"The only one who can defeat Sword Cultivation is Sword Cultivation."

This sentence comes from 40,000 years ago, the last one to ask the sword fasting master, symbolizing the glory of the kendo monk, but also means the end of the last glory of the sword cultivation era.

The entire Xuanhuang Great World can be said to have been defeated by Sword Cultivation, but Sword Cultivation has defeated this world, and this world can no longer accept the rule of Sword Cultivation after the condensation of Heavenly Heart.

Not to mention that this world and other monks can't stand it, even the sword cultivators themselves can't stand it: when there are more wolves than sheep, everyone can't eat. It's not all that appropriate, but it's still appropriate.

In the early stage, it was good to conquer from all sides and expand the territory, but when the boundaries of the entire world gradually stabilized, the sword cultivation factions that could not find opponents attacked each other.

They fly with their swords, happy to enmity and revenge, and their natal sword qi tears the heavens and the earth.

Duty killing, disdain for foreign ways.

In other words, they have almost no production capacity except for fighting, and although they have conquered a large territory, it is difficult for them to manage the whole world well.

Finally, 40,000 years ago, the sword cultivation lineage completely declined under its own crazy infighting, as well as the siege of other Taoist cultivators.

Now, except for the fact that there are still some inheritances in the Middle Domain Dragon Continent and the Eastern Domain Qin Continent, there are almost no real kendo monks left.

Of course, the final crazy counterattack of the sword cultivators in that era also brought great pain to the whole world, so that for 40,000 years, monks from all continents have subconsciously avoided flying swords and disliked flying swords, giving other types of magic weapons great space for survival and development.

It's just that time is the medicine that heals everything, and after 40,000 years, the popularity of flying swords has gradually risen again, which is after all a mark engraved in the bloodline of monks.

A good flying sword, whether it is used for flying or protecting the path, is excellent, and among the refiners, the ancient sword forger profession has gradually branched out again.

Fang Ang is such a monk. It is also the reason why Zhang Lie asked him for help.

A first-class sharpshooter is not only skilled in his own shooting, but he is often also proficient in gun assembly and even gun modification.

It was based on this that Zhang Lie considered understanding the flying sword from another aspect, delving into the flying sword, and at the same time, using the scattered sword theory in the Earth Evil Sword Sutra to integrate with the Divine Yuan Transformation Method, Zhang Lie also had a strange feeling of excitement in his heart.

Mu Yun's Daoist swordsmith Fang Ang was a very honest person, after he understood Zhang Lie's thoughts, he did not accept the spirit stone given by Zhang Lie, but chose to take Zhang Lie to Zongmenfang City to find a real swordsmith.

"Since Senior Brother Zhang has the heart to learn the sword-forging technique, then the Shuiyun Sword that I thank you will take back. But whatever I know, I will know everything. However, this spirit stone of yours can also be used to hire another person, if you can hire him, combined with the two of us' sword-forging skills, it will definitely make the senior brother have a greater harvest. ”

Fang Ang is a very talented sword forger, whether it is his family or his teacher, he is in the same vein as a refiner, with these relationships, Fang Ang has almost all the qualities and refining skills of most of the refiners in the sect.

After Zhang Lie learned this, he was relieved to let him take him.

Honghefang City, one of the large Fang markets in Jinhong Valley, although it is very close, but Zhang Lie is dedicated to practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, but he almost never came here, this time he was brought by Mu Yun and Fang Ang, but he saw the prosperity and popularity of Fang City.

Honghefang City already belongs to the gateway area of Jinhong Valley, it belongs to the fourth-order Fang City, the upper limit receives Purple Mansion Realm monks to trade, and it is almost impossible for any loose cultivator to dare to make trouble here, there is enough security and there are many goods, and the popularity is naturally very prosperous.

Under the leadership of Fang Ang, the three of them turned around and found an old shop hidden in the corner of Fang City.

The shop looked a little dilapidated, with a flag hanging in front of the door, on which were written five large characters: Gujia Fire Refining Workshop.

"This senior uncle of mine, although his temperament is a little weird, but the level of refining is not to be said."

"The old immortal boasted that he could refine the best flying sword, but what was the result? You return my refining materials, I'll tell you, if you don't give me an explanation today, I'll smash your shop. ”

Fang Ang was bragging to Zhang Lie and Mu Yun about his senior uncle who was hidden in the city, and there was such a scolding sound in the fire refining workshop.

The three of them glanced at each other and quickened their pace to take a look.

I saw a young monk in a Taoist robe, holding an old man's neck and neckline, and punching him.

In the smoky refining shop, there was a blue-green flying sword in the furnace, cracked and damaged, and the aura was exhausted.

"Stop, stop, something went wrong with the refiner, we will pay you the spirit stone according to the price, how dare you do it here?"

