Chapter 122: Forging the Sword

The moon in the northwest is particularly large and bright.

This is something that Li Changfeng discovered here three years ago.

It's just that standing in the dark jungle at this moment, I raised my head and found that the moon could be so beautiful, like a white jade mirror hanging above my head, outlining the shadow of my black robe.

But there was something even brighter here, the flames burning in the nine-legged gold-patterned black tripod on Wuji's shoulders.

The flame seemed to never be exhausted, and it flew upwards as if it were someone throwing firewood from below.

Wu Ji was sitting in the dilapidated temple before, and standing in the jungle at this time, especially with a big stove on his shoulder, Li Changfeng found that this person was burly and majestic, his bare muscles were knotted, and the black-haired shawl had a different kind of wild beauty.

He put Hei Ding down, and his nine feet sank deep into the dirt, Li Changfeng was blocked by his body just now, and only then did he realize that there was a hole behind him.

Wuji's voice was slightly hoarse: "Where did the things in your arms come from?"

Li Changfeng: "What is this?"

Wuji did not answer his question, but said calmly: "There is a great principle in my life, if I want to cast a sword, I can show my true face, and I will not cast a sword for those who hide their heads and tails." ”

Li Changfeng paused, stretched out his hand and took off the black hat, revealing a young face.

Wu Ji saw him wrapped in a black robe in the broken temple before, his voice was hoarse, and more importantly, when facing the true sword of the little prince of the Jackdaw Country, he looked at ease, and he had already preconceived in his heart, thinking that this was a profound cultivator, but he didn't expect to be so young, so he was slightly surprised.

Li Changfeng smiled: "Seniors, please advise." ”

Wuji nodded and said, "Young and promising, the future is terrifying." ”

Li Changfeng: "The predecessors praised it falsely. ”

Wuji Pingjin said: "This is a heartfelt word, I have never told a lie in my life, the jade bead in your arms, if I guessed correctly, should be glazed meteorite." ”

Li Changfeng was slightly stunned, this is the first time he has heard of this word, and he has never even recorded the "Floating Clouds" that embraces all rivers.

Wu Ji said: "In the ancient book "Twilight Strange Stories" written by Jiang Qingbai, the first sword saint in the twilight, there is a record, in the winter of the fifty-third year of the Apocalypse calendar, the Ziwei Star Palace shines in Kyushu, unusually bright, one day the strange stone falls, dressed in colorful inner turn glass, and indestructible, Jiang Qingbai named it glazed meteorite, it is rumored that this meteorite is a psychic thing, self-generated spiritual wisdom, and then disappeared, I have only seen once in my life, that is, when my master Bai Dao forged a sword for the emperor Li Guhong of the Taigu Shrine, it was this piece of glazed meteorite gold. ”

Li Changfeng was stunned for a moment: "Isn't the matching sword used by Li Guhong to kill Tianyi Luo have disappeared? Now he is locked in the cave on the top of Sheshen Mountain, I have seen it with my own eyes." ”

Wuji shook his head and said: "In this world, except for the Tiantian Deer Lock, it is impossible for a second piece of glazed meteorite to appear, and the Zhutian Yiluo you see is just another form of this meteorite, it has left Sheshen Mountain and came to Yunyao in the northwest, and is now in your arms." ”

Li Changfeng's eyes widened, and he said calmly: "Therefore, it is the sword that chooses the master, not you who forge the sword." ”

Father's sword was locked in Sheshen Mountain, and now he is out of control and has come to Northwest Yunyao and chose himself?

This meteorite is born with wisdom, but he chooses his own master, so he is only the one he chooses.

Li Changfeng suddenly thought that on the sixth floor of the academy, he walked into the sword pool, and the personal matching swords of those ancestors were all broken when the purple microstar above his head was bright, and they became broken copper and iron, could it be because Zhu Tian Yiluo chose himself?

Uncle Zhong left the dean and said that the emperor star is shining in the world, and the Rui people have come out, is he the Rui people?

But he can clearly distinguish the black dragon barrier in his body, and he is born with a cold body, if this can become the rumored Ruiren.

What could be more outrageous?

Is there anything more useless than that?

Li Changfeng muttered: "What you said is too absurd, I can't accept it. ”

Holding his arms without a plan, he looked at Li Changfeng in front of him with interest in his eyes and said: "The life of a person is a fixed number, if you are destined to encounter the glazed meteorite, you can't escape." ”

A young man with advanced cultivation is the chosen person of Zhutian Yiluo, just as the Great Sage met the Dinghai Needle, and Guan Gong got the Glaive Knife, which is a match made in heaven, like a tiger with wings, this should be what many people dream of.

It's just that he doesn't know that the young man standing in front of him is able to get to where he is today step by step because he is constantly fighting against fate.

So the two words he hated the most in his life were fate.

Li Changfeng raised his head and frowned: "Really, I don't believe in this evil!"

Wuji was thinking about the meaning of Li Changfeng's words, but he coldly saw that there was an extra ball in Li Changfeng's hand, which was brilliant and beautiful, but this ball was only in Li Changfeng's hand for a moment, and it flew into the burning nine-legged black ding.

Wuji grabbed it with one hand but pounced into the air, and the flames rolled up the glazed meteorite, and the flames sprayed thin.

Wuji was stunned for a moment, and suddenly roared angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you doing!"

