Cai Wenzhao was in this continuous cycle, the sword intent formed by the combination of sword marks was formed in his mind, and at the same time, with the splicing of scattered pictures on these Shinto, long scrolls flashed in his mind. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That's a story about forging swords, and it's about the history of the birth of a famous sword.

On this Shinto, what is engraved is the story of Ou Yezi and the forging masters who cast the proud sword weapons back then, and there are sporadic sword intent of those royal swords in it, because these sword marks are carved by the swordsmiths with their own hands before those sword weapons were born.

The first edge of Excalibur!

It's remembering, it's celebrating, and it's a proud show-off!

It's just because of the age, the accumulation of grass and trees, and the erosion of wind and rain, that it has become mottled and inconspicuous, if it weren't for the sharpness of the Heavenly Son Wangqi Technique, it would be impossible for even a master of the Chakra Realm to perceive, let alone a small mortal realm monk.

In Cai Wenzhao's mind, the shape of a sword weapon with a handle is constantly outlined in his mind, one handle, two handles......

Every time he carved the next sword, the qi in his body formed a corresponding sword intent, which was small but enough to set the prairie on fire.

All of this is formed imperceptibly.

On the top of the Qingqiu Sword Shrine, because the green trees are luxuriant, the view is completely obscured, so it is difficult to see the picture above the Shinto at the foot of the mountain.

However, on the top of the green hill, you can clearly see the bottom of the mountain, and see the strange three figures on the Shinto at the foot of the mountain.

Those scholars in front of the sword monument, many people noticed the existence of these three people, and found that they did not climb the mountain, but cleaned the mountain path at the bottom of the mountain, and couldn't help but be extremely shocked.

Especially when they found out that there was Cai Wenzhao among them, wasn't he gambling with Xiahou Ba for life and death?

The crowd became more and more incomprehensible, and then different emotions arose.

Especially in the prince's family, many scholars feel that he is pretending to be indifferent, which is really shameful to the extreme. Some people also feel that what he is doing now is extremely inconsistent with the identity of the host of the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet, obviously he has extraordinary talent, but he has no self-love at all.

Look at Deng Ai, Xiahou Ba has the advantage of the two, but he is not slack at all.

Is this self-defeating?

Of course, there are also people like Jiang Wei, who looked at Cai Wenzhao's unfathomable figure and had different ideas from most people.

He didn't think that a person as determined as Cai Wenzhao and who was calm and resolute in the face of danger would be made insane by these pressures, but for a while, he couldn't figure out what he was doing.

As for Xiahouba and Deng Ai, they naturally also paid attention to Cai Wenzhao's abnormal behavior, but in their opinion, this may be Cai Wenzhao's posturing.

After all, in terms of cultivation, he is completely at a disadvantage, so the most likely thing is that he and Jiang Wei made a plan, Jiang Wei mainly attacked the monument, and Cai Wenzhao played the role of disturbing his own state of mind.

After all, the mentality of viewing the monument is extremely important, if you are restless, once you are confused by Cai Wenzhao's abnormal behavior, it is really possible to give Jiang Wei a chance to take advantage of it.

"That kid is just pretending, don't pay attention to him, our opponent is Jiang Wei. Deng Ai turned around and looked at the sword tablet, and in an instant, he entered a state of concentration.

"It's terrible to have no distractions, it's terrible to control. Xiahouba sighed, glanced at the clown-like Cai Wenzhao with disdain, and also entered the state of viewing the monument wholeheartedly.

At this moment, everyone is in front of the first sword monument, and no one has been able to break through.

The tougher it is, the more tense the atmosphere becomes.

In this way, the first day of viewing the monument was spent in a leisurely and leisurely manner with everyone racing against time and Cai Wenzhao.

......

On the other peak of the Sword Furnace, in a stone chamber, a white-haired old man sat on a stone bench, snoring, earth-shattering.

On his side, the Extremely Sword Furnace disciple served respectfully.

Looking out of the door at this moment, the sky was slightly dark, and the room illuminated by the slanting sun was orange and yellow, which was even more of a long time pulling their shadows.

This kind of sunset has a bit of a laid-back taste.

After a long time, the snoring gradually subsided, and the old man opened his eyes, but it was still as if he hadn't slept enough, and the white-haired old man asked tiredly, "What is that kid doing?"

A Sword Furnace disciple was a little speechless and stopped, held back for a long time, and finally said, "He, sweeping the floor, seems to be cleaning up the Divine Dao. ”

"Clean up Shinto?"

The white-haired old man looked at the burning sunset outside the window, his cloudy eyes were washed clear by these orange and yellow rays, and he said with a slightly strange expression: "Could it be that he has been cleaning the Shinto from early morning to now?"

"Not bad. The Sword Furnace disciple replied with some nervousness: "He has almost swept all the 1,700-meter Divine Dao at the foot of the mountain. ”

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, the stone room was extremely quiet, and the atmosphere became very depressing.

Just when the Sword Furnace disciple thought that there would be a shouting and scolding, he heard a laugh.

The old man's laughter was a little hoarse and low, but he could clearly hear the heartfelt laughter, this pure happiness, which contained no other emotions.

"Enter the sword mound without looking at the monument?"

The white-haired old man slowly stood up from the chair, and suddenly the tired breath was swept away, and he walked to the door with his hands behind his back, looked at the green hill, shook his head with a smile, and then was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "I'm curious, what does he want to do?"

The white-haired old man looked at Qingqiu.

......

Along the mountain road, the ninth sword monument of the Qingqiu Sword Shrine.

A sword mound suddenly appeared, with no trees around it, only rocks.

On one of the rocks, a man sits.

More precisely, there is a man who sits on a rock.

The man was dressed in a shabby suit of armor, with rust all over his breastplate, which covered his entire body, and even his face was hidden in the armor.

The man hung his head, half-bowed.

From a distance, this fully armored man looks like a statue.

Sometimes, people wonder if it's just a sculpture.

This man has been sitting on this stone for fifteen years.

Suddenly, the statue shook, and cracks appeared in the armor, which were the hardened dust deposited on the surface, and the hard pieces were peeling off one by one, and the eyes of the stone statue were open.

It's like waking up from the abyss of time, and this gaze is full of vicissitudes.

For a long time, this person's lips that had not moved for a long time opened and closed: "The world only knows that I have been a sword slave for fifteen years, but they don't know that I am just waiting for one person. Immortal Master Yuji, I hope that the person you said who has both imperial qi and heavenly jealousy can really cure Qiao'er's illness?"

This person is Xiao Qiao's father, Qiao Gong.

In the past, Yu Ji Xianshi approved the order of his daughter, and a few months later, Qiao Gong entered the sword furnace and has not been heard from in the world.