Qi Yun looked at Lin Qianjun with some insight. He looked disbelief, but he still reached out to take the spiritual sword in Lin Qianjun's hand.

He looked at the sword in his hand carefully, saw the tail from the beginning, and even put it on his forehead and sensed it carefully.

After a while, Qi Yun was stunned.

He also has the talent of a sword-casting master, so he can naturally sense the new sword spirit.

He didn't understand. Lin Qianjun looked six or seven years younger than him, so why could he do this?

He had clearly seen the sword-casting process from beginning to end, and he didn't blink, but he still didn't understand.

He didn't understand why he could have such a big gap with Lin Qianjun, nor did he understand why Lin Qianjun could do this.

The huge gap made him begin to doubt his life.

[You have completed the task [class].]

[Task Evaluation: This class obviously made him understand the gap between humans and dogs.]

[Reward "Sword Spirit" has been issued.]

Lin Qianjun frowned when he saw the task evaluation.

How can you call Qi Yun a dog?

He is a little stupid, but he still has a personal touch.

At the same time, Lin Qianjun also felt that he had a more talent.

He opened the panel and found that under the three major swordsman talents, there was another talent of [Sword Spirit].

[Sword Spirit: Affinity to the sword +10. [Although the sword has no spirit, the sword holder has spirit.]

After having this talent, Lin Qianjun felt a sense of intimacy when he saw the sword embryos around him.

Lin Qianjun instantly realized that this was probably the so-called "sword-making master" talent.

He looked at Qi Yun who was still in a daze and said, "When I came out of the mountain, I met Uncle Qi Dong. He invited me to visit Kaoshan Village. I didn't investigate you."

When Qi Yun heard the sound, he came to his senses and looked at Lin Qianjun with a strange look.

He thought he could no longer be considered as having interpersonal communication, but Lin Qianjun in front of him seemed to be simpler than him.

In order to prove that he was truly capable, he actually kidnapped him directly and used two wooden sticks to press his eyelids to see the entire process of making swords.

After that, he did not refute because of his suspicion, but instead wanted to explain that he did not investigate his own affairs.

Qi Yun sighed in his heart that perhaps only with this innocent heart can he achieve such achievements at such an age.

"I understand." Qi Yun nodded, handed the sword back to Lin Qianjun and said, "I shouldn't have doubted you, you are indeed better than me."

"He gave me a bear paw, it was very big, I couldn't finish it alone." Lin Qianjun said expressionlessly.

Qi Yun smiled and said, "Then let's eat together."

Then, the two began to deal with the big bear paw that Lin Qianjun obtained from Kuoshan Village in the sword-casting room.

Quenching water is used to soak it, and then it is directly grilled with ground fire to remove hair... Under Lin Qianjun's superb cooking skills, although he simply adds a little seasoning, its taste is definitely not bad.

However, compared to Lin Qianjun's cooking skills, Qi Yun is more curious about Lin Qianjun's space ring.

After all, things like space props are indeed rare in this small sword world.

Qi Yun has only seen records in the book from beginning to end.

Qi Yun was a little stunned while eating bear's paw and staring at the burning earth fire. After hesitating for a while, he asked Lin Qianjun about Qi Dong's affairs.

Lin Qianjun said everything, but did not hide it. He directly told Qi Yun what happened after seeing Qi Dong.

After a long time, Qi Yun was overwhelmed, and most of the remaining bear paws were taken back by Lin Qianjun's space ring.

Qi Yun was about to leave, so he stood up and looked at Lin Qianjun and said, "Lin Qianjun, thank you."

"No need to thank you." Lin Qianjun nodded.

Perhaps because he was used to Lin Qianjun's less and more, Qi Yun didn't say more, just nodded and turned around and left.

When he turned his back, tears unconsciously shed tears in the corners of his eyes.

This time it wasn't because of the wind or the eyes were dry.

He just thought of his parents.

Although the Kuoshan Village is not particularly far from Shuangjiang City, it is difficult for him to go back once.

He is not as talented as Lin Qianjun, who has a super high talent for sword-casting masters.

Qi Yun just barely touched the edge of the sword-casting master.

In order to truly become a swordsman, he must endure loneliness and show his efforts and progress as much as possible to be recognized.

This path is destined to take decades of hard work to achieve results.

For this reason, he always has to give up.

.....

Time passed, and it has been half a year since Lin Qianjun came to Zhujian Villa.

Although he has not arrived for a long time, his reputation is no less than that of Zhuang Tong.

