"Qingfeng Sect Master, it's not that we are incompetent, it's just that the selection of materials for this Changhong Iron Sword is too special, and there is no way to repair it, and we are afraid that the ontological spirit pattern will be destroyed, so we can't repair it!"

After observing for half an hour, Master Liyuan opened his mouth to tell the result, and he didn't have any embarrassed expression, because from the perspective of his professional refiner, there was basically no one in the world who could repair this Changhong Iron Sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This sentence was also agreed by other refiners, and repairing the Changhong Iron Sword seemed to be just a dream.

This is already the third wave of refiners who have come to the Nine Sword Shrine, and most of them have maintained their level around five or six star refiners, but without exception, they all said such results.

Very disappointing result.

"Hmph, you useless guys, you usually brag about what important weapons of the country, I think it's just a group of mediocre talents!"

Because the Changhong Iron Sword was not successfully repaired, Sikong Xuan's mood fell to the bottom, and he couldn't imagine what kind of embarrassing situation he faced in cultivation after losing the sword spirit, nor could he face the consequences of the loss of the inheritance sword of a generation of hall masters.

There was no place to vent his anger, so he vented all this anger on the refiners.

These words are naturally very harsh, and it is definitely a cruel humiliation for refiners, every refiner is proud of his identity, and he is usually a high-minded existence, when has he ever been so disrespected.

Everyone was very angry, and their faces suddenly changed significantly, but in the territory of a big sect like the Iron Sword Sect, even if they had an identity in their respective empires, they didn't dare to make a mistake.

In case they provoked the other party here and were killed, almost no one would dare to pursue it, so even if some of these arriving refiners were very short-tempered, they still gritted their teeth and endured it, but there was a terrifying cold light in their eyes.

"Xuan'er, what are you doing, people are kind enough to repair the sword for us, why are you throwing your face to give people such an attitude? I command you to hurry up and apologize to these masters. ”

The old voice resounded in the space, as if it was a muffled thunderstorm, making the eardrums of everyone present tremble, as if they were about to puncture a glance.

This is the embodiment of strength, and it is also a naked deterrent, once this person makes a move, the people present almost do not even have a chance to escape. Originally, those who showed a fierce light in their eyes were also trembling at this time, and they restrained their anger without a trace.

Anyway, after all, it was not successfully repaired Changhong Iron Sword, which is tantamount to not completing the task assigned by the master, and it seems that it is being cleaned up if it is not taken seriously.

Although Sikong Xuan is eighty-three years old this year, he doesn't look so old, at most he is around fifty years old, but he can be regarded as a respected senior.

However, under the title of the Iron Sword Sect Master Nalan Qingfeng, he was still like a child who had never been in the world, and that Sikong Xuan did not have the slightest temper, and the anger on his face suddenly dissipated a lot.

Facing the ten refiners who had been shocked and stopped a lot, he made a martial arts salute with his fists, and said lightly: "I was too angry just now, I'm really sorry, you are all refining masters from all over the world, and your qi should be big enough, so you won't really go to your heart." ”

"Senior Sikong Xuan laughed, we can come here to sacrifice ugliness, but also for the sake of the face of many seniors of the Iron Sword Sect. You are the first-rate existence in the Reckless Wasteland, and it is an honor for us to be able to serve the sect. Senpai don't joke with us, how would we mind. ”

"I don't mind......"

"The seniors are really hearty!"

When several refining masters hurriedly expressed their attitudes, Master Liyuan was still in a state of silence, he was still very conceited about his refining skills, and when the atmosphere on the spot became relaxed and relaxed, he raised his head and said:

"It's not that the juniors don't know modesty, and when they leave, I would like to advise the Qingfeng Sect Master to say a word. Although you can now keep this Changhong Iron Sword with the help of the Great Divine Power, the internal witch iron has been broken, and unless it is rebuilt, it is basically impossible to repair it without any other similar materials to supplement it. Even if Xiao Tie, the refining saint master of the year, was resurrected, would he have the ability to repair this sword? That's all I said, I took my leave. ”

When he was leaving, he also said these words that stimulated Sikong Xuan, which made Sikong Xuan's face gloomy as if he had a layer of frost.

But he is not a refiner and does not understand the means of refining, and Master Liyuan's ability is basically recognized by many people in the Reckless Wasteland, so the other party made such an assertion, which really made him feel angry and unable to vent.

Nalan Qingfeng stopped talking, but he was obviously in thought, if a person said this, it would be forgivable, and he had already changed so many refining masters, all of them were a judgment, it seemed that this Changhong Iron Sword could not be saved.

The raw material of the Changhong Iron Sword is unique, and the high-level members of the Iron Sword Sect are basically aware of the fact that the Tianshan Wu Iron Sect is a weapon, and the special space spirit pattern containing the sword spirit engraved in it is not unique, as long as you find a refiner who has studied the attributes of the sword spirit, it can basically be refined.

The only drawback is the sword spirit that may be dissipated, but there is no way to do it, you can't let a dignified generation of grandmasters spend it here all year round just because of a small eighty-year-old sword spirit, right?

"Xuan'er, don't be sad, how long the life of a warrior is, it's just a sword spirit, these nine sword mounds have undergone eighty years of changes, and the basic sword spirit has gone to the next level, it's a big deal to find a new sword spirit for you."

In the air, the same words of the old man were heard like thunder, which shocked everyone.

"Cultivating the Sword Spirit ......"

