At night, the seven-star bamboo, next to the stone table in the courtyard.

It was still a pot of wine and a small wine glass, Li Yu just looked at the bright moon in the sky quietly, constantly thinking about what happened today, Zilei Peak was about to add another martial artist of the yellow-level realm, and as long as Dong Yun was thinking about the cliff and calming his mind, he might be able to see through his inner demons one day and cultivate to leapfrog ascension.

Weapons, each disciple has his own weapon, this afternoon Li Yu only learned that the original weapon also needs to be fused with blood, as long as his own blood is dripped into his own weapon, then this weapon can be in and out of his own hands at will, and it can be completely imprinted in his palm when he is not needed, which can be described as extremely wonderful.

Six years later, Purple Thunder Peak will compete for the place of the Seven Peaks in eight years, there are only three places, Senior Brother Duan Chengfeng and Second Senior Brother Gu Tianhua will definitely be able to advance to the green level realm in six years, the two places undoubtedly belong to the two of them, and the remaining two places will be born among the disciples of the Yellow Level Realm, except for the one who is about to be promoted to the Yellow Level Realm, only five people are most likely to be promoted to the Yellow Level Realm, namely the Third Senior Brother, the Fourth Senior Brother, the Ninth Senior Brother, The twelfth senior brother and the fifteenth senior brother, all five of them have reached the orange level, and one day they may have an epiphany and advance to the yellow level.

As for the other disciples who entered the room, those who were only at the red level realm were also possible, but the hope was very small, and in addition to having great perseverance in cultivation, chances were also very important.

Six years to reach the yellow level, this is the minimum requirement that Li Yu set for himself, Li Yu thought silently in his heart.

The next day, Li Yu came to Kong Lao's residence early, because today Kong Lao promised to forge a sword for him.

When Li Yu came to the front of the stone house, Kong Lao was already sitting on a chair in front of the stone house and waiting for him, only to see that there were still two large stoves more than half meters high in front of the stone house, and a bellows was placed next to each large stove.

"You're here" Kong Lao looked at the young man in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

"Trouble Old Kong," Li Yu bowed to Old Kong.

"Yes"

Immediately Kong Lao stood up from the chair, and picked up a fist-sized black iron block from the stone table next to him, Kong Lao looked at the black iron block in his hand with fascination, and said to himself:

"The 10,000-year-old black iron is taken from 10,000 meters deep in the mountains, and the weapons cast with this are extremely hard, and the old man has never seen them more than three times in his life."

Li Yu was really surprised, it can only be excavated at least 10,000 meters underground, in Li Yu's opinion, absolutely no one below the purple-level powerhouse can be excavated, even if the purple-level powerhouse wants to get it, it is not so easy.

"Come here and help me pull the bellows," Kong Lao said loudly to Li Yu.

"Yes"

Li Yu hurriedly walked to a bellows, half-squatted on the ground, his arms were suddenly slowly covered with pure red innate true qi, holding the bellows handle with one hand, one in and one out, slowly pulling, the bellows pulled, the wind suddenly quickly entered the stove, and the flames in the hearth jumped straight out.

Kong Lao slowly walked to the stove and stood still, his eyes looked at everything in the stove, just like that, Kong Lao looked at it for a quarter of an hour, Li Yu was still pulling, seeing that Kong Lao had been standing there and never moved, Li Yu looked at Kong Lao suspiciously, just when Li Yu couldn't help but ask, he saw Kong Lao move at this time.

Kong Lao threw the 10,000-year-old black iron and a piece of purple and cyan iron into the furnace together, and then Kong Lao stretched out his hands and dragged them on the stove, and suddenly Kong Lao's hands were dark cyan mixed yuan true qi, and the flames in the furnace suddenly skyrocketed, and the fire instantly skyrocketed to more than a zhang high.

"It's time," Kong Lao finished speaking, and took out the iron pieces that had been fused together in the furnace, holding the hammer in his right hand and the iron tongs in his left hand...... Suddenly, suddenly, the hard iron slowly began to deform, Kong Lao hit it a few times, and then put it in the furnace to continue to melt, and then hit again, again and again, and soon the blade of a sword was knocked out.

"Drip your blood on the sword embryo, quick"

Li Yu glanced at Kong Lao and didn't say anything, stood up and stretched out his index finger, and suddenly a drop of blood fell on the sword embryo, when the blood dripped on the sword embryo, the sword embryo suddenly emitted a pure white glow, Kong Lao glanced at the sword embryo, and the hand that grabbed the hilt of the sword The dark blue mixed yuan true qi instantly covered the sword body.

"Forge a sword with qi," Li Yu suddenly exclaimed. Although Li Yu doesn't know the way of casting, when he came to find Kong Lao to cast a sword, Li Yu had read books about sword casting, the most difficult realm of casting is to cast a sword with air, but that hurts the caster's own cultivation, so many casting masters will not use gas casting, and what Li Yu didn't expect is that Kong Lao actually casts a sword with air, and the owner of this sword is himself, Li Yu is very moved.

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