Bang!

The spar sword, which was about to take shape, exploded.

"Young Hall Master!"

"Childe!"

Several people let out exclamations and hurriedly rushed forward.

Ye Changsheng removed the light curtain of the protective body, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine." ”

The light curtain blocked the shattering shards, but the scorching flames burned off several strands of his hair, and two burns appeared on his face.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly: "Did you record the process just now?"

The two swordsmiths nodded hurriedly, excited and regretful: "Young Hall Master, you are only one step away, only one step away from success!"

Of course, Ye Changsheng knew that he was only one step away, in fact, it was he who deliberately shattered the spar sword that was about to take shape.

If he wanted to, he could even melt at high temperatures to re-alter the structure inside the crystal and forge a one-of-a-kind spar sword.

However, not everyone can see the inner structure of the hedron like him, and can succeed in the first attempt.

Therefore, the regular exploration of the swordsmiths is indispensable, and what Changsheng has to do is to lead them to the door and let them comprehend success by themselves.

Only in this way will forging a spar sword become a skill that everyone can control, and then carry it forward.

Sure enough, with Ye Changsheng's demonstration that was closest to success this time, everyone's morale rose again, as if they had seen the successful scene, and began to actively prepare for the next test.

Ye Changsheng wrote down some experiences and points in his notes, and after handing them over to the two swordsmiths, he turned around and left.

Out of the sword-casting room, Ye Changsheng said to Ma Liming: "Chief Manager, send someone to reply to Zixia Palace, we will take their order!"

Ma Liming bowed down to receive the order.

The Young Hall Master is a genius sword forger, he said that if it is okay, it will definitely work, and Ma Liming has no reason to question the judgment of the Young Hall Master.

Ye Xiangbei stepped forward and handed a secret letter to Ye Changsheng: "Childe, the flying pigeon to the east is passing the book." ”

Ye Changsheng opened the small note and looked surprised after reading it.

The "fiancée" was already on her way here, and she could arrive at dusk.

Looking at the sky again, it was almost dusk.

What made Ye Changsheng even more troubled was that on that boat, there were not only his "fiancée", but also others.

Without moving his expression to destroy the small note, Ye Changsheng suddenly said, "Elder Lu, have you made arrangements for a Lingwu-level top-grade long sword recently?"

As early as a few months ago, Ye Changsheng had successfully cast a Lingwu-level top-grade sword, whether it was the Yinchuan Sword of Little Prince Zuo Ciyun or the Xuanming of Little Bell, they were all Lingwu-level high-grade swords.

It's just that the cost of the Lingwu-level high-grade long sword is very high, and it costs 200,000 taels of silver to start.

And Ye Changsheng's fame is far less convincing, so he doesn't receive many orders.

In the past few months, he had forged a total of six Lingwu-grade swords.

As for the Lingwu-level mid-grade long sword, it was no longer necessary for Ye Changsheng to make a move in person.

After Elder Lu and the others tried, they were already able to complete it independently, and although the success rate was less than forty percent, the quality was no problem.

Elder Lu thought for a while, and then confirmed it from Ma Liming, and then said: "Young Hall Master, there is no one in the near future, the earliest, the Lingwu-level high-grade product ordered by the Mingzhu County Lord will not be ready for a month." ”

Ye Changsheng was disappointed, if there was a casting task, he would be able to avoid that fiancée with peace of mind.

Rash arrangement would only disrupt the plan of Wenjian Hall, so Ye Changsheng had no choice but to go to the warehouse for a walk.

The warehouse of Wenjian Hall has also doubled, and through the Ye family's fleet, a lot of new materials have been purchased, and the properties of some materials have not been fully mastered by Ye Changsheng.

In the huge warehouse, Ye Changsheng was alone, sitting in a wheelchair, slowly walking between the shelves.

Under the realm of "synaesthesia", he has been able to "peek" into the interior of some materials, but it is far from being as clearly visible as weapons.

Originally, Changsheng was just passing the time, but as his experience deepened, he felt more and more the magic of the "synaesthesia" realm.

Before you know it, Changsheng has become addicted to it, unaware of the passage of time.

......

The wind in June brings a wave of warmth and stirs the girl's green silk.

Su Yun carried a hat, and the veil hung down in a circle, covering her face tightly.

She stood on the bow deck, admiring the water and mountains on both sides, and her sorrow was greatly reduced, and her mood became relaxed.

"Ye Xiangdong, let me ask you, what's going on with Liu Yiyi?!" A girl's questioning voice came from behind her, and Su Yun turned her head in surprise.

Through Xiao He's inquiry, Su Yun already knew that Ye Xiangdong was the head of the four great ministers of the Ye family, in charge of five fleets, and merchant ships passed through the country.

Therefore, Ye Xiangdong's name of "Ye Shouzun" is not so exaggerated.

But such a character was so scolded by a little Daogu?

Wait, where did this little Daogu come from, is there anyone else on this ship?

Su Yun's face suddenly looked bad, she had always thought that this ship was specially prepared for her, and she knew that there were others, so she would not be on the boat at all.

Ye Xiangdong looked at Zi Ling'er who was glaring angrily, his head was big, and he said hesitantly: "Little bell, that, I don't know, it seems to be some business dealings." ”

"You are talking nonsense," Zi Ling'er puffed up, "It's just business dealings, how can it spread all over the city, and there are noses and eyes!"

Seeing that Ye Xiangdong refused to speak, Zi Ling'er snorted coldly and said, "Okay, anyway, I'm almost home, when I see Brother Changsheng, I'll ask him personally!"

Suddenly seeing Su Yun at the bow of the boat, Zi Ling'er was surprised, and grabbed Ye Xiangdong, who wanted to slip away.

"Is there anyone else on the boat?" Zi Ling'er asked unceremoniously.

Ye Xiangdong stubbornly said: "She, she is a guest invited by Gongzi, not Liu Yiyi!"

Not Liu Yiyi?

Since it's not, why are you deliberately emphasizing?

Zi Ling'er looked Su Yun up and down, and the more she looked, the more suspicious she felt.

Looking at her figure, she is a beauty, and she is also the kind of amorous one, which is very similar to the rumored Liu Yiyi.

She's afraid of being seen, why don't she put a steamer on her head?

Zi Ling'er was about to step forward for interrogation, and in the cabin, a tall monk suddenly came out and strode over.

The head of Tangmen Temple, Master Longhai, crossed his chest with one palm, and said with a smile: "Little Zi Donor, don't come unharmed." ”

Master Longhai?

Zi Ling'er was surprised, stepped forward embarrassedly, hugged yin and yang in both hands, and saluted respectfully.

Master Long Hai smiled happily: "The little donor was accepted as a closed disciple by Taixu Zhenren, and it seems that the Tao has improved a lot. ”

Little Bell smiled shyly: "The master praised it falsely." ”

Master Long Hai's gaze stayed on the long sword on the waist of the little bell, and he said in surprise: "This sword, such a pure spirituality!"

Little Bell was proud in his heart, and said with a smile: "Of course, Brother Changsheng personally tailored it for me, Lingwu-level top-grade, even several Immortal Venerables of the Ancestral Court are full of praise!"

Master Long Hai was amazed and said gently: "Such a peerless sword, and it comes from the hand of Lord Ye, can you let the poor monk taste it?"

Zi Ling'er nodded happily, forgetting to interrogate Su Yun for a while, unleashed the Xuanming Sword, and followed Master Longhai towards the cabin.

Master Long Hai's gaze glanced at Su Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Yun couldn't help but feel shocked in her heart, and her face turned pale.

That Dragon Sea Master, do you know my identity?!

(End of chapter)