It was only two days after returning from the big karst cave of Qunyu Snow Mountain, and the wind courtyard was busy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past two days, Yun Jing and the three of them have been running around to forge swords, and Baili Yan can't hold back the girl's temperament, so they simply don't even go to Park Xianju's class, and concentrate on preparing many details ordered by Shen Lan.

At the beginning of the night, the night was as cold as water, and the three of them gathered at a small stream in the valley of Tingfengyuan.

Shen Lan arranged the sword-casting furnace, and placed a variety of treasures for sword-casting around it, waiting for the craftsmen to skillfully forge them into treasure weapons.

With a solemn face, he stood in front of the sword-casting furnace for half an hour, his whole person was as unmoved as eternal ice, and even his breath gradually faded away. Baili Yan was anxious in his heart, reacted on his face, and asked Yun Jing softly with his head sideways: "Xiao Hua, senior brother looks like this, why is he so serious..."

"Senior brother is already meticulous, and besides, he is building weapons for you, so he must have prepared twelve points of energy."

Baili Yan nodded slowly, staring closely at Shen Lan not far in front of him.

At this moment, Shen Lan's lightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

I saw him pull his shirt down to his waist and tie a knot, revealing a sultry muscle line. Some of the lines were sharp and hard, some were soft and beautiful, and with the dark iron forging hammer raised by Shen Lan's right hand, it suddenly burst out with the power of fierce and elastic rhythm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

In the dark night, sparks suddenly flew with orange light, and the dark night sky was also brightened. Every time the hammer comes into contact with the ore, there is a deafening impact source. Sometimes the sound roared like a dragon, and the sparks flowed into the sky, and they were unstoppable; Sometimes it was as sharp as a cicada, and the sparks scattered and parted like fireworks. And look at the sword forging furnace again, at this time, a blazing blue flame is burning in the sword furnace. The flame scorched on the ore, making a constant "zila" sound, as if the red ore was thrown into water to quench it.

Yun Jing nodded and said, "Senior Brother's forging skills are really extraordinary. The ore was repeatedly struck and slowly melted into the icy black iron that served as the blade of the sword. Coupled with the repeated tempering of the cold phosphorus ghost fire, this weapon became more and more integrated, as if it were made by nature. If nothing goes wrong, it must be a rare treasure. ”

"Senior brother..."Baili Yan's head slowly lowered, "I don't know what happened to his hand..."

She looked at Shen Lan's left hand, and under the blue sparks, she could faintly see the slight stiffness and purple between the palms of the young man's hands.

It turned out that everyone found the cold phosphorus ghost fire that day, but this flame was born in the Nine Shadows, collecting the essence of heaven and earth, water and fire, not only hot and unbearable, but also cold and piercing inside, it was really a treasure that captured the heavens and the earth. Although Shen Lan was prepared and knew that this flame could not be easily obtained, it was the first time he had really seen it with his own eyes, and he could not transfer the fire for a while, so he could only return to the sect and take the Heavenly Silk Glove before taking action.

Although the Heavenly Silk Glove can isolate a lot of flooding fire, this ghost fire is really domineering, even if Shen Lan has covered his hand with a spell to protect it in advance, when he returns to the Listening Wind Courtyard, one palm is already stiff and purple and cannot move. If it weren't for Yun Jing's sharp eyes and careful heart, I was afraid that with Shen Lan's taciturn temperament, it would be difficult for Baili Yan to find out how difficult it was for his senior brother to transfer the fire.

Baili Yan felt distressed for a long time, and helped Shen Lan recover from frostbite on his palms every day, Yun Jing saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Senior brother, Baili is really meticulous to you." If it were me, she would have scolded me a long time ago. ”

Shen Lan listened to his ridicule, and did not refute, only pursed his lips secretly.

Still immersed in the thoughts in his mind, suddenly Shen Lan whispered in his ear and pulled the young man back.

At this time, the magic weapon had already slowly taken shape, and Gain added the Tidal Iron Mother, which was as blue as jade and had a turbulent wave inside, and the entire three-foot long sword exuded a clear sword aura. The body of this sword is sometimes rippling softly, sometimes blowing in the breeze, and the sword qi is already quite aura. Baili Yan's eyes lit up, and his heart was excited and difficult to control.

The casting process is uninterrupted, Shen Lan's expression has not changed for several hours, and he has been forging it like this, and he doesn't know how many times he has beaten it back and forth. The so-called 100 tempers into steel, Shen Lan, why not temper them thousands of times? Halfway through, his eyes narrowed, and his left hand slowly raised the sword that had already taken shape.

"It's time for the most critical step. If the previous beating is to lay the foundation for the sword, then the next last quenching is the soul. It's not that with the Cold Phosphorus Ghost Fire, the sword casting doesn't need to be quenched, on the contrary, it is precisely because the hammering process has been cooled and fused countless times that this last quenching is the most critical.

