The old man slowly walked to the three swords, reached out to caress one by one, with a strange look on his face.

"Jingyu, a middle-grade third-level. I went to the East China Sea to hunt and fought with the ghost-faced salmon for seven days and seven nights. Finally, I killed it. Later, I used its spine as the main material and added the Star Meteorite Iron Mother to make this Jingyu sword. This sword is as hard as iron and soft as water. It comes with two magic tricks: killing water and crossing steel!"

"Lost Ying, a middle-grade third-level. There is a rare peach coral at the bottom of the East China Sea. Its floating colorfully is like falling Ying, and it is magnificent. Its texture is like hard jade and steel, and it can resist spiritual power. It is an extremely rare material for refining weapons. I spent ten years to collect three kilograms to refine this Luoying sword. Using this sword can attract Luoying all over the sky and kill people invisibly. It comes with its own magic tricks, Luoying!"

The old man finally stopped in front of the sword in the middle, staring at it with a lot of pity in his eyes for a while, then he held the sword in his hand and slashed it casually.

A cold breath suddenly appeared, and the huge white mist seemed like a solid body and could not see anything at all.

The whole room seemed to have solidified, and Zhou Shu stood there, as if he could not move, and was quite stunned.

"This sword is called Bingxiao, the third-level top-grade!"

There seemed to be a layer of light on my face, "This is my most proud work. It took me thirty years to refine it. Since then, I have never refine the flying sword again."

"Bingxiao, the main material used is the real five thousand-year-old black ice. I found it from an ice cave at the bottom of the East China Sea. For these black ice, I have half of my hands and feet... But what does it matter? If you get such a good sword material, it is worth losing no matter how much it is!"

The old man looked stern, "Thousand-year-old black ice, plus the countless auxiliary materials I have earned in my life savings, finally became this sword."

Zhou Shu couldn't help but nodded and praised her continuously.

It is hard to imagine the price this old man paid for the sword. He gave all his energy and savings to the sword for most of his life. He was also disabled, but if he had not paid so, he would not have been able to refine such a good sword.

The old man's eyes flashed, "Boy, tell me, what magic will this sword have?"

Zhou Shu didn't think without thinking, "No magic tricks."

"It's right!"

The old man nodded heavily, "Good swords, you shouldn't have magic tricks! I have been practicing swords for many years, but I only realized this essence later. Unfortunately, I got to know each other too late. Boy, is it that you are also a sword cultivator?"

Zhou Shu nodded and shook his head, "Yes, not."

He is a sword cultivator, but not just a sword cultivator. Cultivating swords is a means, not his goal of cultivating immortals. This is essentially different from a sword cultivator. A true sword cultivator will always give it to a sword.

The old man looked angry, "How can a sword cultivator be indifferent? Yes, no, no!"

Zhou Shu didn't want to explain anything, so he took out the heavy gold sword and waved it out. A group of demon ants suddenly flashed, and soon bit a big hole on the ground, and then drilled into the ground and disappeared.

The old man was stunned and stared at Zhou Shu for a long time.

"Sword Intention is transformed! If you are only in the foundation building realm, you have already transformed the sword Intention, and you have reached this level. Do you still say you are not a sword cultivator?"

He seemed to be roaring. But he soon sighed again, "I have been practicing sword for fifty years, but I still don't know what the sword intent is. People are incomparable..."

Zhou Shu looked solemn, "People really cannot compare with each other. There is no need to compare. Everyone has specialties. The master's skill in refining weapons and willingness to devote his life, and the younger generation can't catch up with it. Compared with the sword intent, this is more respectful to the younger generation."

"well."

The old man sighed, suddenly became discouraged, hung his sword back to his original place, and slowly walked back to the wooden table to sit down.

Although he is very good at refining weapons, what he wants to do most is a sword cultivator. Unfortunately, he is really talented and cannot comprehend the sword intent at all, so he cannot become a sword cultivator.

The old man waved his hand, "You go."

Thinking of the past, the old man looked depressed.

Zhou Shu took a few steps closer, "Brother-in-law, I have something to ask for, don't you know if I can?"

The old man looked cold, "I said, I won't sell my swords, I will take them to die."

"I didn't do my father-in-law's sword."

Zhou Shu shook his head gently, "Swords are all good swords, and I want them to get them too, but these are all based on my father-in-law's hard work, just like blood. How can I let my father-in-law give up? What I do is another matter."

"oh?"

The old man showed a little suspicion on his face. Many cultivators had come to approach him before, but most of them were for his sword, but the young man in front of him seemed not like this.

Zhou Shu took out his heavy gold sword, "I also have a sword, please check it out."

This heavy gold sword was the reward he received after defeating Hong Yuan. He has been using it until now and feels that it is very suitable for his broken jade sword intent, so he has no idea of ​​changing his sword for the time being.

"The main material is good, the rare fourth-level Tongling sand, and it has been forged and ground more than a hundred times. The auxiliary materials include Fengxia Gold, Sun Yatana, Thunder Gold Wood, Golden Grass, etc., and there should be a steel sandalwood turtle back in the East China Sea. It is well matched, the finished product is heavy and transparent, suitable for sword techniques such as heavy chopping and killing, and can be considered as a third-level mid-grade."

The old man had a passion for swords. He took it to see it for a moment and quickly made it clear.

Zhou Shu couldn't help but admire the material of this heavy gold sword. He only knew Tongling Sand, and he had never seen anything else. "The father-in-law is really a scholarly celestial being and a master of artifacts."

"What kind of master of art? I only practice swords and know nothing about other magic weapons, hum."

A trace of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes. It was disdain of the arrogant man. Behind it was joy, but he was unwilling to express his emotions.

He glanced at Zhou Shu with a calm expression, "You show me the sword, do you want me to help you improve your grade?"

Zhou Shu bowed sincerely, "The father-in-law is wise, I am asking for this."

But after sensing the three swords in the house, Zhou Shu knew that the old man must be a master of weapon refining and a sword-making master who specializes in sword-making. He immediately had the idea of ​​improving the grade of a heavy gold sword. Such a good opportunity must not be missed.

He will soon be able to reach the Mai Ning Realm. If he gets the fourth-level flying sword as soon as he reaches the Mai Ning Realm, it will be of great benefit to the future.

The old man shook his head and handed the sword back, "If you had been here twenty years ago, you might be fine, but now I can't do it, so please ask for a clever one."

Zhou Shu bowed again, "Brother-in-law, I will do my best to pay whatever the price I need to pay."

The old man looked at Zhou Shu and sighed slightly, "It's not that I don't want it, it's really impossible."

"ah?"

The old man slowly raised his left hand that had been in his sleeve, "Twenty years ago, after I refined the Bingxiao Sword, the Qi veins and tendons of my left hand were completely destroyed and could not be repaired, and I could no longer practice the sword. You know that the real person of Tahaihai is very suitable for me, but I can't do it even if I can't do it."

The hands were skinny and dry, as if they were astonishing as j's claws.

Zhou Shu bowed again, with a heavy expression, "Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, I'm rude and ignorant, please forgive me."

Without a hand, it is obvious that you can't refine the weapon. Although I'm sorry, I can only accept it.

"Ha, you guys are really interesting, what's there to apologize for?"

The old man shook his head and smiled freely, "I have nothing to regret after refining Bingxiao. If you can't practice, you can't practice it."

Zhou Shu nodded with a smile, "That's right, there are treasures that have been passed down from generation to generation, so my father-in-law should have no regrets."

The old man looked at Zhou Shu, "I can't practice anymore, but..."

"ah?"
Chapter completed!