"Almost, you'll be able to start working on the Demon Sword that needs to be transformed later. Mei Gu said with a stern face.

"Then Master Meigu, how long will this transformation take?" Wang Bei asked, he thought it shouldn't take too long, but in order to avoid any mistakes or omissions, it was better to ask.

"This is pretty fast, it's about three days long, and we'll send you an email after the transformation is successful. ”

"Well, thank you, Master May. ”

Wang Bei was overjoyed in his heart, and turned around to leave the Sword Casting Hall.

But suddenly, Mei Gu stopped him, and seemed to be a little embarrassed and said, "That, Wang Shaoxia, you can't take this cold knife." ”

"Huh?"

Wang Bei was slightly stunned, and said with a face full of surprise: "But this knife is only something I can pick up, and if I don't throw it at you, it's not a waste." ”

"Well, I'm sorry, but even so, this sword is the most important treasure in my Sword Forge Hall, and it is easy not to give it to others. Mei Gu suddenly felt embarrassed and said, indeed, people have done him such a great favor, but there is no return, and he has to detain the basically useless cold knife, and he feels embarrassed to say it.

However, in fact, Mei Gu still had a sentence in his heart that he didn't say, as long as Wang Bei was willing to become a swordsmith, he could use this sword as much as he wanted.

But this is the most heartfelt talk, regardless of whether Wang Bei will agree or not.

Even what an old man in a room said wouldn't allow him to do that.

It was a hospital room full of people.

A large number of swordsmiths were all admonishing and comforting someone.

But the old man on a certain hospital bed sat with his back to everyone, his hands hugged his chest as if he was sulking, and said angrily: "I don't agree, that kid dares to enter the sword casting hall, I will resign immediately, with him without me, with me without him!"

According to everyone's assumptions, Wang Bei, who can take charge of the Northland Cold Sword, can be said to be the best candidate to become a swordsmith.

Once Wang Bei joins the Sword Casting Hall, it means that everyone can use his vision to study the secrets of the divine weapons hidden in the Northern Cold Sword.

What an uplifting and joyful thing this is.

But the little old man who was beaten in front of Wang Bei didn't care so much, the sword casting was a small matter, the face was a big matter, and his cheeks were still hot, if he let that kid in, maybe something would happen.

"Okay..."Wang Bei finally touched the surface of the frost knife with some regret, and handed it to Mei Gu, still muttering: "You have to treat it well." ”

Mei Gu also took the cold knife casually.

But suddenly, Mei Gu thought about when he would be able to pick up the cold knife, but before the thought came up, the cold knife suddenly slid out of his palm, and half of the blade was inserted into the ground.

Hmmm-

The cold air gushed out.

Poor Meigu is so old, and she has been invaded by this coldest cold three times in a row, and she doesn't know if she will freeze her body.

Regardless of the rest, at this time, Meigu was completely frozen into ice.

The whole body seemed to freeze and motionless, and there was a thick layer of ice on the arms, legs, and feet.

Only one eye was left to roll slightly.

As for Wang Bei, after handing over the cold knife, he turned around and left, not noticing what was happening behind him at all, but he tightened his clothes inexplicably, and muttered: "The cold wind in this season is a lot stronger." ”

It wasn't until much later that anyone found out about the situation in Umegu.

"Oh no, Master Meigu has formed ice cubes!"

And there is no place on Meigu's body that is not frozen purple, and Meigu, who is finally out of danger.

I don't know how long it took to recuperate before returning to normal.

By that time, two months had passed in the Imperial Court.

......

After returning to the practice room all the way.

Wang Bei began to practice again.

"Huh?"

His mind sank into the dantian, but Wang Bei found something abnormal.

The internal force that was lying quietly and motionless as if he was sleeping was circulating wildly like crazy at the moment, and there seemed to be a nameless force in his dantian.

These two forces are mutually exclusive, as if fire and water are incompatible.

No one will let anyone.

"Where did this power come from, forget it, don't bother to care, just break it. ”

In the infinite space of the void and depth.

Several extremely cold huge icicles occupy the polar world like standing on top of the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding area is even more frenzied with an almost terrifying extremely cold wind, and any place that touches it will be instantly condensed into pieces, without the slightest emotion at all.

And outside of this world.

Like a cloud of mist, the void qi shrouded in a small space, and the void and reality in it are mixed, but if you look closely, you can find that the enveloping void qi is controlled by the entity of the core.

Compared to the icicle wind on the other side, which is like the Arctic world.

This void qi is as weak as an ant, and it can't attract any attention at all.

However, such a powerful extreme cold wind could not help this little void qi.

