Facing Jie Xifeng's gaze, Lin Qianjun looked back and then replied faintly: "With me here, the magic sword will be accomplished."

It's just a purple-grade sword. As long as the materials are in place, even if Lin Qianjun's current cultivation level is only at the third level, he doesn't think it's difficult.

From beginning to end it is a matter of time.

When everyone else heard Lin Qianjun's words, the expressions of the others became a little dissatisfied.

Mainly it's too arrogant.

You should know that from ancient times to the present, Zhujian Villa has been established for more than two thousand years, and has accumulated three magical swords.

It can be seen that the difficulty of casting a magic sword.

This is not just a matter of materials, but also technical difficulties.

Even if you get the materials, it would be useless if you don’t have a swordsman.

Sometimes it is a swordsman, but the materials are not good.

Even if the sword-caster and sword-casting materials are complete, it may not be guaranteed to have 100% successful sword-casting.

Both the right time, place and people are indispensable.

However, before everyone could speak, Xie Xifeng was the first to speak.

"Okay, since you have such confidence, I will let you join the candidates for sword casting and cast the divine sword with the three masters." Xie Xifeng said with a strong and powerful voice.

"Lin Qianjun will definitely live up to the trust of the owner." Lin Qianjun bowed his hand and said.

"The owner of the manor thought twice!" An elder said, "The cold iron in Beihai is hard to come by. If it is damaged, if you want to have a second piece, you don't know how long it will take to wait."

"Elder Liu, don't persuade me, I'm determined." Jie Xifeng waved his hand and said to Lin Qianjun and others: "Several masters, please follow me to the treasure house to get the cold iron!"

After saying that, Jie Xifeng led Lin Qianjun and others away, without saying a word to everyone in the field.

Seeing this, many elders sighed and felt miserable.

They wanted to persuade Xie Xifeng more.

But half of the current status of Zhujian Villa is made by Jie Xifeng, so what can they say?

On the other side.

Lin Qianjun and three masters have arrived in front of the treasure house of Zhujian Villa.

The gate here is made of 100-forged fine iron, which is extremely hard and cannot be broken by idle characters. It can only be opened with the unique sword power of the owner of the Zhujian Villa.

In addition, there are countless disciples outside here to defend, and there are also a lot of mechanisms inside.

A famous thief from the world came, but he was caught by the guards of Zhujian Villa on the way here, and in the end he was killed as a thief. He was extremely depressed.

At this time, Xie Xifeng placed his hand on the treasure house gate and began to input sword power in a specific way. The machine inside the door made a loud crackling sound. After a while, a loud bang sound came from the gate and then opened to both sides.

Xie Xifeng stepped forward first and took the four people in.

The treasure house was extremely empty. Lin Qianjun followed Zhuang Tong, his head kept shaking from side to side, and he looked at the arrangement here carefully.

It was filled with various shelves, including all kinds of precious ores, and there were traces of excavation around it. It was obvious that it was once an empty mine cave. His nose wings swayed and he instantly realized what kind of mine was here.

This place used to be a black iron vein.

With such a huge black iron ore vein as the foundation, the prosperity of Zhujian Villa naturally makes sense.

It is easy for Lin Qianjun to think of the scene where the founder of Zhujian Villa was the first to cast swords with the help of the black iron ore here, and then develop step by step.

As the few people advanced, the temperature gradually became lower.

After a while, they arrived at the depths of the treasure house.

Here, there is a frozen pond.

Through the thick ice, you can vaguely see a little blue glimmer under the ice.

Xie Xifeng took a step forward, his sword power surged in his body, and he stroked his fingers twice above the cold pond.

Crack, bang!

The ice shattered, revealing a blue ore hidden in it the size of a head.

Xie Xifeng reached out to take a photo, then took it out from the bottom of the pond water, and carried it up with sword force.

At this time, the air around was filled with frost and began to freeze, and the temperature almost dropped to tens of degrees below zero.

Fortunately, the people here have passed the level of cultivation, so this temperature change has no effect.

Xie Xifeng sighed: "This is the piece of cold iron in Beihai. I went to Beihai this time. I was just planning to find a snow beast and use its bones to make a sword. Who knew that the snow beast did not find it, but found the cold iron in Beihai. It was a place to search for it without any effort!"

