At the moment of death, Xiao Qingya thought not of her father, not her mother, not her master, but her Xiao Yao's brother, which is enough to show that Xiao Yao has accounted for the vast majority in her heart.

After walking around the edge of the "Hell Abyss", she found that she was really a little inseparable from Xiao Yao.

Therefore, at the moment of soberness, she secretly vowed to accompany her brother Xiao Yao in a limited time.

However, when Zhilu Dao, a mysterious old man who had always been highly respected by Xiao Yao, was the ghost saint Ye Wuwu, Xiao Qingya fell into a tangle.

On the one hand, she hoped that Xiao Yao could accompany her to Tianyuan Sect, and she also took this opportunity to make up for her debt to Xiao Yao. But on the other hand, she hoped from the bottom of her heart that Xiao Yao could become Ye Wuya's successor.

After thinking carefully for a moment, Xiao Qingya felt that she couldn't be too selfish, so she came over and persuaded Xiao Yao to agree.

But after Xiao Yao rejected Ye Wuya's true purpose, she was really moved and couldn't help herself. A man can give up a bright future for her, which shows that Xiao Yao really loves her to the extreme.

Or maybe......

While thinking about it, Ye Wuya's extremely unhappy voice sounded: "If you don't go with me, where else can you go?" Ye Wu City, in such a broken place as the Heavenly Dragon Empire, what cultivation resources can be provided to you?"

After a pause, the old man's anger became even greater, he reached out and pointed at Xiao Qingfeng, who was silent, and shouted angrily:

"Look at your father, if he stays in the Zhongzhou Continent and doesn't come back, his achievements will be much higher than now!"

"Not necessarily!"

Xiao Yao's face remained unchanged, and he didn't think much of Ye Wuya's words, "Senior, you must be a famous spirit weapon master, right?"

"Master Ye is one of the few eighth-level spirit masters on the mainland!" Xiao Qingya hurriedly explained, hoping that this terrifying identity would make Xiao Yao change his original intention.

"Rank 8 Spirit Weapon Master?"

Xiao Yao was indeed taken aback, but after just jumping, he returned to his previous appearance, as if this identity was not enough to change his original intention.

"Old man, eighth-level spirit weapon master, are you a proud fart? Lao Tzu's master is a super master who can forge artifacts!"

Seeing that Ye Wuya was a little proud because of Xiao Qingya's introduction, Xiao Yao muttered indignantly in his heart, and immediately, looking at Ye Wuya, he asked in a serious tone:

"Senior, since you are an eighth-level spirit weapon master, then let me ask you, what kind of spirit weapon master is the best?"

"Of course, it's enough to forge the best spiritual weapon?" replied the old man without thinking.

"What materials are used?" Xiao Yao asked again.

"Of course, it's a very pure spirit stone!"

The old man said a little impatiently, any idiotic question that any forge understands, he really doesn't bother to answer.

As he spoke, he also turned his head and glanced at Xiao Qingfeng, which naturally meant to question Xiao Qingfeng: How could a piece of beautiful jade be carved into this appearance by you?

"Haha!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yao, whose face was always serious, laughed wildly, and this laughter was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, rolling away, floating back and forth in the lobby.

"Senior, just give you this answer, I won't worship you as a teacher!"

After laughing for a while, Xiao Yao's face turned pale, and he said loudly: "Using a very pure spirit stone to forge a spirit weapon, that is not the best spirit weapon master, at most it is a qualified person!"

"Oh?"

Ye Wuya seemed to have a strong interest in Xiao Yao's words, and the displeasure on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a slightly serious one, "Then what kind of spirit weapon master do you say is the best?"

"If you use mortal iron to forge a spiritual weapon, then you can be regarded as the best spiritual weaponist!"

"Forge spiritual weapons with mortal iron?"

Hearing Xiao Yao's categorical words, Ye Wuya, Xiao Qingfeng, and Xiao Qingwu's eyes flashed at the same time, and they looked at Xiao Yao with a little surprise, "Is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible in this world!"

The sonorous and powerful voice fell, and the hall suddenly flashed with cold light, Xiao Yao's palm had an extra knife, and the snow-bright blade reflected the light of the night pearl, dazzling like a pool of autumn water, so bright that people couldn't look at it directly!

"Is this the handle knife he built with all his might when I was unconscious?"

Looking at the cold blade that was terrifying, Xiao Qingya's beautiful eyes flashed, and her eyes were horrified. She clearly felt that this knife was much sharper than the Star Sword that Xiao Yao forged for her, and it looked a little more terrifying.

In other words, in a short period of time, Xiao Hua's forging level has made great progress.

"Good knives!"

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, Xiao Qingfeng and Ye Wuya only glanced at it casually, and couldn't help blurting out praise.

"Whew!"

As soon as the voice fell, the palm of Xiao Yao's right hand flashed red, and then his right arm was raised, as if he was about to cut through the cold light of the space, and went straight to Ye Wuya, who was sitting there.

