In the wind and snow, Ling Yi gave his grandfather, father, and the souls of the martial artists who died in Yongzhou in the direction of Jizhou and Yongzhou respectively, and sacrificed sorghum wine.

knelt on the ground for a long time, and Wanxi didn't bother, just quietly accompanied him.

"Now that my sister has returned, she is safe, my father is in heaven, rest assured, we are all fine, and then we will find a way to find our mother, Xiao Ling will not disappoint you and grandpa." ”

"Now I know my mother's background, and I recognize my grandfather. The third uncle is still in Haoran Academy, and he may be taking classes with those juniors. Although the second uncle did not meet, but his first disciple Tianci Daoist found me, he has been paying attention to everything about me, as long as the time is ripe, I will go to the Dao Garden to find the second uncle. ”

"Now except for my mother, who is missing, and the situation of my sister-in-law and Wei Yun's cousin is not good, my cousin was relegated to a remote village, if it wasn't for our help last time, maybe he has been captured by the empire as a prisoner. My aunt is in the cold palace, and I don't know what the situation is, and when I get to know my second uncle, I will find a way to save my aunt from the cold palace!"

"I will definitely investigate and deal with the truth of the family's enmity, and I will also catch the black hand behind it with my own hands, and the grievances of the martial family will be resolved in my hands, no matter what kind of enemy he is, no matter what his identity is, and no matter what strength he is, I swear that I will kill the other party in front of your grave!"

"Wu Jiajun's words, grandpa, I'm sorry, I haven't had a chance to meet the Wu family army, but I heard from the third uncle that the Wu family army has been disbanded and reorganized, and even those loyal generals have become deserters and are being hunted down by the Yongzhou army, and I don't know what the situation is now! I swear, I will go to Yongzhou to rescue those still alive Wu Jia Jun, and the families of those Wu Jia Jun, I will also settle down. ”

"Now that I have joined the army and inherited your legacy, I want to rebuild the martial arts army, although it is only five hundred, but it will slowly become one thousand and five hundred, and then it will become ten thousand, twenty thousand, or even one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, and the glory and glory of the martial army will be inherited and revitalized by me!"

"Don't worry! Xiao Ling will not lose your face, the martial arts family will not allow others to trample on and frame!"

"This is Hao Wanxi, my beloved, she has helped me a lot, I am very grateful to him, and I will be good to her in the future!"

In the end, Ling Yi took Wanxi's hand and looked at each other gently.

The heavy snow never stopped, but a cold wind blew, rolling the incense burned by Ling Yi to the sky, as if the spirits of grandfather and father in the sky heard Ling Yi's words.

After Ling Yi finished speaking, Wanxi picked up the wine glass and said, "Daughter-in-law, toast grandpa!"

The first cup of sorghum wine was poured into the snow, and the second cup was raised: "Daughter-in-law, toast to father!"

The second cup of sorghum wine was poured into the snow, and the third cup was raised: "Daughter-in-law of the martial family, toast to the heroic souls of the martial arts!"

The third cup of sorghum wine was poured into the snow, and the cold wind was even worse, but it did not affect the two people who were kneeling on the ground.

At the end of the memorial, Ling Yi and Wan Xi got up, slowly turned around and returned to the city, Ling Yi, who was originally sad, felt warm in his heart after this memorial, maybe someone was accompanied by him, and the person he was concerned about had news, which made his heart relax.

Ling Yi and the others returned to Tianyu City, it was already afternoon, and the sadness on their bodies was dispersed, and Ling Yi drank with a few friends for a while, and then went back to the room to rest.

In the past two days, Ling Yi still has to adjust his state, the most important thing is that he has not been engaged in forging techniques for a long time, and he is ready to adjust overnight and practice his hands the next day.

So early the next morning, Ling Yi began his forging technique in the blacksmith shed that Wanxi had prepared for him.

It was just a simple knock, but it attracted a lot of members of the Shenwu Society.

Many people have been here for more than a year, but they have never seen their own president, and this is the first time they have seen Ling Yi, and they don't know what is special about this legendary president.

As soon as they heard that the president was forging weapons, they also wanted to see what methods this chairman with extremely high forging talent had.

On the first morning, Ling Yi simply tempered the pig iron, and the "jingle bell" did not stop, and in the end, many impatient members left one after another, and there was not much left.

At noon, Ling Yi's ordinary iron hammer forged pig iron into a piece of steel, which was much faster than the speed at which Ling Yi had been tempered before.

Then the sledgehammer was set, the small hammer was finely beaten, and after a while, the iron in Ling Yi's hand turned into a long sword.

There was another burst of knocking, and finally the long sword in Ling Yi's hand was put into the water, completing the final quenching, and now only the last opening edge was left to polish, and it officially became a top-grade mortal-level weapon.

Now there are more than a dozen people who like to forge, and the others look at the boring forging, but they can see the end with high interest.

They could also see how powerful Ling Yi was, and they looked at the long sword in Ling Yi's hand one by one, surprised and in a daze.

"Will you sharpen the edge?" suddenly Ling Yi asked a man in his thirties.

"Ahh

"Then you come to help me start, I'll go eat something!"

