The sound of firecrackers, the sound of Ambilight, tonight's 'Liuyun Town' is destined to be a sea of joy.

The news of the 'spiritual weapon' created by the sword forging passed through the mouths of merchants of all sizes, and within half a day, it spread to all corners of the 'Chixiao Mortal Domain'.

The embassies of the major powers are pouring in like a tide.

Shangguan Chen of the 'Sword Casting Villa', Ling Jing of the 'Wild Wolf Gang', Ye Tao of the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce', and Murong Mingcheng of the 'Purple Cloud Sea', the envoys of the four major forces, set off overnight and flew towards 'Liuyun Town'.

The sun had just risen into the sky the next day, and more than a dozen 'big shots' had arrived in the huge 'Liuyun Town'.

Jianzhu didn't meet them immediately, as he had more important things to do.

In the original location of the 'foundry', a huge 'foundry furnace' stood quietly. Then, the flames rose, and the swordcaster, with a huge hammer in his hand, quickly began to forge it.

The sparks overflowed, and the sound of 'clanging' was endless.

The sword casting swung the sledgehammer, slowly hammering the remaining dark iron into the shape of a sword, and everyone looked at it quietly, not daring to take a breath, for fear of disturbing the casting process of the 'sword master'

The aura of heaven and earth was disturbed, and the 'Spirit Array Diagram' shone brightly.

"Uh-"

An eagle roared, countless winds howled, and thunder surged. The phantom of a 'Wind Thunder Eagle' appeared in the sky above the 'Casting Furnace'.

Song Jinghong was very excited, he held the long sword, jumped up, and waved it repeatedly. The phantom of the 'Wind Thunder Eagle' was instantly stirred into a little bit of shreds.

With the help of Song Jinghong, the sword casting successfully embedded the 'wind and thunder dual attributes' beast pill into the built sword body, and for a while, the wind and thunder roared, and a wave pattern slowly formed.

Jian Zhu held the sword, his expression a little nervous.

This time, however, no explosions were heard.

A smile appeared on Jian Zhu's face, because there was no explosion, it meant that he had been able to fully master the casting of the 'spirit weapon'.

"Old Song, go on. ”

Jianzhu laughed loudly and threw the 'Wind and Thunder Sword' into the sky. The sword body crossed an arc in mid-air, and then fell steadily into Song Jinghong's hand.

Song Jinghong did not hesitate at all, and quickly pricked his thumb. A drop of blood flowed down and slowly dripped into the sword. The 'Wind and Thunder Sword' shone brightly, and in the body of the sword, there was a howling wind and thunder.

Everyone's eyes converged on Song Jinghong's hand, and in those eyes, there was envy, jealousy, and even resentment.

Song Jinghong held the 'Wind and Thunder Sword' tightly in his hand, and instantly danced a sword flower.

"Old sword, thank you. Song Jinghong smiled.

"I guess I'm thanking you!" Swordcast laughed as well

On the main hall of 'Liuyun Town', a grand banquet quietly kicked off.

Jian Zhugao sat on the main seat, with an extremely happy smile on his face.

Ye Junlin, Song Jinghong, and Yun Feng sat in the most distinguished guest seats and talked with Jian Zhu with great pleasure. Everyone present, including Murong Mingcheng, showed a rather surprised expression.

Jian Zhu raised his wine glass and laughed: "My Sword Casting can break through the 'shackles' and become a 'Spirit Rank Casting Master', Ye Xiaoyou has made great contributions. Here, the old man toasted him. ”

After Jian Zhu finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine from the wine glass.

Ye Junlin hurriedly stood up and drank the wine glass in his hand to the bottom.

"Sword Master, junior I heard that you also created a 'spirit weapon' yesterday, I don't know if you can sell it to us 'Sword Forging Villa'. "Shangguan Chen noticed a trace of strangeness in the air, and was busy 'striking first'.

As soon as Shangguan Chen's words fell, Ling Jing, Ye Tao, and Murong Mingcheng also hurriedly stood up and said that they wanted to buy the 'spirit weapon'.

Yun Feng looked at the four of them, his face full of smugness.

"Senior Uncle Murong, I don't think you need to break the bank. Yun Feng said, a faint light flashed on the space ring of his finger, and then a long knife shining with flames appeared on his hand.

"Master of the Sword, you have already given it to me. Yun Feng said with a smile.

Murong Mingcheng's face softened instantly. No matter who it is given to, as long as it is someone from their 'Purple Cloud Sea', then it doesn't matter.

Shangguan Chen, Ling Jing, and Ye Tao's faces instantly drooped. Both spiritual artifacts were obtained by the 'Sea of Purple Clouds', which made their hearts extremely unbalanced.

Murong Mingyu looked at Shangguan Chen's face, and felt extremely proud: he had been pressed by their 'Sword Casting Villa' for decades, and he finally raised his eyebrows.

Just when Murong Mingyu was proud, Jian Zhu gave him a surprise again.

Jian Zhu smiled 'hehe', then held the wine glass, and said slowly: "In order to express the old man's gratitude to 'Ye Xiaoyou', the old man decided that in the future, all the weapons of 'Liuyun Town' will be supplied to the 'Purple Cloud Sea' first, and as for the price, it will be changed to 80% of the usual price." ”

As soon as the words came out, the hearts of the members of the delegations of the other three major forces instantly turned upside down.

Shangguan Chen sighed secretly, and thought in his heart: I'm afraid that from now on, this 'Chixiao Mortal Domain' will be the world of the 'Purple Cloud Sea'

The banquet ended slowly in an extremely pleasant atmosphere, and at noon, Murong Mingcheng returned to the 'Sea of Purple Clouds' with the hundreds of weapons he had purchased.

At the gate of 'Liuyun Town', Jian Zhu took Ye Junlin's hand, and his face was full of words of thanks: "Ye Xiaoyou, don't say anything, the old man can only thank you." ”

Ye Junlin smiled and said calmly: "Didn't you already give my sect great care!"

Jian Zhu no longer twisted, he took out a space ring and handed it to Ye Junlin's hand: "This, I thank you!"

Ye Junlin desperately refused to accept it, but Jian Casting tried his best to let Ye Junlin accept it.

In the end, under the mediation of Song Jinghong, Ye Junlin accepted a 'high-grade mortal weapon' armor, as well as a book called "Flame Palm" and a Xuan-level low-grade Xuan Technique.

The Hundred Horsemen 'Flying Bear Army' slowly set off under the eyes of Jian Zhu, and Ye Junlin waved goodbye, but he was not sad.

Helping others is fun, benefiting others and benefiting oneself or something, and it is really the most loving.

The Flying Bear Army drove along the official road, and after another three days, they came to a rather magnificent city.

The castle was built in an extremely large area, with red bricks and black boulders reflecting each other, exuding a special beauty. The red bricks are still very new, and they look like they have not been burned for long.

Ye Junlin slowly raised his head and glanced at the plaque above the city gate, only to see that on the plaque, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with four big characters: "Chixiao Mall"