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After listening to Ye Bai's explanation, the old man couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Of course there is a way, I can't do such a trivial thing, what kind of swordsmith is it, Uncle Tai's family has been casting swords for thousands of years, and there are countless problems encountered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When Ye Bai heard this, he was speechless for a moment, but he was also relieved in his heart.

Think about it, such a huge sword-casting workshop, it must be common to want to separate something, even if there is no free iron, they must have other ways, in this world, although there is only one end, but there are thousands of roads.

No one has stipulated that free iron must be needed to separate the purple yin iron essence from this iron sword, and having free iron is only for rookies like Ye Bai to be separated, and without free iron, Ye Bai can't do it, which doesn't mean that the old man who is proficient in this way can't do it.

Next, it was the formal procedure for forging the sword, and Ye Bai couldn't understand it anyway, so he didn't mix with it, just waited quietly.

And in the process of forging the sword, the old man's incomparably complicated casting methods, and the mellow and exquisite iron thaumaturgy surprised Ye Bai, only then did he know that the uncle's family has been famous for thousands of years, not without reason, maybe in terms of cultivation, Ye Bai is several times higher than the old man, but in terms of the attainment of sword casting, ten Ye Bai is not as good as one finger of the old man.

Everything the old man did opened Ye Bai's eyes and shocked him, and slowly, he realized a kind of harmony from the process of the old man's sword-casting. In the spiritual realm of flowing clouds, in the continuous observation and study, his sword realm unconsciously improved slightly.

This discovery surprised him greatly, and then he understood what the ancients said, the law is three thousand. But the true principle of the unification of the avenue.

It has also improved his temperament a lot.

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Three months later, the three swords that had gradually taken shape had gradually taken shape under the old man's superb sword-casting skills, or heavy, or simple, or sharp...... Each has its own characteristics, and its majesty is beginning to take shape. The three sword intent that dominated the world began to emerge faintly.

Even if Ye Bai was just pulling the fire on the side. But he was also shocked by the sword intent of these three swords. Among the sword stones, hundreds of long swords, all of them were self-resonant, one by one, and they were finally appeased by Ye Bai.

Now, only one last step is left: the soul is melted, once the soul is melted. to determine their true grade, and final attributes.

This is also the last. It's the most critical step.

In the previous three months of sword forging process, the old man had always been calm and clear. Calmly, but at this moment, facing the soul melting stage of the three sixth-order sword weapons, even he couldn't help but feel nervous, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his palms.

It was quickly evaporated into water vapor by the sword-forging furnace next to it.

The mist was shrouded. But the old man didn't care about it.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the sword casting furnace lined up, the three sharp long swords, next to a stone pillar that was as tall as a person, were placed the five materials that Ye Bai had brought, the innate blood crystal, the Qianbo silver and copper, the Shenxing meteorite iron, the cold light strange iron, and the purple light demon iron that was separated by the old man from the purple yin iron sword.

Five kinds of things emit different lights, whether they are red, silver, or blue...... Among the five items, the purple light demon iron is the most bizarre, it doesn't look like an iron ingot at all, but like a palm-sized purple light, formless and substantial, just floating quietly on the round stone pillar, exuding a demonic light, revealing an extremely peculiar fluctuation.

This is the purple light demon iron that is the most yin and evil in the world, even if it is far away, it can still sense its evil, as if it can affect people's hearts, wisdom, and temperament, Rao is Ye Bai's current strength, and he still feels a palpitation.

He really couldn't imagine that such a strange thing, once it was integrated into a sword, as soon as the sword was attacked, the opponent would have a huge impact, no wonder at the beginning, those mortal swordsmiths, just because of the accidental touch, even fell ill for three months, lost qi and blood, and fell into bad luck, and those junior appraisers did not dare to identify its grade, only dared to call it a murderous thing.

And Ye Bai also knew how difficult it was to fully exert its characteristics and integrate them into a sword, at the beginning, those mortal swordsmiths just inadvertently mixed them together at random, and they didn't play much role at all, the characteristics of the purple light demon iron only leaked a trace, but the power was already unpredictable.

Now, the old man wants to completely volatilize its characteristics, and finally cast a famous sword that is at the top of the world, it is far from mixing them with a few materials at will, which involves all kinds of calculations, doorways, material matching, and sword casting techniques, which are far from ordinary people can imagine.

In the entire underground sword workshop, the atmosphere was extremely condensed.

Wu Mei and Uncle Qianyan also came to the underground sword workshop to watch on this day, but at this moment, no one dared to disturb the old man standing on the sword-casting platform, for fear of distracting him and causing the sword-casting to fail.

The loss was fatal.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, between heaven and earth, the first rays of rising dawn hit the sword-casting platform from the sky outside, through the deep caves in the underground caves, and then through the refraction of countless stone stalactites.

