"It's ......"

Yifeiyun's eyelids jumped, it turned out that behind the woods was a large mass grave, and there were hundreds of people burning paper money here to pay tribute to the dead.

After inquiring, I found out that this place was the place where tens of thousands of people were killed after the Jin army broke through the capital, and today happened to be the Qingming Festival on the fifth day of the first month of March, and seven months have passed since he last left this world.

Yi Feiyun's heart moved, so calculated, one day in the endless sea of clouds is about equivalent to a year in this world, and the time passage of [American Nightmare] is about the same.

However, the cost of staying in the [Heroic Sword Pingbolu: East China Sea Storm] world is 30 Nirvana/day, which is 10 Nirvana more expensive than [American Nightmare].

Suddenly, a gray-haired hunchbacked old woman slipped and was about to fall as she passed by.

Fortunately, Feiyun's eyes were quick and he helped the other party.

"Old man, are you alright?"

The old woman looked at him, and her weathered and wrinkled face smiled.

"Thank you, young man."

She gently lifted the white cloth on the bamboo basket and took out a boxy, white and flawless Chongyang cake.

"The old woman doesn't have any thank-you gifts, and I hope you don't dislike the chongyang cake she just made."

"Lady is polite."

Yi Feiyun stretched out his hand to take it, and the Chongyang cake with residual warmth was sprinkled with some dried osmanthus flowers, and he took a bite, it was soft and sweet, and it was delicious.

Somehow, Yi Feiyun remembered his grandmother, who also bought him Chongyang cake when he was a child.

"My grandson is about the same age as you, and he likes to eat Chongyang cake the most, hey, I don't know if he's doing well down there......"

The old woman chattered as she put a plate of chongyang cakes on the ground and took out a wad of yellow thatched paper.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, the old woman sighed: "It's all gone, only me and my great-granddaughter are left to rely on each other, if it weren't for my great-granddaughter, I wouldn't want to live anymore......"

"Don't say that, aunt, the children and grandchildren all hope that their elders can live a long and healthy life!"

Yi Feiyun felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and secretly put a handful of broken silver into the bamboo basket.

There are cries and sobs in my ears, and in addition to the old woman, there are also children whose parents have died, and scholars who have lost their wives and daughters...... Those who come here to pay their respects do not know where their relatives and friends are buried.

In fact, on the way to participate in the hero's banquet, Yi Feiyun also witnessed the tragic scene of corpses all over the field and white silk hanging on every house, but it was not as big as the impact on him from these living people in front of him.

"The people are suffering, and the people are suffering!" He sighed heartily.

Under the war, I don't know how many people's wives were separated and their families were ruined.

A wave of anger surged from Yi Feiyun's chest, with Chu Zhen's ability, it was clear that the tragedy could be prevented, but this dog emperor had to treat everyone in the world as a plaything and a mustard.

……

Three days later, Yi Feiyun arrived in the Valley of the Forge Sword by carriage.

There are eight major factions in martial arts, Shaolin, Wudang, Beggars, Huashan, Emei, Qingcheng, Kongtong, Taishan, although the Sword Valley is not among the eight major factions, its status is not inferior to them.

Just because Sword Casting Valley has been aiming at sword casting for generations, nine out of ten of the world's divine weapons are derived from this, and everyone in the rivers and lakes wants a weapon of Sword Casting Valley.

To have such a reputation, not to mention the casting and forging skills of Sword Casting Valley, the place where it is located is also unique.

There are various rare minerals buried in the ravines, and there is an extremely rare cold pool in the valley, which is said to greatly improve the quality of weapons when used for quenching.

Therefore, the Sword Casting Valley could not simply abandon the mountain like those sects that made a living from martial arts, and led the disciples to the Medicine King Valley. What's more, it still has various industries in the north and south of the river, and if it turns against the imperial court, most of the family business will be destroyed.

So the lord of the Forge Sword Valley personally entered the Hajj to meet Chu Zhen, and on the condition of building weapons for the imperial court, quitting the rivers and lakes and paying taxes (the martial arts sect is exempt from taxes), in exchange for the neutral status of the Forge Sword Valley, away from the disputes between the court and the martial arts.

Of course, the Sword Casting Valley did not dare to offend fellow martial artists, and people from the rivers and lakes could still come to do business.

Ever since he heard about the Daimyo of Sword Forge Valley, Yi Feiyun had the idea of asking them to repair the Nameless Sword, and now the time was ripe.

"Yi Shaoxia came from afar, it really makes the Sword Casting Valley shine!"

The gray-haired middle-aged man was full of smiles, and although he was polite, his eyes could not hide his contempt.

Yi Feiyun became famous for capturing Tokugawa Iemitsu back to the Central Plains, and now he is also a well-known young man in the rivers and lakes, and he has the qualifications to meet the Lord of Lu Gu in person, and he is still a friend of Fang Renjie and Liu Wenying.

These two people have successively become the owners of Shengxian Village and Liujian Villa, and they have a pivotal position in the rivers and lakes, and everyone has to give some face.

However, for a hairy boy of unknown origin like Yi Feiyun, Lu Gu still has some disdain in his heart, this river and lake has never lacked young and famous knights, but there are few who can finally reach the top of the martial arts.

Yi Feiyun respectfully clenched his fists and said: "Lord Lu Gu is polite, I have heard the name of Sword Casting Valley for a long time, so I came to visit today to ask the Valley Lord to see if he can repair this broken sword." ”

With that, he untied the nameless sword behind his back and handed it out with both hands.

"Good sword!"

Lord Lu Gu took the nameless sword, and the moment he touched the scabbard, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he instantly put away his contempt.

Yi Feiyun couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart, you know that it is a good sword before you look at it.

Lord Lu Gu has been dealing with swords for most of his life, and he really doesn't need to look at it, he can judge the quality of a sword just by feeling.

I saw him holding his breath and slowly pulling out the nameless sword.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, when he saw the mutilated sword body of the nameless sword faintly glowing with blue-purple light, Lu Gu Lord still showed a shocked look.

"Color, like the stars, clear like the flowing water of a mountain stream, and the material is like the ice release ...... under the moon"

He stroked his sword and looked at it for a long time, then put it back in its sheath.

"Yi Shaoxia, what's the name of this sword?"

"Nameless."

"From which swordsmith?"

"I don't know." Yi Feiyun shook his head, "This sword has been passed down from generation to generation in my master's sect, and its origin has long been unknown. ”

"yes, it's a pity." Lord Lu Gu sighed, "It is the saddest thing in the world to know only its sword, but not its forger." ”

"It's a shame indeed." Yi Feiyun echoed.

Lord Lu Gu returned the nameless sword to Yi Feiyun and said: "The divine sword is unparalleled, each divine sword is unique, either the method of forging the sword, or the material used. This nameless sword is made of different materials, the old man has not seen it in his life, if it is barely repaired with other gold and iron, it is no different from painting snakes, it is better not to repair it. ”

Based on the experience of the Lord of Lu Valley, once the divine weapon is damaged, it is almost permanently broken, and it is very rare to be able to recover as before.

This is mainly due to the fact that most of the divine weapons are made of special materials, such as a sword forged from meteoric iron, and if there is any remnant of the meteorite iron used in the original forging after being damaged, it can be repaired as before.

If there is nothing left, it is not enough to find other meteoric irons, because each meteorite has its own unique properties, and the difference in materials will make the sword imperfect.

The rarer the weapon, the more difficult it is to repair.

"Gu Master, is there really nothing you can do?" Yi Feiyun's mood was a little low.

Lord Lu Gu pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "It's not that there is no way to try. ”