From surprise to nervousness, and then despair at this time. Although the weapons made by the old man were originally out of reach, when Zongtian gave them hope, the disappointment at this time seemed to be deserved. But just when the people around him were disappointed, Zongtian showed a slight smile.

This kind of laughter naturally made the old man a little alert, but the vigilance at this time had no effect on the development of things. Although the old man stabilized his blade at this time, a burst of water dripping into the boiling oil made him a little overwhelmed.

The blade of the Heavenly Blade suddenly erupted with intense heat, and this heat actually made the old man's knife show some signs of softening and bending. Although the old man did panic for a moment, he was also decisive in the face of this situation. Although the high temperature is still unknown, the effect of the high temperature is not so immediate, so making a decision at the moment is the only way out at this time.

After thinking about it, it was naturally a direct execution, and the old man's sudden full strength also made Zongtian's face change a little. Originally, because of the power on the blade, the two had been facing each other, but the old man's sudden full strength broke the balance at this time, and the power burst violently at this time, and the result was naturally that the two of them staggered.

"Alas......" The sigh was accompanied by the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, and that sigh came from Zongtian's mouth after all.

With just a glance at the blade that had fallen to the ground, the old man knew the source of the abnormal temperature just now, because there was a metal solution dripping from the broken blade in the sky.

"I lost." Although it is a pity, Zongtian still has to admit this fact, after all, his sword pattern does have a lot of immaturity. It's just that in the face of such words, the old man just looked at the knife embryo in his hand in a daze. Although he was decisive enough at that time, the weapon he held in his hand also became a little miserable.

"It's still a bit unfair to compete like this." After being silent for a long time, the old man said such words leisurely. Let's not talk about the problem of the words themselves, just such a tone made Zongtian a little surprised.

"If this competition really doesn't have the influence of manpower, then the outcome is really unknown. Oh, in fact, my sincere thought should be that I am the one who loses. After a chuckle, the old man shook his head slightly.

Hearing such words in Zongtian's ears, his mood was naturally only surprise, but listening to the ears of those onlookers, their hearts were filled with joy. However, those faces, which were full of joy, made the old man a little annoyed.

"What are you laughing at, although I said so much, can I change the fact that he lost?"

Such words were naturally those smiles on their faces.

"Still." It's just that the old man's words seem to have taken a turn for the worse, "Compared to me, there seems to be a more suitable swordsmith for you here, right?" ”

Although the old man's words were much kinder, for those guests, words were naturally not as tempting as the actual sword.

"Humph! Something that is not satisfied. The old man's words became stern again, and then he touched his waist and drew a soft sword directly from there.

"Come on, come, I'll see who has the ability, and I'll give this sword with both hands."

As soon as the soft sword was unsheathed, a chill caused the slightly empty wilderness to drop a few degrees, and then the old man said something like this, and threw the sword to the ground at will. It was only a soft sword, but when it came up to the rocky ground, it was silently submerged in it, and it was not until the hilt was a little wider that the sword stopped its smooth penetration.

The performance of the soft sword naturally made most people salivate, but looking at the old man who was waving his fist and eager to try, everyone present still calmly chose to retreat.

"Hmph, don't you understand this truth? Don't think that a good is a blessing, but think about what your purpose is. ”

With the old man's words, almost all of them showed some clarity in their eyes. Yes, all they want is to survive in this troubled world, and even if it is just an ordinary weapon made by the old man, it may bring them trouble.

Such persuasion can definitely be regarded as a bitter heart for the old man, and the effect of that persuasion can also be called remarkable. The onlookers almost looked at the sky together, and this sudden movement also woke up the people who were still immersed in surprise.

"Are you talking about me?" Probably because he was not very sober, Zongtian actually said such an obvious problem.

"Who else can you say?" And the old man's attitude is also a bit of the past.

"So, you admit that I've made a change in the fire crest?"

"Like you said, it's just for this competition, and in this case, I kind of admit it." Although the old man still maintains that kind of rigor that is almost perverted, such a result is already something that Zong Tian does not dare to hope for.