Then, Xie Xifeng threw the North Sea cold iron on the ground, looked at everyone and asked, "Masters, how do you think you should cast the divine sword with it?"

"It's so cold that the fire of the earth veins may be difficult to dissolve, right?" Xia Lie reached out and stroked his chin, his expression becoming a little embarrassed.

"If you use ground fire to dissolve, even if you succeed, it will damage the coldness. This method is inappropriate." Mou Qiulian shook her head and said, "I think it is necessary to use sword force to nourish it and shape it bit by bit. It only takes ten years to succeed."

"Master Mou, I can buy at most half a year for Zhujian Villa. This method is too slow." Xie Xifeng said.

"Press and shape the body. Our cultivation is not bad. We will beat it day and night. March is enough. For the rest of the time, we can give it a spirit together!!" Zhuang Tong said.

"I can't hold on to my old bones. At most, I will have to exhaust myself after three hours!" Xia Lie shook his head.

"I can't do it either, old woman. I will be exhausted after a maximum of one hour." Mou Qiulian also shook her head and said.

Hearing this, Xie Xifeng's face showed a hint of disgust.

"I should be able to last twelve hours!"

Just then, Lin Qianjun suddenly spoke.

Jie Xifeng and the other two looked at Lin Qianjun with a strange expression.

Their cultivation level has reached the peak of the Great Sword Master, and Lin Qianjun is only at the peak of the Sword Master. Although judging by this age, he is already considered to be of extraordinary talent, but one level is the difference between heaven and earth.

Lin Qianjun's words are really hard to convince.

Even Zhuang Tong looked confused.

He believed in Lin Qianjun's skills in casting, but he was very skeptical of Lin Qianjun's cultivation.

Seeing that everyone was suspicious, Lin Qianjun also explained slightly: "The martial arts I practice are special, and my sword power is more than dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people."

Hearing the sound, Xie Xifeng said, "Lin Qianjun, what you said is true?"

"I dare not deceive the owner of the manor, what I said is indeed true." Lin Qianjun replied.

"It's important. Since that's the case, you can let go of your mind first and don't resist. Let me use my sword power to investigate." Xie Xifeng said.

Lin Qianjun nodded and said, "Okay."

As the sound fell, Xie Xifeng's majestic sword power had already enveloped Lin Qianjun not far away. They rushed into their bodies along Lin Qianjun's tendons and veins, easily sensing the situation inside Lin Qianjun's body.

Lin Qianjun has now reached the third level of sword body practice, and his whole body is being tempered by sword power at all times.

Such tempering makes his body extremely strong and tough everywhere.

So his upper dantian, middle dantian, lower dantian, internal organs, cells, acupoints, bones, etc.... Any place where he can store sword power has been opened to store sword power.

It can be said that although he only has the third level, even the sixth level may not be comparable to him in terms of sword power reserves.

And the most outrageous thing is that the sword power stored in Lin Qianjun's body has different attributes.

This is the result of the fusion of essences extracted from the various martial arts secrets he obtained.

Such a complex technique may not even be able to learn it if you change someone.

But when he came, he was far from reaching the level of his own swordsmanship and understanding full power operation.

At this time, under Jie Xifeng's investigation, Lin Qianjun's situation was also clearly visible to him.

His expression was shocked from the beginning, but later he became frightened.

Not long after, Jie Xifeng withdrew his sword power, looked at Lin Qianjun repeatedly, and his heart was filled with shock and doubt.

If the sword power stored by ordinary people in cultivation is one, then the sword power in Lin Qianjun's body is more than one hundred.

He said that his sword power was dozens of times higher than ordinary people, but he was just a modest statement.

And the most outrageous thing is that the nature of these sword powers is different.

The sword power in the five internal organs has five elements attributes. The sword power of the upper dantian is light and invisible, the sword power of the lower dantian is thick and heavy, and the sword power of the middle dantian appears to be invisible... and the sword power in the acupoints all over the body is also different.

After a rough investigation, he saw dozens of different sword power attributes.

It's like a person practicing dozens of different exercises.

If someone only practices a single part of it, Jie Xifeng believes that he can do it.

But at the same time, he said that he was a little doubtful about life.

Can a person really do this?

Where did he get his time?

"Lin Qianjun, where did your technique come from?" Xie Xifeng asked tentatively.

"Thank you, Master," Lin Qianjun replied.
To be continued...