After a pillar of incense, the sound of the hammer gradually stopped, and after Ye Bufan threw the short sword into the water to cool down, he looked at Li Tiandao and said, "Teacher, I have finished forging." ”

Li Tian was stunned for a moment, "So fast?"

I couldn't believe it, and when I looked up at the water, I saw that the short sword had already been forged.

Walked to the bucket, picked up the short sword, and clamped it with his fingers again, his wrist was slightly forced, and the short sword was slightly bent, but this time it was not broken again.

Looking at Ye Bufan with a rather strange look, that look seemed to be looking at a monster, let's first say that the forging of a weapon is completed in the time of a pillar of incense, what speed is this?

Even he needed at least a pillar and a half of incense to complete the forging, but Ye Bufan completed it with one pillar of incense, which was too fast.

However, this is not the key, the key is that within the time of a pillar of incense, not only did he find a method of fusing and forging iron for the first time, but also created it.

This time, even he couldn't find the flaws of this short sword, and he was even very satisfied, nodding and saying, "Yes, this short sword is somewhat decent." But remember, don't be complacent, this. ”

Ye Bufan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Yes, teacher." ”

When he was forging just now, while Li Tian was closing his eyes and recuperating, he used the spiritual power of the Nine Dragons Jue to speed up the speed of striking iron, so he completed the forging so quickly, at first he was afraid that the short sword could not satisfy Li Tian, until Li Tian finished speaking, he was relieved.

"Hmm. After listening to Ye Bufan's answer, Li Tian nodded and looked at the short sword carefully.

This sword has a peculiar shape, the sword body is prismatic, the total length is about two feet, the weight is about seven catties, although the two sides of the sword body have not yet opened the peak, but the tip of the sword is sharp and sharp, combined with the blood groove highlighted on the sword body, the tip of the sword is faintly emitting a cold light, which makes people shudder.

Although it looks weird, it has all the characteristics of a sword, lightweight, hard, and flexible.

"This short sword is qualified to take a name, do you want to name it?" asked Li Tian.

"Name?" Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and pondered, this short sword was based on the * model of Huaxia who had the title of "King of Cold Weapons" in his previous life.

On the one hand, the reason why he forged this sword according to * was because it was light and easy to carry, and the wound in the stab could not heal at all, as long as it was stabbed, it was equivalent to killing with one blow, which was very suitable for assassination.

On the other hand, there is this sword, and there is also some of his feelings of missing Huaxia, even if the person is not in Huaxia, as long as he can see anything about Huaxia on this otherworldly continent, even if it is the sword he prevents according to his memory, his thoughts and emotions are here.

"Just call it the heart. ”

Returning to the heart represents his desire to return to Huaxia, he knows that this may be a luxury, but it is better to have a luxury than no luxury.

"When will you really return?" Ye Bufan sighed in his heart.

Li Tian heard the word "return to the heart" and muttered again, "Return to the heart?"

Suddenly, his face was a little excited, and he said loudly: "Good name! Forging is like refining the heart, and the root of refining the heart is to return to the original heart! What a return to the heart! What a return sword!"

After speaking, there was a confused look in his eyes, and he gently massaged the sword body of the Returning Heart Sword, and he didn't know what he was recalling.

Speechless for a while, Li Tian looked at the Returning Sword and was silent, Ye Bufan also looked at the Returning Sword and was silent, whether it was refining the heart or returning to the heart, or the heart of returning, both of them had their own thoughts.

At this time, thousands of miles away from Fengling Village, the Xuanwu Hall of the Imperial Palace of Wukong Kingdom.

A middle-aged man in a purple-gold dragon robe sat on a golden chair with a serious face, and if you walked in, you would find that this man was the man outside the Xuanwu Hall six years ago.

Even if the man was sitting on the big chair, his body exuded an aura of not being angry and arrogant, and not far from the man stood in two rows of twelve people, most of these people were white-haired old men, and only three or four black-haired men were particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

The man's eyes were deep and sharp, and he glanced at everyone sharply, and then spoke, "Six years have passed, and the metaphysical test that has been delayed due to the crape myrtle star must be opened this year." The tone was majestic and irresistible.

