In the simple and grand hall of the Sword Casting Hall, the new master of the Sword Casting Hall, Liu Jingye, sat on the seat of the eighteen iron swords, his heart was surging, and he couldn't help himself.

Hong Yuntao had already hinted at him that the day the Ethereal Sword was completed would be when he would take over as the master of the Sword Casting Hall.

But he never imagined that this day would come so quickly.

After the ecstasy, Liu Jingye's mind came alive.

He has followed the old hall master for more than ten years, and he has already obtained the eight-point true inheritance of the old hall master, if you talk about swordsmanship, you can't ask yourself if you are not under Ye Changsheng.

Now, although he has taken over the Sword Casting Hall, it is not enough to convince the public, nor is it enough to make Hong Yuntao completely reassured.

This time he cast the sword of longevity for Liu Lao, if he can compare Ye Changsheng, won't he prove his worth, and won't his position be more consolidated?

This time, he must not lose.

While thinking, Hong Yuntao strode into the hall, and Liu Jingye hurriedly got up to greet him, with a flattering smile on his face.

Hong Yuntao sat on the seat of the eighteen iron swords, and his mood was extremely comfortable.

He hadn't expected that Ye Changsheng would hand over the Sword Casting Hall so happily, which was really unexpected.

As long as the manpower integration is completed, the Sword Casting Hall will be completely his Hong family's industry.

Glancing at Liu Jingye who was standing aside, Hong Yuntao said slowly: "Hall Master Liu, can you be sure that your sword-casting skills will be better than Ye Changsheng?"

Liu Jingye's heart tightened, and he swore and said: "Lord Zhuang, the old man has followed Ye Tiexin for more than ten years, and he has done his best, and Ye Changsheng is just a yellow-haired child who talks on paper, and he relies on nothing more than us old people. Now that he doesn't have the Sword Forging Hall, he is not an old opponent at all!"

"Okay, very good, Liu Lao's birthday sword, there is no room for negligence, Hall Master Liu, don't let me down. Hong Yuntao got up suddenly, looked up to the sky and laughed and went out.

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It's finally time to fight the Sword Forge Hall.

In the study of Ye Mansion, Ye Changsheng sat at the desk, feeling a little nervous, and there was a trace of indescribable excitement.

When my father came to Sanshui Town, he gave two names to the newly opened small workshop, one was the Sword Casting Hall, and the other was the Wenjian Hall.

At first glance, it seems that the Sword Casting Hall is more imposing and square, but under the scrutiny, the Sword Hall is even more ambitious.

Asking the sword world is not only the lifelong pursuit of every swordsman, but also the lifelong pursuit of every swordsmith.

Perhaps my father's ambition had been worn out, so he chose the name Sword Casting Hall.

The humiliation of his father's expulsion from Maple City back then, Changsheng couldn't empathize.

But he can never forget that on a snowy night, his mother held the three-year-old in tears, kneeling in front of his grandfather's house, just to treat his seriously injured father.

Mother knelt until dawn, her tears dried up, her body froze, and the two closed doors never opened even a single gap.

"Father, mother, when you grow up, you will definitely be able to support this family!" Tears flashed in the corners of Changsheng's eyes, and he clenched his fists hard.

Early the next morning, the two worshippers came to the study.

The two worshippers of the Ye family, Qiu Tianyou and Qiu Tianzuo, are both around sixty years old, and they followed Ye Changsheng's father Ye Tiexin more than ten years ago, and they can be described as loyal.

The cultivation of the two brothers has reached the Qi Sea Transformation Realm, and they can be regarded as masters in Sanshui Town.

Ye Changsheng sat behind the large desk and handed over a booklet: "This secret book was copied from the original one left by my father, and you may be able to use it." ”

Cheats?

The elder brother Qiu Tianzuo was surprised, took the manuscript, and just turned to the first page, and his breathing became heavy.

"The Eight Methods of Qiankun, the secret legend of the Daomen, the mid-grade martial arts of the prefecture level?!" Qiu Tianzuo was shocked and exclaimed.

