Ouyang Yan was idle, and he heard Yuan Shixian's voice from afar, and he was so anxious.

He hurriedly stood up, looked condescendingly, and saw Yuan Shixian in the distance screaming at himself in the distance.

He hurriedly responded and waved his hand, knowing that he had made him worried, and his heart was touched.

After receiving Ouyang Yan's response, Yuan Shixian's excited expression was overflowing, and he cursed: "You kid made Ge Bai worried......

After knowing that Ouyang Yan was still alive and well, Yuan Shixian felt relaxed all over, lying leisurely on this boulder and crossing Erlang's legs, taking out the wine gourd and drinking the wine.

He couldn't figure out why Ouyang Yan hadn't come down yet, and he was still waiting to cast a sword embryo for him.

Time slipped away in the flick of his fingers, and two days had passed, and Ouyang Yan had sat cross-legged on the edge of the crater in the past two days, absorbing the faint power of pure yang in this flame.

And "Eight Yang Sword." At this time, it had begun to take shape, wrapped in the flames like a fiery dragon, emitting a golden light that contrasted sharply with the blood-red flames.

It was as if a ball of golden light was wrapped in this flame and calcined, but the golden light overflowed, breaking through the wall of flames and shining outside.

A dragon-like sound came from the Eight Yang Sword, the sound was very small, but it was very loud.

Ouyang Yan was very happy, because he could personally feel the dynamics of the Eight Yang Sword.

The Bayang Sword was calcined in the flames, the gold juice was solidifying, and the entire sword body was golden and beautiful.

Moreover, the ninety-six formations in the sword body were in motion, like life force.

This sword is no longer mortal, and with the formation engraved in the sword body, it seems to give him wisdom and life.

Because it was Ouyang Yan, he felt it the most, because the formation was drawn by him with his own blood as ink, and he had a feeling of flesh and blood.

It's not hard to imagine when this one is called "Eight Yangs." "How handy it will be when the sword is really calcined.

It was as if his blood was flowing inside the sword, like a part of his body.

Even now he has a feeling that as long as he thinks about it, this embryonic Eight Yang Sword will break through the flames and come to his hands.

But he didn't do that, and now the sword hasn't been forged, so it can't be lost.

"This sword and eight yangs will accompany me to eternity. Ouyang Yan sighed, the corners of his mouth hung an arc, and the excitement in his heart overflowed.

"A man has only one sword in his life, soothing the injustices of heaven and earth!" he sighed in his heart, and let out a long breath, all the words in these two poems.

There was an incomprehensible luster surging in his eyes, like longing and hatred.

He saw that this piece of heaven and earth was about to usher in the most grand and lively day, and the New Year was coming.

This is a big day for the whole world to celebrate, with gongs and drums everywhere and the whole country to celebrate.

The family is reunited, and what about themselves, where is the home?

When he thought of these things, he felt a sense of sadness and hatred.

He just touched the scene, and suddenly thought of Nianguan, and then thought of the fifteen years he had spent in Ouyang Mansion in the past fifteen years.

"After the end of the year, it is the time to open the Jinke, my Ouyang Yan's new life, let's start here!" Ouyang Yan stood up, looked up to the sky and roared, and chose his own path.

After another three days, the Eight Yang Sword had been completely formed at this time.

The golden light was rolling and galloping, as if the golden dragons were galloping, breaking through the blockade of the flames and rolling around the Eight Yang Sword.

Ouyang Yan was very much looking forward to the real casting of this sword, it was the first time he had cast the sword, and he cherished it very much.

Seeing that the sky has darkened, and it is about to usher in the dark night, this golden light is too conspicuous.

Yuan Shixian, who was waiting for Ouyang Yan in the distance, saw this golden light like a dragon, and he was shocked there, he didn't expect that Ouyang Yan didn't need his help, and he actually forged such a powerful sword.

"How did he do it?" Yuan Shixian muttered in shock, he saw that above the crater in the distance, the golden light was like a dragon, and a golden long sword wrapped in flames was floating in the flames.

The voice of the Divine Gate resounded in Ouyang Color's mind, and said, "The time is almost ripe, let's melt the lamp soul into it." ”

As soon as Shenmen's words were finished, a wick the size of a fingernail and shaped like a tiny waning moon appeared in his hand.

The hand was feminine and a little heavy, and there was a power that made his soul feel comfortable in the wick.

In the blink of an eye, he wrapped the wick with the power of pure yang, and then flicked his fingers and sent it into the Eight Yang Sword, which was about to be successfully cast.

Rumble!

The wick of the waning moon lantern was integrated into the Eight Yang Sword, and a loud bang suddenly sounded, blowing up the flames that were wrapped in the Eight Yang Sword.

Ouyang Yan was startled, thinking that something had happened, but in the blink of an eye, his tightly knit brows stretched again.

Because at this moment, the golden light of the entire Eight Yang Sword was even more brilliant, like a round of sun, which had a dazzling feeling.

He even felt that after the Bayang Sword was integrated into the wick, the fluctuations on the sword body were more intense.

A dazzling golden light rushed into the night, like a golden dragon flying into the sky, and it was extremely shocking in the night.

This kind of sword with a formation engraved in the body of the sword is no longer an ordinary sword, as if it has its own life.

At this time, hundreds of miles away from here, on an official road on the edge of the Fox Immortal Ridge, a team of people and horses were hurrying with horse lanterns in the night.

There were only about 20 people in this group, with a carriage in the middle, guarded by several tall horses in front and behind.

A curtain on the carriage was lifted by the people inside, revealing an extremely handsome face.

He looked at the night sky, and in his eyes, he seemed to see a treasure light shining in the depths of the Fox Immortal Ridge, which was extremely far away from here.

He immediately spoke, "Stop." ”

The carriage stopped, and all the middle-aged men who were following the carriage and riding a tall horse with an extremely calm complexion asked respectfully, "What do you have the instructions of the young master?" We have now arrived at the Fox Immortal Ridge, which is only four hundred miles away from Dongfang City. ”

The handsome young man opened the curtain and walked out, he was dressed in white, his temperament was outstanding, his sword eyebrows and eyes were extremely handsome, his body was like a javelin, and he had a terrifying momentum.

He looked up at the night sky with his hands in his hands, looked in the direction of the Fox Immortal Ridge, and then smiled lightly and said, "I didn't expect that I, Sima Jun, would come to catch the exam, and I could also catch a glimpse of the treasure light in this barren mountain, it seems to be a chance." ”

After the end of the year, it is the time to open the Jinke ceremony, and now some candidates from the state capital who are far away from Dongfang City have begun to rush to Dongfang City to prepare for the national ceremony of opening Jinke.

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