"This?"

The twelve people who were kneeling on the ground looked at each other in surprise when they heard the man's words.

"Your Majesty, this must not be done. ”

One of them, who was older than the other old men present, hurriedly stepped out, knelt on the ground, and said to the man on the big chair.

This old man is already in the age of sixties, skinny, wearing a black robe, with an old face and full of white hair, looking extremely vicissitudes.

And listening to his tone, the man sitting on the big chair wearing a purple and gold dragon robe was the emperor of the current Wukong Kingdom, Emperor Wuming.

Emperor Wu Ming originally frowned and looked a little unhappy when he heard that someone was against him, but after seeing this old man get up, his expression was a little kinder, and he said: "Xu Guogong, please get up, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Xu Guogong stood up respectfully and said.

"I wonder why Xu Guogong objected to the opening of the Xuan Body Test?" Wu Minghuang said lightly, but anyone could hear the displeasure in his tone.

How could Xu Guogong not hear Emperor Wu Ming's displeased tone, but the words were already on his lips, and he had to continue, "Your Majesty, that Ziwei Star represents the child of destiny..."

"Enough!"

Emperor Wu Ming's voice suddenly became loud and interrupted what Xu Guogong was about to say.

He said coldly: "It's just a rumor! How could I be afraid? Moreover, the Xuanshu test has been delayed for six years, and I don't know how many Xuanzhi have lost for the empire. If you don't start the Xuan Body test, it won't take a few years for the military department to be replenished due to the lack of Xuan Zhi, resulting in no soldiers available and no soldiers to adjust. I don't need to say much about the consequences at that time, Xu Guogong, you also know. ”

"This..."Xu Guogong couldn't refute it, how many mysteries he had lost for the empire in the past six years because of the shelving of the Xuan body test, although he hadn't calculated, but he knew that at least there were not a few.

After the other eleven people heard Emperor Wu Ming's words, they even discussed it together.

"That's right, in the past six years, although there has been no major war, some older veterans have withdrawn from the army, and the military department has not been supplemented by new people. One of the old men spoke up, and this old man was Li Meilin, the secretary of the dynasty.

Li Meilin's face was thin, dressed in white, and his whole person looked fairy-like, but a few worried looks flashed in his eyes from time to time, revealing an atmosphere of worrying about the country and the people.

After the white-clothed old man finished speaking, an old man in red next to him to his left nodded in agreement, "What Li Shangshu said is extremely true, even if the strength of my Wukong Kingdom is twice as strong, and there is no fresh blood to replenish, the military department will eventually have no soldiers available. The old man in red had a ruddy complexion, his eyes were very small, as if he couldn't see it as long as he squinted, his nose was a little collapsed, and his body was much fatter than the old man present.

After the old man in red finished speaking, he turned his eyes to look at the huge mahogany pillar behind him, next to the pillar there was an old man in black iron armor, this old man was leaning on the wooden pillar with his eyes closed, and the slight snoring sound and saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth told everyone present that he was sleeping soundly at the moment.

Seeing that the old man was still sleeping, the old man in red was angry, walked to the side of the old man in black armor with his heavy body, and pinched the nose of the old man in black armor with his fat right hand, "Hey, old man Mo, why are you still sleeping, don't you say something as the generalissimo of Zhenwu?"

After the old man in black armor was pinched in his nose, he used his mouth to breathe and made a sound of "huh~huh~huh~", and the old man in red suddenly frowned, and angrily raised his foot and kicked at the old man in black.

At the moment when the old man in red's foot was about to kick the old man in black armor.

The eyes of the black-armored old man opened suddenly, as if a sleeping male lion had woken up from a dream, and an extremely cold aura erupted from his body, permeating the entire Xuanwu Palace, "Who wants to kill me?" The voice was as terrifying as the voice of a demon in the abyss.