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If Ye Bai just took out the innate blood crystal, Ximen Xionglie told him honestly, and in the end, Ye Bai was forced to be helpless, maybe he really had to try it in Ximen Sword Workshop and hand over the other two materials together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After all, in the entire Blue Mountain Sword Casting City, the largest and most prestigious one is now the only one in this Ximen family.

It's a pity that Ximen Xionglie didn't know this, he was afraid that Ye Bai was unwilling to hand over the innate blood crystal to him, and with one mouth, he directly doubled the success rate of the innate blood crystal sword refining six-grade sword weapon, and finally, it directly rose to nearly three times, and the cowhide was blown to the sky.

This made Ye Bai directly understand that he was not sincerely forging a sword for himself at all, but for the sake of greedy ink for this piece of his innate blood crystal.

Now that he knew this, Ye Bai naturally wouldn't be so stupid and really drill into the trap he had laid, so even if Ximen Xionglie said that the sword-casting technique of Ximen Sword Workshop was fantastic and wonderful, Ye Bai did not hesitate, directly rejected Ximen Xionglie's request, and left Ximen Sword Workshop with Wu Mei and Ye Bai's innate blood crystals in his hands.

The reason why Wu Mei didn't understand Ye Bai's actions before was because she didn't understand the art of sword casting, at this time, when she finished reading the booklet that Ye Bai handed her, she was naturally all stunned, and at the same time, she was also deeply ashamed of Ximen Xiong's deeds.

The dignified King of Xuan, and one of the helmsmen of a huge family, can actually do such a dirty thing, the surface is bright, and the inside is a beast, which is simply dirty and unsightly.

Therefore, after handing over the booklet to Ye Bai. She didn't ask again, followed behind Ye Bai, and continued to walk towards the depths of the slums, never asking again.

However, what neither of them knew was that because of Ye Bai's refusal, Ximen Xionglie was so angry that he was moved to kill. secretly sent personnel to follow the whereabouts of the two, which he never expected.

They originally thought that in this Blue Mountain Sword Casting City, the Ximen family was also a big family, and with many eyes and ears, they respected themselves and had a good reputation, in order to avoid ruining the family's reputation once the matter was leaked. Even if he really peeked at the innate blood crystal in Ye Bai's hand, he didn't dare to openly defy the world's condemnation. The two of them committed this anti-heaven crime of assassination and treasure grabbing.

But the two really underestimated Simon Xionglie's ambition. In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means, do everything, its greed and viciousness, the crown of ancient and modern, far from common sense, leading to danger quietly coming.

But. Even if you know, just as Ye Bai said. With his current strength, unless the head of the Simon family comes in person. Or Ximen Ancestor is out of the customs, otherwise, just with a Ximen heroic, it is really not worth putting him in his eyes, so he doesn't care at all.

......

An hour has passed.

When Ye Bai and Wu Mei walked for a long time, and finally came to the end of this slum, the end of a small alley, and the location of Uncle Tai's Sword Workshop in other people's mouths, they couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in their sight.

As far as I could see, the imaginary high-walled compound was gone, only a dilapidated small thatched hut, and on the stone steps in front of the house, an old man in gray cloth clothes was sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom in his hand.

The fallen leaves swirled, and every broom swept up, raising a puff of dust.

Seeing the scene in front of them, it was really different from the Taishu Sword Workshop, which had been passed down for thousands of years in their imagination, and the two of them suspected that they had seen the wrong eye.

However, turning his head and looking around, in line with the direction pointed by passers-by, there is only such a broken house, and it is indeed here again.

Ye Bai was puzzled, stunned for a while, and had to step forward, bowed respectfully to the old man, and asked respectfully: "May I ask the old man, here, but the location of the Taishu Sword Workshop three hundred years ago?"

However, Ye Bai asked several times, and when the old man heard this, he didn't seem to hear it, he didn't raise his head, and he was still cleaning the ground there, as if he didn't notice the existence of the two at all.

Such a scene made Ye Bai and Wu Mei very surprised and surprised, the two looked at each other, not knowing what kind of situation this was, and they couldn't make a sound.

Suddenly, Wu Mei behind Ye Bai pulled his sleeve, stretched out his hand to the side, Ye Bai looked at Wu Mei suspiciously, and then looked in the direction that Wu Mei pointed, only to see a stone tablet broken in two, engraved with the two big characters of Uncle Zhu in Vermilion, simple and dusty, vaguely visible, but it has long been blurred, obviously not knowing that it has gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain.

The matter has come to this, no need to ask, the two also know that this is indeed the place where the legendary Uncle Tai's Sword Workshop is located, however, looking at the surrounding environment, thatched houses, dilapidated houses, and an old man sweeping the floor, it is really difficult to connect with the legendary Uncle Tai's Sword Workshop.

The two were extremely disappointed.

Although I have long heard from others that because of the events of three hundred years ago, Uncle Tai's Sword Workshop has long since declined, and it will not regain the name of the first sword-casting family, but I didn't expect that it would decline to such an extent.