The speed of the flying knife made Ye Wuya's face change slightly. But in the next moment, his eyes were opened to the extreme, and a touch of horror flashed in them, and even his whole body trembled slightly with excitement.

The knife is an ordinary flying knife, not only is the blade cold and shining, but there is also hidden spiritual energy inside, as if this knife is a spiritual weapon.

Between the lightning and flint, the old man didn't have time to think about it. Seeing the cold light coming to his throat, fast and urgent, the old man first nodded approvingly, and then, his right hand reached out like lightning, and he didn't use aura, and directly grabbed the cold light with his hand.

"Smack!"

The cold light was a little cold, and the cold seemed to pass through the skin, making him feel a faint tingling pain in his hand bones.

However, this is nothing, to Ye Wuya's great surprise, the moment this knife was in hand, there was a muffled sound of "bang", and a faint ripple spread from his palm to the surrounding air.

The sudden explosion of anger made the old man's palm tremble uncontrollably, and he felt a faint pain, and he almost let go and threw the knife out.

Fortunately, when he felt something unusual, he increased his strength a little, and then he grabbed the knife tightly to avoid the embarrassment of being ugly.

Spread out the palm, a shallow scratch was still present in the palm of the old man's palm, faintly revealing a hint of bright red.

Seeing this scene, the old man frowned, an ordinary knife could cut a hole in his skin, although there was no bleeding, but its sharpness was beyond his imagination.

Immediately, the old man's brows stretched, and he quietly stared at the knife in his hand that brought shock and surprise to him, and his slightly vicissitudes of life looked a little dignified.

Xiao Qingfeng, Xiao Qingwu and Xiao Qingya all stepped forward and observed the knife that shocked them from close range.

Although from the beginning to the end, the whole thing was just a matter of blink of an eye, but the three of them also felt that when the knife flew out, the force it carried was definitely spiritual energy. Xiao Qingya, as a "person who has come over", has a deep understanding of this.

"Huh!"

The hall was silent, and the four of them gathered together, staring at the cold, glittering, seemingly ordinary but extremely extraordinary knife in the old man's hand without blinking.

And Xiao Yao sat down like a person who had nothing to do, eating a lot, as if all that happened just now had nothing to do with him.

"Alas!"

After a while, the corners of Ye Wuya's mouth couldn't help twitching, and a helpless sigh slowly spit out from his mouth, "Boy, you're right, I am indeed not qualified to be your master." ”

After listening to the old man's words, Xiao Yao hesitated a little, but still said slowly: "My master said that the spirit masters of the Xuanling Continent have all fallen into the cliché of using good materials to improve the level of forging. The grade of the spiritual artifact should be determined by the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual artifact, not by the color. So ......"

"As long as the forging technique is skillful and exquisite, even the lowest-level red spirit stone can also forge a spirit weapon that is comparable to the yellow spirit stone, green spirit stone, or even higher-grade spirit stone. Therefore, it is also possible to forge a high-grade spiritual weapon, or even an artifact, out of mortal iron. ”

"So, you've been practicing forging with Mortal Iron all along, and you've been groping for a way to inject Mortal Iron with Spiritual Energy?"

Thinking of the scene where Xiao Yao used the forging hammer made of spirit stones to temper, Xiao Qingya's eyes couldn't help but widen, she was shocked by Xiao Yao's shocking theory, and was also moved by his persistence and persistence.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Yao nodded, "When I first heard this theory, I thought it was impossible just like you. But my master said that where there is a will, there is a way. But he didn't tell me the method, so I had to research and explore it myself. ”

"Until that day, when I used star stones to forge weapons for Qing'er, I had a flash of inspiration and thought of using a forging hammer made of spirit stones to forge them, so I made a try......

"Girl, where's the sword?"

Ye Wuya suddenly interjected, his expression was slightly excited, and he couldn't wait to say, "Hurry up and take it out and show me?"

The star stone is the highest grade of ordinary ore, and the weapons forged from this ore must be extraordinary.

Therefore, at the moment when the words fell, Xiao Qingfeng and Xiao Qingwu did not move their eyes to Xiao Qingya's face, and a trace of excitement flashed in their eyes.

Although the knife was sharp and contained a lot of spiritual energy, they all felt that the reason why the knife was relatively small would pour the spiritual energy into it.

If you change to the long sword, a weapon commonly used on the mainland, it may not be useful. Therefore, when they heard that Xiao Yao used the same method to forge a long sword for Xiao Qingya, they all became excited.

"You sent the sword back to Xiao City?"

After a few breaths, seeing that Xiao Qingya hesitated and refused to take out the sword, Ye Wuya suddenly became anxious, "Girl, if you do this, you will kill him, do you know Lu Dao?"

Excited for a moment, the old man roared with a hideous face, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to eat people, looking terrifying......