Listening to Mu Zhengnan's words, Ye Wen didn't speak, just shrugged his shoulders.

Is it out of reach? I'm afraid it's already now. You must know that Ye Wen used to be a half-step emperor, although his cultivation was greatly damaged after he was reborn, but the various exquisite swordsmanship he practiced in the past was enough for him to fight beyond the ranks, not to mention that he also had the Chiyan Sword, if the Chiyan Sword could be repaired to a certain extent, I am afraid that even if a monk who was ten orders higher than himself was in front of him, he would only kneel.

The treasure of the Xuanjian Sect!

As long as it can be repaired a little, even if it is only one percent of the power, it can be crisscrossed in this world.

Seeing that Ye Wen didn't reply, Mu Zhengnan didn't continue the topic, but just packed all the tiger teeth in the cabinet and gave them all to Ye Wen.

"Ye Xiaoyou, this tiger tooth can be regarded as a thank you gift from my Mu family. In the future, your business is my Mu family's business, as long as Ye Xiaoyou has a need, my Mu family will never shirk! ”

Hearing this, after Ye Wen took the tiger teeth, he glanced at Mu Zhengnan deeply.

"Okay, I owe you a favor to the Mu family for this."

"Now that this is over, I'll go first."

Mu Zhengnan nodded, and then personally sent Ye Wen out of the Mu family.

......

"Grandpa, didn't you say that those tiger teeth are your most valuable collection? Why did you give it all to Ye Wen? ”

After Ye Wen left, Mu Qing came to Mu Zhengnan's side and asked quietly.

"Qing'er, Ye Wen's potential is limitless." Mu Zhengnan touched Mu Qing's hair, "Grandpa did this just for you." Grandpa chose you as the head of the family, and there must be many people in the clan who are not convinced. With Ye Wen's help, those in the family didn't have to worry. ”

"Qing'er, Ye Wen, you have to make friends as much as possible, it's best to let him be a member of our Mu family, do you understand what grandpa means? Even if Qing'er you really don't have feelings for him, you must not be evil, otherwise, my Mu family's century-old foundation will be ruined in a flash! ”

"Grandpa, what do you say! How could I possibly fall in love with him like this! ”

"I don't want to marry in my life, I just want to be by my grandfather's side!"

Mu Qing said, and ran to her grandfather like a coquette, Mu Zhengnan looked at his good granddaughter, his eyes were full of doting.

But Mu Qing's mood was not calm at the moment, recalling that Ye Wen was lukewarm to him at school during the day, Mu Qing was a little angry, and even after taking the tooth of the demon beast, he left without even saying hello to himself. She even had reason to suspect that in Ye Wen's eyes, she was not as important as these broken tiger teeth.

Chapter XI

Ye Wen, who got the tiger teeth, didn't delay much, his aura surged, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he soon returned to his home.

"Xiaowen, are you back? Come and eat! ”

As soon as she entered the door, Ye Mu said to Ye Wen.

"Where did you go today, why did you come back so late?"

"Mom, I played ball with my friends after school, so I came back late."

Ye Wen told a little lie, he didn't want Ye Mu to worry.

"I ate it when I came back, so you can eat it first!"

After saying that, he went into his room without his head.

He couldn't wait to repair the Red Flame Sword!

"Huh... This kid. ”

Ye Mu just wanted to say something, but when she saw Ye Wen enter the room, she had no choice but to shake her head.

in the room.

Ye Wen locked the door, and then took out the box full of demon beast fangs.

Opening the box, Ye Wen mobilized the aura of heaven and earth around him, and suddenly, all the fangs of the demon beasts in the box were suspended in the air.

The right hand opened slightly, and suddenly, the aura converged towards Ye Wen's palm.

Bang!

A touch of aura flame ignited in Ye Wen's palm.

This flame is the embodiment of this heavenly aura, and Ye Wen, as the controller, naturally controls it as he wants.

The next moment, Ye Wen's thoughts moved, and the flames in his hand were suddenly divided into several parts, enveloping the suspended demon beast fangs in it.