Fang Ang was sincere, and he ran up in three steps and two steps, reaching out and holding down the young monk's arm.

However, Zhang Lie and Mu Yun didn't run over, Mu Yun is a female cultivator, and her first reaction when she encounters this kind of thing is not to do it.

And Zhang Lie looked at the young monk's face full of redness and grievances, not like an unreasonable troublemaker, but the old man who was carried by him by the neckline, drunk, and a scoundrel.

"Fang Ang, don't stop him, let him fight, let him fight!"

"It's good to fight, I don't have to pay him any more spirit stones if he hits me, you fight, you fight quickly, if you dare not fight, you are my grandson!"

As he spoke, the old man surnamed Gu pushed Fang Ang away and sent one side of his face up, just letting the other party swing his fist and hit him.

"You...... You ......"

The young monk was so angry that he was about to cry.

It is not easy to get a little good material in Sanxiu, and I got it to this Honghefang City to refine a good flying sword for myself.

In the future, the Demon Guardian Dao will be counted on in the free world.

Originally, I wanted to go to the big refining shop, but when I hesitated and wandered in front of several big shops, I met this old man who didn't want an old face, and used his words to refine the flying sword.

Originally, they had already refined the second-order mid-grade flying sword, and the young monk was already very satisfied.

As a result, in the process, the old man had to use some secret technique, saying that it could greatly improve the quality of the flying sword, and even refine the high-grade flying sword from it, and then, the original condensed instrument form exploded.

Now the materials are all destroyed, and there is nothing left.

After telling the story of what had happened, the young monk really cried, and he didn't really hit the old man's head, but wiped his tears and went out of the shop.

Zhang Lie didn't stop him, it is so easy to believe in the character of others, and he also needs to be stimulated by such a thing, sharpen it, and maybe he can go further on the road in the future.

"Hey, Fang Ang, what are you doing here with me?"

"......" Fang Ang heard this and looked at Zhang Lie.

He originally wanted Zhang Lie to follow his Uncle Gu to learn the art of sword casting, but now that such a thing happened in front of him, he couldn't say a word about what he originally wanted to say.

"Oh, Senior Brother Fang wants to introduce me to learn the art of sword forging from you." Fang Ang couldn't open his mouth, but Zhang Lie didn't hesitate.

First, in his opinion, Fang Ang was a sincere person, and he said that the old man surnamed Gu in front of him had superb alchemy, so there was a high probability that he was really very exquisite.

Second, it is difficult for outsiders to know what the craftsmanship of the newly opened store is like without trying. But the old shops that can survive for a long time often have good craftsmanship, and the rag flag outside has been smoky for many years, with the bad character of the person in front of him, the refining shop has not been closed for so many years, which shows that it is really a means.

And in the shop, Zhang Lie, the remnant sword with a damaged shape placed obliquely in the furnace has also seen it, the refining materials are relatively general, and with such refining materials, it can actually refine the second-order mid-grade flying sword, and there is still the strength to lift it up, although it failed in the end, it can only show that the other party is very gambling, but the craftsmanship is there.

"These are the gifts of study, and in the next two years, I will ask the ancient master to take care of it, please take a look."

As he spoke, Zhang Lie took out a bag of spirit stones and placed them in front of the old man, two hundred spirit stones, this is already a lot of money, and an ordinary second-order high-grade magic weapon is only one hundred and fifty or sixty spirit stones, and the net income is not so much.

"Hehe, what a good day is today, one after another fat sheep have been delivered to the door, and the wine money for the past two years has come out."

The ancient head directly lifted the spirit stone that Zhang Lie had put down and took it to the house.

And at this time, Mu Yun moved to Zhang Lie and persuaded softly: "Senior Brother Zhang, can you still trust this person in such a state?" ”

"Senior Sister Mu, I can trust Senior Brother Fang Ang, anyway, Senior Brother Fang Ang will teach me here, this senior is willing to give me two sentences, just point out two sentences, and if I don't point out, I have nothing to lose, what's more, even if he is unwilling to point out to me, he should be willing to point out Senior Brother Fang Ang, what is the difference between directly pointing at me?"

From this day on, there were two more diligent apprentices in the Gu family's refining shop.

After a period of time, many guests would rather find Fang Ang's refining tools than find an ancient head with a higher cultivation, because Fang Ang's refining techniques are old and calm, and he is very cautious when refining magic weapons, and sometimes even if the flying sword is of a lower grade, he will not take risks and waste all the materials.

And the ancient head of this person is unwilling to give up without squeezing out the full potential of all refining materials, which causes the magic weapons he refines to either exceed the high level of materials, or the shape of the weapon blows up and the materials are exhausted.

In this process of study, Zhang Lie gradually understood the knowledge of the selection of materials, structure, instrument shape, mana rune circuits and other aspects of the flying sword.