The so-called ethereal, flawless, self-psychic.

The ethereal sword can be perfectly fused with the attributes of the cultivator, and it contains a unique sword soul.

If you reach the level of a strong person, you can even conceive the legendary sword spirit.

Legend has it that only the heirs of the divine bloodline can create an ethereal sword, and they can only build one in their lifetime.

There is no other reason, to forge the ethereal sword, it needs the heirs of the divine refining bloodline to inject nine drops of natal essence blood, so it needs to be fused nine times.

Originally, Hong Yuntao didn't have much hope, and the legend was just a legend after all.

The reason why he kept Ye Changsheng to forge the sword was because of "waste utilization".

However, with the successful casting of the previous eight times, Hong Yuntao's expectations are getting bigger and bigger.

With three months to go, after the last melting, the ethereal sword was finished.

At this critical juncture, no matter what, he had to stabilize Ye Changsheng.

Next to Hong Yuntao, his daughter Hong Xiaowan also had a gloomy face, and her eyes were full of anxiety.

In order to get this ethereal sword, in order to marry Jingyun Gongzi of Huanglong Villa as she wished, she and Ye Changsheng had been with each other for three years, and from time to time she had to give Ye Changsheng a little sweetness, and she was already tired of it in her heart.

If all the hard work she has done at this time is wasted, won't her three years of hard work be wasted?

Ye Changsheng, if you fail me, I will make your life worse than death!

Hong Xiaowan's eyes flashed with fierceness.

Seeing that the wheelchair was approaching, the father and daughter of the Hong family took a step forward and suddenly exclaimed, "Changsheng, your hair?!"

Ye Changsheng's face was calm: "It's nothing, just take a rest." ”

Hong Yuntao put away his shocked look and nodded hurriedly.

How can the ethereal sword be so easy to cast, the ratio of various materials, the steps of fusion, and the heat of melting and casting all require a lot of calculations.

In the process of each casting, it is necessary to maintain a high degree of concentration, and the consumption of mental energy is unimaginable.

If these things were to be done by him, let alone three years, three months would be exhausting.

Hong Yuntao said with a look of regret: "Changsheng, don't work too hard, in case you are tired and collapsed, how can Shibo explain to your dead parents?"

Ye Changsheng nodded Mu Ran.

Hong Xiaowan took out a handkerchief and stepped forward, wiped the blood on Changsheng's face, and complained: "Brother Changsheng, you scared Wan'er to death!"

Her figure was bumpy, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her pink cheeks had two shallow dimples, as if she were holding sweet wine.

She was next to Ye Changsheng, her face was faintly flushed, and her bright eyes were full of watery tenderness.

Ye Changsheng looked at Hong Xiaowan in a daze, and couldn't help but be in a trance.

What a charming face, if not, how could it make me fall into intoxication again and again?

But what kind of vicious heart is hidden under this delicate skin?

Hong Yuntao smiled and said: "Changsheng, as long as the ethereal sword is completed, I will marry Wan'er to you, and Wan'er will definitely take care of you." ”

"Dad!" Hong Xiaowan shouted coquettishly, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently hooked up a hint of mockery.

Still looking blank, Ye Changsheng lowered his head and said, "Thank you Shibo for success!"

Hong Yuntao suddenly thought of something, turned around, and said sharply: "Put those two bastards on me!"

At the back of the crowd, two black-clothed warriors were tied behind their backs, pushed forward, and knelt down in front of Ye Changsheng tremblingly.

These two people were the two of the three people who went to invite Ye Changsheng before.

Hong Yuntao said with a straight face: "If you are disrespectful, you will commit the following crimes, and you will be immortal, and these two people will be handed over to you to send out." ”

"Kill it. Ye Changsheng said lightly.

Kill, kill?

Hong Yuntao was stunned, Hong Xiaowan trembled even more, and glanced at Ye Changsheng with a little shock.

Ye Changsheng has always had a gentle temperament, and he doesn't even scold people on weekdays, so why doesn't he even care about killing people now?

When they came to their senses, Changsheng had already gotten into the carriage.

Watching the carriage slowly leave, Hong Yuntao's face became gloomy again.

He looked at the two people who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy with a cold gaze, and said coldly: "Come on, cut off their heads and send them to Ye Mansion." ”

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Sanshui Town, belonging to the Principality of Yunlong, is the county of Lu'an in the Nine Winds Province.

Three tributaries of the Yinsha River flow through here, hence the name of the town.

The river transportation extending in all directions has created the prosperity of the town, and also gave birth to the four giants of Huanglong Villa, Zixia Villa, Baihu Villa, and Red Leaf Villa.

Relying on the Sword Casting Hall, the Ye family has gained a firm foothold in Sanshui Town in the past eight years, and has its own atmosphere.

But compared with the four deep-rooted families, the Ye family is not worth mentioning.

Yefu is located in the west of the town.

Late at night, the hall was brightly lit, and above the main seat, Ye Changsheng hung a sword from his waist, dressed in black, with a cold expression.

Two black boxes with human heads were placed aside, oozing traces of blood outward, exuding a bloody aura.

The housekeeper Ye Zhong, the two major offerings, and the four retainers of the Ye family, looked at Gongzi in shock and regret, and looked at Gongzi's white hair.

Everyone in the hall is a diehard loyalist of the Ye family, and they are also the objects that were cleaned up by Hong Yuntao in their previous lives.

A month later, Hong Yuntao instigated the Ye family to open a store in the county town and opened two retainers.

Two months later, Changsheng was on his boat to the county seat, and was seriously injured by the attack of the bandits.

Two and a half months later, Ye Xiangdong, the head of the retainers, was provoked by someone, and during the public duel, his limbs were abolished.

Hong Yuntao created opportunities again and again, and took advantage of these opportunities again and again, and stretched his tentacles into the Ye Mansion without moving, until he fully controlled the Ye Mansion.

Reliving again, how could Ye Changsheng let all this happen again?

He has already lost the Sword Casting Hall, no matter what, he must keep the last vitality of the Ye family.

Ye Changsheng pursed his lips and tried his best to say in a steady voice: "I asked you to come today to tell you something." ”

At the moment, Ye Changsheng talked about Hong Yuntao's conspiracy to kill his parents and try to annex the Ye family.

Everyone was shocked, they never thought that Hong Yuntao, the old hall master's best friend and known as benevolent and righteous, would be so despicable and shameless.

Ye Zhong trembled, stomped his feet and scolded: "Wolf ambition, wolf ambition!"

The four ministers were angry and murderous, and their big hands were clutching the hilt of the sword at their waists, and the top of their bones was white.

Three years ago, the old hall master and his wife died in an unknown way, and they felt that something was wrong at that time.

Now that it has been confirmed by Childe's own mouth, how can they not hate?

Childe turned white overnight, presumably because he learned the truth and was stimulated.

Ye Changsheng's eyes were red, he looked around at everyone, and said astringently: "I, Ye Changsheng, swear to the sky, I will not avenge this revenge, and I will not be a man!"

Everyone hated the same enemy, and bowed down at the same time: "Subordinates, etc., swear to live and die with the Ye family!"

The old hall master was wronged and expelled from Maple City, and has been in exile since then.

However, Childe's body still flows with the blood of divine refining.

The heirs of the divine refining bloodline are not allowed to be blasphemed!

After everyone left, Ye Changsheng leaned on the back of the chair tiredly, exhausted.

He put his hand on his chest and felt the strong beating of his heart.

Fate is so weird, the piece of iron that once brought him countless sufferings saved his life incrediblely.

"So, I inherited the inheritance of the Infinite Demon Venerable and became a Demon Cultivator?"