When Feng Kun finished saying the sentence "Lao Tzu ate this charcoal", he suddenly felt a little strange in his mouth. He touched his face, but couldn't find anything wrong.

He saw Sun Xiang's stunned face, and then gave him a thumbs up:

"You're ruthless!"

Feng Kun wanted to ask, but Sun Xiang didn't explain, but walked to the forging table with the Xuantie short sword.

As mentioned earlier, serious Xuanmen forging weapons naturally don't use charcoal. He did it purely for show.

After all, there are so many spectators outside, you can't really just fool around with two strokes of your hand. These onlookers weren't really interested in the forging technique, they just wanted sound and light effects.

What Sun Xiang had to do was to press a special technique into the sword body of this Xuantie short sword. After two days of cultivation and some exercises that are beneficial to physical and mental health, the spiritual root in his spiritual platform has grown to the position of his chest, and some low-level spells can already be used.

In the Xuanmen inheritance, the forging of weapons focuses on harmony with oneself. Only in this way can we do it like an arm. Sun Xiang sarcastically ridiculed Feng Kun as a blacksmith, but he didn't wronged him. Because all the weapons he forged had not been tempered by the fire of his heart.

Such a weapon, no matter how powerful, is always foreign and unreliable.

Sun Xiang didn't have the strength to light up the fire in his heart for the time being, but he didn't need to do that now. It's just bullying elementary school students, and you can still use the matrix algorithm?

Others saw Sun Xiang raise the hammer and click a few times, and his movements were indescribably relaxed. Before Feng Kun could say something sarcastic, the blacksmith shop suddenly surged, and the powerful air flow formed a whirlpool visible to the naked eye, rushing straight upwards for more than ten zhang, and all down into Sun Xiang's hammer.

At this time, listening to the sound of the iron knocking again, there was a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring inside. When I looked closely, with every stroke of Sun Xiang, there was a burst of purple qi and scattered in all directions.

Turtle and turtle, what a strong momentum! All the people, including Feng Kun, were shocked and took half a step back, thinking to themselves where this is forging, and this stepping horse is forged in the gods!

Immediately, they all put away their thoughts about watching the excitement, and their hearts were in awe.

That's why it's called a sound and light effect. Why do you want to set off some fireworks during the New Year's holidays?

Sun Xiang's troubles are another wind and cloud meeting, a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, and a purple gas, which is actually of no practical use like fireworks, and it can't consume much spiritual power at all.

In addition to satisfying the spectators, the main intention of this is actually to deceive the eyes. Everyone's attention was drawn to the sound and light effects, and no one saw his branding technique.

In the end, with a burst of colorful brilliance, everyone knew that this forging had been completed. Everyone stared at Sun Xiang who stood out of the shop with burning eyes, wondering what kind of magic weapon they had obtained in such a glittering forging process.

But hope quickly turned to disappointment, and disappointment to anger. Because everyone saw that Sun Xiang's hands were empty, he was just making the gesture of raising his sword, and there was nothing in his hands.

The crowd was talking.

"Where's the sword?"

"Yes, what about the sword?"

"This can't be a thief, take Master Feng's sword away. ”

"He was so crazy just now, I really think he has a lot of ability!"

Sun Xiang fooled everyone like this, causing public anger. Before Feng Kun could speak, the powerful blue clothes in the crowd of onlookers were ready to stand up and teach him a lesson.

Jiang Ping looked at the scene worriedly, and Liu Kuo was already watching left and right to think of a way to run away. Only Xiang Fei was still looking at Sun Xiang adoringly. She always believed in him.

"Wait a minute!"

Before the crowd could get out of control, a guy with good eyes finally saw the doorway and shouted, "Look at the shadows!"

At this time, the sun is three poles, and the sun is just right. Sun Xiang stood at the door of the blacksmith shop, his shadow falling obliquely on the ground of the bluestone slab.

In Sun Xiangying's hand, there is clearly the shadow of a sword.

Everyone looked up and looked again, Sun Xiang's hands were indeed empty, and when they looked down again, the sword shadow was clear!

Sun Xiang pointed at the air and said lightly:

"Shadow Sword. ”

Everyone was stunned for a full five seconds, and then the pot exploded.

Oh my God, someone has forged the legendary invisible sword, Chengying!

Fantastic Divine Soldiers!

"Impossible!"

Feng Kun screamed like a madman: "Liar, how can you hit the Chengying Sword! You have nothing in your hands!"

He grasped the last glimmer of hope and pounced on Sun Xiang in an orderly manner.

Sun Xiang sneered and raised his hand, Feng Kun screamed again, covered the wound on his face that appeared out of thin air with both hands, and fell to the ground. At this time, people saw that in the air two feet in front of Sun Xiang, there was a small section of the tip of the sword stained red with blood.

After the blood dripped down, the tip of the sword disappeared into thin air.

Sure enough, it's really an invisible sword!

This is not the emperor's new clothes!

Someone started bidding!

Someone raised the price!

Someone is fighting!

Sun Xiang didn't say anything, turned around and stuffed the Chengying Sword to Xiang Fei.

"It's not much of a good thing, though. He said, "But take it, I hope you like it." ”

As Sun Xiang said, the Chengying Sword was indeed not very useful. Is it a sword that you can't see?

So in fact, Chengying is not a very practical attribute, but it is definitely very awesome to deceive people who don't know the goods.

Invisible sword, tsk!

Xiang Fei took half a step back in fear:

"No... I can't take something so valuable. ”

Liu Kuo was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks: "Xiaofei, don't give it to me!"

Jiang Ping slapped it over: "People are in love with each other, why don't you shut up!"

Even though Sun Xiang has lived for hundreds of years and seen all the vicissitudes of life, he still can't ignore Xiang Fei's wholehearted love. Jin Cheng went to the golden stone to open, and Sun Xiang was not too forgetful old immortal. He rubbed Xiang Fei's hair with some pity.

"First, as I said, it's not something of value. Second, even if it is a thousand times more valuable, it is not worth the kindness you have done to me. ”

Xiang Fei felt so sweet, she knew that Sun Xiang was making such a big fuss this time because she was out for herself. She didn't really pay much attention to Feng Kun. But love has a response, and for a little woman like her, it is already the happiest thing.

"Thank you, as long as you give me something, I like it very much!"

Xiang Fei took the shadow, but he was a little unaccustomed to invisible things. She thought about it, and untied a head rope and tied it to the hilt of the sword, so that she would not fall to the ground and find it.

Then, there should be Feng Kun to cook next.

At this time, Feng Kun was lying on the ground, covering the wound on his face and pretending to be dead. The bet was that he would have to eat the fiery charcoal now.

He definitely didn't want to eat fire coal, but he didn't think Sun Xiang would really force him to eat it. So Feng Kun lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, just hoping that this great god who came from nowhere would take his things and leave quickly, he really recognized it today.

But in fact, it is no longer as simple as whether Sun Xiang is willing to let him go.