wishes.

After Wuming returned to the village, he lay in the attic of the wooden house. After watching through the window, he saw the night sky with stars and moons for the first time after coming to the village. He recalled his life these days. There was no cunning in the city, nor was it the feeling that everything was a fairyland on earth when he was in the village on the mountain. It seemed that he was not in reality.

Everything in the village is so real and simple. No matter from any aspect, it is not like the legend outside, it is a place where the demons gather without blinking.

Wuming sat cross-legged again, pushing the true energy of the body immortal. The enemy he faced after completing the mission and returning to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom may be stronger, so working hard to improve his strength is the most important thing.

At this time, a knock on the door came from the door. Wuming jumped out of the attic and opened the door. Two students who had taught Wuming looked at him with confusion and said, "Teacher, your martial arts are very strange, it seems that they are not the popular fighting spirit on the mainland."

Wuming smiled slightly, touched their heads, and said, "You are all adults now, why are you still here?"

The two students smiled awkwardly and said, "We...we want to ask the teacher for advice on drawing the knife."

Wuming remembered at this time that yesterday, these two students drew their swords twice in a row at a critical moment, and cut the deer-anted white bear under the knife. It seemed that they were still very interested in what he taught.

"I hope you won't have many opportunities to kill people by drawing your sword in the future." Wuming said softly, and the two kinds of resistance emotions of war-weariness and love-to-war collisions are always colliding in his heart.

Wuming picked up one of the students' swords with scabbards and walked out of the door, put the sword at his waist, stared at the wooden man with all his attention, and suddenly drew the sword quickly. The silver light passed through the wooden man, instantly cutting the wooden man in half. The scabbard in his left hand also slashed at the wooden man with his backhand while slashing it with his backhand.

The wooden man, who had just been cut off by a steel knife, had not had time to slide down, but was completely knocked out by the scabbard that followed.

"Two-headed dragon slash, the scabbard is the second attack after the enemy successfully dodges." The unnamed general returned the knife in his hand to the student, and said, "Practice carefully. This is a sword technique to protect relatives, not a sword technique to kill people."

The two stunned students nodded mechanically.

"Not bad! Not bad!" Ling Duyu, who came to find the unknown, clapped and said.

"This kind of trick is nothing to you!" Wuming said.

Ling Duyu shook his head and said, "How could this be? This set of sword techniques is simple and practical, and is definitely a first-class sword technique." Then he lowered his voice and asked in Wuming's ear: "Is this really a sword technique invented to protect his relatives?"

Wuming smiled and asked back, "Who in this world would create such a murderous sword technique to protect his relatives?"

Ling Duyu nodded with a smile, looking like this indeed.

"Don't you invite me into the room?" Ling Duyu asked as she looked at Wuming.

After a while, Ling Duyu sat in the seat he usually sat, picked up a cup of overnight tea that Wuming had poured last night, moistened his throat, and asked, "Do you know what Legnethim is?"

"Legnethim?" If it weren't for Ling Duyu's reminder, Wuming almost almost forgot why he came to this copycat.

Wuming shook his head expressionlessly, thinking to himself: "Here is here!"

Ling Duyu smiled and said, "Legnethim is a special metal on the continent. Legend has it that even the gods cannot make this metal. They can only produce a little through the fertility of the earth. I hope to get a piece for you before you return to your hometown. Maybe you can find a dwarf and ask him to help you create an excellent weapon."

‘Help me get a piece of Legnethim? Didn’t Lingduyu? Why would he say he wanted to get a piece of it for me? If this is true, why did Elder Saint Hammer ask me to come here?’ Wuming suddenly felt that he fell into a conspiracy, but what was this conspiracy?

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a man in grass-green clothes suddenly ran in from outside. When he saw Ling Du Yu, he was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect to see him here. Then he bowed to Ling Du Yu and said, "Captain! No! The stove fort brought the army of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom to encircle us."

Ling Duyu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of disdain on his face, and said, "Don't worry about them. When they have moved enough in the Lost Forest and tired, we will go and clean up them."

"I'm going to fight? The mission is about to be completed..." Wuming suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Captain...they surrounded us last night." Before the man finished speaking, at the moment when Ling Duyu was surprised, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand. When Wuming wanted to make a sound reminder, the dagger had successfully penetrated Ling Duyu's body.

Ling Duyu was injured and shook the man away with a palm, looked at him in disbelief and said, "You..."

It can be seen that this person should be someone Ling Duyu trusts very much, otherwise he would not have seized such a good opportunity.

The man obviously had been prepared for a long time. Just as Ling Duyu slashed out a palm, he quickly retreated. However, he still did not completely avoid Ling Duyu's palm. He spit out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground, with an expression of incredible belief on his face. He barely took out a heart protection mirror from his arms that was broken by Ling Duyu's palm, and said softly: "Impossible! Impossible! How could the heart protection mirror made by Elder Sacred Hammer be so vulnerable?"
To be continued...