On the first day of the conference, guests visited the Swordsmith's Guild's weapons exhibition hall, which was explained by professionals throughout the whole process, interspersed with some interactive small programs.

On the second day of the conference, the swordsmiths provided professional advice to sword cultivators and practitioners in the area divided into the back garden, and provided them with fine swords to taste.

On the third day of the conference, guests were organized to visit the sword-casting workshop, and there was a public demonstration of sword-casting by swordsmiths.

During these three days, the swordsmiths were also organized to constantly communicate and discuss the way of swordsmithing.

From the fourth day onwards, the swordsmiths turned to actual combat, and the sixteen swordsmithing rooms of the guild were immediately overcrowded.

Some of the long swords forged by the masters have already been pre-booked, but more are used for auction, and there will be a special auction after the conference to auction these swords.

Ye Changsheng occupied the largest sword-casting room, and the sword-casting room was crowded with people early in the morning, closing the door early, attracting the resentment of countless people.

This is not because Ye Changsheng is famous and has a high status, let alone because he wants to forge some shocking long sword, but because the identity of the owner of the sword is too special.

Xiao Baiyi finally straightened himself up, there were no more bruises and puffiness on his face, and he stood in the crowd fluttering in white, handsome.

In just seven or eight days, the baby fat on his chin disappeared, his immature face began to appear angular, and his body exuded a sharpness that he had never felt before.

Compared to the disciples of the sect, he is now more like a swordsman.

People who are familiar with Xiao Baiyi were shocked by such a significant change in Xiao Baiyi, and they couldn't help but secretly praise in their hearts, worthy of being the Holy Son of Xueling, worthy of being the darling of the heavens, this is just a little older, and he began to transform into a master.

Probably only a few people know what Xiao Baiyi has experienced these days.

His transformation was brutally beaten out by the violent Buddha.

In the sword-forging room, the envoys of various countries, representatives of the two royal families, the princes and ministers of the Federation, the elders and elite disciples of various cultivation sects, as well as Mu Qingke and other high-ranking guild leaders, gathered together, and those who knew or didn't know each other all looked at Xiao Baiyi curiously and with appreciation.

They came today to see Xiao Baiyi.

Ye Changsheng naturally wouldn't mind, he couldn't hide from these people now.

In fact, this sword has been cast a few days ago, and today it is just a process to complete the last step.

However, what he wanted to forge for Xiao Baiyi was two swords, not one.

There were no surprises, no accidents, plain, the two swords were successfully cast, and after cooling, they were held in Xiao Baiyi's hand.

Xiao Baiyi had a sword in one hand, first waved the sword in his left hand, and said in surprise: "The attribute spiritual power in this sword is very weak, if you don't sense it carefully, you think it's a trial-level long sword." ”

Immediately, he understood: "Ye Changsheng, this sword should focus on slashing and exerting power, right?"

Ye Changsheng nodded: "That's true, the texture of this sword is very tough, and I deliberately reduced the existence of the spirit." ”

In the crowd, a little prince of the Gongsun family said coldly: "The killing qi is so heavy, I'm afraid it's not very good?"

Elder Zeng Xiangyang of the Star Moon Sect also frowned slightly, but did not speak.

The disciples of the sect have always paid attention to neutrality and peace, in order to cultivate the Dao heart, so as not to fall into the devil's path because of extremism.

Only after the disciples have a stable Taoist heart and have achieved success in their studies, can they choose the weapon of domineering killing.

Ye Changsheng was inexperienced after all, so he was reckless this time.

Just when everyone was talking, Xiao Baiyi was surprised: "In this sword, there is a pure masculine atmosphere, by the way, it's emery!"

Ye Changsheng smiled and nodded: "It's emery." ”

Zeng Xiangyang's doubts disappeared in his heart, and he nodded at Ye Changsheng with a smile.

Those who accused Ye Changsheng also automatically closed their mouths, and their hearts couldn't help but be stupid.

Emery is a material that is often used in Buddhist weapons, and if it is integrated into weapons, it can not only eliminate anger and murder, but also contain righteousness in the chest.

Therefore, their accusations against Ye Changsheng are not tenable at all.

In fact, many masters have studied the casting process of emery, but out of respect and fear for Buddhism, they usually do not use it.

And Ye Changsheng is a lay disciple of Buddhism, so he doesn't have so many scruples when he uses emery.

Xiao Baiyi put down the emery sword, waved the sword in his right hand again, and said in surprise: "This sword is so smart, it's about to catch up with my Liuchuan sword!"

Ye Changsheng explained: "This sword is forged in imitation of the Liuchuan Sword, and the materials used are collected by President Mu and the seniors of the guild in many ways, although it is not as good as the heavenly and earthly treasures of Xueling, but it is also a rare thing in the world. ”

These words were putting gold on the guild's face, and Mu Qingke and other bigwigs nodded one after another, all of them with a detached look of pampering and not being surprised.

The resident envoy of the Principality of Hualin saluted Mu Qingke and others on behalf of the little prince Xiao Baiyi to thank Mu Qingke and others.

Everyone began to appreciate these two swords, and some people also took advantage of this rare opportunity to talk around, and the sword-casting room was lively for a while.

At this moment, the little prince of the Gongsun family spoke again: "Ye Changsheng, I heard that your strength is also very good, why don't you learn from the boy in white, let us see if the sword you cast is good." ”

Ye Changsheng said with a smile: "What is my strength, Your Excellency will ask Gongsun Kang to know?"

The sword-casting room fell silent for a moment, and Gongsun Xiaowangye's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "Ye Changsheng, you are presumptuous!"

Who present didn't know that Gongsun Kang was a scar of the Gongsun family, and it was an ugly scar, Ye Changsheng dared to expose this scar in public, and he simply didn't take the Gongsun family in his eyes.

Ye Changsheng looked at the little prince and said coldly: "If you don't have that ability, don't learn from others to stir up right and wrong, it's enough for me to beat you ten by myself, this is my strength, do you believe it!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Gongsun Little Wangye's face began to turn red, and he suddenly drew his sword and roared angrily: "Ye Changsheng, I want to duel with you?!"

Ye Changsheng pressed his big hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes showed a fierce murderous intent, and Sen Ran asked, "Do you dare to say it again?"

"I, I ,......"

Although Gongsun Xiao Wang Ye was full of shame and anger, he had not lost his mind, and when he saw Ye Changsheng's cold eyes and the hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, he immediately panicked.

Even if his strength is a little higher than that of Gongsun Kang back then, he is also limited, how can he be Ye Changsheng's opponent?

If there is a fight, maybe his tongue will be cut out.

Thinking of the downfall of Gongsun Kang after returning to China, as well as the various cold eyes he suffered, the little prince was even more scared.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't admit it on the spot.

If this is the case, he will also not be able to gain a foothold in the Gongsun family in the future.