"Oh, okay!" the man nervously walked over to Lingyi and took the sword from Lingyi's hand.

"Poof!" the sword fell out of his hand and into the ground!

"This ...... I ......," the man panicked to explain.

"Don't be afraid, the weapon I forged is too sharp, don't blame you for not being prepared, be careful when you start, don't hurt yourself!"

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!" Listening to Ling Yi's easy explanation, the man instantly promised.

"Alright, I'll leave it to you here!" Ling Yi turned and walked out of the blacksmith shed.

As soon as Ling Yi left, more than a dozen onlookers hurriedly stepped forward and carefully looked at Ling Yi's sword!

"What grade of longsword is this?"

"I can't see it, it looks ordinary!"

"Sixth, why didn't you hold the sword just now?"

A middle-aged man asked that young man, he had also been striking iron for half his life, and he had never seen such a situation!

"I ...... I don't know, anyway, I used all my strength to hold the sword, and the sword body is actually not heavy, but I just can't hold it, it seems that if I don't let go, my arm will be cut off!"

"Sixth, don't brag, the sword is not open, how can you feel like this, I'll try!"

A swarthy man stepped forward to grasp the hilt of his sword, only to see his right hand quickly reach for the hilt.

It's a pity that his fingertips just touched the hilt of the sword, only to see him exclaim in surprise and quickly retract his arm.

"What's going on, what's going on?" the crowd asked.

"This ...... This ......" The swarthy man looked at the long sword in surprise and said in a trembling voice, "My finger seems to be broken!"

"Damn, isn't it!" The middle-aged man pulled the swarthy man's arm and looked at it for a while before saying, "Don't fool around, there's no!"

"But I have a feeling that the moment I touch the hilt of my sword, my finger will be cut off!"

"Are you two teaming up to trick us, I'll try too!" another man tried to hold his sword, but he was still careful and prepared, and then slowly reached out!

"Ah...... Hand broken, hand broken!" The next moment, the skeptical man also withdrew his arm with a cry of pain!

"I don't believe it either, get out of the way!" another skeptical man.

However, after five or six people tried it in a row, no one tried it, and they already believed that Ling Yi's sword really had a hidden edge!

"Sixth, how are you going to help the president polish the edge?" the middle-aged man from before asked.

The sixth shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

However, his next move scared everyone.

I saw that the sixth man stretched out his arm to the hilt of the sword again, gritted his teeth and grasped it.

"Hmm......" endured the pain and snorted, and the sixth child broke out in a cold sweat.

However, after just a few breaths, the sixth child felt that his arm was no longer painful, as if nothing had happened before.

"It's okay!" Relieved, the sixth looked at the others.

The others also didn't know what was going on, waiting to see what the sixth would do next.

With a strong arm, the sixth man successfully pulled out the long sword, then looked at it for a while, took the file and terrazzo handed over by others, and began to polish it!

The others just looked at it, and before they opened the front, they were a sharp divine weapon, and they didn't know how sharp it would be after the opening!

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...... An hour later, the sixth finally polished the long sword.

Everyone came up to watch, but there was no expected light, and there was no sharp cold light!

"Try it, Sixth Brother, try it!" a voice woke everyone up!

Only then did the sixth child react, looked left and right for a while, and found a wooden stake in the corner of the wall, and asked people to do it!

The stake was placed in the center of the blacksmith's shed, and the sixth man held the long sword in both hands, aimed at the stake, and gestured one by one.

Everyone's eyes moved up and down with his gestures, and their expressions were anxious!

After more than ten strokes, the sixth still did not fall.

"Sixth, you're cutting it!" the swarthy man suddenly spoke.

This time, the sixth who was concentrating was startled, and it didn't matter if he was scared of the sixth, but the long sword in the sixth man's hand suddenly fell.

"Ah......h

When he came back to his senses, the sixth child was about to pick up the long sword.

"Damn!" In the midst of everyone's exclamations, a crack suddenly appeared in the stake that had just been hit by the long sword.

The sixth man was too busy to pick up the sword, and curiously touched the crack on the stake with his hand, but when his fingers just touched the crack, the whole stake turned into two neat halves along the crack!

"Damn, Divine Soldier!"

Everyone exclaimed and talked about each other, and even Ling Yi didn't pay attention when he stood behind them!

Ling Yi looked at these members, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Come, let's go!"

"Who, don't squeeze me. If I squeeze it any more, I'm going to run into the sword, and I don't want to be split in half!"

"President ......"

"President!"

The people on the periphery finally realized that the person behind them was Ling Yi, and instantly gave way to a way.

The person who was squeezed by Ling Yi just now also heard the shouts of everyone, and immediately explained: "President, I, I didn't know it was you!"

"It's okay, I'll take a look at my sword first!"

The sixth man hurriedly wiped the sword body with both hands and handed the long sword to Ling Yi!

"Yes, you've polished it well!" Ling Yi said appreciatively.

"Thank you, President!" said the sixth man solemnly.

"Thank me for what? thank you, and I thank you too!" Ling Yi smiled, and then added, "But there are still a few flaws!"

"Are there any flaws in this?" the sixth and everyone looked at Ling Yi incredulously.