In the past, the Uncle Tai family was also the No. 1 sword casting family in the Blue Mountain Sword Casting City, and the swords produced under its name accounted for about half of the Blue Mountain Sword Casting City, and the best famous swords were countless, among them, on the Sword Pavilion Stone Tablet, among the twenty-five pieces, there were a total of ten pieces, which were printed with the purple 'Thousand Faces Flower' mark of the Uncle Tai family.

More importantly, among the twenty-five famous swords, there are only three remaining seventh-order famous swords, and two of them are from the Taishu family.

These two handles, one is the first-ranked Famous Tear, the seventh-order middle grade, and the second-ranked one, the chaotic god, the seventh-order lower grade.

Even so, it is also a seventh-order lower grade, and the Chaos God Sword is also more powerful than the only seventh-order famous sword produced by the Ximen family, the Tilting Snow Sword, and it is also one place higher in the ranking of the Sword Pavilion Stone Tablet.

A sword-casting family that has produced two seventh-order famous swords in a row, as well as more sixth-grade famous swords, even if it declines, the background should be very rich, even if the descendants are incompetent, it should not be a problem to maintain a well-fed and even wealthy life, but what you see in front of you is a big mistake, it is really unbelievable to the extreme.

It seems that, like the Wu family, since the decline of the Taishu family, the industrial wealth of his disciples has attracted the covetousness and prying eyes of many people.

Looking at this sweeping old man, his eyes were cloudy, his hands and feet were sluggish, his body was rickety, his face was full of wrinkles, and he couldn't even hear Ye Bai's question, even if he was the heir of Uncle Tai's family, where did he look like a skilled sword caster, let alone a six-grade sword weapon, I was afraid that even if he handed over the innate blood crystal to him, it was difficult to say whether he could refine a first-order sword weapon.

The two of them frowned in their hearts, and sighed in unison, this sigh was not only for the decline of the uncle's family, but also for the unhappiness of their trip.

......

And at the same time.

As Ye Bai and Wu Mei arrived in front of this remote and barren small thatched hut, another scene was also happening at the same time in the Ximen Sword Workshop.

Ximen Sword Workshop. Interior.

Ximen stood with his hands in his hands, his body was cold, cold as a stone carving, a pair of eyes staring at the distant sky in front of the pillars, his gaze was deep and distant, like a cold pool that had been immersed in a night, cold to the bone.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and a slight sound of wind on his clothes came, and a grim, grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's the ghost back! Come on, he's already brought me the good news I wanted. ”

As soon as his figure turned, he turned his back, and at the same time, as soon as the wind moved, the black figure whose whole body was wrapped in a layer of black curtain swept at the same time, and stopped in front of him with a "boom".

Its body shape is like lightning and stone fire, moving like a rabbit, stopping, but it is so neat and neat, showing that its skills are extraordinary.

"Report to the master, the ghost shadow followed all the way, and found that after the two people left the sword workshop, they did not immediately go out of the city, but went to the vicinity of the slums in the west of the city, the ghost shadow did not know what the two people wanted, flew to report, how to act next, and asked the lord to continue to show down!"

"Hmm, the slums west of the city?"

Hearing this, Ximen's majestic eyes suddenly opened, and the essence opened and closed, which was extremely terrifying, he just frowned, and then sneered: "The slums in the west of the city, isn't that the place where the old immortal remnants of Uncle Tai's family live, it seems that that kid is still not dead, and wants to find Uncle Tai's family to refine swords for him, but unfortunately, he has the wrong idea-"

Snorted coldly: "Since the innate blood crystal appeared in front of me, how can I let you hand it over to Uncle Tai's family, there is no one in the west of the city, it is the place to test the sword, that old man has stayed in Xicheng for decades, and has been lazy to do it, just take this opportunity to solve it together, offend me Ximen Xionglie, I will let you know what kind of fate it will be, even if you don't go out of the city, I can kill you." ”

"After all, the next Xuan King is just a lower Xuan King, there is a big gap from my rank, don't think that you are young, you have become the realm of the Xuan King, look at the sky, I will let the battle tell you, the gap is the gap, there is no way to make up, and against me, it is doomed to your end!"

"No matter how big a genius is, if he falls, he is not a genius. ”

"Stand by here when I get back—"

As soon as the words fell, Ximen's majestic figure had disappeared, and the whole person flew up in the blink of an eye, swept out of the Ximen Sword Workshop, and the whole person spread his wings like a big peng, and in the middle of the way, he suddenly became another person.

This person's face is covered with a strange shape of pure gold mask, only a pair of eyes are exposed, and he is wearing a black and purple robe, and when the clothes are flipped, five blood-colored bats can be faintly seen, which are lifelike with the fluctuation of the clothes, and they are quickly heading towards the west of the city.

If someone were in mid-air at this time and saw this figure like the Nine Heavens Demon God, they would definitely be so frightened that their courage would be shattered, because this person was none other than one of the most famous thieves in the Heavenly Dragon North, who had been famous for thirty years, and was notorious and murderous - the Demon King, Yan Falcon.