The sword slowly formed in my hands, and my heart was dragged back a long time ago. In the Blacksmith's Union in Hanbing City, I used the method taught by the old man to forge the first blood and tears sword.

The sword of blood and tears in my hand was not the same as before.

As my breathing gradually stopped, my hands were moving slowly. The long sword in my eyes gradually merged with the Xuanyuan sword underneath. The fusion of vision made everything in the world disappear, and the interweaving of red and purple woven, pounding in front of my eyes. In my ears, there were only one knock after another, accompanied by heartbeat, one after another...

The legend of decay was watching my movements motionlessly. He was surprised to find that my hand holding the hammer was tightly tiring because of the excessive force and the high temperature here, it had begun to crack and bleeding.

Every drop of blood flowed out of my tiger's mouth, and splashed down along the hammer onto the gradually formed sword.

In his eyes, the sword I was placing underneath was completely different from the new sword above, but for some reason, there was a very inexplicable connection.

He dared not speak out because he understood that at this moment, any mistake would lead to an irreversible situation.

"Who is he? Why, who doesn't know how to forge at all, can actually forge such a sword with inferior materials, which can make people feel their heartbeat and hear the shouting of the soul."

The legend of the decay asked himself in his heart. Yun Zhongtian, who had been with him for so many days, seemed so strange in front of him.

"Ah! It's him!" The decaying legend almost exclaimed, but it quickly gave up his thoughts.

This is impossible. There is no information about the hidden person deletion number from the Western continent. How could these two people be the same?

But no matter what, he was still impressed by everything he saw in front of him. Only such a person, only with such a state of mind, could he forge a truly peerless sword.

As my hands moved, I felt a stream of passion in my heart surging with my heart. The sound of knocking after knocking was like a heavy knock on my heart, just like the heart Gu used by the Queen of the Poison Spider, almost every stroke could take my life.

But I dare not stop, and I can't watch the results I have earned with hard work are gone.

“Yasha…Yasha…”

A voice sounded from my mind, making me slightly stunned, and the hammer in my hand almost fell into the wrong place.

"who?"

I only asked in my heart, but I didn't dare to continue thinking too much, and just looked at the sword shadow in my hand with concentration.

"Take out your heart Gu and inlaid it onto the sword." The voice said to me, "You must move quickly, I will almost lose control of it."

This sound...is the Xuanyuan Sword?!

With this distraction, a crack appeared on the ground long sword in his hand.

"Has failed?" The Legend of Decay looked at my movements and sighed in disappointment. But he immediately found that my movements did not stop because of this. Instead, they accelerated their speed, took out something from their backpack and pressed it onto the sword.

Heart Gu!

All I can think of is the bead I got after killing the poisonous spider queen.

Now I have no time to think about it more. I can only embed the bead based on my feelings.

Without using any tools, I directly held the beads with my hands and pressed them on the crack. The high temperature burned a few large blisters of water in my hand. The thick blood poured on the beads, and in an instant, it was sucked in by the sword body.

Heartbeat!

My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if a new life was about to be born. I suddenly realized that my hands were tightly stuck and could never be taken down.

It's over. Why did I make such a low-level mistake, holding something inlay with my hands, isn't that asking for death?

It's over... everything is over...

The newly cast earth sword gradually melted, disappeared in the flames, and evaporated without a trace. Only the Xuanyuan sword cushioned below emitted a light that I didn't quite understand.

"Hundred Ghost Yasha players, congratulations on understanding the forging skills. Please name the new long sword you forged."

Surprised, surprised, unable to understand.

Didn’t it fail? Why did the system give me a prompt for success and asked me to name the new long sword?

Sword? Where is the sword?

Apart from the Xuanyuan Sword, I didn’t see another sword in front of me. Could it be that I made the sword until I melted the Xuanyuan Sword?

No way?

My heart tightened, and I quickly grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword and looked up and down carefully.

There was no damage on the Xuanyuan Sword, and there was no trace left. It was just that the light on the sword did not jump, showing a very pleasant luster.

"Why don't you let my brother come out and show his face!" Xuanyuan Sword's voice came from my mind. I opened my mouth and opened my backpack. There was no sword inside, at least not the sword I forged just now.

