followed Wu Silin to the Sword God Hall,. However, Wu Silin said that since this sword refining master came, he insisted that the feng shui location of the Sword God Hall was good and could become a divine sword, so he transformed the Sword God Hall into a place for sword refining.

But it's strange to say, since this master came, Shushan's already very good sword refining skills have actually been upgraded by several levels.

The idea of this master sword refiner is very wild, and the materials used are not very rare, but they can often make very good swords.

"Teach Wu Silin in Xia Shu Mountain, and ask to see Lord Sword Slave." Wu Silin stood outside the Divine Sword Hall and said loudly.

Sword slave? I was stunned, there are still people with such names, and they are not martial arts.

"It's okay, don't bother me! Get lost! ”

An impatient roar came from inside the Excalibur Hall.

This roar came from inside the Divine Sword Hall, and I instantly judged that the other party's cultivation should be at the level of a half-immortal.

Ouyang Zi is an extremely strong half-immortal, so the weapon he created is regarded as a divine weapon by the cultivation world. This sword slave lord is much worse in cultivation than Ouyang Zi, and his temper is also much greater. I felt a little uncomfortable.

Wu Silin was about to say a few more good words, but he didn't expect me to take a step forward, take a step under my feet, and a huge aura storm instantly rushed into the Divine Sword Hall and exploded in the Divine Sword Hall.

"Oops! Who is it! It hurts me to death! The old guy's cry of pain came from inside the Divine Sword Hall.

I smiled disdainfully, and in Wu Silin's surprised expression, I shouted loudly: "There will be less head in the lower Tongtian Society-Luo Yan." Come and ask the seniors to refine the magic sword in the next hand. The voice came into the Divine Sword Hall, and there was silence, and after a few seconds, I saw an old man with white hair, carrying a sledgehammer, rushing out of the Divine Sword Hall.

The old man was short in stature, but his arms were full of muscles, and his forearms were very thick, and he looked burly.

His eyes were small, and after he rushed out of the Excalibur Hall, he saw me at a glance and smashed at me with a sledgehammer.

I estimated that the hammer weighed hundreds of pounds, but it was no different from a wooden stick when wielded in the old man's hand.

The half-immortal cultivator was equipped with a sledgehammer of hundreds of catties, and it hammered down on my face.

"Humph!" I snorted, stretched out my hand, and sent the old man flying.

I had a sense of proportion, and I just flew away, but I didn't hurt him.

The old man got up from the ground and shouted at Wu Silin: "Boy, you actually found a half-step cultivator to trouble Lao Tzu?" Count you ruthless! But don't think that I'm afraid of you like this, no one can force me if I don't like to make weapons! You want to sell the batch of fairy swords I made, I don't want to, old man! I don't want to kill me! ”

When I heard the old man's words, I glanced back at Wu Silin, who smiled awkwardly at me, speechless.

I slandered in my heart: It's really the same thing as his senior brother, his senior brother hurts people, and he sells defective products, which are not good things.

But I have a lot of appreciation for this old man. The temper is hard enough and upright enough, but it is somewhat similar to Tie Gong.

I said in a loud voice: "Senior, in Xia Luoyan, I want to ask my predecessor to refine a magic sword for me." After the old man of the sword slave glanced at me, he turned around with the sledgehammer and left, saying as he walked: "You just beat me, Lao Tzu is not willing to help you refine the magic sword, get out." I was stunned, I didn't expect this old man to be so stubborn.

I was about to make amends, but I saw the old man of the sword slave standing still, turned around and asked, "Are you Luo Yan?" Iron Mountain's apprentice? I was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes." The tutor is Iron Mountain. "It turned out to be the apprentice of the Iron Boy, I owe that kid a favor, and now that the other person is gone, I will return it to you, and come in with your magic sword." By the way, that guy from Wu Silin is not allowed to enter the Divine Sword Hall! After speaking, the old man of the sword slave strode into the Divine Sword Hall.

I glanced at Wu Silin, who was dumbfounded beside me, and my feet moved, and I hurriedly followed.

Stepping into the Divine Sword Hall, I have to say that high-end sword refining masters are different.

The entire Divine Sword Hall was arranged in an orderly manner, and there was no chaos at all.

The authentic products, defective products, materials, and even the primers used for quenching are all placed in accordance with the rules.

I was very surprised, and the old man of the sword slave opposite couldn't help but say proudly: "See, those forging masters on TV can't even manage tools, and they are still fart forging masters." Tools are our dearest brothers, and the weapons we practice, whether good or bad, are our children. Alright, take out your magic sword and let me see. ”

The sword slave asked me for the magic sword, and I quickly opened the void and took out the shackles.