This involves the core secret of the Iron Sword Sect, how to cultivate the sword spirit, how to sign a contract with the sword spirit, these are the places where countless people are most concerned about the Iron Sword Sect and the Sword Sect in the world.

The ten refining masters all listened attentively, but the Iron Sword Sect Master did not reveal any more information, and these people could not continue to stay here, so they resigned and left.

In the face of Shizun's tone, Sikong Xuan's face was as if he had eaten bitter melon, which obviously meant that Shizun had accepted the assertion of these refiners, and wanted to give up the sword pool to repair the Changhong Iron Sword, and planned to return to the furnace to build another one.

Although the re-refined sword is no longer the ancient sword of the past, the material is the ancient material, and the other parts can also be re-imitated, basically not much different from the original ancient sword.

Of course, the most affected person is Sikong Xuan, but Nalan Qingfeng wants to make such a decision, and these so-called refining masters are really not angry, and they hurt him! In the face of this cruel reality, he can just accept it and swallow the bitterness in his stomach again.

Sikong Xuan's face was very cold, he didn't say anything polite, he was in a very bad mood now, and he really wanted to go out to vent.

Just as many refiners walked outside, two figures walked in from the outside, a short man was directly ignored, and the emaciated young man in a green shirt appeared and immediately attracted the attention of Master Liyuan.

Suddenly stopped, Master Liyuan's eyes radiated a cold glow, his fists clenched together and there was a muffled bang, and the rich red soul power erupted from his palms, forming two burning red flames.

"Junior...... How dare you come here and be presumptuous?! ”

Master Liyuan completely ignored where he was at this moment, but suddenly saw the young man in green shirts, his emotions fluctuated strongly, and he couldn't wait to kill him now.

Call............ A ball of crimson flames shot out directly towards the green mountain boy, like a fiery snake, with a powerful burning power, crackling the air.

Although Master Liyuan is a master of refining, he is also quite accomplished in martial arts, and belongs to the kind of person who has a very strong control over soul power, and belongs to the active attack type in the ranks of martial artists in the world.

This type of martial artist is very powerful, good at long-range attacks, and he is also a refiner himself, and he has a lot of strange and powerful treasures, so once you fight him, the possibility of failure will be very high.

The crimson flames turned the surrounding area of fifty meters into a scorching sea of fire, and the red light enveloped the two people opposite, and then their clothes began to change slightly, and their faces turned red under the flames.

"Bold ......"

Qingshu scolded, and in an instant, he pulled out the four-foot-long black iron sword that he had never used, and a black sword light appeared, directly slashing at the plough master.

A black sword light formed a half-meter-wide crescent moon shape, with a narrow black trail, and instantly broke through the rolling sea of red fire and slashed towards the Plough Master.

At the same time, Qingshu threw the black sword into the void, and the black sword began to rotate at high speed around Qingshu and the green-shirted boy, and it vaguely formed a sword blade defense circle, protecting the two of them in it.

The scorching flames struck the sword blade defense circle in an instant, and a large area of flames was instantly driven by the powerful sword qi to take on an irregular shape, and under the impact of the sword blade in the rotating motion, countless flames were cut and shattered, turning into points of flame light in the sky, sliding down to dust like rain.

"Aoki's kendo is so strong, he uses a special kendo martial art to accelerate the speed of the sword, making it form a coherent trajectory, as if it is a dense sword blade network, as long as any external force is not stronger than the power of this sword net, it is difficult to break it at all. This requires strong spiritual strength and control of the way of the sword, which is difficult for even a strong martial king to do. Qingshu is now just a martial king Xiao Cheng, and his spiritual power should not be too strong, but he can urge such a strong sword power, which must be thanks to the help of the sword spirit. ”

The young man in the green shirt couldn't help but sigh sincerely when he saw that this sword defense was so strong.

The black sword burst through the flames, and slashed directly at the face of the plough master, and the castration was very powerful, as if it was going to cut him into two pieces.

Master Liyuan's face was gloomy, and he felt the threat brought to him by this sword, and in an instant, his palms spread out, and a large stream of flame particles erupted, and his palms stirred in front of him to condense a circular wall of flame light, covering his entire body.

Bang...... The black sword slashed directly into the wall of light, and a huge groove appeared, which was thrown more than three feet deep, and finally did not pierce it.

Countless rays of light rippled in all directions, thousands of aura particles scattered with a bang, the black sword light shattered in an instant, and the wall of flame light was also distorted and deformed, and it was difficult to dissipate in the end.

Although the black sword light did not finally break through the defense of the wall of flame light, the thousands of sword qi still penetrated through the body, slashing the hair bun of the plough master, thousands of hair strands fell down, and countless strands of gray hair also slowly fell to the ground.

Master Liyuan felt that his cheeks were hot as if he had been cut by countless sword qi, and the stinging pain was extremely uncomfortable.

"Master, I have found someone who can repair the Changhong Iron Sword!"

Qingshu shouted loudly.

Sikong Xuan's expression was originally very cold, especially the scene that happened in front of him, which made his patience reach the limit, and the more he looked at this person, the more unpleasant he became, and he wanted to teach him a lesson.

Hearing such a sentence, Sikong Xuan's eyes suddenly burst out with essence, took two steps forward, and said excitedly: "Where is this person?!" ”

"It's this little brother next to me, called Sun Long, who is a promising refiner!" Shuqing said proudly, his cold gaze swept over the other refiners, as if he wanted to devour them.

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PS. Asking for support (to be continued)