At this time, the foundry room is in the room.

A group of people gathered around the casting furnace and watched the molten iron in the furnace.

Due to the addition of Ning Rong'er's blood, the Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains were quickly melted, and now the old swordsmith had collected them together.

The Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains have different shapes, and their materials are also different, but now they are combined without any rejection, and they quickly merge together.

The crimson molten iron boiled, emitting white smoke and gurgling.

"Ning Nuxia, I don't know what kind of sword embryo is better to use for this Tianshan Seven Swords?"

The old swordsmith couldn't help but ask as he looked at the crimson molten iron.

"My father didn't say it at first. ”

Ning Rong'er shook her head.

The seven swords of the Tianshan Mountains are combined into one sword, and she only heard her father mention this matter, after all, in the eyes of outsiders, the seven swords of the Tianshan Mountains are the symbols of the Tianshan faction, and only when the Tianshan faction is in the event of life and death, will the seven swords be one.

"In your opinion, what kind of sword embryo should we use, old man?"

Xuanyuan Po looked at the tumbling molten iron, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"Although only one of the seven swords of the Tianshan Mountains is a heavy sword, after all, it is seven swords combined into one sword, and this sword must not be as thin as other swords, so in my opinion, first cast it into the shape of a heavy sword, and then beat it to remove the impurities inside, and see what kind of degree it can reach!"

The old swordsmith squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said.

"Everything is according to the old gentleman. ”

Xuanyuan Po saluted the old swordsmith and said.

Then a group of swordsmiths put the molten iron into one of the largest sword molds, waiting for the molten iron to cool and condense.

After all, this sword was melted from the Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains, even though there were many thin swords and a short sword among the Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains, but the seven swords added together, the molten iron was much more than the ordinary heavy sword.

At this time, the irregular sword embryo in the hands of the old swordsmith looked like a big sword in the hands of a Western knight, and it looked extremely heavy, not like the legendary divine sword at all, but like a piece of scrap iron.

When the condensation was almost over, several sturdy swordsmiths present picked up sledgehammers and began to hammer the swords.

These swordsmiths present are not only strong, but also everyone's martial arts cultivation is not low, so the strength on their bodies is very huge, and the dozens of pounds of hammers in their hands are as if they have no weight.

All of a sudden, the sound of tinkling was endless.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the sword body thinned little by little under the blow of the stone.

At the beginning, the speed of thinning was very fast, and the clumsy sword body was getting smaller and smaller, and it soon became the size of an ordinary heavy sword.

At this time, the few swordsmiths who were holding hammers and constantly beating were already out of breath, don't look at the fact that they didn't spend too long just now, but the force on each hammer was not only very uniform, but also the same size.

The longsword had only shrunk a few times, and it didn't bend in any way.

"Okay, now the temperature of the sword is almost there, leave it to me!"

At this time, the old swordsmith came over, picked up the pliers, picked up the sword, and put it in the sword-washing pool on the side.

The water in the Sword Washing Pool is the water of the Heavenly Pond specially found, and it is cold to the bone.

I only heard a loud sound, and the red sword body cooled down all of a sudden, and a large white smoke rose up. The smooth fitness, at this time, there were ice cracks, and it looked very beautiful.

"Seven swords in one, I'm afraid there is no way to find a second copy of this material in the world!"

The old swordsmith looked at the sword embryo in his hand and sighed with a face.

"Old man, can this sword really be compared to the Excalibur?"

Xuanyuan Po, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but ask, he still attached great importance to this sword.

"Judging from the old man's forty or fifty years of experience in forging swords, a sword made of such a material, even if it is not as good as the divine sword, at least it should be at the level of the Eight Swords of the Yue King!"

The old swordsmith was also excited, casting such a sword, his life was worth it.

"Ning Nuxia, it's not too early, you can go back and rest first, don't worry, the old man will definitely do his best to cast this sword!"

The old swordsmith put the sword in his hand in the furnace again, and said to Ning Rong'er and Xuanyuan Po without looking back.

