Whether it was Jingyue, Qin Yanzhi, or the head of Liuyuan Pavilion, they were all stunned at this moment.
Shen Qiu didn't even know anyone, but he knew Xiao Canglan Sword. Moreover, he had only promoted Xiao Canglan Sword back then, and his time together was very short.
A waiter bravely said: "Sir, sir, you can still remember every sword that passes by."
Jing Yue couldn't help but look at Qin Yanzhi, who was really respectful, but also somewhat regretful and disappointed.
Jing Yue immediately had an impulse, and he didn't know if it was for Xiao Canglan sword, for Qin Yanzhi, or for himself? He bowed to Shen Qiu again, "Mr. Shen, I have found Tianyin Jinghuo and other things that are extremely cold in the five elements. I would like to ask you to help me forge the Little Canglan Sword."
"Old Ancestor Jing—" The head of Liuyuange wanted to stop, but saw Shen Qiu raise his hand and hold Xiao Canglan. At that moment, his chaotic eyes became clear, as if all his old manners had faded, and he became spiritual again. flickering.
Shen Qiu stood up tremblingly, stared at Jing Yue and said, "Are you really willing to let me practice swords?"
Jing Yue said seriously: "Please sir."
Shen Qiu gently stroked Xiao Canglan's sword, and after a while, bowed to Jing Yue and said, "Thank you for your fulfillment."
This time, Liuyuan Pavilion has prepared a special sword room for Jingyue. There is only a jade-white sword furnace in the room. It is said that this furnace was built by the head of Liuyuan Pavilion 7,000 years ago using meteorites from outside the sky. The treasure of the town hall.
But there was no fire in the sword stove. Jingyue handed a box to Shen Qiu, who opened the box slowly. When he saw a bit of Tianyin fire in the box, Shen Qiu clenched the box tightly, and even The veins are bulging out.
This fire, like the Heavenly Sun Fire, belongs to the Supreme Fire of the Artifact Dao, and it is what every artifact refiner pursues in his life.
Shen Qiu may not remember people, but he remembers everything about the artifact, and he must be excited when he sees Tianyin Jinghuo.
After a long time, he murmured a spell, put his fingers together and pointed to the sword furnace, Tianyin Jinghuo rushed into the furnace, and after a breath, black thin lines appeared on the outer wall of the sword furnace, winding up, forming mysterious shapes. rune.
Shen Qiu picked up the small Canglan sword again and whispered, "Go..."
Xiao Canglan responded to the sound, and followed it into the sword furnace.
"Boom—"
The mouth of the sword furnace was closed.
For dozens of days after that, Shen Qiu put the ice cicada leaves, the fire in the ice, and the soil in the ice into the sword furnace for refining in sequence according to the order of the five elements.
Qin Yanzhi was waiting outside, but he could sense that a first-class sword was being born. If it could be refined successfully, it would definitely become a fairy weapon.
And the head of Liuyuan Pavilion is also very excited, not only him, but also the prominent figures in Liuyuan Pavilion, as well as the sword masters in the pavilion are all guarding in front of the sword room, they are all waiting for the miracle to be born, waiting for thousands of years, The second fairy weapon born in Liuyuan Pavilion.
On the seventh day, seventy-seventh and forty-ninth, everyone suddenly felt that the sword was about to become a reality.
In the sword room at this time, Shen Qiu's physical strength had reached its limit.
His face was blue, his lips were black, his silver hair was tangled with sweat, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Jing Yue looked at each other worriedly. Halfway through, he wanted Shen Qiu to stop, but Shen Qiu always refused with a firm attitude, and motioned Jing Yue not to disturb him, but Jing Yue was really worried. fall down...
At this time, Shen Qiu suddenly shouted, "Retract the sword!"
Then I saw the opponent's fingers change quickly, and the swords were punched into the sword furnace one by one.
"puff-"
Shen Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body shook.
"Mr. Shen!"
Jing Yue was shocked, but saw Shen Qiu biting his lip, blue veins bulging out on his forehead, and he raised his hands suddenly, "Open!"
The sword stove opened in response to the sound, and the sharp sword energy exploded—there were deep sword marks on the ground, on the top, and on the four walls, and even Jingyue's robe was torn. Shen Qiu was about to be seriously injured.
The temperature in the sword room dropped sharply, and the sword furnace was covered with a layer of hoarfrost. At this moment, Jing Yue suddenly felt his dantian swell, and a cloud of blue light shot into the sword furnace.
Before he could react, he felt his body being pushed away vigorously, and Shen Qiu rushed towards the sword stove in a hurry, and accidentally fell.
The sword furnace began to vibrate violently, and the Tianyin essence fire in the furnace jumped up to a flame that was zhang high. Shen Qiu simply lay on the ground and quickly chanted the spell, and the ten fingers again choked.
"Canglan... It's Canglan!"
Jing Yue finally understood what had just rushed into the sword furnace. It was the Canglan Sword that had been hidden in his dantian and recovered!
In fact, he never thought that the Canglan sword would be restored, because the broken sword of Canglan was not complete, and some parts had already been completely smashed into ashes by Tianlei, but he did not expect that the sword spirit of the Canglan sword would Trying to integrate into Xiao Canglan!
