"Ye Changsheng, when my swordsmanship is complete, I will challenge you again!" Xiao Baiyi's voice still echoed in his ears, and Ye Changsheng's eyes were full of admiration.

Maybe it was because of his temperament, or because he was too far away from the cultivation world, Ye Changsheng had always been respectful of those so-called famous disciples.

However, Xiao Baiyi is an exception, the simplicity and transparency of Xiao Baiyi's body, Ye Changsheng is ashamed of himself.

If such a person will not shine in the future and become famous on the mainland, it is really unreasonable.

The disciples of the Star Moon Sect didn't know that Ye Changsheng's evaluation of Xiao Baiyi would be so high, but they didn't have the slightest complaint about Ye Changsheng, but were grateful.

It is true that the white-clothed junior brother is a genius in cultivation, but after all, he is young and has no actual combat experience, so it is actually normal that he can't beat Ye Changsheng.

And from the beginning of this competition, Ye Changsheng did not exert his full strength at all, and he was still guiding Xiao Baiyi in the spring breeze and rain, and he also relieved Xiao Baiyi's demons.

As bystanders, they can see it clearly, so the outcome of this competition is not so important at all.

Probably Xiao Baiyi also figured this out, so he broke away, leaving everyone with a stubborn back.

Maybe he just didn't want someone to see his failures.

At dusk, after listening to Yuanhua Zhenren's lecture on the scriptures, everyone got up and said goodbye.

Zi Ling'er sent Ye Changsheng to the foot of the mountain, and her expression became sad.

She looked at the tired birds in the distant mountains and into the green forest, turned her eyes to Ye Changsheng, and said faintly: "Brother Changsheng, you must take care, the next time we meet again, I don't know when it will be." ”

Tomorrow, Zi Ling'er will accompany her father to meet a few elders, and then accompany her master to the ancestral court, while Ye Changsheng will go to taste the long sword of the god refining level, so she has no time to send her at all.

As for the future, who knows, she has a heavy workload, and Brother Changsheng is constantly running for the Ye family, where can she be like when she is in her hometown, she can see it if she wants to.

The immortal brother in front of him is close at hand, but it is so far away, so familiar, and yet so unfamiliar.

Zi Ling'er really wants to go back to the past, how good it is to be carefree.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly: "Little bell, the path of cultivation is originally like this, I will definitely go to see you when I have time." ”

"Well, you must come and see me. ”

"Well, I'll forge you another sword, a better sword, when the time comes. ”

"I don't want it," Zi Ling'er shook her head with red circles in her eyes, and cherished the hilt of the Xuanming Sword, "This one is the best, it's enough for me to have this one!"

She is no longer a child, and she will not be like before, and if her elder brother gives her something good, she can be happy for a long, long time.

That's not what she wants.

Ye Changsheng staggered his gaze and nodded slightly: "Okay, if Xuan Ming has any questions, he must remember to bring it back to the Sword Hall." ”

Ye Changsheng left, and at the end of the farewell, he still talked about the sword, and what he thought of was still the sword.

Starting tomorrow, the Sword Forger Guild will display the legendary Divine Refining Grade Long Sword, not many people can taste this sword, plus Ye Changsheng, but there are only ten people, and even Liu Bufan, who is a deacon, does not have such qualifications.

According to the guild's unofficial ranking, during this exchange conference, Ye Changsheng's sword-forging skills could barely be ranked in the top ten, so he obtained this place.

There is no first place in the text, there is no second in the martial arts, there is no basis for such a ranking, but hundreds of sword-forging masters are invited, and some elites must be selected, ranked in the seats, and rewarded.

When the second exchange conference is held again, it will have greater appeal and attractiveness.

Otherwise, everyone will go back and forth for a long time, and in the end they won't get the fame, and the profit will not be fished, what's the picture?

So no matter what, among the top ten swordsmiths of the Glory Federation, Ye Changsheng is on the list, and he is also the only one on the list in the southeast region of the guild.

Among the sword-forging masters that Ye Changsheng knew, Sima Zhen ranked first, Zhuang ranked third, Zeng Xiangyang of the Xingyue Sect ranked eighth, and President Mu Qingke did not participate in the ranking.

In the early morning of the next day, in the hall of the Sword Forgers Guild, Mu Qingke personally presented the honorary trophies of the top ten swordsmiths and a document issued by the Federation to everyone.

With this paperwork, each swordsmith will enjoy the treatment of a first-class earl in any country, gain free access to the Royal Ordnance Bureau, enjoy high research funds, and automatically become a senior advisor to the swordsmith's branch in any country.

After Mu Qingke announced, the eyes of the swordsmiths who applauded in the audience all turned red.

They knew that there would be a reward, but they didn't expect such a generous reward, let alone that the Federation would give them such a high status.

However, this was not all, and then Mu Qingke gave thirty spatial belts, first to ten sword-forging masters, and the rest to the other twenty masters.

The space belt is only part of the reward, and what is inside the belt is the real prize.

Mu Qingke began to reward some new juniors again, Ye Changsheng was idle and bored, so he simply pushed to a corner where no one was paying attention, and after binding his spiritual power, he opened the space belt.

There are not many things in a small space, but they are all good things.

A blessed black chip card, Ye Changsheng actually has one, and he can withdraw one thousand taels of silver from any bank.

A blessed white chip card is an auction card jointly launched by the five major merchant groups, including Xingxinglou, and one card can withdraw two hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

A blessed purple chip card is a card certified by the nine major cultivation sects, with which you can freely enter the ruins below the "barbarian level", and you can get the help of the cultivators who guard the ruins.

Ye Changsheng was not familiar with the world of cultivators, so he didn't know what level this "barbaric-level" ruins was.

But what is certain is that with these three cards, at least in the Ten Nations Domain, he can basically travel unimpeded.

There are also two sets of swordsmith suits in the belt space, which are not only well-made, but also a defensive magic weapon for god upgrades, as long as you wear the suits, you can basically avoid most of the dangers encountered when forging swords.

There is also a treasure chest, not that there are treasures in it, but this chest is only a foot high, but when the internal space is opened, it can be combined into a huge cabinet, at least the size of three parties.

The tools that the swordsmith uses on a daily basis can be placed in this box, which is clear at a glance and extremely lightweight.

In addition, there is also the magic weapon newly developed by the Refiner Guild that the second prince Su Yuanfang gave to Ye Changsheng before, the three-piece sword forger set, which is also a good thing.

The last thing was an ordinary-looking invitation, but on the front of the invitation, a bright red maple leaf was printed.