If the timing of the fire is not well controlled, it will affect the spirituality of the sword spirit in the future, and it will become scrap metal; If the tempering parts are uneven, the whole weapon will have a weakness defect, and it will be overwhelmed against the opponent with a vicious eye; In addition, if the casting technique itself is flawed, once it is quenched, the sword body will collapse in an instant. ”

Baili Yan paused, "I only know a little about casting, but Senior Brother's sword-forging skills are extraordinary, don't look at his age, but the treasures cast can't be counted on both hands and feet, and they are not inferior to several sword-casting elders in the sect." To say that the casting technique is not right, it is a big joke! ”

The girl looked at the sword fetus suspended in the air not far away, becoming more and more dazzling, and was excited for a while, and explained to Yun Hua like a river. The young man was also excited when he heard it in his ears, and he was a few years older than himself in front of him, but he was highly respected by the senior brother who was the first person of the younger generation of the Shangxuan Academy.

Shen Lan took a deep breath and threw the sword into the ambergris spring water that had been prepared long ago. As the crackling sound sounded, the sword body with tidal waves in the original red color was melted into one by the spring water, and Shen Lan's expression was extremely serious, and even his breathing became a little heavier.

The three of them stared intently at the quenching sword pool, and the sword slowly emitted a clear dragon groan. The sound pierced through the clouds and went straight to the sky, and for a time the sky fell, the clouds were treacherous, purple and dense, and lightning and thunder roared.

Baili Yan's face was happy, "It's done!" ”

Shen Lan's eyes were like bells, and his heart was not good. Suddenly, his eyelids jumped, his face turned pale, and he only felt that the sword fetus in the ambergris spring water had broken free from his control, and he wanted to control the forging process again, but it was too late.

I saw that the sword qi dragon that was originally rushing to the sky exploded and dissipated. And the three-foot sword that was originally surging with turquoise waves turned into pieces of broken iron in a terrible explosion, and exploded in the quenching sword pool. When Yun Jing Baili Yan reacted, Shen Lan half-knelt on the ground, holding the sword with only the hilt and sword grid in his hand, and his face showed a faint helplessness.

"Big brother... You... Are you okay? Baili Yan stepped forward gently, wanting to stretch out his hand, but stopped in mid-air.

"It's fine. But this time it was a complete failure. ”

Yun Hua sank for a long time, and said slowly: "Senior brother, don't be discouraged, when I travel the rivers and lakes, no matter how famous the casting master is, there are times when the horse stumbles. If we can't do it once, we will come twice, and I believe that we will definitely be able to make a peerless sword. ”

Baili Yan nodded in agreement, and helped Shen Lan up with both hands, regardless of the sweat on his body.

"No, I'm going to fail next time." Shen Lan shook his head slowly.

"How so? The elder brother's sword-forging technique is obvious to all. In order to seek a treasure made by the elder brother, some even auctioned it for a lot of money, and some fought in the ring. Let's do it again, and it's going to be fine. ”

Baili Yan smiled playfully, although he knew that the young man's heart was definitely uncomfortable at this time, but he also hoped that his thin words could add some comfort to him, and he would not lose his confidence in forging. However, the young man next to him had a rather gloomy face, and only said slightly: "What I want to build is not a treasure..."

Baili Yan's expression froze, he was stunned for a long time, and said softly: "Big... Big brother? Do you want to...?"

"Yes, I want to make you a fairy weapon." Shen Lan turned his head sideways, his eyes blazing, staring closely at the beautiful girl who was holding him.

Early in the morning of the second day, the news of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Roar and the Purple Electric Blue Frost released at night in the Wind Courtyard spread all over the Upper Xuan Courtyard. Everyone was in an uproar for a while, thinking that another sharp blade had been born.

At the beginning of the hour, a golden-robed Taoist slowly came to the mouth of the Listening Wind Valley and said softly: "Sword Casting Elder Jiang Huai, I am visiting at the behest of Senior Brother Jun. Please let me go. ”

As soon as the words fell, a cyan faint light slowly released from Gu Wenwen's text. The elder named Jiang Huai clenched his fists and said, "Thank you." As soon as the words fell, his entire body disappeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the door of the courtyard of the Listening Wind Courtyard. He looked up at the plaque of the courtyard gate that was quite antique, looked around, and saw that it was a piece of flowers and green grass, and the courtyard was simple but lonely, he slowly shook his head, stepped gently, and saw the wind and rain standing in the middle of the courtyard from a distance.

At this time, the wind and rain were watering the grass and trees in the courtyard, and although he heard the footsteps of the Taoist, he did not look at him. Jiang Huai clenched his fists and said with a smile: "Feng Zun is good Yaxing." ”

Feng Shiyu smiled lightly, put the shower on the ground, and reached out to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. The golden light shines from the side under the morning sun, the sweat reflects the dazzling light, a beautiful face is more three-dimensional, and the cloud sleeves slide from her mutton fat-like jade lotus between her elbows, and a smile is overwhelming.

The golden-robed Daoist was embarrassed and muttered: "It is worthy of being a person with a beautiful face back then, even compared to the juniors, it is not inferior... The so-called red face and troubled water, no wonder it can lead to such a big basket..."