The sword slave was shackled, frowned slightly, and then picked up a big sword beside him and slashed it fiercely, shattering the scabbard on the shackle sword.

"The magic sword is free and crazy by nature, you put a sword sleeve on it, undoubtedly adding restraints to it, the magic sword does not need to be bound!"

The old man of the sword slave said that he had a good word, but it hurt in my heart.

The sword sleeve on the shackle body was commissioned by an old businessman of the Tongtian Society, although the materials are not used much, but the technique is good, and the money spent on building is also a lot, and now it is smashed by the old man of the sword slave with a hammer, and my heart aches to death.

The shackles in the hands of the sword slave appear very quiet and unmistakably ordinary swords.

The old man of the sword slave also looked the shackles up and down several times, and the essence in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

"A good sword, it's really a good sword, although the appearance is different from an ordinary sword, however, this exaggerated shape just makes this sword be able to depict more formations. The demonic energy that can be stored in it is also greatly enhanced, and the stronger the demonic energy of the magic sword, the stronger the power of the magic sword! ”

The old man of the sword slave almost said that the shackles were the perfect magic sword, and all kinds of praises were endless.

"It's even more perfect than the magic sword I built for Xuanyuan Zi back then, with the speed at which this sword spirit is generated, I predict that as long as someone continues to refine this sword, within a hundred years, this sword will completely open up its spiritual wisdom, and it will become a terrifying real magic sword that can even evolve and cultivate by itself!"

The old man of the sword slave said as he threw the shackles back to me.

"However, I will not refine it."

The old man of the sword slave said calmly.

I was dizzy for a while, and I said that I owed Tie Gong a favor before, saying that I wanted to repay the favor. Later, he praised the shackles again, but in the end he still refused to refine the shackles.

I was a little annoyed, and said with a somewhat unkind face: "Senior, which song are you singing, can you tell me a reason?" ”

The old man of the sword slave took out a cigarette gun from his waist, sat cross-legged on the bench, looked at me, lit the tobacco and said: "Because this magic sword was created by Ouyang Zi, and I will not touch the weapon created by him, I hate this person." ”

I sighed slightly in my heart, sure enough, as Wu Silin said, the old man of the sword slave didn't seem to deal with Ouyang Zi, as for the grievances between the two people, I don't know yet.

"Ouyang Zi has already gone west, I'm afraid that no one in the world can refine this sword except you, can't you be accommodating?"

I said with one last hope.

After the sword slave raised his eyes and glanced at me, he thought for a moment and said, "I heard that the Shushan disciple who came to me to get the sword said that you are going to explore the sword mound in a few days, but is there such a thing?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

The old man of the sword slave took a puff of his cigarette pouch and said: "In this way, I owe Tie Shan a lot of affection, it stands to reason that I must help you refine this sword, and even sacrifice your life is fine, but I also have a deep enmity with Ouyang Zi, refining the weapons he created, I will feel uneasy." So, I'll give you a chance, after you enter the Sword Shrine, you will find the Ziqing Twin Swords that are as famous as the Thunder Sword for me, then I will refine this magic sword for you, how about it? ”

That hatred in my heart! The purple and green double swords are the treasure of Shu Mountain, and it is the treasure of the entire Shu Mountain, which is known as the treasure of the fairy sword that can be leveled and divided into the sea.

I was already thrilled when I entered the sword shrine, and it was even more difficult to find the purple and green double swords.

However, I had no choice but to agree to the request of the old man of the sword slave.

I was about to leave, but the old man of the sword slave stopped me.

"Boy, I have to warn you, your magic sword is very now, and the next time you use it, it is likely to get out of control, and it is also enduring demonic nature."

After the old man of the sword slave finished speaking, he shut up.

I walked out of the Divine Sword Hall and saw Wu Silin, who was still waiting outside the Divine Sword Hall, and was about to say hello.

However, at this very moment, a loud bang came!

"Boom"

I hurriedly looked around and saw a huge explosion in the direction of the sword mound ahead, and the smoke even rushed into the sky several meters high.

After a while, a Shushan disciple rushed in with a bloody face and said loudly to Wu Silin: "Master Zhangjiao, a big man wearing silver armor suddenly rushed out of the sword mound, his strength is too amazing, when he sees us, he shouts 'Mankind must die', and many of our disciples are seriously injured." ”

Wu Silin's face was full of sadness, and he looked at me and said, "This is the fourth time, and the master rushed out of the sword mound. With that, he hurried out.

I didn't slow down and hurriedly followed, and secretly said in my heart: The new god of the Heaven Replenishing Clan will come again! 151 Kanshu.com .