Zimo looked around suspiciously, and said to the young man, "It's so hard to find here!

The young man's face was as flat as water, and he said, "You come with me," and without saying a word, he led the way and walked to the depths of this pit.

Zimo followed the young man and kept looking around the cave, the cave here was very clean, almost spotless, and he secretly wondered in his heart, where is this like the forging site, it is simply a paradise, an excellent place for self-cultivation.

Zimo was full of strange thoughts, originally imagined that there should be a mountain of forged weapons and items here, or that the forging scene was in full swing, but what he saw in reality was a completely different look.

Not to mention seeing a forged weapon, even if you want to see a forged rice spoon or something, there is not half of it.

The ancient cave is wonderful, the huge stalactites hang from the top of the cave, and the gray-black cave wall is actually shiny with reflection, as if it has just been wiped with a cloth. It's a great place to retreat.

After walking for about a kilometer, there were three or five more sinking holes, and the young man said in a slightly heavy and low tone: "Don't walk around, follow me"

Zimo didn't say a word, he didn't say anything, just stood slightly for a moment, and watched the young man walk into the second hole on the right, so he followed closely.

This time the descent is very steep, and this small hole can only allow one person to pass through, Zimo almost has the upper edge of the cave wall above his head, the waist arch obliquely half arc, his hands are holding the stone wall indiscriminately, and his feet and toes are tightly stepping on the protruding stone bumps, and he walks slowly down step by step.

"Why don't you carve a stone staircase here," Zimo asked.

"I don't come very often, wouldn't it be a waste of manpower to carve stone steps"

"Don't come here often?"

The steeper and steeper it is almost about to descend vertically, Zimo didn't dare to speak, lest he slip and even take the young man to the bottom of the hole, who knows how deep it is?

At about ten minutes, Zimo suddenly heard the young man say: "It's here, be careful to meet"

Zimo felt that his feet were suddenly empty, and there was nowhere to focus, so Zimo pressed his hands against the stone wall to prevent himself from falling.

The young man laughed lightly: "Jump, bow your head and jump"

Zimo's eyes closed, his head tilted slightly, and his hands loosened......

After landing on the ground, Zimo was embarrassed, this, his feet were less than ten centimeters from the ground just now.

This distance of less than ten centimeters feels infinitely deep, and the appearance just now must be very ridiculous.

Before Zimo could embarrass himself, he was shocked by the wonderful scene in front of him.

The terrace where he and the young man are actually located, and he is now on the terrace, which is three or four square in size, and an artificial wooden step on the left extends downward.

There is actually a large natural crack here, as if there is a giant standing in the sea, slashing at the cliff face with a giant axe, cutting a huge crack that is narrow inside and wide outside.

Below and below Zimo's eyes was a crack in the earth's crust, and the blood-red hot liquid or paste molten rock material from the geothermal volcano erupted from the thinnest cracks, gushing out into a huge deep water cave.

Countless seawater was evaporated into the air, emitted onto the cliff wall, and then condensed into rain by the wet sea mist, falling down tricklingly.

And the waves came one after another, endlessly pouring into the bottom of the huge crack, making a loud noise.

Zimo couldn't help but sigh at the ingenuity of nature when he saw this place on the terrace, and it was also very strange, how could Master Seiko find here, if it weren't for this small stone cave, people wouldn't be able to find this crack anyway.

Zimo saw the blood-red, hot liquid or pasty molten rock material gushing out of the cracks, and a very thin, white-haired, half-foot-long goatee was also frosted, and the silver filaments were floating in the heat and humidity, and he was stunned in front of a puddle of red iron liquid in the smooth pit surface of a huge magma stone.

Zimo and the young man circled down the artificial wooden steps and came to the old man's side.

Zimo Shili said: "In his later life, Zimo has seen Master Seiko"

Master Seiko just nodded as if he had seen Zimo.

Zimo asked, "I don't know what the master is looking for me."

Master Seiko looked at the red liquid iron and said, "Where did you get this sword?"

Zimo replied truthfully: "It's a reward for a mission, I remember that it seems to be made of some iron spirit."

Master Seiko held his goatee with his right hand: "It's made by Iron Spirit, it's still a very good Iron Spirit Build"

"Haven't you ever let someone else build this sword?" asked Master Seiko as he continued.

"Yes, it was me in Longquan Town, and a big brother of a sex dragon helped me build it once, and he also broke an arm for it," Zimo replied truthfully.

"Oh?"

"But I see that there seems to be something else in this iron spirit," said Master Seiko with certainty

"Brother Long also asked, I think it may be that my friend's blood contains some special substances, and the blood of Doomsday Joy may contain some substances of fire coral and ten thousand years of ice heart?"

While a few people were talking, a stream of golden light flowed out of the hot and tumbling iron pulp, and after a red blood light meteor pattern intertwined and rotated with each other, it disappeared and disappeared into the iron pulp.

The young man was stunned when he saw this, staring at the pile of liquid iron, and felt like he was looking for it with his hands.

Zimo had seen it once before, and it was not unusual, but suddenly there was an extra red blood light meteor pattern.

Master Seiko said, "You're thinking about it, I see the ingredients of ambergris"

Zimo still doesn't know that the meridians of his body have already been nourished and regrown by ambergris, and his blood and skin also contain different ambergris micro-elements.

Zimo tried hard to recall, thinking of this sword, it was still stained with his own blood, and he had drunk a lot of dragon spring water, could it be that the dragon spring really contained ambergris, thinking of this, Zimo told Master Seiko his thoughts.