Because he has high efficiency in making swords here, and as long as his martial arts secrets are in place, he can basically get a sword, so people in the world come to him to ask for a sword.

Under such circumstances, Lin Qianjun's sword-casting skills have also been known to more people.

When people in the villa saw him, they almost called him Mr. Lin.

In addition to Zhuang Tong, the other two sword-casting masters in the sword-casting villa would nod slightly to express their approval when they saw Lin Qianjun.

This was almost impossible in the past.

After all, a real swordsman and a swordsman apprentice are often two different things.

Lin Qianjun's popularity attracted the envy of Qi Yun and another sword-casting apprentice Yang Huirong. He often came to Lin Qianjun to learn sword-casting skills, and Lin Qianjun did not cherish it himself, so he basically gave him any advice.

After a while, Qi Yun and Yang Huirong's sword-casting skills have also increased a lot. Although they are not as good as Lin Qianjun, they can also be said to be very fast among real sword-casting masters.

At this moment, the owner of Zhujian Villa came back.

The first thing he did when he came back was summoning three sword-casting masters to discuss the matters in the meeting hall.

As an apprentice of the sword-making master, Lin Qianjun was not qualified to participate, but Zhuang Tong thought he could already be appointed, so he took him to the meeting hall with him.

The convention hall was surrounded by sword weapons, and directly above was a sword-shaped throne. Three swords were hung high above them, which were the three divine swords in the core of the sword-making villa, [Broken River], [Create Mountain], [Calling Thunder].

And above that throne, a young man about twenty-five years old sat.

The man had a face like a jade, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and was wearing a spotless white robe. His aura looked like a sword that had not been sheathed without revealing it.

This is the owner of Zhujian Villa, Jie Xifeng.

From Lin Qianjun's player perspective, he also has a red font of LV60 above his head.

The sword cultivation level of the first to fourth levels in this world is called swordsman, great swordsman, swordsman, and great swordsman.

The fifth to sixth levels in this world are called the sword sect realm, and the seventh to eighth levels behind are called the Great Sword Sect.

Xie Xifeng's cultivation level corresponds to it, and he has reached the peak of the Sword Sect.

With such cultivation, facing an ordinary army, you can already fight ten thousand.

No wonder Zhujian Villa can maintain its current status in troubled times.

At this time, three sword-casting masters, including Zhuang Tong, also sat in the meeting hall.

The other two sword-casting masters and Xie Xifeng saw Lin Qianjun following Zhuang Tong, but they didn't say much.

They all know Lin Qianjun's strength in the sword making process now.

Zhuang Tong is already old, and Lin Qianjun, as the successor, began to come into contact with Zhujian Villa.

Not long after, all the elders in Zhujian Villa came one by one.

Seeing that the people arrived, Xie Xifeng spoke, "If there is chaos today, there are people everywhere. Our Zhujian Villa can be in a corner, but it may not be able to last for a long time. Today, we are summoning you to discuss how to deal with Zhujian Villa next."

"With the owner of the manor, there are three magic swords as a deterrent, even the court may not dare to take action against our sword-making villa. Why should you worry, the owner of the manor?" An elder said.

Xie Xifeng shook his head and said, "Don't be blindly confident. Not long ago, the Yujian Sect launched an incident. The court dispatched the Divine Sword Army and pacified it in just one day and night. Although the court is declining, it still has a considerable foundation and should not be underestimated."

"Is the Divine Sword Army formed by the late emperor actually real?"

"It is said that there are all powerful people at the level of the great sword master, and everyone can control the air. Moreover, holding the spirit sword in his hand. Once a sword formation is formed, even a master of the sword sect can only regret it!!"

"If this is true, with the situation of Zhujian Villa, I'm afraid the court will attack us sooner or later."

"Yes, the imperial court coveted the magic sword of Zhujian Villa for a long time. If we are desperate, we will be guilty of being a treasure and will probably be unable to stay out of the matter again!"

For a moment, a chaotic sound sounded, which showed its deterrence.

After a while, the voice in the meeting hall became a little lighter, and Xie Xifeng said again: "I went to Beihai before and found a piece of cold iron in Beihai. I wanted to cast another divine sword to protect my sword casting villa. At that time, if there are four divine swords to guard the four directions, even if the divine sword army arrives here, we may not be able to resist."

Having said this, everyone looked at Zhuang Tong, Xia Lie and Mou Qiulian.

These three are sword-casting masters passed down from generation to generation in the Sword Casting Villa, and only they can cast divine swords.
To be continued...