"What kind of wind blew Senior Brother Jiang here? The courtyard is shabby, and the hospitality is not good. ”

Jiang Huai smiled bitterly and clenched his fists: "Senior sister is one of the seven heads, don't laugh at the old way." The so-called Three Treasures Hall for nothing, Senior Brother sent me over, but in fact, he was looking for Shen Lan, the child. ”

"Looking for Lan'er? Isn't it for last night's Kunlun Tianguang and Immortal Dragon Yin? The wind and rain shook his head.

"Yes, the senior brother in charge saw it with his own eyes last night, and today he specially sent the old man over for a walk, and the old man was bold and happy, and shouted Senior Sister Feng, this time I came to report the good news."

Feng Shiyu raised her lips and said with a smile: "Don't say that, they are all brothers and sisters, why be restrained?" But I'm afraid that Senior Brother Jiang will run for nothing. Lan'er really wanted to cast an immortal weapon, but in the end it didn't succeed, I don't know what kind of joy Senior Brother Jiang reported? ”

The golden-robed Taoist smiled and said slowly: "Senior brother in charge, the dragon chant is folded in the peak, although the sky is visible, but there is a spiritual light outflow, and the casting failure is actually well known." ”

"This is natural, Senior Brother Jiang is a master of casting, and Senior Brother Jiang is also very accomplished in this way. Lan'er's little fight, naturally can't get into your eyes. So I just don't know what this trip is about? Feng Shiyu smiled slightly.

"It was a failure, but it was only a fraction of a second." Jiang Huai smiled, "Senior Sister Feng, don't compliment me, the old man is as old as Senior Nephew Shen, and he is not even as good as him." The senior brother in charge made an exception and was promoted, but he still decided to grant him the position of sword forging elder as a source of encouragement. ”

After he finished speaking, he took out a purple gold token from his bosom. On closer inspection, this token is exquisitely crafted and quite extraordinary. On the front is a black iron hammer in a blazing fire, and on the reverse is engraved a word, but it is "Lan". He handed the token to Feng Shiyu, "Please also ask my sister to accept it." ”

Feng Shiyu pushed it twice before taking the token, but his eyes looked at Jiang Huai, his face was not very expressional, and he said lightly: "The position of the sword casting elder of the Shangxuan Academy has always been held by an excellent fellow disciple who has successfully cast immortal weapons. The senior brother in charge is just afraid that he will break the rules, right? ”

Jiang Huai said with a smile: "The rules are set by people, but people are alive." With Master Shen's nephew's talent potential, why worry that he won't be able to create immortal treasures in the future? Moreover, everyone only saw Kunlun Tianguang and Zidian Qingshuang, and none of us said failure, who dared to put their beaks forward? I don't think Senior Sister Feng has to refuse, this token will be Senior Shen's nephew sooner or later, so it's better to accept it first. ”

When the wind and rain apricot eyes closed slightly, they opened them again after a moment, slowly put the token into their sleeves, and said with a smile: "In this way, thank you for the love." It's hard for Senior Brother Jiang to make a trip. ”

"Where, where is it, Senior Sister Feng, Shenlong, Senior Brother, it's hard for me to see you. Today is a ray of joy, and when I see my sister again, I see that your demeanor is still the same, and Lao Dao's heart is also overjoyed. ”

When the wind and rain shook his luggage slightly, "That is the case, today's matter, I often come to listen to the wind courtyard when I have time." ”

Jiang Huai smiled bitterly, "In this way, go back to your life first." This is the farewell. ”

"There is labor."

After Jiang Huai finished speaking, he fled into the void, and Feng Shiyu looked at his departing figure and frowned slightly.

Sanqing Shangxuanyuan, Kunwu Palace

The golden-robed old man stood in the main hall, Beiyin was dressed in white, his hands were standing with his back, and he didn't look at him, and said slowly: "She accepted it?" ”

"Yes, Feng Venerable didn't have much excuses."

Beiyin nodded slowly, "Senior Sister Feng is a smart person, I just don't know if I will be a little deliberate when I do this." ”

The golden-robed old man said respectfully: "Actually, it's nothing, the junior brother is foolish, it's a good thing." But Senior Brother has made up his mind? Xingyun, this kid, doesn't have a letter yet. ”

"Hehe... I've got my own measure. It's just that I'm worried that Shen Lan is too arrogant and won't go next. ”

"The selection is imminent, and the elder-level Dao Sect Technique is not something that everyone can refer to. I don't expect him to accept it. ”

"Let's hope so... By the way, how is the sword forged? ”

"Hehe... Senior brother also knows that this casting immortal weapon is no better than a treasure weapon. The younger brother was stupid, and both attempts ended in failure. However, the joints are already almost inseparable, and I believe it will be completed in a few days. ”

"Well, thank you. Xingyun can't participate this time, this time's 'Eight Extremes Chongtian Selection', what results can we get from the Sanqing Shangxuan Academy, it still depends on how far Shen Lan can go. Leave the rest of your mind behind and concentrate on forging your sword. ”

Jiang Huai clenched his fists in response, and didn't say much at the moment, and went down by himself. Beiyin looked at the back of the golden-robed Taoist leaving, stroked the white beard on his chest, and stood for a long time with a glint in his eyes, letting out a light and imperceptible laugh.

Alone.