As a result, just like encroachment, the swirling void qi can always swallow up the small details of the extremely cold wind, and constantly transform them into nutrients for the growth of the body. If the accumulation time is long enough, maybe one day, that weak void qi can achieve a magnificent turn and devour this behemoth's ice polar world.

But alas, at this rate.

I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for this day until the Year of the Monkey.

In the ethereal and deep world, a great storm suddenly swept away, even covering the entire space.

The ice pole world that occupied one side seemed to feel something, the icicles died much faster in an instant, and the amount of extreme cold wind around them instantly increased, as if they wanted to resist some future threat.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared between the heavens and the earth.

He conjured up a huge palm that covered the sky and shrouded the sky above the Ice Pole World, and any extreme cold wind that touched it was instantly annihilated into the darkest chaos.

Several huge icicles shook violently like a tremor.

However, no matter how much the extremely cold wind is, it can't resist the downward pressure of the palm that covers the sky for half a minute.

Giant icicles seem to be aware of this, too.

Finally, the extreme cold wind no longer dissipated.

On the contrary, the extremely cold wind that swirls around it is quickly absorbed, and the huge icicles are even stranger and blended together, and the shape is changing for no reason.

Soon, a giant light knife with a faint blue cold light appeared.

Take the initiative!

As if sensing the threat of death, the giant light knife that was conjured up broke through the sky in an instant, slashing at the huge palm that covered the sky.

And the speed at which the huge palm that covered the sky seemed to slow down, faintly making people feel that they were afraid of the light knife.

Looking at this situation, it seems that there is a glimmer of hope.

The speed of the light knife is extremely fast, and it is about to be chopped.

Wang Bei, who sneaked into the dantian, accidentally sneezed, and suddenly his mind was a little scattered, and he thought vaguely: "The weather is really getting colder, take the time to wear more coats." ”

Then, with all his heart, he dived into the dantian again.

The seemingly solemn and majestic palm that covered the sky suddenly made an extremely playful movement, and the palm scratched a little as if it was scratching, and then it was frantically suppressed at dozens of times the original speed.

Pity that big cold light knife.

Before he could completely cut it out once, he was suddenly shattered by the palm that covered the sky.

Fortunately, due to the chopping problem.

The small half of the knife handle happened to be outside the range of the palm of the hand, and it was spared, and most of the half was shocked into powder in an instant, and then, it turned into a stream of spiritual energy and dissipated in this large dantian.

The small half-cut handle fell, and it turned into several small Xiaoice pillars.

The bleak created that little ice and snow.

Wang Bei seemed to feel that most of the "culprits" had dissipated, and the remaining few didn't bother to care, and let them fend for themselves, so he concentrated on the Tu Na Gong and began to cultivate.

However, what I want to cry the most is the little void and reality in Wang Bei's dantian.

Originally, there was an ice world, although the space it was in was occupied by a large chunk.

However, the Qi of Void and Reality can grow rapidly by devouring the Extreme Cold Qi.

That's a good thing.

But the eventful Wang Bei thought that he had done good deeds to shatter the Ice Pole World, but he completely extinguished the momentum of the rapid growth of the Qi of Void and Reality, and had to return to the growth speed of the snail crawling with Wang Bei's cultivation.

You say redundant is not superfluous.

The only thing worth being happy about is the only little bit of cold air left, at least it's better than nothing, and when this cold air is swallowed up, the power of the void and reality qi can be increased dozens of times, to say the least.

However, in the corner where neither Wang Bei nor the Qi of Void and Reality noticed.

The aura that dissipated in the depths of the dantian was being quickly absorbed by a force that was about to take shape, and then it grew up at a speed that no one had noticed.

......

Putting the demon spirit blade in order and handing it over to a certain swordsmith in the sword casting hall, Wang Bei originally wanted to go to Master Meigu, after all, the relationship between the two is relatively good, and they are also familiar, and it is always better to ask acquaintances to do things than strangers.

But unexpectedly, I heard that Master Meigu seemed to be sick and couldn't come out to meet the guests, so he retreated to the next best thing, and Wang Bei handed over the Demon Spirit Blade to someone he knew relatively well.

Originally, he was worried that something would happen to the demon blade if it left him in the hands of a stranger.

The truth is that he underestimated this group of guys who deal with weapons all day long.

Every day, there are eight thousand people, just a demon blade, how can they care, and they can easily bring it back.

The rest of the time is to wait for the official transformation of the Demon Spirit Blade to be completed, and then start cultivating the Black Sword Technique.

At this time, it was ten days away from the previous appointment.

There are less than seven days left.

Time is approaching little by little, but at this moment, Wang Bei still has no chance of winning steadily, and can only hope that in the remaining few days, he can make any breakthroughs in a certain aspect of cultivation.