After hearing this, the old man Seiko master said leisurely: "Maybe it's really a strange fate"

Zimo is also as big and cute as the red moon now, and he doesn't understand anything, just waiting for the old man to give an explanation.

The old man Master Seiko said: "Many years ago, suddenly someone asked me to build a weapon, and the person who came was a high-ranking and powerful person, who was already a general of the army of Gaoyang Guodong Road at that time, named Qianfengcheng. But this dignified general actually held a piece of iron spirit for me to build. ”

Zimo listened quietly, and Master Seiko explained a small incident many years ago.

The old man, Master Seiko, continued unhurriedly: "Tie Ling, even if it is the best Tie Ling, it is not sharp to build weapons. Besides, the Iron Spirit Weapon has to grow with the master, and Qianfeng City, as a general, no longer needs to use the Iron Spirit Sword at all, because he has lost the opportunity to grow with the Iron Spirit Sword."

"Iron Spirit, forging weapons is not sharp, but very blunt, but Iron Spirit can grow, and it needs to be continuously and repeatedly built in the future experience to grow."

Zimo interjected: "Yes, since that Thousand Sealed City has no chance to grow with the Iron Spirit Sword, then what else is he going to do to build an Iron Spirit Sword?"

The old man Seiko Master smiled slightly: "This is an excellent iron spirit, his growth coefficient is very high, maybe he really has a chance to grow into the first iron spirit that can produce sword spirits."

"That's why that person came to you?" Zimo answered, as if he suddenly understood something.

"It is extremely difficult for one of the ten thousand iron spirits to become a famous treasure weapon, but on the other hand, once the iron spirit sword that can become a famous * weapon grows, maybe there will be a sword spirit by chance" The old man Seiko Master shook his head again, and said unconfidently.

"Sword Spirit?" Zimo followed, and then asked, "What is the Sword Spirit?"

The old man's Seiko master looked at the red molten iron with blazing eyes and said: "The iron spirit weapon is to grow with the master, to absorb everything from the master, courage, courage, blood, thoughts, sorrow, tears, etc., of course, the important thing is to continue to absorb the enemy's blood and the horror of the moment of death."

"After years of training, when the cultivation of the sword-wielding master reaches a peak period, the iron spirit weapon has also been absorbed by the master's aura for a long time, and the enemy's blood and qi will slowly condense into a spirit and become a sword spirit, and the sword spirit will transform into the appearance of the favorite person in the master's mind and often accompany the master."

Zimo was so happy that he almost jumped: "It's too easy to pull, is it what the master likes, and this sword spirit also likes something"

The old man Seiko Master turned his head to look at the red magma at this time, and the moment it poured into the seawater, countless amounts of water were evaporated into the air.

The old man nodded, his heart was heavy, and he said in a deep voice:

"But, but, do you know? Some people are too heavy to kill, and their murderous intent is too strong, in case such a person experiences a sword of iron spirit, he may really have a chance to become a peerless sword in the future, but in case the sword spirit that comes out becomes a demon, and the life span of a person will always be at the end of time, when the original owner dies, no one will be able to control this sword, but anyone who has a magic sword will be controlled by the magic sword spirit. ”

"In the future, every holder of the Demon Sword will kill his closest people, kill everyone around him, and enter the Demon Dao, while the Demon Sword Spirit will continue to absorb the more powerful energy of the killing evil qi until it ......."

Speaking of this, Master Seiko didn't continue, and fell into deep thought.

Zimo thought for a moment and said: "It doesn't matter what the sword spirit is now, the important thing is that as a dignified general, there is no need to use the iron spirit to forge weapons at all, and letting you build that iron spirit sword means letting you bear the consequences."

Master Seiko didn't nod or shake his head, but said weakly: "If I were a thousand sealed cities, I would find someone to build that iron spirit sword"

Zimo said in a loud voice: "I understand, although it is uncontrollable, but since this iron spirit stone has been discovered, since the coefficient of growth of this iron spirit stone is very large, and the coefficient of sword spirit is very large, maybe there is a fixed number in the underworld, so it is not possible to build that iron spirit sword, but to do it."

The old man Seiko Master stared at Zimo seriously and said: "Yes, it must be the first sword with a sword spirit from our wise human beings, as for whether it is a demon or ...... , it's not something that can be controlled by the people who discovered the Iron Spirit and the people who built the Iron Spirit Sword."

Zimo looked at the master, and when he was looking at his own pool of red molten iron, he suddenly said, "No, is it!

The old man, Master Seiko, looked at Zimo with blazing eyes and nodded: "It's so coincidental."

The young man was completely confused at this time, and asked puzzledly: "Master, did you build that iron spirit sword at that time?"

Zimo took the words, looked at his pool of red molten iron and replied to the young man's words: "It's built, and then handed over to the general called Qianfeng City."

"And the general called Qianfeng City found nearly a thousand teenagers, but in the end, he still didn't worry about anyone, so he took the iron spirit sword as a reward for the initial task, and randomly rewarded the person who could complete the task, even if the sword became a demon in the future, Qianfeng City's own heart could be better" Master Seiko's eyes flashed, and he also felt that the opportunity was too much for this matter, as if Min Minzhong had already arranged it a long time ago, but this arrangement was actually more than ten years.

"And now, this problem is placed in front of you by chance" Zimo silently looked at the white-bearded Seiko master.

At this time, the young man suddenly understood, and understood that the sword that Zimo had made the Iron Spirit Sword and the Flying Stone from the Sky was the same as the one it was back then.

The problem, after many years, I found a new seclusion to this very, very difficult to find Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and the Seiko master under the cliff cave.