"This is what you want to refine your sword, there are a lot of them, I got them for you." The young man in red didn't look back, he directly took out the three things he brought back from his body, and threw them to Feng Zhantian behind him with his backhand.

Feng Zhantian took it, looked at it carefully, and looked hesitant, not knowing how to reply to the words of the young man in red. This young man suddenly came to the Sword Casting Villa more than half a year ago, and the first thing he said was "Let him cast a sword, a sword that can cut off a hundred years of black iron."

Due to the noble status of the young man in red, he naturally did not dare to disobey the young man's order, but he really couldn't forge such a sword for him, so he temporarily agreed on the surface, and secretly sent someone to report to the person on the throne.

But for a month, no matter how many people he secretly sent, and how many times he sent them back and forth, there was still no news.

Later, he learned that all the people he sent out were intercepted and killed by this young man's men, and none of them successfully reached the capital.

In this case, he couldn't delay any longer, so he had to start forging swords for the boy.

A sword that is not forged from the heart, and a sword that is not forged in the heart, will naturally not succeed in the end.

The boy was not angry at all, and ordered him to recast.

He really didn't know this boy at the time, and when he heard the boy say this, he thought that the boy was very good at talking, and he could continue to perfunctory. 5200

But when he started casting swords for the boy again, he never thought that the boy would catch his eldest son that night, lock his eldest son into the sword-casting pool under him, and let him out lightly, "If he fails again this time, he will sacrifice the sword with his eldest son's life." After the sacrifice is over, start recasting the sword. If he fails again, he will sacrifice his second son to the sword. He allowed him to fail as many times as he had sons. ”

After listening to these words, he was so threatened by someone at his age, and the whole person was not good at that time, but he still didn't dare to disobey this young man.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhantian looked sideways at his eldest son, who was still locked in the corner. The temperature here is extremely high, and it is not a place for ordinary people to stay for a long time, what has become of his eldest son now?

Later, he deliberately made an excuse to tell the young man in red that if he wanted to successfully cast a sword, he needed a lot of swords from all over the world to be put into the sword casting pool and calcined for it. The young man ordered him to send out invitations and attract everyone to take the initiative to bring swords in the name of the "Famous Sword Conference".

His original intention with this excuse was originally to make a big deal and attract the attention of the person on the throne, so that the person on the throne would know that this young man had come to Sword Forge City.

But more than a month has passed, and there is no news in the palace, and I don't know if the person on the throne has learned?

So, he found a new excuse, saying that he needed three very rare things to forge this sword, and wanted to transfer the young man to the Sword Casting Villa, so that he would have the opportunity to secretly send someone to report to the person on the throne again, but he didn't expect the young man to come back with the three things he listed so quickly.

At this moment, holding these three things in his hand, Feng Zhantian only felt that he was holding three hot potatoes.

"What, that's not what you're looking for? Am I looking for the wrong one? Or did you deliberately say something wrong? After not hearing a response for a long time, the young man in red spoke again, his voice obviously colder. He also learned more than two years ago that the four iron chains made of century-old dark iron came from this Sword Casting Villa. More than half a year ago, he finally left the palace and came to this sword-casting villa, just for this one thing - to cast a sword, to cast a sharp sword that can cut through a hundred years of dark iron.