Iron Smelting Courage looked at Wang Feifei, who was holding in his hand, interrupted his unspoken words and said: "The kid to build this weapon for you is also a kind of progress for the old man, the more difficult the blade, if it is successful, the more you will gain, so you don't have to thank the old man! This time, after the old man chatted with the medical fairy, Yu Casting has a new inspiration, if the casting of these seven swords for you this time is smooth, the old man should also have the opportunity to create a void weapon in his lifetime!"

"Void Weapon, how could the Medicine Immortal give inspiration to his predecessors?" Wang Feiyu naturally knew about the legendary weapon above the Nine Grades, but he had never seen such a weapon.

"Why can't it? Don't forget that high-grade weapons all have meridians. Refining Iron Courage laughed when he said this, "Okay, don't mention this kid! After mentioning you for a while, the old man finally gave a sulk!"

"Sulking?" Wang Feiyi, who was being lifted, crooked the corners of his mouth, a little puzzled.

"If it weren't for the old man, do you think you would be able to have this kind of weapon now?" Tell you a little Taoist, in addition to the materials that the old man told you before, there are also several other treasures added to it, which are not something you kid can understand! Hmph!" As he spoke, he shook his hand and threw the Wang Feifu he was carrying to the entrance passage, "Quench it tomorrow, and give it to the old man to come and guard it early!"

"Then the junior went to have a meal, so come and guard!"

"There's no need for this, I'll count the hour, and you'll come at the time of the rabbit!"

"Senpai, that's not a rabbit—"

"Shut up! Are you a senior or am I a senior?"

"Yes, the junior will retire!" Saying that, Wang Feiyu turned around and ran out, and Ye Qingchou, who was waiting outside, hurriedly stepped forward, "How is it?

"I'm going to be personally involved in quenching tomorrow. ”

"With your blood?"

"Senior Brother Ye, how do you know?"

"I'm a marquis, I still know a lot of things, since I called you, what else can it be besides asking for your blood?" Ye Qingchou said again: "It's not defeated! Your weapon is really not easy to do, and Feng Jiaojiao's blade is said to be an ancestral heirloom!" Ye Qingchou said and suddenly looked at the collar behind Wang Fei's neck, "I said non-defeated, why is there a black handprint on your clothes?"

"Refining seniors grabbed it!"

"Catchy?" Ye Qingchou's eyes gurgled and turned, and then let go of Wang Feixuan, "Let's go!"

......

After eating, Wang Feifei asked the Nine Ghosts to prepare a bedroom for him, and chose a quiet retreat alone to spend the remaining few hours, and he lay directly on the bed with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Most of the swordsmanship in this world is consistent, one person, one heart, one sword, the pursuit of the way of the sword to the extreme, looking for their own humanity, and then exploring the way of heaven, and the concept of multiple swords is actually a little too scattered and clever, too many thoughts, and the way of the sword, is not a good thing.

Since the Guiyun faction officially re-emerged from the rivers and lakes, Wang Feifu doesn't know how, there is always a feeling that he will have a lot of bloody battles to fight next, at this time, what he lacks most as a martial artist is not the exercises, elixirs, etc., but experience, a breakthrough and test between life and death!

So when he came to this valley, when he designed weapons for himself, he finally chose the most effective style against the enemy, and his "Shangqing Xiaoyaolu" and "Thoughts of Mending the Heavens" can support him to control multiple swords by himself, and when he was taken away by outsiders in the world, he actually got a sword formation, which is also the biggest reason why he built these seven swords, and the formation is called "Nine Songs of the Yellow River" , called Jiuqu, but only seven swords are enough, and the rest is the air sword to cooperate to produce a sense of change, that is to say, "Yellow River Nine Songs" itself also has a qi sword method with qi as a sword.

"With his calm understanding of the truth of the sword, it is better to struggle in the fight, and practice the sword in life and death!" Wang Feiyu sighed, as a man, there is always blood, he understands that he may be reincarnated, even if the blood in his heart is always relatively gentle, even if the passion in his heart is always relatively gentle, even if he is fierce, he is also in the time of being a 'porter' and a debater, but as a martial artist is far from enough!

"Holding a sword is survival first, and survival holding a sword is killing the way! Let me ponder this way of survival first, leave it to perfection, and stab all those who threaten me to death, and then march into the supreme!" Just talking to himself, Wang Feifei closed his eyes and recuperated, gave up any thoughts, just quietly felt the ups and downs, surges, and changes of the vitality of the heaven and earth around him, which contained infinite mysteries, that was the hidden place of heaven and earth, even if he left some traces of continuous observation, even if he often felt that there was only a slight understanding, but this is practice, and only perseverance and perseverance are the ultimate way out......

...... Puff ...... Puff ...... A fierce knock on the door came, breaking the calm that Wang Feizhen had maintained for several hours, and the wooden door squeaked open, "What's wrong with Big Brother Nine Ghosts? Isn't the time yet up?"