"It's not in your backpack, it's in your palm!" Xuanyuan Sword whispered, and the light on the sword's body flashed again, as if she was particularly excited.

Palm?

I raised my left hand blankly, and there was a bloody and bloody area on it. I could almost see clear white bones on my palms scalded by metal, and the charred scars looked so shocking.

"This...what is this?"

Looking at my terrible palm, I suddenly realized that there was something more in the palm of my left hand. It was like a bulging bag, or a closed eye.

I put down the Xuanyuan Sword and touched the bulging thing with my right hand. A bright red light suddenly burst out from the palm of my hand. The "eye" opened, and a bunch of blood spurted out from it, splashing up to ten feet high.

"Zhongtian!" The decaying legend screamed and suddenly panicked.

I had already shed a lot of blood just now, but this time I had a heavy bleeding. It would be strange if I didn't die.

The blood did not continue to gush, and stayed in mid-air like it had solidified. The dazzling red light kept surging, condensing...

Gradually, something wrapped around my hand, like a thin chain of cables, a chain of cables woven from blood.

At the other end of the chain was connected, a sword that was almost exactly the same as the Xuanyuan Sword, but the pattern on it was exactly the opposite.

"This...this is..."

The same sentence comes from the mouths of three people.

One is me, shocked by what happened in front of me.

One is a decay legend, and he can't understand what happened at all.

The other one is an old man.

At some point, a faint figure appeared in front of me. I was wearing a dark purple robe, half of my shoulders and arms were exposed, and my pale beard fluttered in my chest. A hint of surprise and a little surprise were revealed in my eyes.

"Mr. Gong?" I almost screamed out loud. The npc standing in front of me was nothing but someone else. It was the forging master who taught me the way of forging and was invited back to the Demon House by me - Gong Xinzi!

No! This is not a worker.

Although the two look almost exactly the same, there is still a little difference in their eyes and temperament.

Mr. Worker has become more determined, but the one in front of him has become more wise.

"Do you know Gong Xinzi? No wonder." The old man looked at me and smiled.

"I am not Gong Xinzi, but his senior brother. In his early years, he went to the Western world alone and made a name for himself. If you were his disciple, it would be no wonder that you could forge such a sword."

"I...I'm not..." I said timidly, not knowing how to explain.

It is not false to say that I am a disciple of Mr. Gong. The way of making the secret comes completely from Mr. Gong Xinzi, but I am now a hundred ghosts.

Although in reality, the two characters who play the same person are the same, this is a game after all. The hidden and the Baigui Yasha are just two completely different characters.

"Who can explain clearly the past and present life, the nine cycles of reincarnation?" the old man seemed to understand what I was thinking and said with a smile.

"Since you have fulfilled my request, I will naturally fulfill my promise. From today on, you will be the master of forging and mechanism techniques. As long as you are in this level, you can make all the items in the mainland."

A red light flew over my head, and two system prompts woke me up from my loss.

No! Why is it a master?

Didn’t this old man just agree that he was a master of the craftsman? Now he actually regrets him in person! I have a little respect for him because he is the senior brother of the old man!

"You are wondering why you are just a master, not a craftsman?"

The old man said with a smile.

"Because the sword you forged is just a spiritual weapon, not a magical weapon."

Spiritual weapon?!

I looked back at the long sword that "growed" from my hands. Strictly speaking, it had no substance at all. The entire sword body was made of my blood, and every move was completely influenced by my mind.

"This sword is completely integrated with your life. If you are born, he will die, he will die. If your strength increases, he will become stronger. When you become a god, he will become a magic weapon. When that day, that is, when you become a craftsman, you will understand what I say, do you understand?"

Become a God?!

I was shocked by this word. Is there any saying that there is a god in the world? This is a bit incredible.

But no matter what, if you can cast a spiritual weapon for the first time, it is indispensable to have a sense of accomplishment.

"One day, you will become a magic weapon, then I will give you a name - Heart!"

Although this long sword, which was completely condensed from my blood, was not powerful, it seemed to grow on my body, just like my other hand. When my fingers moved, it had already flew up, turned around my body in a circle, and made a pleasant sound.

I can actually feel its mood? It is stronger than the unity of mind that the Xuanyuan Sword can bring to me.

It seems that at this moment, the sword is me, and I am the sword!
Chapter completed!