On the Huayang Sect, the sun was shining, and countless birds and beasts were all still, prostrate and bowed their heads.

These rays of light quickly condensed, and then took the entire alchemy place as a starting point and soared into the sky.

At this moment, within a radius of thousands of miles, you could feel that there was sword intent constantly converging in the direction of Huayang Sect.

Li Xiuping's feet suddenly exerted force at this moment, and his whole body rose directly from the ground, and the firewood knife in his left hand continued to absorb the sword intent that had gathered, and then gathered in the casting hammer in his right hand through his body.

"Condensation!"

Li Xiuping held the casting hammer and smashed it into the fine iron that was wrapped in light at this moment.

Heaven and earth are silent, and the final word is settled.

As the hammer fell, the entire pillar of light exploded instantly, turning into a flood of light and sprinkling down, but it did not fall directly to the ground, but continued to pour into the piece of fine iron.

As these rays of light merged, the light on the fine iron grew stronger and stronger, and finally became extremely dazzling.

A powerful sword qi instantly soared into the nine heavens, and the sea of clouds dispersed.

The light around the fine iron began to restrict, and finally disappeared completely.

Refined iron or fine iron, there is not much change.

Li Xiuping held the casting hammer in his hand and rushed towards the piece of fine iron again, first smashing the piece of fine iron from top to bottom, smashing the piece of fine iron to the ground, but before the fine iron landed, Li Xiuping appeared on the ground first, picked up the casting hammer with his backhand, and smashed the falling fine iron into the sky again.

The dirt under Li Xiuping's feet exploded in an instant, and his whole person rose directly into the sky, and after catching up with the flying fine iron, he smashed down with a hammer.

Repeatedly, Li Xiuping's speed became faster and faster, and he swung the casting hammer more and more, and it didn't look like he was forging a sword, but more like he was fighting a battle.

As the casting hammer continued to hit the piece of fine iron, the fine iron also began to change, faintly turning into the appearance of a long sword.

Above the Huayang Sect, countless people were stunned at this moment.

This is Mr. Ouyeel's sword-forging technique?

No one knew that Mr. Ou Ye had forged countless swords in his life, just to imagine Li Xiuping at this moment, and suppress all the sword intent that he didn't have time to react in the long sword through this means. It's a pity that this dream was not realized until he died, and none of the swords he forged in this life could truly satisfy him.

Half of the top ten weapons in the weapon spectrum are from Mr. Ouye, but even if it is Mr. Ouye's most proud work, the peerless magic weapon named "Homecoming", can only be ranked fourth and cannot enter the top three.

Of course, in terms of sword-forging skills, Mr. Ou Ye can be said to be flawless, and the current Li Xiuping naturally cannot be compared, so even if Li Xiuping's current means surpass that of Mr. Ou Ye, it is only because he is a monk who has already built a foundation. Therefore, the sword forged is far from reaching the level of Mr. Ouye.

After all, Li Xiuping had never forged a sword, and this was the first time in his life.

After all, although Li Xiuping inherited the mantle of Mr. Ouye, the sword-casting method is destined to be different from Mr. Ouye, because he needs to use the sword casting to practice, and then use the practice to forge the sword, and the two complement each other. With Li Xiuping's current realm strength, even if he squandered all his sword intent, he would not be able to forge those blades on the weapon spectrum.

If he wants to improve the grade of the sword he forges, he can only keep improving his own strength, and to constantly improve his strength, he must continue to forge the sword.

This is Li Xiuping's practice, the path of cultivation that Mr. Ou Ye pointed out to Li Xiuping all his life, a path of cultivation that no one has ever walked before.

Therefore, although Li Xiuping is a disciple of Mr. Ouye, the way of forging the sword will inevitably be completely different from Mr. Ouye, because he wants to surpass Mr. Ouye, which is the same idea and goal of Mr. Ouye and Li Xiuping......

The furious sword aura began to restrain itself, and the long sword began to gradually take shape.

"Spiritual weapons."

In the distance, Fang Tianhe looked at the long sword that was gradually taking shape, and closed the coffin.

Spirit weapons are indeed rare, but they are not something unusual, and in some small sects, they may be regarded as the treasure of the town sect by the sect. But this is the Huayang Sect, and the Huayang Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and has such a powerful foundation as the Five Peerless Mountains, although many magic weapons of not low grade have been continuously lost and pawned by the Huayang Sect from generation to generation. But as a disciple of the Huayang Sect, his vision and insight are far from being comparable to those small sects.

However, although this sword was only a spiritual weapon, it was enough to shake the entire cultivation world, because Li Xiuping was the disciple of Mr. Ou Ye, the great master of sword casting, the only disciple. And now he has begun to forge swords, and the first sword is a spiritual weapon, and he will definitely be able to reach the height of Mr. Ouyee in the future, and even surpass Mr. Ouye......

At this time, the casting hammer in Li Xiuping's hand directly exploded entirely, and the sword hovering in mid-air was also fully formed.

Li Xiuping took a step forward, his expression was arrogant, and he held the sword with his right hand, and the sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The sword is formed, but it's not really finished.

Li Xiuping raised the long sword in his hand and said proudly: "Borrow the aura of heaven and earth to temper the sword body." ”

The aura of the entire Huayang Sect seemed to have been summoned at this moment, and it frantically surged towards Li Xiuping, to be precise, towards the long sword in his hand.

