The sword in Yan Jueling's hand was a sword made by his father Yan Pianqian himself. It was limited to the material and sword-making methods, and he was only at the eighth level.

Jiannu frowned and muttered as he looked: "No, no...yes..., the materials are OK, but it won't take long... I will break myself!"

The old man from Zangjian took it and took a look, let out a cold voice, saying, "The hot forging method is fast, but it cannot last long. If you use it for a few years, you will have problems... You have several hidden injuries to your sword. If you encounter a master from Guixu Realm attacking these places... Here... There is also here... It is guaranteed to be broken on the spot and your life will be lost."

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised and took it over and identified it carefully. Sure enough, I saw the fine lines on the sword's body. If I didn't look like this, I wouldn't be able to find it at all. The words of the old man Tibetan sword undoubtedly saved Yan Jueling's life.

After saying that, the old man Tibetan sword threw the sword back to Yan Jueling and said, "At most, it will be broken for two years. It's the main thing to change it quickly!"

Yan Jueling replied coldly: "The legend of my father cannot be replaced!"

Jiannu said in surprise: "Your father doesn't want to kill you, why are you taking this risk?"

Yan Jueling's eyes immediately turned cold, and the others couldn't help but sweat coldly, thinking that this sword slave was really not good at dealing with people, and could say such words.

Ye Qingxuan hurried forward and said, "Then it will dissolve the recasting. The original material and the original style, Brother Jiannu helped add some materials and recast it."

Jiannu shook his head and said, "If you don't abandon the original material, at most you can create a ninth-grade long sword..."

"Enough, enough!" Ye Qingxuan saw sweat on his forehead, quickly agreed, and said "recasting". Then he was shocked. He suddenly remembered another sword in his Thousand Cases, which was the sword "Yue Ruyu" in the master's sect that his master had to recast. He quickly changed his mind and said, "By the way, senior, Brother Jiannu, I still have a sword here, and I need two to help me to discuss it."

"Do you have Lingmiao Sword? I know..."

"It's not the Lingmiao Sword, but another... a more meaningful sword for the younger generation!"

"Take it and see it!" The old man Zhaojian was immediately moved.

Ye Qingxuan hurriedly called Yan Yunzhu to take the Qianke Cabinet, pressed the Jikuang next to him, and popped up a sword that was as smooth as jade and emitted a faint moonlight.

When the old man Tibetan sword saw it, he smiled and said, "This sword is beautiful, the material is good, but the level is not high..."

Ye Qingxuan quickly explained: "This sword is a treasure of the master. Although it is not a famous sword, it was passed down by the ancestor Yuchan, and it is of great significance."

"Oh? So that's it. Then this sword is probably passed down for more than a thousand years..." The old man Tibetan sword picked it up with a smile, and while talking, he picked it up and watched carefully.

But for a moment, the old man Zhaojian frowned and exclaimed in surprise.

"This...this is..."

When Ye Qingxuan saw the old man Zangjian's eyes appearing excited, he hurriedly asked: "Senior, what's the problem?"

The old man Tibetan sword waved his hands repeatedly, found the tool from the side, and took off the mezzanine outside the hilt of the sword, revealing a row of fine inscriptions at the hilt of the sword.

The ancient inscriptions and handwritings are difficult for ordinary people to recognize, but the old man Tibetan sword holds it in his hand was very excited. He said for a long time: "This sword is really made by my ancestor of the Military Armor Sect. I really can't imagine it, I can't imagine it..."

ah?

This time, it was everyone's turn to be shocked.

The old man Tibetan sword wiped the corners of his eyes and calmed down and said, "Don't be surprised, haha, this sword was indeed made by the ancestor of my military and armor sect. It was a long time ago and the master's skills were not yet formed at that time. It should have been cast when he was young. Looking at the inscription "Weapon and armor sect, the handwriting and the carving method were absolutely fine. I didn't expect that this sword was cast by the master sect. As a junior of the master, I was really lucky in my three lives."

The old man Tibetan sword held the sword, looked up and down, sighed, "God's will, God's will. After the ancestor's sword-making skills were perfected, he took back all his immature works in his early years and recast the top-grade sword again. It seems that this sword is not included, but it is probably because the ancestor has a spirit in the dark, allowing future disciples to fulfill his wish for MSG."

The old man who buried the sword turned to look at Ye Qingxuan and said solemnly: "Good boy, I have handed this sword to me. Its material is 'Golden Essence and Iron Jade', but the usage and ingredients are not mature. I will recast it, so it is no problem to make it a ninth-grade spiritual soldier."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Since it is a recast, this is a treasure of my master and a thing of the ancestors. Why not make it harder to cast it into a magic weapon?"

Divine weapon!?

The old man Zangjian and others were surprised, and Zhan Yu and others laughed, thinking that this leaf could really speak loudly. Is it a hoe of a farmer? It is said that it can be cast out if it is cast.

"This...is not impossible!" The old man Zangjian smiled awkwardly and said, "I have accumulated seven pieces of meteorites from the sky for a hundred years. With my methods, I am also 70% sure to create a magic weapon...but..."

"What?" Everyone was overjoyed and asked one after another.

The old man Zangjian said: "It's just that the melting point of the meteorite essence outside the sky is extremely high. If there is no super-strong furnace temperature, it will not be melted and cast and deformed. This is also the most troublesome problem in a century!"

