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Every day at this time, there will always be a sound of 'ding, ding, ding' in the town, and for the people of the town, they have long been accustomed to it, and they will not feel annoying, but will feel pleasant.

At this time, in a swordsmith shop in the town, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy wielded a sledgehammer and rhythmically beat a piece of refined pig iron.

He **** upper body, sweating profusely, although he is small, but the muscles on his abdomen are clearly visible, as solid as a coiling dragon, and he looks full of explosive power.

The young man's face was delicate and handsome, and if he only looked at his appearance, he looked like a scholar, and he was not suitable for the sword-forging at this time, and it was difficult to associate him with a swordsmith if he had not seen it with his own eyes.

A few hours later, the first embryo of a sword appeared, the young man nodded with satisfaction, and continued to hammer again, and after a while, a complete sword was cast, he took the sword to the water, making a "magnetic" sound, a layer of white mist rose from the water, and the young man hurriedly took out the sword.

This sword is white and bright, dazzling and dazzling, the cold light is pressing, and the blade is extremely sharp.

"The first Hundred Refining Sword that I forged myself has finally come out!" the young man couldn't suppress his excitement and stared intently at the freshly baked sword in his hand.

Under the excited gaze of the young man, an old man walked slowly, took the sword and flicked his fingers, then shook his head and said calmly: "You can't be regarded as a hundred refining swords, but just a remnant, the sword body is too hard, the blade is too sharp, if it cuts on the bones of the beast, it will inevitably jump, even an ordinary sword is not as good." ”

Immediately, the sword, which the boy was very pleased with, was thrown back into the furnace.

The young man looked at the results of his hard work for a long time, and he had to evaluate it like this, and he looked at the old man in disappointment: "...... Longbo"

The old man, who was called Long Bo, raised his hand to stop what the young man wanted to say, and said leisurely: "Shenchen, you watched me forge swords at the age of five, and began to forge swords by yourself at the age of seven, and now you are fourteen years old, but you have not yet achieved achievements, do you know what the problem is?"

"Questions?"

When the old man asked, he was speechless and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Shenchen didn't speak, Long Bo continued: "I asked you to learn to forge swords, the main purpose is not to refine the body, but to forge the heart!"

He paused for a moment and glanced at Shenchen: "You are the genius among the geniuses I have seen, but if a person wants to become a strong person worshiped by the world, how can he control a strong power without a strong heart? This is also the reason why I asked you to re-cultivate after you have cultivated to the ninth level of the refining body!"

There was a hint of realization in his eyes, and before he could say a word, he took out the sword that had been thrown into the furnace by Lombard just now, lifted the heavy sledgehammer, and struck it again.

Long Bo stroked his beard with his hand, and was very satisfied with Mingchen's performance: "Mingchen, haven't you always asked you why you don't have a father and mother since you were a child?"

"Lumbard, are you willing to tell me!?" Hades stopped what he was doing, his eyes wide for a knack.

"Hmm. ”

Long Bo nodded and said: "When I met your father and mother, they were all seriously injured, your mother was already unconscious, and your father's heart was penetrated, he carried your mother on his back and held you in his hands......"

Speaking of this, Long Bo sighed: "Your father and mother are the only strong people I have seen in my life, I don't know where their cultivation has been, but it is definitely not something that can appear in this plane, do you understand what it means?"

Shenchen guessed something, suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "Long Bo, do you mean that my father and mother do not belong to this continent?"

Lombard did not answer the question directly: "Because their injuries were too serious and they were in dire need of healing medicine, they entrusted you to me and left. ”

"I have a father and mother...... "Mingchen's mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't help but worry about his father and mother.

Then he found something, and shifted his gaze to Lombard, as if he had found something: "Lombard, you are leaving too?"

Long Bo's body was shocked, he didn't expect that Shenchen actually guessed, and looked at Shenchen again with reluctance in his eyes: "Your path, after all, you have to finish by yourself, in the body refining realm, you have recultivated eight times, and this ninth time, it will not be slow to think about, your father and mother may also leave here, if you want to find them, you have to make yourself strong!"

There were tears in his eyes, he had no father and mother since he was a child, he started to play in the town, and he always suffered from the gossip of other children, only Long Bo has been by his side for the past twelve years, teaching him knowledge and cultivation.

It's the same for Lombard, twelve years of companionship, how can it be without feelings?

He stepped forward and touched the head of the underworld and said, "The man's tears are golden, how can they flow out easily?"

"Where are you going, and where should I go?" At this moment, Shenchen had an indescribable sadness, this small sword-casting shop had already been regarded as his home, and he suddenly said to leave, where should he go?

"I can't take you where I'm going, but if you become a powerful man known to the world one day, we will definitely be able to meet again! As for you, I am free to arrange it. Stop here today, and I'll tell you tomorrow. With that, Lombard turned around and walked to the inner room, but the moment he turned around, Shenchen didn't notice that this usually stern and indifferent Lombard actually shed tears from the corners of his eyes.

After about half an hour later, his eyes burst into light, and he picked up the sledgehammer again and struck the sword.

Until the evening, a sword came out again, different from the sword cast at noon in the underworld, the body of this sword does not look so dazzling, and the blade is not so sharp, but there is a sense of heaviness in the hand, this is the real sword of a hundred refinements!

However, instead of being excited about forging the Hundred Refining Sword, he felt heavy.

In the room, Long Bo smiled: "Shenchen, you have grown up after all, if I have been with you, it will only restrict your growth, and you will understand ...... in the future."

In the evening, Styx had dinner with Lombard, and from the beginning of the meal, Lombard did not listen to the treacherous stories of the outside world, and it was not until late at night that he was completely quiet.

He had so many thoughts that he couldn't sleep all night, and when it was close to dawn, he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, it was already noon.

"Lombard!"

Shenchen was agitated and hurriedly got up, and when he walked to Longbo's bed, he found that Longbo was no longer there.

"Leaving ......"

Shenchen's indescribable loss, before Long Bo left, he didn't even have time to greet him.

The bedding on the bed was neat, and there was a letter next to the bed, and Shenchen stepped forward, picked up the letter, and read it carefully.

The letter reads: "Go south, Luo Tianzong, with this letter......"

Only three sentences, nine words, Shenchen knew the meaning, and he could see from the letter that Long Bo was in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to do something important.