Li Changfeng said calmly: "Melt him." ”

Wuji's face flushed with excitement, but the ball was engulfed by a raging fiery snake.

The runes in the nine-legged black tripod are the spirit gathering rune array, and the flame is made of the essence of heaven and earth, so what supports this flame is the true element of heaven and earth, and even he himself does not dare to approach empty-handed.

Although Li Changfeng was resolute, he didn't walk away, his eyes kept staring at the flames.

The nine-legged black tripod fire became more and more vigorous, and at this moment, Wuji's face suddenly showed joy, and his indifferent face rarely showed a happy face, and laughed: "Melt it!"

Li Changfeng followed his fingers and saw that the glazed meteorite in the flames was constantly changing shape, like a bound spirit body, breaking out of the shackles of the outside world.

Wuji's face was happy, he was never happy, the true yuan in his hand was like a silk thread wrapped around the glazed meteorite in the flames, and the true yuan in his body was unfathomable, and the flames in the nine-legged black tripod were soaring like dragons and whales.

"What sword are you going to forge?"

Li Changfeng looked up blankly and saw Wuji's excited face and call.

"I said, what kind of sword do you want to forge?"

Li Changfeng paused and muttered, "Actually, I would prefer a knife." ”

Wuji laughed: "The Chosen One, the glazed meteorite has always been the sword of Zhutian Yiluo, but I didn't expect this first knife shape to be cast by me, it's incredible, I have been in this forest for three days, and I can become a knife in three days!"

Li Changfeng looked at his excited appearance and thought that this person was really stupid, so he put on a black hat and sat aside in deep thought.

The emperor star shines brightly, the Rui people come, and the heavenly sword chooses the master.

This near-perfect setting may be the supreme glory for others, representing the approval of heaven and earth.

However, for Li Changfeng, it has never been a good thing, is fate really so strong and unbreakable? Is it really so strong and inviolable?

Compared with heaven and earth gods such as Zhutian Yiluo, Li Changfeng instead hopes to conquer this world with his own strength.

Foreign objects have always been shackled by heaven and earth, and Li Changfeng cannot break through this cage

Heaven and earth are a cage.

Around dawn, the sound of a heavy hammer smashing began to be heard in the forest.

When Li Changfeng opened his eyes, he saw the tiger's back but sweating profusely, holding a heavy hammer and smashing the glazed meteorite.

As the night passed, his countenance turned pale, but his expression was very excited, and even the hammer struck harder and harder.

Li Changfeng wants to stay here, although he doesn't care much about the glazed meteorite under the hammer, but what he wants to forge the sword is indeed what he proposed, if he is taken advantage of by the gangsters, the sins on his body will be heavy.

"Senior, it's better to take a rest first. ”

Without a plan, he hammered one after another, and said loudly: "The most taboo thing for such a divine soldier is to break the fire, and it must be done in one go, otherwise it will break the power of heaven and will be punished by heaven." ”

Li Changfeng shook his head and closed his eyes again.

The sun rises and sets, the sky is dark and the sky is bright, two days have passed, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron in the forest, the knife under the hammer has begun to take shape.

According to his own account, he had struck thirty-six thousand seven hundred and eighty hammers, and his face was almost as pale as paper, but the hammer in his hand was still waving in the air, and it fell down again.

The sky rumbled, the clouds were thick, and suddenly it began to rain, and at the beginning of the rain it was so strong that even the daylight in the sky became dim.

In addition to the hammer strike, there is also a unique sound unique to the jungle and the rumbling of the sky.

Li Changfeng raised his eyes and saw that he was struggling to swing the hammer in the rain, the rain dripped down his hair to his chest, and then from his chest to his hands, and then flowed into the reddish glazed meteorite all over his body, emitting bursts of green smoke and snorting.

The fire in the nine-legged golden-patterned black tripod is worthy of the fire of the true yuan, but the rain is pouring into it, but it is burning more and more fiercely.

It's just that the energy is obviously exhausted, and the true yuan is withered, and he is only beating the hammer with his last thoughts and persistence.

Li Changfeng got up and walked behind him, the true yuan in his palm floated, and it was instilled from Wuji's back.

The thunderstorm is pouring down, and another day is over.

Li Changfeng almost saw that the shape of the knife under the hammer was constantly changing, and finally turned into the shape of an iron ruler with a knife handle.

At this moment, when all kinds of sounds sounded noisy but calm, a sword suddenly appeared from the rain deep in the dense forest.

The sword is lightning fast.

The tip of the sword stabbed at the back of Li Changfeng and Wuji, and he didn't even give a hint of reaction.

It can be seen that this sword is a careful sword that the other party has been hiding for a long time.

Instilling all the true elements into it, it is the most domineering and unique sword.

Li Changfeng couldn't avoid it, so he picked up the knife shape under the Wuji hammer with one hand and slashed it behind him.

It's not so much a slash as a smash, because the knife in Li Changfeng's hand is only beginning to take shape, and it can't be regarded as a knife at all, but only an iron ruler.

Drink!

With a loud shout, the knife in Li Changfeng's hand and the sword in the opponent's hand smashed together.

After the momentary silence, there was the eruption of the true element, and under the touch of the two, only a crisp sonorous sound was heard, and a thunderbolt suddenly shot down from the sky.