When they heard that it was this problem, everyone immediately lamented that casting was not everyone's strength and they could not know how to increase the furnace temperature.

On the contrary, Ye Qingxuan remembered the combustion aids provided by Lu Botong when he was casting a sword in Yunlan Valley. When he said to the old man Zang Jian, the old man Zang Jian smiled and said, "That is a means of hiding flowers, I have them here, but even so, the furnace temperature is still a little worse."

Ye Qingxuan said: "Ji Jun, who made a sword for me back then, used the heat of earth fire, and happened to encounter Liuguang Feihuo, so he was able to cast the Lingmiao sword. Otherwise... we try to find the earth fire sword forged?"

"Liu Guang Feihuo is hard to come by. Even if we rushed to Yunlan, if there was no such situation in a hundred years, who would dare to say that we would meet Liu Guang Feihuo again?" The old man Zang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Everyone suddenly fell into silence.

Boom...

There was a thunder sound in the distant sky, and clouds were densely packed, and a heavy rain was coming.

Looking at the thunder and lightning that broke through the sky, Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up and suddenly had a whim: "If the earth fire does not work, what about the sky fire?"

The old man Zangjian looked up at the sky and said in surprise: "Turn the thunder fire to increase the furnace temperature? There is this one in the master's ancestral method, and this method is feasible... But this place is deep in the canyon, so it is probably difficult to attract thunder fire..."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, I have a way..."

The old man Zangjian was overjoyed and said solemnly: "This period is the thunderstorm season in Zhongnan Mountain. If you are sure to help me melt these meteorite essences outside the sky, I am sure to forge your 'yue Ruyu' and 'lingmiao Sword' into the top third-grade divine weapons in one month!" Then he turned to look at everyone and smiled: "I also have the ability to cast a weapon for everyone that is not inferior to the first-grade divine weapons!"

This promise immediately attracted everyone's cheers.

What a magic weapon means to everyone is self-evident.

And speaking of the magic weapon-

Ruhua touched her Jiulong Zen Staff, and touched her big bald head. She walked to Ye Qingxuan's Qianji Cabinet with a few steps. With a click, she took out a pure golden stick like Wei Tuo pestle in the sound of the sound of the Jikuan, and handed it to Mr. Zangjian with the Jiulong Zen Staff in her hand, and said proudly: "Help me dissolve these two sticks and rebuild a water-mill Zen Staff!"

Everyone saw Ruhua’s random actions, but they didn’t take it seriously, only Zhan Yu and Ye Qingxuan were stunned on the spot!

The old man Zhaojian took it with a smile, his hand sank, almost throwing it to the ground, and smashing himself in the foot...

"What's so heavy?" The old man Zangjian looked carefully and clamored, almost venting his anger, "God... Divine Soldier? Or a seventh-grade high-level Divine Soldier?"

At this moment, the whole audience suddenly became silent.

There is no doubt that the things Ruhua took out at this time were the advanced divine weapon that Ye Qingxuan and others had been afraid of rolling up a round of martial arts catastrophe - the world without demons!

Everyone's eyes that could almost kill people suddenly stared at Ye Qingxuan in unison...

If I had used this treasure earlier, I would have resolved many crises!

Ye Qingxuan swallowed, sighed awkwardly, and finally said, "Hey... forget it all!"

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After much persuasion, Ruhua finally subsided the plan of the divine weapon "there is no demon in the world".

He is already a high-level magic weapon. Even if it is dissolved and recast, it will not be possible to break through the original pattern. Even if it is not done well, it will even lose its grade. The old man Tibetan sword swore that as long as he dissolved the Nine Dragon Zen Staff and added some precious materials, he would definitely be sure to refine a magic weapon Zen Staff, thick, big, strong, and long!

Only then did we protect the magic weapon "There is no demon in the world".

As for the origin of "the world has no demons", after Ye Qingxuan explained it, everyone finally understood that although some blamed the brothers such as Ye Qingxuan for their carelessness, after analysis, it was believed that even if Ye Qingxuan dared to take it out to fight the enemy, most of them would not be able to protect this magic weapon.

But today, there is no such concern at all. The one who can steal the magic weapon from Ye Qingxuan is probably the peerless master of Luo Podi and others.

Ye Qingxuan helped to cast the magic weapon. Nie Xingxie, Meng Yuanyun, Zong Xuan and others studied the [Rebirth of Shape and Bone Dissolution] taught by Li Daozong, and healed his wounds in the valley. Qi Rulin relied on Ye Qingxuan's [Nine Yang Divine Art] to drive away poison. Ye Qingxuan and Li Daozong were going to evolve the wonderful sword that was amazing in the world...

As a result, the entire Zangfeng Valley fell into a busy state.

Time is tight, Zhan Yu took Gui Bisheng, Hu Yan Yunzhu and Zheng Yunbiao, under the guidance of Feng Qingqing, took the lead in entering Hedong Prefecture to check the enemy's reality and reality.

The "King of Backers" Huangfu Shouzhuo was not their main goal, Li Moyan was the one.

The sun shines in the east, and life is full of passion and vitality.

Zhan Yu and others followed Feng Qingqing and walked out of Zhongnan Mountain easily and arrived at Hedong Prefecture on the banks of Luoshui River on the southern foot of Zhongnan.
Chapter completed!