"The best rookies in this world should be Fuyunzi."

The leader of the Xuanji Bailian Sect smiled and stroked his beard, but in fact he was worried about the refining of the underground "Wanxiang Palace".

But at this moment, he could only pretend to be nothing and start commenting: "Master Ouyangzi practiced the 'Qinghong Sword'. This sword is the most central and peaceful, grand and grand, and can match any kind of sword technique... And Master Ghost Hand is unique and refined the 'Shadowless Sword'. This sword light is as bright as there, without shadow, without trace, if it matches the unique sword technique such as the Invisible Sword Technique, the Heavenly Dun Sword Technique, it is really sharp..."

"This fellow Taoist Fu Yunzi, huh? The main material he selected was just a mouthful of cold iron for thousands of years. I am afraid that it has not already used the physical properties of this object to the limit. The flying sword he refined is the 'Xuanpo Cold Light Sword'..."

He is also a master of weapon refining, so why don’t you know that Ouyang Zi and Ghost Hand both brought the materials they cherished very much.

This "Fu Yunzi" actually used ordinary materials provided by the sect, and only cherished a piece of cold iron for thousands of years, but he refined such an extremely high-quality flying sword. His skill of refining weapons really shocked the world and wept the ghosts and gods.

If there are the same conditions, I am afraid that Ouyang Zi and Ghost Hand will kneel down!

"impossible!"

In a certain fire room, a little mistress with disheveled hair looked at the list text and shouted in surprise: "I don't believe it, this is more genius than me!"

The flying sword he refined was a set of Qimen Yin and Yang double hooks. At this time, with the still existing sensing, he secretly urged him.

The two flying hooks of Yin and Yang turned into sword light, strangling towards Qinghui Lengyue.

This kind of secret competition was allowed by the Mystery Hundred Refining Sect.

After all, in addition to directly evaluating the quality of the sword light, the more intuitive thing is that the flying swords are slashing each other!

One side is safe and sound, and the other side is broken, and the advantages and disadvantages are obvious at a glance.

The double hooks of Yin and Yang turned into flowing light, catching up with the sword light transformed by Xuanpo Han Light Sword. This flying hook sword technique is different from ordinary sword technique and is best at strangling.

At this time, the two flying hooks of Yin and Yang were like pliers, and they grabbed Qinghui sword light and snatched it hard.

Click!

The sword light shattered, revealing a crystal clear sword.

The two flying hooks were in a state of power and were wrapped around again. With a few crisp sounds, the Xuanpo Han Light Sword broke in an instant...

"What?"

The head of the Xuanji Bailian Sect was a little surprised and almost stood up: "Even if the flying sword of such high quality is damaged, it cannot be broken like this. Could it be... a fish-eye mixed pearl?... no... no, there are variables!"

There was a big uproar among the casual cultivators.

Only the Xuandu Taoist, Mo Xiaochou, etc., had a few people, and their eyes were bright.

The Xuanpo Han Light Sword split into seven and suddenly turned into seven small swords. Each of them pulled out several feet long cold moon and cold light, and fought with the double hooks of Yin and Yang.

Several flying swords pecked at each other in the air, making a crisp sound like jingling.

It's like rain hitting a banana leaf, or it's like pearls falling on a jade plate.

In a blink of an eye, these nine flying swords fought each other hundreds of times.

Finally, the Yin and Yang double hooks burst into tears and were defeated first, and two gaps of rice grains appeared on the sword edge.

The two flying hooks made a whimper, like a poor puppy who had been beaten, retreated back.

Not only that, the sword light quality suddenly dropped by one foot, and it was obvious that the sword body was damaged in the previous fighting sword.

On the contrary, the seven-mouthed Xuanpo Cold Light Swords were flying all over the field, extremely agile.

"It actually... made seven pieces of tiny one furnace..."

Master Ouyang Zi sighed and dissipated the sword light, showing three of them, the green rainbow flying swords.

"I'm just getting a bite!"

The Ghost Hand Master cursed and was embarrassed to dissipate the sword light.

When he saw Ouyang Zi forming three flying swords, he thought he was not as good as the other party.

When I saw the seven-mouthed flying sword, I felt even more ashamed of the second name.

The leader of the Xuanji Bailian Sect stopped his shock and became calm, shouted: "I would like to invite all the treasure makers to sit down and give them the flying sword!"

The most exciting part of this sword refining conference finally came.

Distribute the flying sword and give it to you for destiny!

In this regard, some weapon refining masters directly designate candidates to inherit, which makes them a bit stingy.

Some weapon refiners have a question and choose the winner to give them magic weapons.

Some of them are the most casual, and they directly make the flying sword magic weapon fly out and throw them into the arms of those who are destined to be.

It can be said that it was the most exciting scene of the entire conference.

From the Bailian Mountain, various colors of escape lights flew up, and each weapon refiner has different styles and falls into the seat.

But not many people looked at them.

Almost everyone only pays attention to the top positions.

It can be imagined that from now on, Master Fu Yunzi's name will inevitably spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation and become the famous master of sword refining.

This is also the lifelong pursuit of all weapon refining masters.

"Not me, not me!"

Fu Yunzi almost cried: "This master, it's not good to choose a Taoist name, but he just renamed it with me... Alas, I'd better change my name after I go back, otherwise it will be troublesome..."

Two lights fell, and Ouyang Zi and the Ghost Hand Master appeared among them.

They looked at each other and smiled bitterly, "I really dare not list this conference before Master Fu Yunzi, so I'd better ask him to sit there!"

Suddenly, all eyes gathered in the earth fire room.

"I've seen it almost too..."

Zhong Shenxiu yawned, stretched comfortably, and walked out of the door of the earth fire room.

"It's him!"

Fu Yunzi covered her mouth: "Fellow Daoist is making such a big joke! He's almost killing me!"

"It's you!"

Li Qionghua stared at her eyes wide and said angrily: "Senior Brother, this person is Zhong Shenxiu... I don't want to ask him to give him a sword even if I die!"

"It's this person!"

Mo Xiaochou looked moved, and the Dragon Slaying Sword on his back made an excited roar.

"This person...why do I feel so familiar?"

A casual cultivator looked at Zhong Shenxiu and suddenly muttered to himself.

"Ah...Isn't this the Ancestor of Creation?"

Finally, a monk who was devoted to external alchemy techniques suddenly realized and called out.

"So it was the ancestor of fortune who was in front of him!"

"I didn't expect that in addition to the Xuanqi of the Alchemy, the Ancestor of Creation was also at the level of a master..."

Many casual cultivators even excitedly worshipped the teacher and called him the teacher.

"I just knew..."

Zhong Shenxiu held his forehead with his hands: "It's okay to travel with his original appearance. If you create such a big scene without covering it, it will take a minute to be recognized!"

"So it's a fellow Taoist, please sit down!"

The leader of the Xuanji Bailian Sect has no grudges with Zhong Shenxiu, and he still invites with a smile.

At this moment, a sword sound like a cracked silk came from the sky.

But Mo Xiaochou stood up and shouted, "I... Mo Xiaochou of Tianshan Sword Sect, I came to ask the ancestor Shenxiu to teach you a sword technique!"

He has been looking for Zhong Shenxiu for a long time.
Chapter completed!