"Whew!"

The moment they made contact, the fangs of some low-level demon beasts made a slight burning sound, while those middle-level and high-level ones did not move at all.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wen didn't rush it, but slowly increased the output of spiritual power, carefully melting the teeth of these demon beasts.

The green spiritual fire lit up the entire room, and the temperature was so high that even the air became distorted.

Although the temperature of the spiritual fire is terrifying, this is only for the fangs of the demon beasts shrouded in the spiritual fire. As for beyond the spiritual fire...

The evening breeze blows, and it is extremely cool.

This is enough to show that Ye Wen's control over the aura of this heaven and earth has reached a terrifying realm!

I don't know how long it took, the fangs of the demon beast in front of me were crawling all over the cracks, and then, with a "bang", it turned into powder in the sky.

Subsequently, countless powders were shrouded in spiritual fire, emitting bits and pieces of light, suspended in the air.

After a period of time, the powder finally failed to resist the burning of the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and condensed together, forming drops of red liquid.

Don't underestimate this drop of bright red liquid, the majestic spiritual power contained in it can explode the body of any beginner monk to death!

And these more than thirty incomparably precious demon beast fangs only formed five drops of liquid.

"It's time!"

Ye Wen took a breath slightly, looking at the five drops of suspended liquid, his eyes sharpened.

With such a high-intensity tempering, and at the same time having to control the concentration and non-proliferation of the power of the spiritual fire, it may be easy to change to the previous Ye Wen. But for him now, it can be regarded as a huge project.

This is also thanks to Ye Wen, if he is replaced by other cultivators of the same level, I am afraid that before the tooth of the demon beast melts, the whole person will die due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

After a short rest, Ye Wen's mind moved, and in the next second, the Chiyan Sword appeared in his hand.

The Chiyan Sword in front of him, after the great battle of the year, the sword body has been dilapidated, and the hilt is also full of cracks, which makes people can't help but have the illusion that it will be broken when touched. As for the tip of the sword, it is even more miserable.

Looking at the current situation of Chiyan Sword, Ye Wen's heart couldn't help but feel sour.

"Old man, after so many years, I have wronged you."

Ye Wen's hands slowly stroked the saber that had been with him for thousands of years, and muttered to himself.

Oh!

Feeling Ye Wen's emotions, the dragon soul in the Chiyan Sword also let out a long roar as a response to Ye Wen.

This dragon roar also made Ye Wen fall into the memories of the past.

A thousand years ago, he took over the Chiyan Sword from his father's hands and became a young sect master at the same time. At this point, Chiyan Sword began to accompany him and experienced thousands of years.

In the past thousand years, countless outer disciples, the enemy sect Tianjiao fell under the Chiyan Sword, and countless sects were destroyed because of this. It is no exaggeration to say that the Xuanjian Sect has carried forward under his own fingers, and his own Chiyan Killing God name has been forged, and the Chiyan Sword has made great contributions!

Until that big war three years ago.

Rao is himself has cultivated to the half-step emperor, holding the Red Flame Sword, but he still can't stop the menacing Demon Sect.

At that stop, he was seriously injured and died, leaving only a remnant of his soul. And in order to save himself, Chiyan Sword exhausted his sword qi and took his remnant soul to live in this desolate world for three years before it became so dilapidated.

Scenes from the past appeared in front of Ye Wen's eyes like a movie.

Ye Wen picked up the Chiyan Sword and looked at his old fellow affectionately.

"Old man, these monster fangs are not easy to come by, although they are only a drop in the bucket for repairing you. But in time, I'll be sure to collect more artifacts to repair you! “

Whispering, Ye Wen looked at the red droplets floating in the air, and his momentum changed.

Suddenly, five drops of liquid seemed to be invisibly pulled, quickly gathered together, and then dripped on the Chiyan Sword.

It was like a trickle, flowing along the broken cracks on the body of the Red Flame Sword. However, the red droplets only flowed to the hilt of the sword, stopped flowing, and then disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.