Jing Yue was surprised and delighted, staring intently at the sword furnace, but he soon realized that something was wrong—the furnace body gradually cracked, obviously it couldn't last for long.
If the furnace is fried at this moment, let alone Canglan, even the original Little Canglan Sword will be abolished!
"Mr. Shen, you..."
Jing Yue wanted to turn to Shen Qiu for help, but saw that Shen Qiu's finger movements were getting slower and slower, and it seemed that he might be exhausted at any time.
He was horrified and didn't dare to intervene in Shen Qiu's sword refining, and he was helpless for a while.
—Master, master!
Suddenly, Jing Yue heard someone calling him.
—Master, we need your blood.
"My blood?" Jing Yue was startled, "Is it Xiao Canglan?"
- And brother, let's go together.
Jing Yue no longer hesitated, and directly forced a drop of blood essence into the sword furnace.
In a trance, he heard a clear and clear sword cry, the flames in the furnace jumped higher, and they were constantly gathering and compressing...
Outside the sword room, Qin Yanzhi and others fell into silence.
Just now, they all felt that the immortal artifact was born, and all the swords in Liuyuan Pavilion also resonated, but in an instant, the coercion of the immortal artifact disappeared, and everything returned to tranquility.
No one knows what happened in the sword room, but they all know that the most important step in sword-making is to collect the sword.
From the whims just now, it seems that something went wrong when closing the sword, causing the sword to fail...
The head of Liuyuan Pavilion didn't dare to look at Qin Yanzhi. He couldn't help complaining about Jingyue. He had already reminded Shen Qiu that it was not suitable. The other party's cultivation base has stagnated since he encountered a bottleneck. , the strength is declining year by year.
If it weren't for the fact that swordsmanship valued experience rather than cultivation, he wouldn't dare to take chances, and now he's just afraid of losing the pot...
The sect master was worrying about how to explain to Jing Yue when suddenly, the sword on his waist unsheathed, rushed straight towards the sword room, and stopped three feet away from the sword room, motionless.
No, not just his sword, not even just a sword!
At this moment, everyone's weapons were out of the master's control and rushed towards the sword room, but they all stopped, even Qin Yanzhi's Taiqing was no exception.
Qin Yanzhi could feel that the Taiqing Sword Soul in his dantian was very excited and wanted to get out of his dantian. In fact, since Taiqing was seriously injured by Han Guang last time, he has rarely been so active.
At this moment, everyone heard a violent explosion, the roof of the entire sword room was blown open, thick smoke billowed, and the flames shot into the sky, forming the shape of a giant sword.
"Om-"
The sound of weapons came from all directions, and the people here did not know that at this moment, all the weapons in the Seven Continents had an abnormal response.
The more powerful the weapon, the stronger the reaction.
In the Sanjie Temple closest to Liuyuan Pavilion, Kong Miao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the slightly trembling staff beside him.
Shang Nanzhou, Wan Ming Sword Sect.
The water in the sword pool boiled again, and the sword pills jumped out of the water one by one like swimming fish, and fell back into the water, repeating the cycle, never tired of it.
The disciples rushed to the main peak, and they all knew that this was a signal of the birth of a superb immortal weapon.
Extremely Northern Continent, Cold Cloud Sect.
Ichiye, who was talking to the sect master, suddenly stopped, and the two of them lowered their heads together and looked at the Xumi Jie in their hands.
Cheng Nian unfolded his palm, and the dark Taihao appeared in his hand, also trembling.
"It's Mr. Shen..."
Yi Ye: "Who is Mr. Shen?"
Cheng Nian: "The forge of Taihao, Master once asked him to upgrade the Xiaocanglan sword..."
He frowned slightly, "It must be the immortal sword, Mr. Shen forged the best immortal sword..."
Yi Ye Dawu: "Little Canglan Sword!"
The monks in the seven directions were either surprised or happy, hated or jealous. Most of them figured out that the immortal artifact appeared in Central Continent, but they didn't know whether it had a master or not, and many great experts rushed to Central Continent immediately.
But at this moment in Liuyuan Pavilion, everyone stared blankly at the giant sword-shaped flame.
Because in the flames, a stunning young man slowly walked out.
"... Jiji?" Qin Yanzhi's tone was hesitant, and he rarely doubted his own judgment.
As soon as the voice fell, he heard the familiar voice of the little blue chicken coming from the direction of the sword room, "Presumptuous! Who dares to touch the porcelain seat?"
Lan Feng flew out of Jing Yue's arms, and was about to rush over to peck at the young man.
Jingyue didn't stop either, because he was already stupid...
That young man's appearance was exactly the same as when Lan Feng was transformed into a human figure!
The boy was scratched by Lan Feng, and dissipated in an instant. In a blink of an eye, he regrouped behind Jing Yue, pulling Jing Yue's robe and complaining aggrievedly, "Master, he bullied me."
Jing Yue's scalp went numb. He knew who the boy was, but he still couldn't believe it.
"Little Canglan?"
The teenager nodded slightly, "It's me, and it's my brother, we're together!"
Jingyue: "..."
Jingyue was still immersed in the shock of Xiao Canglan giving birth to a sword soul, and suddenly felt someone walk up to him, and said quietly, "Why does Xiao Canglan's sword soul look like Jiji?"
Jing Yue's expression froze, and he felt that the misunderstanding was a bit big...