The light is yellow with purple, showing the mystery of heaven and earth.

The old man knew that the best time had come, and finally moved, he yelled: "Ye Bai, maximum firepower!"

On the side, with a slight hook of his fingers, the innate blood crystal had already fallen into his hand.

Ye Bai heard the old man's roar, he had already prepared, he immediately pulled the bellows with all his strength, and suddenly, "Whew!" In the entire sword-casting furnace, a puff of blue flames rose into the sky, rising dozens of zhang in the city, completely enveloping the three swords on the sword-casting platform at the same time.

The old man's fingers punched out countless mystical seals, and the innate blood crystal in his hand slowly melted in his palm, and finally turned into a ball of blood-red liquid, crystal like jade, constantly rolling, exuding a dazzling and beautiful light.

The old man's ten fingers were opened, and his hands were divided to the left and right at the same time, and he pulled hard, and suddenly, this blood-red liquid was immediately divided into three, hanging between his two palms, and pulling into three fiery red blood lines of different lengths.

Of these, one was the longest, several feet long, while the other two were very short, only the thickness of the thumb and the length of the thumb, obviously, the proportions were different.

On the sword-casting platform, the three swords turned red at the same time, and a terrible heat wave broke out, almost throwing the old man on the sword-casting platform out.

However, he seemed to have expected this scene, and his toes were firmly nailed to the sword-casting platform, and the red fire illuminated his figure red, but it could not shake his figure in the slightest.

With a wave of both hands, these three blood-red crystal threads shot at the three unformed swords on the sword-casting platform in three different directions, and as soon as the crystal threads approached the three swords, they were like nectar, sucked up by the three arid land.

Suddenly, the red light of the three swords burst out, one of them was the most intense, and the rich blood light rose to the sky, like a boil. The main body is a long sword made of Qianbo silver and copper, Shenxing meteorite iron, cold light strange iron and some other precious metal dark iron, and at this moment, the whole body becomes crystal red like jade, exuding a smooth and vast edge.

Offstage, Ye Bai, Wu Mei, and Uncle Qianyan stared at the old man tightly, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes.

After the old man completed this work, he still didn't stop, and the remaining materials were all driven into the three long swords according to different proportions, and the three long swords gradually took shape, unlike the iron sword that was just lifeless just now, as if they all had their own lives, and their breath skyrocketed several times.

Especially the long sword headed by the leader, the whole body is blue and red, the light is like a knife, a ** sword qi, automatic diffusion, in the entire furnace, just around this sword, forming a suffocating area, no flame dares to approach.

Ye Bai increased his firepower, and even did not hesitate to use the Xuan King level to inject it into it, and the flames in the sword-casting furnace turned again and again, gradually turning from blue to light purple, and then to dark purple, and finally, the purple contained white, especially next to the sword headed by that, which was even more terrifying, completely turning into blazing white.

That temperature is enough to completely melt a meteorite into steam in an instant.

However, the long sword remained unmoving, as if it had been sucked into the sword-forging furnace, except that the flames were a few points closer.

On the stage, fine beads of sweat had oozed from the old man's forehead, and he was all soaked, and he was dried by the fire, clinging to his body tightly, extremely embarrassed, but he didn't have time to clean it up at all, and his eyes were still just staring at the three swords in the purple and white flames.

Beside him, on the round stone pillar beside him, there were five materials, and in the end, only the purple light demon iron that emitted a demonic light was left, and it was completely unmoved.

This is the final process, and it is also the most difficult process, and now is the time to test the strength of these three swords.

The old man exhaled a few deep breaths, his chest was over-heaved, and he slowly calmed down, he closed his eyes tightly, and only after a while, he suddenly opened them, and in his eyes, the light skyrocketed in an instant, and the essence was terrifying.

Then, he took out a green jade vial from his arms, opened it, and poured a small amount of white powder into the sword-casting furnace in front of him.

Several people hurriedly closed their eyes, and it took a while to get used to it, and when they opened it again, they were already in tears, and when they looked at the sword-casting furnace in the distance, they saw that at this moment, the flames in the furnace turned strangely all black.

Black flames!

Not to mention the surprise of the three of them, at this moment, these black flames finally completely wrapped all the three swords in it, leaving no gaps, the old man did not hesitate, stretched out his hand, and ingested the purple light demon iron on the top of the stone pillar next to him into his hand.

The purple light demon iron fell into the hands of the old man, and he immediately struggled, as if he was alive, knowing the next doom, however, the old man did not hesitate, frowned for a long time, and then ignored the other two sword weapons next to him, and directly stretched out his hand, and melted the entire ball of purple light demon iron into the sword weapon headed by him!

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