"The situation has changed, hurry up and follow me to my master!"

"Okay!" Wang Feixuan said and followed closely, Ye Qingchou and Zui Lingshuang, who were also staying here, quietly paid attention, Ye Qingchou had also asked if he could be on the scene before, but unfortunately the iron smelting gall was just a sentence: "Except for the calf nose, you are all unrelated people!"

Wang Feifei followed the nine ghosts, and suddenly the earth shook suddenly, boom-boom-as if something was about to rush out of the ground!

From the analysis of the source of the shock, it was the location of the six-zhang furnace, and the vibration led everyone over, and they rushed out of the house one by one, running towards the place where the stove was, "What are you all doing here? Hearing the sound of the iron smelting gall that was full of true qi and came from afar, Drunk Lingshuang stepped on it, and quickly caught up with Wang Feiyu and the Nine Ghosts, and then they came to the entrance of the underground passage together......

At this time, in the passage leading to the underground furnace, several disciples with low skill were rushing out, their faces were burning red, their bodies were scorched, and the backs of their hands were covered with scalded blisters! Wang Feiyu saw that he didn't know why, he suddenly felt anxious, and suddenly grabbed the arm of one of the disciples, and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

The disciple knew that this Taoist priest was the one, so he didn't dare to slack off, but just said, "It's too hot inside! Our skills are insufficient, so we can't stay inside! Daoist Wang hurry in, your weapon will be completely completed!"

As soon as he entered, a heat wave hit him, and Wang Feiyu hurriedly spread his gang qi all over the province to resist the heat wave and rushed downward......

In the dark passage, the firelight became heavier and heavier, as if everything in the ground was burning, blazing, the fire rose and fell, and suddenly slammed and slammed, and then in the six-zhang furnace in the cave, a colorful flame suddenly appeared, and then it turned pure white!

Seeing this scene, Wang Fei was defeated, and Drunk Lingshuang was a little shocked, but the nine ghosts together were excited......

"Hahaha......" A voice of ecstasy came from the place of the stove.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it! Unexpectedly, the old man had an idea, and he actually realized the earth yang blazing fire of his own sect, and gathered the earth fire to regenerate the divine fire! Hahaha, from now on, the old man is the true inheritance of the Bingyuan Pavilion! Senior brother, this is the last time the old man will call you like this! I am finally going to trample you under my feet, and I want you to be trampled under my feet for the rest of your life...... Hahaha......"

Originally, Wang Feishu was still a little worried, but when he heard the sound of smelting iron gall, he finally let go of his worries a little, and followed the nine ghosts to the front, at this time, in the white flames, the colors of the five elements of green, yellow, red, white, and black kept jumping, of which two were white and two were black......

A colorful light suddenly rose in the white fire, showing a coolness in the scorching heat, but Wang Feiyi knew that these were all illusions brought by the extremely hot temperature to the human body, because in front of his eyes, the surrounding rock walls were glazed, which was a sign of the melting of the rock under the high temperature......

Around the furnace, only the Iron Smelter was still standing, discharging the flames that kept pouring up, like a giant, using his true qi to freeze the seven weapons in the air, and then wielding the hammer to do the final blow to the seven swords, the whole process was repeated over and over again.

"This is incredible...... Drunk Lingshuang said, but he released his own qi, protected Wang Feiyi and the Nine Ghosts, and then took the two of them to the front of the Iron Refining Gall.

"Here, wait a minute! It's going to be completely finished!" said the iron smelter and clanked again, his eyes were so focused, and the arc of his movements was full of beauty, even if the blisters on his arms were burned by the white fire of unknown temperature, he didn't stop, you must know that this is the fire of the mortal realm, and it was actually burned through a little by the flames of the same genus!

"Drunk Lingshuang, you first wrap the sword with the most chilling true qi! Wang Feifei, as soon as Drunk Lingshuang wraps it with true qi, you will merge your true qi into your blood, true yuan, bloodletting!"

"Yes!"

With the words, seven sharp swords with white fire were sent to Wang Feiyu by the iron smelting gall, and then a stream of extremely cold and extremely yin true qi turned into the quenching spring water and wrapped the seven swords, temporarily suppressing the white fire and high temperature on the swords, and stabbing a wave of blood poured onto the seven swords.

Thorn ...... Fire and true qi, blood and water reacted greatly, and in the absence of water vapor to resist the white fire, Zui Lingshuang's cold true qi became the best quenching thing......

Dingdingding......

There was a clear sound, and seven swords were stuck in the ground, and the iron smelter was panting, "Boy, don't let them down......"

In the small courtyard of the iron smelting gall, the iron smelting gall, Wang Feirui, Zui Lingshuang, Ye Qingchou, Sanniang, Huo Qinglong, and the eve of the dream, the nine ghosts all gathered together, and there were seven swords shining with different lights and a sword box on the table.