After half a burnt incense, Qin Jian and the three of them came to the Sword Forging Pavilion.

Forging Sword Pavilion, as the name suggests, is a place used to forge swords, said to be a forging sword pavilion, in fact, it should be called a forging sword tower, but this tower is under the ground, there is only one attic on the ground, so it is named "forging sword pavilion".

"There is a piece of magma under the ground of this Sword Forging Pavilion, and the fire required to forge the sword comes from the underground magma fire drawn by the Sword Forging Pavilion." Wang Mang introduced to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the Xuantie attic in front of him, which was about a few meters high, the plaque on the attic was engraved with the words "Forging Sword Pavilion", and the temperature around it was also significantly higher than in other areas.

Wang Mang was the first to enter the Xuantie Gate, Qin Jian and Qin Shuang glanced at each other, Qin Shuang shook his head wordlessly, so the two followed, and there were several disciples standing on both sides of the Iron Gate, these disciples saw that Qin Jian and the two had no Xuanqi cultivation, and they all had strange eyes.

There was a completely different temperature inside the iron gate and outside the iron gate, and as soon as Qin Jian came in, he felt that his body began to sweat, and after a while, his forehead was sweaty.

On the contrary, it was Wang Mang, who was no different from usual, he looked at Qin Jian with a thief smile on his face, and did not speak, leading the way in front.

Qin Jian looked at the pale yellow Xuan Qi light curtain on his body, speechless in his heart, he lowered his head and saw that although Qin Shuang did not have Xuan Qi to protect himself, he was not like him, and for the first time in his heart, he had a trace of doubt about his physique.

Qin Shuang saw his eyes, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but set off a beautiful arc, she opened her palm slightly, and a touch of cyan flashed from her fingertips.

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, shook the small hand lightly with the big hand, and led her forward.

Qin Shuang's big eyes were sparkling, full of smiles.

Qin Jian felt the coolness in his body, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart the mystery of the dragon-shaped jade pendant in Qin's hands.

Wang Mang looked at Qin Jian with strange eyes, it was obviously hot just now, and now there was not even a drop of sweat on his face, this is really strange.

Wang Mang didn't ask Qin Jian, because everyone has their own means, and he is not an ignorant person.

Wang Mang led Qin Jian down the ladder of Xuantie, and the three of them passed through a total of three floors, each of which had many disciples forging swords through the magma fire here.

Qin Jian stared with interest at these shirtless, sweaty sturdy disciples, he had been here for a while, and he also knew something about this Iron Sword Sect.

Iron Sword Gate, as the name suggests, majoring in kendo, has a wide range of kendo, there are free and easy natural kendo, there is also ruthless nightmare kendo, and Iron Sword Gate, is the way of the sword that opens and closes.

It can also be seen through the temperament of Moqiong Wang Mang and others, who are bold and crisp, and very aggressive.

Because of the major in the way of the sword, so its weapons are also thicker and wider than other swords, the same way, the forging of these swords is also more troublesome, due to the thickness of the sword itself, so it is destined that their forging fire is also destined to be unusual.

Therefore, the magma fire of the sect has become the first choice of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.

Qin Jian flashed many thoughts in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he had already heard Wang Mang introducing some of the situations here.

"The Sword Forging Pavilion is divided into ten layers, the further down, the higher the temperature, the better the effect of forging the sword, so the vast majority of disciples forging the sword The number of layers is linked to their own strength."

"Of course, this Sword Forging Pavilion is not only used for forging swords, but can also be used for 'forging' people."

"'Forging' people?" When Qin Shuang heard this statement for the first time, he couldn't help but be curious.

Seeing Qin Shuangzheng, who had ruthlessly exposed himself just now, looking at him with a curious expression, Wang Mang said proudly: "Of course, mine the fire of magma, wash the body, use the body as a sword, and temper it thousands of times."

On the mainland, there are sects that temper the flesh, turn the body into a weapon, and temper it thousands of times, so as to temper the flesh to the peerless body, break the god gold with bare hands, raise the hand to collapse the mountains and rivers, no one can match.

As the saying goes, there must be gains and losses, if you want to do this, the tempering of the physical body is not something that ordinary people can bear, the so-called fire, flooding, sun, and wind blowing, all of which are Xiao Daoer.

Qin Jian had seen these in the Heavenly Sword Sect's Hidden Scripture Pavilion before, so he had some impressions that the "forging people" of the Sword Forging Pavilion this time were similar to the tempering of the flesh on the mainland, but the effect was not as good as that.

"How's it going, little sister?" Wang Mang squeezed his eyebrows at Qin Shuang, and there was indescribable pride in his eyes.

Qin Shuang snorted coldly and ignored it.

Wang Mang touched his nose, smiled a little wryly, stopped talking, and led the two of them straight to the third floor of the underground of the Sword Forging Pavilion.

The temperature of the third layer was much higher than the previous layers, Qin Jian estimated that people who did not have Xuan Qi to protect their bodies could only walk here at most, if they didn't have Qin Shuang's jade pendant, I am afraid that their limit would be here.

Thinking of this, he felt that his physical body was indeed a little poor, it seemed that he would consciously enhance the strength of his physical body in the future, Qin Jian secretly made up his mind that he could make good use of the environment here during this time.

"Here we are." Wang Mang reminded.

Qin Jian looked intently, a thin and shriveled figure was surrounded by a group of tall figures, the middle one was an old man in a black robe, surrounded by a group of inner disciples, each with a tiger back and a bear waist, tall and tall, although the old man was thin, but the slightest trace of mysterious qi that inadvertently gushed out from his body made the breath of the surrounding disciples a little suffocated.

Wang Mang's lips moved slightly, and he whispered: "This person's name is Fang Datong, and he is the punishment elder of the sect, and he is mainly responsible for recruiting disciples this time."

Qin Jian was a little curious, although the Iron Sword Sect was not as good as the Heavenly Sword Sect and other major sects, it wasn't even like an elder who specialized in recruiting disciples?

Wang Mang glanced at him and said: "This elder is serious and serious about everything, in the past, there were elders in our sect who specialized in recruiting disciples, but he abolished it because of a trivial matter, for the quality of disciple recruitment, he has presided over it in the past few years."

Qin Jian saw that there was a faint fear on his face, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, it seemed that Wang Mang, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, must have suffered a lot from him.

The old man's expression was serious, his eyes were like lightning staring at Qin Jian and the others who were approaching step by step, Qin Jian took the first step and arched his hand: "Outer disciple Qin Jian has seen Elder Fang."

Qin Jian didn't lie, he had seen Elder Fang before, that was when he first came to the Iron Sword Sect, he and a group of people came out to greet Mo Qiong and the others, he was behind the sect master, and he was one of the several high-ranking members of the sect.

Elder Fang nodded slightly, his expression was serious, and he said in a low voice, "You are Qin Jian?"

Qin Jian replied and looked at Elder Fang in front of him with a light smile.

The two looked at each other, one smiled lightly, and the other did not smile.