Huayang Sect is an ancient sect with a long heritage, and the selected mountain gate must be a place where the aura of heaven and earth is particularly abundant, and now it is called by Li Xiuping, and the momentum is suddenly amazing.

Li Xiuping couldn't absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but the sword he forged could.

As some spiritual energy continued to pour into the sword body, the originally ordinary long sword also instantly radiated and was full of spirituality.

The long sword has a spirit, and it is a spiritual sword. As for whether the sword spirit can be conceived, it will take a long time to precipitate.

"Borrow the sword intent of mountains and rivers to open its blade."

Li Xiuping spoke again.

One after another sword intents continued to appear, violent and wanton, frantically impacting the sword in Li Xiuping's hand, and the original blunt blade also became sharp and unparalleled under the impact of these sword intents.

In this way, the sword is still one step away, even if it is forged.

And this final step is to choose a name.

Li Xiuping hung the long sword upside down, replaced the firewood knife in his left hand with his right hand, and then used the knife as a pen and began to carve on the sword.

After a while, three big words appeared on the sword: "Shake Kunlun!" ”

Seeing Li Xiuping's name for this sword, all the powerhouses of Huayang Sect frowned.

Is it arrogance, or is it self-confidence?

A spirit sword dares to take such a name without shame.

Kunlun Mountain, which is one of the three mountains, is a real immortal holy land. Don't say that a spirit sword, even if it is a god soldier in the top three of the table tennis spectrum, it may not be able to shake the entire Kunlun Mountain.

Li Xiuping put away the firewood knife and held the long sword called "Shaking Kunlun" in his hand, all the sword rays were instantly restrained, and countless sword intents also dissipated in an instant, and the vision that enveloped the entire Huayang Sect also disappeared in an instant, and heaven and earth returned to calm.

The young man raised his sword to the sky, as if he was asking countless people in Huayang Sect again, and as if he was asking Cangtian: "Can my sword shake Kunlun?" ”

No one answered, and the heavens and the earth were silent, like a drop of rain falling on the sea, without waves.

At this moment, even the wind was quiet, like a mockery and contempt for the young man; Everything seems to feel that the young man is arrogant and ignorant, and he doesn't know the height of the sky.

And somewhere in the far north, in a mountain range covered by heavy snow all year round, there stands a sect that has existed for an unknown number of years, and in this extremely cold land has become a world full of flowers.

It should have been an extremely quiet and peaceful place, but at this moment, the heavens and the earth shook, and the birds and beasts neighed, as if they had suddenly felt a powerful and terrible crisis.

The wind is raging, and the cherry blossoms are colorful.

Countless figures with powerful breaths continued to appear, rushing towards a jade pillar that stood between heaven and earth. On top of the jade pillar, there is a mirror, also known as Kunlun, which can see thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the future and the past......

This mirror, which represents the fate of Kunlun Mountain, this treasure that has been inherited for 10,000 years, has a trace of crack at this moment, although it is very subtle, but on a mirror, it is extremely dazzling.

Countless Kunlun Mountain powerhouses were all staring at this mirror at the moment, their faces pale.

"Mountain Lord, what the hell is going on?"

Someone asked.

An old man in a snow-white robe with a white beard shook his head, then pinched a seal knot with both hands and withdrew towards the Kunlun Mirror.

The next moment, the Kunlun Mirror shone brightly, and then thousands of miles of rivers and mountains appeared in the mirror in an instant, with a slight trace of luck constantly shuttling, and finally stopped at a place called Huayang Sect, locked on a young man named Li Xiuping.

Everyone looked at the young man in the mirror, he was holding a long sword, his expression was proud, and his eyes were determined and confident.

"It's him!"

The snow-white old man frowned slightly, and the knots on his hands changed again.

In the mirror, the age of the teenager is getting younger, and some past events related to the teenager continue to appear in the mirror......

All the past events were ordinary and there was nothing surprising about them, but only after he followed Mr. Ouye, the previous events could not be further investigated.

"Humph!"

The snow-white old man snorted coldly, and the seal knot changed again, wanting to forcibly break the obstacle.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the crack on the Kunlun mirror actually became a little bigger.

The old man's brows furrowed even deeper, and after a short hesitation, he could only give up.

The old man no longer traced the boy's past, and the boy in the mirror returned to his proper age and appeared where he was.

As the Kunlun mirror stabilized, the old man's seal knot changed again, and the young man in the mirror changed again, this time to become larger.

Since the past cannot be searched, then the future should be investigated.

The next moment, the old man's face changed suddenly, and his entire face was instantly pale as paper, with almost no trace of blood.

"Poof!"

The old man immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood and splattered it on the Kunlun Mirror.

With the nourishment of this blood, the cracks on the Kunlun mirror began to shrink, and finally disappeared completely. And the scene in the mirror, along with the boy, also disappeared directly, and the whole mirror became empty, only reflecting the vast sky.

"Mountain Master!"

All the Kunlun Mountain powerhouses exclaimed in surprise, with shocked expressions.

This young man's life was so terrible that even the mountain lord of Kunlun Mountain suffered a backlash. You must know that this Venerable Kunlun is the master of one of the three mountains, an existence second only to the two immortals, and a true Mahayana powerhouse......

The old man raised his hand to stop everyone, signaling that he was okay, and then said: "This matter is over, and no one in my Kunlun Mountain is allowed to interfere." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at the Kunlun Mirror, turned around and fell towards the place where he came, and said quietly: "There is a sword from the west......

There were four more words behind the old man, but no one could hear them.