The younger brother Qiu Tianyou was also very excited, and said incoherently: "Childe, this, this, we, we can't accept it!"

Just kidding, even if it's the entire Yunlong Principality, you can't find a few local-level martial arts, let alone a mid-grade martial art.

What cultivator can withstand such a temptation?

It's not that the two of them are hypocritical, but this secret book is too valuable.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly: "It's just a secret book, take it and practice, I still have heaven-level martial arts here." ”

God, heaven-level martial arts?!

Qiu's eyes widened, and they were shocked and moved by Childe's generosity.

However, they have followed Changsheng's father for many years and know more or less about the Ye family's family lineage, so they don't doubt Changsheng's words.

"Thank you, Childe!" the Qiu clan knelt on one knee and said gratefully.

A trace of excitement flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes, and the two worshippers knelt down to him, officially allegiance to him!

Changsheng calmly raised his hand and reminded: "That great worshipper in the Red Leaf Mountain Villa is already at the peak of the Transformation Spirit Realm, and probably if you go out of the customs this time, you will be able to advance to the True Martial Realm." ”

Qiu Tianzuo said in a deep voice: "Childe, don't worry, as long as you comprehend this set of cheats, even if you are a true martial arts realm master, you are not our opponent!"

Ye Changsheng nodded, if you want to survive in this world, strength is always the last word.

Taking advantage of this time, Changsheng not only had to arm the two worshippers, but also the retainers of the Ye family.

After the two worshippers left excitedly, the four retainers of the Ye family walked into the study and saluted Ye Changsheng at the same time.

The four retainers, Ye to the east, Ye to the south, Ye to the west, and the leaf to the north, are around forty years old, each with a weathered appearance.

Ye Changsheng looked at the four of them and said in a deep voice: "Back then, my father was expelled from Fengcheng, and among the twelve retainers, you were the only ones who sacrificed your life to accompany you and followed your father without regrets, and Changsheng thanked four of them here!"

As he spoke, Ye Changsheng bowed to the four of them.

"Childe, I can't help it!" the four retainers were shocked, resisted the urge to burst into tears, and returned the salute in a panic.

They are not saints, of course they have complained, repented, and even hated.

Which teenager has no dreams, when they followed the master, they were humiliated, they left their hometown, wasted their good years on the road, and wasted 20 years, how could they be willing?

But as retainers, loyalty eventually prevailed, and for so many years, they never gave up, and never betrayed the Ye family father and son.

Ye Changsheng took out a booklet, as well as a few medicine bags, and handed it to the eldest Ye Xiangdong: "This is a Xuan-level top-grade martial art, called "Demon Dragon Three Styles". There is also the Seven Star Pei Yuan San, the quenching elixir, you have all put it away. ”

Xuan-level high-grade martial arts?!

Quenching medicine?!

Ye Xiangdong and the four of them were stunned for a moment, their faces were excited, and at the same time they knelt on one knee and fell to the ground: "Thank you, son!"

Ye Changsheng said lightly: "I am different from my father, I am not willing to be partial to a small town, so from today on, you must keep up with my footsteps." ”

The four retainers were enthusiastic and said loudly: "My subordinates swear to follow the young master to the death!"

Back then, they followed their old family master and ran away, their hearts were full of tragedy, and they wanted to do something about it.

Who would have thought that the old family owner had been wandering for more than ten years, and finally lived in seclusion in this small Sanshui Town, and the blood of the four of them cooled down.

It is said to be a seclusion, but in fact it is just an escape, but it is just the helplessness of life.

However, today, they see hope again in Childe.

How many beats can life have?

Even if it is broken bones, it must be burned once!

After the four retainers left, Ye Changsheng restrained his turbulent mood and began to think about his next plan.

Ye Zhong, the old butler, walked in and said, "Young Master, Elder Lu, they are clamoring to forge a sword, saying that it is time to wait. ”

Ye Changsheng said with a smile: "Grandpa Lu is still hot, since everything is ready, let's start." ”