He doesn't care whether Xuanyuan Po is right or evil, and he doesn't care what Xuanyuan Po will do with this sword, what he wants to do now is to do his best to forge this sword into the best sword.

There is no good or evil in the sword, their good and evil depend on the person who wields the sword!

Swordsmiths are fair to every material, and they want to forge every fine material into a fine longsword.

"Then I'll leave everything to the old man!"

Saying that, Xuanyuan Po arched his hand at the old man, and then left the casting room with Ning Rong'er.

……

The next day, after Liu Yu had breakfast, he went to the outside of the main hall to take a stroll around the main hall to see if there were any secret whistles near the main altar of the Sect of All Living Beings that they had not discovered.

The Great Barren Mountain was the tallest of the nearby mountain ranges, and the surrounding low hills arched it in the middle, making it look like a guard.

After going around and finding nothing, Liu Yu returned to the main hall, took Li Qinglian to the cafeteria for lunch, and then walked towards the square where he ran the building.

"Liu Yu, do you still want to find that stinky woman?"

Li Qinglian followed behind Liu Yu, a little unhappy.

Although in front of her master and some outsiders, Li Qinglian tried her best to clarify her relationship with Liu Yu, but Liu Yu took herself to find other women, she still felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

"Of course I'm going, I haven't figured out how that woman controls those three-eyed ghosts, after all, knowing yourself and knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles!"

Liu Yu nodded.

Everything now is to prepare for the great battle with the Sect of All Beings.

As long as he cleans up the Sect of All Beings, he can return to Tang Hai to pick up Mo Lianyi and live a life of wife and children.

"Hmph, you just can't stand the seduction of that stinky woman, and you want to go to the gentle countryside to enjoy it again!"

Li Qinglian snorted coldly, pursed her lips, and said a little unhappily.

"Little Lotus, do you like me?"

Liu Yu glanced back at Li Qinglian and asked with a grin.

"If you're ugly, don't think about it as beautiful. I really want to see what your wife looks like, if she doesn't have good eyes, why does she take a fancy to you, bastard!"

Li Qinglian gritted her teeth and said.

"Hehe, my wife is so beautiful, a little better than you!"

"Just blow it!"

Li Qinglian was very disdainful.

"Little Lotus, if you like me, just say it, maybe I'll take you as a concubine!"

Liu Yu smiled, but in exchange for Li Qinglian's kick, but this time Liu Yu was already on guard and dodged Li Qinglian's sneak attack with a smile.

"This bastard ......"

On Shu Mountain, Li Qinglian didn't miss Liu Yu so much, but after getting along with him for a long time after coming down the mountain, Li Qinglian felt that her heart was shaken, and she was even a little obsessed with these times with Liu Yu.

came to a place where there was no one, Liu Yu released Zhixia from the Hundred Ghost Diagram, and concocted it to make her a ghost to cover her eyes.

In the compliments of the red-clothed protectors, Liu Yu came to the square again.

"Honey, come here!"

This time, the very charming-looking woman in red stood in the coffin array and beckoned to Liu Yu.

Liu Yu had an evil smile on his face and walked towards the woman in red.

"Honey, you're here!"

As soon as Liu Yu walked into the coffin array, the woman in red who was dressed in revealing clothes threw herself into his arms, and her flaming red lips gnawed at Liu Yu's face like a hungry wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

"Honey, don't worry, let me see the surprise you said you were going to give me yesterday!"

Liu Yu saw her hungry posture and hurriedly waved his hand to stop her.

I came here today to listen to the truth, but I didn't have an affair with this scantily dressed woman.

The woman in red let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell, her body flashed and retreated to the side, and then the magic tricks in her hands continued, and then the corpses of the eight ancient ghost clans sitting on the ground suddenly stood up, and they surrounded Liu Yu in the middle.

The eight figures, with very neat movements, rushed towards Liu Yu.

"What do you mean?"