Although what Zongtian did at this time was indeed to practice his own way, but at the same time, it was also for the sake of incense. Since this stubborn old man has been able to accept the changes in the sword pattern, the contradiction between him and Xiangyin must be eased a lot, right? But maybe what the old man cares about is not as new as Xiangyin, what makes him angry may be the injuries left on Xiangyin after the creation of Ling Cheng, and the self-blame for not knowing how to care about his daughter.

However, it is impossible to know that this is all that the heavens know, and what they have done for this father and daughter is enough, and if they continue to go deep into the lives of others, it will be a burden to either party.

After all this, Zongtian can be regarded as the shortest time in his life. After being kicked out of the house by the master, Zongtian didn't even go out of the range of ten meters, so he was pulled back to the furnace to rebuild, and the reason for this is, of course, because Zongtian planted the fruit himself.

This time it was a little different from the previous situation, the guests' requirements for weapons were not only doubled by the old man, but also because of Zongtian's changes to the sword pattern, the old man also reviewed the weapons made by Zongtian more strictly. Although the guests this time were only the ones left from before, it was these dozen or so weapons that consumed nearly three months of Zongtian's time.

Looking at the last guest's relieved expression after getting the weapon, Zongtian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although this adjustment of this sword pattern is also unique in the soul plane, when thinking of his own world, Zongtian can't help but feel as if he is engaged in decoration.

However, what you are willing to do, even if it is hard, there is a unique fun in it, and after completing the last order, the sense of accomplishment in your heart is self-evident.

Looking at Zongtian's relaxed appearance, the old man standing behind him was silent, and he looked at Zongtian quietly until he saw that the person in front of him was a little hairy.

"Master? Master, what's wrong with you? Such a situation naturally made Zongtian put away his heart that had flown out, and the old man didn't seem to have much reaction to the title of Master.

"It's nothing, just relax." This time, it was finally the turn of the old man to calm down, but in the face of this obviously abnormal situation, Zongtian was a little uncomfortable.

"I don't think I particularly need a break yet." Zong Tian said tentatively,

"Oh? It's good to be young. The old man even smiled, and this smile made Zongtian feel even more frightened.

"Master, if you have anything to say, will you say it directly?"

"Actually, it's nothing, I'm just thinking, how long have you been with me?"

Although the calm appearance of the old man seems to be abnormal, this is actually the state that people should have when they communicate normally, right?

"It's been almost half a year."

"Half a year is not too short." After saying these words that were similar to emotion, the old man still sighed leisurely.

"Master, you ......"

"Although you call me Master, I know that your heart is not here."

Hearing such words, Zong Tian did not refute anything. Maybe it's really like what the old man said, sword forging is more like a small hobby for him, and in addition, Zongtian actually has an unknown hobby, that is, peeling eggs. Although it seems to be a rather boring job, watching the smooth boiled eggs fall into the palm of his hand, Zongtian will feel a heartfelt satisfaction. For Zongtian, sword casting seems to have some such feelings, and if you have to compare, sword casting doesn't seem to be as simple and happy as peeling eggs.

"But that doesn't matter." Even though the situation was already like this, the old man actually smiled a little,

"You're like a fragrant guide, no matter how proficient I am in sword patterns, there's no need to impose those on her." Speaking of Xiangyin, the old man also showed some sadness, "Although I understand that truth, I still put a more fatal rigidity on her." ”

Although such heartfelt words did touch Zongtian's heartstrings, he couldn't help but be a little distracted at this time. His gaze kept scanning back and forth between the old man and the doorway, and this was naturally because someone had already stood there uninvited.

"That child suffered, what a ......"

Probably because Zongtian had been silent, the old man also took back his somewhat dazed gaze. Such an action also made the old man glance at his room, and the sudden appearance of an extra person naturally startled the old man.

"You, you, you ......" Just like the last time I saw Xiangyin, the old man was so angry that his face turned red at this time.