After saying these words, Lu Ming himself felt that he was a little too green tea.

However, it is really cool to use this kind of tea to scare people.

Especially this group of villains who are full of bad water and dare not speak!

Huo Zhenglin was so angry that the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the words came to his mouth, but he didn't dare to say it.

He was worried that he would scold something nasty again, angering Yan Zhenxiao on the side.

I had to snort coldly, flick my sleeves and turn away.

"It's your turn."

Yan Zhenxiao looked at the other three and said coldly, "Is it to apologize, or to die?" ”

As the leader of the black faction, Huo Zhenglin has already compromised and relented.

No matter how reluctant Zhuge Yu and Zheng Tiannian were, they had to step forward and bow to Lu Ming to apologize.

Although they are respectful and polite on their lips, in fact, the endless hatred in their hearts makes the roots of their teeth itch.

Boy, wait!

When the sect master returns, he will directly cut your head open.

Let's see if he can keep you when the time comes!

Zhuge Yu and Zheng Tiannian both apologized and left, leaving only Mu Yun still sitting on the ground.

She had just been injured by Yan Zhenxiao's palm, and at this time she was clutching her chest, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help overflowing scarlet blood.

His eyes were still staring at Lu Ming in front of him, his eyes were full of hatred and resentment.

"Mu Yun, what are you still doing in a daze?"

Yan Zhenxiao said coldly, "Don't roll over here and apologize to me!" ”

Seeing Mu Yun's delicate body trembling non-stop, her emotions and heart seemed to be about to collapse.

Lu Ming hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded, "Master, forget it, Lord Mu is also pitiful, just spare her." ”

"Ho ho, you kid still has a bit of a bodhisattva heart."

Yan Zhenxiao grinned and nodded, and said loudly, "Okay, withdraw!" ”

Gao Chi and Wan Qi Ruxue waved their hands and led the elite disciples to leave separately.

Yan Zhenxiao controlled the fire cloud and personally took Lu Ming back to the Red Vein Station.

Along the way, he remained silent, as if he was thinking in his heart.

After returning to Lu Ming's cave mansion, Yan Zhenxiao finally couldn't help but ask, "Boy, it's inconvenient for you to tell me......"

"What is the secret that Huo Zhenglin said?"

Lu Ming was silent for a long time, and shook his head guiltily, "I'm sorry, Master, I can't say this." ”

"But I can assure you that this secret is only mine."

"For the master, for the red faction, for the Tiangang Holy Land, there is absolutely no dissent."

"Good!"

Huo Zhenglin nodded and said with a pleased smile, "From the first time I saw you, the old man saw that although you are not very old, you are a rare and upright person. ”

"That's why, I showed up to relieve you of the siege and bring you back to the Red Vein Residency in Hidden King City before."

"Live as deep as possible these days, if there is nothing to do, try not to leave the cave."

"In the Red Vein Station, he Huo Zhenglin didn't dare to be too presumptuous."

With that, Yan Zhenxiao turned around and prepared to leave.

"Master, wait!"

Lu Ming hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, "Master, can you provide me with some high-grade materials?" ”

"I want to build a sword and honor my master."

"Oh?"

Yan Zhenxiao's face was interested, "You little guy not only has superb cultivation, but also knows how to forge swords?" ”

"Okay, since you have a filial piety, come with me!"

Immediately, Yan Zhenxiao took Lu Ming to the treasure house of the Red Vein Station.

There are all kinds of immortal classics, magic weapon blades, and pill gourds displayed in the library, which are dazzling and dazzling.

Yan Zhenxiao opened a huge wooden box and took out a god-grade Qingyun Iron weighing a hundred catties and a dark green bead from it.

"These god-level mid-grade Qingyun Iron are treasured by the teacher for many years."

"This Wind Spirit Bead is the trophy I got from hunting an eighth-order demon queen back then."

"Lu Ming, you take these to the forging room, waiting for your good news for the teacher."

Lu Ming held the Qingyun Iron and Wind Spirit Bead in his hand, and said with a complicated expression, "Master, you don't know the level of my forging skills at all, so you gave me such precious materials. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'm boasting and talking big, but in fact, I don't know how to forge soldiers at all, and I've trampled on these rare treasures?"

"Of course not."

Yan Zhenxiao waved his hand and said with a smile, "Although these things are precious, they are also valuable. ”

"And my filial piety is a priceless treasure that no amount of spirit stones can buy."

"Even if you use these things to create only a low-grade immortal sword or spirit sword, you will never complain as a teacher."

Lu Ming's heart was suddenly extremely moved, and he nodded solemnly, "Master is so trusted, the disciple will never let you down!" ”

Immediately, he sat cross-legged on the ground, relaxed, closed his eyes, and concentrated on the power of the sword heart.

"Huh? Boy, what are you doing here? ”

Yan Zhenxiao's face was suspicious, and he didn't know what Lu Ming's move meant.

But in the next second, a dazzling white light burst out from Lu Ming's palm, enveloping Qingyun Iron and Wind Spirit Beads.

The treasure house was instantly filled with a fierce sword intent, and a cold and biting wind roared.

The essence of this sword intent, Rao is Yan Zhenxiao, as a peak powerhouse of the Yuan God Realm, was also shocked.

"This power, could it be the supreme forging technique of the ancestor of sword forging, Prajna Master?!"

"Boy, you're so hidden!"

Half a minute later, the wind subsided and the sword intent dissipated.

The Qingyun Iron and Wind Spirit Beads in Lu Ming's hand had disappeared, turning into a god-level mid-grade pale green long sword, lingering with a cold wind.

"God-level mid-grade sword ......"

Yan Zhenxiao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his eyes revealing a thick color of fanaticism.

Although for their Tiangang Holy Land, artifacts are not considered rare.

However, in just half a minute, such a flawless artifact was created with his bare hands......

Lu Ming's forging skills are absolutely above all the forging masters in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

Yourself, I really found a treasure!

"This Emperor Wind Qingyun Sword, which summons the wind divine power inside, can summon the supreme wind and sweep all things."

Lu Ming smiled lightly, "It just so happens that Master Venerable is the best at the art of resisting fire. ”

"The wind fuels the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind."

"With this sword, the master will definitely be able to cultivate to a great increase in the future, and he will be even more invincible in the world!"

"Hahaha, good!"

Yan Zhenxiao took the Emperor Wind Qingyun Sword in Lu Ming's hand and waved it tentatively twice.

Whether it is the feel, the quality, or the sword soul and sword qi, it is so perfect that people have nothing to say.

"I didn't expect you to give such a generous gift to your teacher before you officially got started."

"After the opening of the hall, the teacher will definitely teach all kinds of skills, and let you become my heir!"

"One day in the future, after a hundred years as a teacher, you will be the next leader of the Tiangang Holy Land Red Sect!"