"Deputy Hall Master, the people of the Ye family in Maple City have agreed!" In the small courtyard of the South Park of the Sword Forger Guild, a slave ran in quickly and shouted loudly.

In the ashram, solemnly sitting cross-legged opened his eyes sharply, stood up, and clenched his fists excitedly.

The people of the Ye family in Maple City agreed to observe the competition between him and Ye Changsheng, which meant that he could once again walk into the sight of the Ye family.

For solemnity, for everyone, Maple City is the holy place in their hearts.

More than ten years ago, Zhuang was fortunate enough to go to Maple City once.

It was a dream trip, a pilgrimage he would never forget.

In Maple City, he met countless talented swordsmiths and craftsmen, he visited countless ancient and avant-garde swordsmithing workshops, and he also saw a wide variety of props and mechanisms.

He was impressed by the profound attainments of the old people, by the whimsical creativity of those teenagers, and by the almost perfect long sword.

He is like a drop of water that falls into the ocean, diluted to the point where it has little meaning or value.

His little achievement, his ridiculous smugness, was completely dissolved by the sea.

It was also from that moment that he really understood what it meant to have people outside the sky.

More than 20 years have passed, and solemn has not missed Fengcheng for a moment.

Maple City is a swordsmith's paradise, where you can easily find any material, any utensils, any text, to test your ideas.

There, you can easily find like-minded people, even if you are a madman, you will never feel lonely.

They will be with you, buried in the vast number of classics, buried in the testing of various materials, and buried in the summary after repeated failures or successes.

The three months in Fengcheng were the most meaningful three months in his solemn life, although he only forged a Lingwu-level mid-grade long sword in the end, but that long sword was the most satisfying work in his life, and it was his most cherished sword.

In order to be able to enter Maple City again, for more than ten years, he has been quietly studying and striving to improve his skills, except for the necessary gathering and gathering activities, he spends most of his time in the sword forging room.

He rejected irrelevant entertainment and socializing, and he even rejected the honor placed on himself.

He never felt that he was a swordsmith master, and compared to the people in Maple City, he didn't deserve this title at all.

And Ye Changsheng, a sixteen-year-old boy, is proclaiming that he is a sword-forging master all over the world, what is he!

A small workshop owner in a small place, in order to sell a few more swords, dared to have an ambiguous relationship with Fengcheng, what kind of thing is he!

Blasphemy, blasphemy!

solemnity began to be angry, his eyes burned with rage, and his calloused hands slammed on the tea table, and from the collapsed wood and broken porcelain, he felt a hint of the pleasure of destruction.

Five days later, in the name of the swordsmith, he would personally destroy the despicable villain who had deceived the world and stolen his name.

He believed that Fengcheng would definitely see his sincerity and his efforts over the years, thus opening the door of his dreams for him again.

Calm, calm down.

solemnly took two deep breaths, calming down his boiling thoughts, and his face returned to the state of Gujing Bu Wave again.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon again, he solemnly picked up a thick book, compared it with the notes, and studied it carefully.

Whew, I'm finally done!

In the space of the Jiluo Realm, Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged in the center of the prayer wheel, and put down the book in his hand with relief.

This notebook of the Ancient Sword Forging Grandmaster's notebook is a bit sloppy, and the names of many materials have been replaced with some symbols, which brings a big obstacle to reading.

Fortunately, he has been forging swords in ancient ways since he was a child, and with the memory of the inheritance of the Infinite Demon Venerable, after restoring these symbols one by one, he can also understand them.

As for the large number of calculus formulas in the notes, the material interchange formulas, although they are a little old, they are logically valid, and a considerable part of them have been simplified to varying degrees today.

Under the comparison of ancient and modern, Ye Changsheng also found some mistakes and deviations.

Of course, human civilization is always moving forward, and the sword-forging skills of the Tianxuan Continent are also constantly improving, not to mention the owner of this notebook, even in the memory of the inheritance of the Infinite Demon Venerable, some of them have been proven to be wrong.

However, it is undeniable that it is with these ancients and their precious heritage that we can stand on the shoulders of giants, spit out the old and embrace the new, and then complete the transcendence of the ancients.

If we live more and more and go back, even if we are not as good as the ancients, it will be simply the sorrow of this era.

Therefore, Changsheng will not lose the awe he deserves because of those mistakes in the notes.

I've read the notes, but if you want to transform them into your own things, you have to practice them.

The way of forging swords, broad and profound, involves a wide range of knowledge, just the knowledge of materials, it is as vast as a sea of smoke, a person exhausts his life, and what he gets is just a drop in the ocean.

Ye Changsheng quickly drew a key point for himself, that is, the purification process of materials, as well as the process of improving the performance of materials.

He still has a lot of room for improvement in these two sword casting processes, and any one of them can bring about an overall obvious improvement.

There were sixty-eight main metal materials that were often used to forge swords, and five days was enough time for him to complete all the tests.

Of course, even if he didn't finish it and didn't get promoted, with his talent for refining the bloodline, and with the fact that he was standing on the shoulders of the Infinite Demon Venerable, he didn't feel that he would lose.

Taking out the pen and paper, Ye Changsheng flew and danced, listed more than 300 kinds of materials in one go, and only after confirming that it was correct, did he leave the Jiluo Realm.

Out of the room, Ye Changsheng called an entourage and ordered someone to hurry up to purchase.

The place where he is now is a sword-forging workshop that Su Yun helped him find overnight.

Located outside the northern city, the manor is very secluded, with a complete swordsmithing workshop in the back garden, and several swordsmiths and a dozen apprentices to drive him.

This morning, Ye Changsheng took people to check it out, and he was very satisfied, so he used this place as his experimental base.

At dusk, Ye Changsheng took a few swordsmiths to re-debug the three furnace tripods of sword casting, and all the materials he purchased were also bought.

I have to say that Su Yun's efficiency is very high, although there are many precious materials in the list listed by Ye Changsheng, some of which are still controlled products, Su Yun still found them all in the shortest possible time.

What surprised Ye Changsheng even more was that the materials purchased by Su Yun had already undergone preliminary processing, and many of them could be directly used for experiments.

So what are you waiting for, let's get started.

For a while, the three stoves burned at the same time, and the small workshop, which had been idle for many years, became busy again.

At night, Mu Qingke looked at the information sent by his subordinates, and couldn't help but let out a mocking sneer.

Now I know that I panicked, it's too late!