Chapter 701: Serving the Sword with Blood
"Are they ......" Murong Fu's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to ask the rest of the words, so he said instead, "Thank you Miss Kang for your kindness, but I won't leave, if someone dares to hurt them, I will let the entire Xia Ke Island be buried with me." ”
After a pause, he added, "Including you!"
After saying that, he left without looking back.
"Go, go, die, megalomania!" Kang Shumin was stunned for a long time before he said a little angrily, then stomped his feet and walked away quickly.
Along the way, Murong Fu's body was full of murderous intent, and wherever he passed, the void was almost frozen, and Long Feifei, who had been holding his hand tightly, only felt cold through his body, from the previous conversation between the two, she could naturally hear something, and thought to herself, if his friend was really hurt by something, I was afraid that he would be the first person to be killed by him to vent his anger.
For a while, my heart was both scared, regretful, a little sad, and even a little jealous, which can be described as extremely complicated......
The road is sometimes down, sometimes up, after Murong Fu calculated in his heart, he found that the two of them were climbing up, there was no other fork in the road, about seven or eight miles, bursts of heat rushed to the face, and after a while, the front suddenly lit up, and a large area of fiery red light came.
After a glance around, the stone walls on both sides of the road have changed from the original black-brown to dark red, and the rocks on the wall have been polished to a bright light, and the faint red light is circulating, as if there is a metallic luster.
At the end of the road, there is a huge stone door that is three zhang high, the red light is revealed from the crack in the door, and the dragon flying and phoenix dancing above the stone door are engraved with three big characters, "casting sword pool".
Murong Fu paused, let go of Long Feifei's hand, and said lightly, "Let's go, next time we meet, maybe you will be my enemy, and I will not show mercy to my subordinates then." ”
Long Feifei felt a faint pain in his heart, and grabbed Murong Fu's palm with his backhand, "Don't you think about it, you didn't ...... If you don't cure me, I won't let you go. ”
In his heart, he thought: He said that the next time we meet, he will be the enemy, which means that he will not kill me this time, so I will always follow him, so naturally it will not be next time.
Murong Fu glanced at her coldly and didn't say anything, but just as he was about to push the stone gate, Long Feifei pulled his arm.
"What?" Murong Fu asked with a slight frown.
"I ......" Long Feifei hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I know a way, I can sneak in, and if your friend is inside, I will definitely be able to save it." ”
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Lead the way." ”
After thinking about it, he said, "Thank you." ”
Long Feifei's heart was filled with sweetness for no reason, and he whispered, "No thanks." ”
Then Long Feifei pulled Murong Fu to the side of the stone gate, pressed it on an inconspicuous rock, only to hear a sound of "click", and on the right side of the stone gate, a secret door actually opened.
"From this secret passage, you can enter the sword-casting pool silently, and you can also see everything in the sword-casting pool. Long Feifei took Murong Fu's hand and entered the secret door, explaining as he could.
Murong Fu didn't say much, inside the secret door was a low and narrow stone staircase, which could only allow one person to pass through at most, and the stone steps were almost straight up, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to climb up.
A quarter of an hour later, Murong Fu and Long Feifei stood behind a fiery red rock, which seemed to grow out of the mountain wall, sticking out half a zhang long, and a platform was carved out of the highest part of the rock.
However, Murong Fu did not go to the most conspicuous place, but stood behind the rock, poking out a pair of eyes to look at the so-called sword casting pool.
Sure enough, as Long Feifei said, here, you can see all the situations in the sword casting pool.
This is a huge cave, at least a hundred zhang square, and traces of knives and axes can be seen everywhere on the mountain wall, but Murong Fu believes that this is by no means something that can be opened up by manpower, most likely because there was such a cave in this place, and it was later artificially repaired and expanded to its current appearance.
The bottom of the cave is covered with large blue and white stone slabs, but because of the age, the blue and white stones have turned reddish-brown, and there is magma flowing between some stone crevices, which looks like many stone slabs are spread in the magma lake.
In the center of the underground, there is a fire pool of more than ten zhang square, the fire pool is bottomless, the red flame in the pool is rolling, the heat wave is steaming, the heat in the hole is poured ninety percent from this, if the person with a slightly lower internal force is in the hole, I am afraid that it is very difficult to breathe.
What shocked Murong Fu the most was that there was a Heavenly Giant Sword inserted in the middle of the fire pool.
This sword is only exposed to the ground of the part of the height of thirteen or fourteen zhang, more than eight zhang wide, the sword body is black, carved with many complex patterns, simple atmosphere, the blade of the sword is a little red, I don't know whether it is roasted red by the fire, or it itself is reflective.
"Is this the Heavenly Sword?" Murong Fu was shocked, and couldn't help muttering, who could hold such a big sword?
Long Feifei rolled his eyes and whispered, "This is the method of internal refining, and the real sword is in the center of this sword. ”
"The method of internal refining?" Murong Fu frowned slightly, he didn't know much about sword casting, he only knew how to smelt the materials first, put them into the mold made in advance, and beat the casting and molding, but he didn't know what the method of internal refining was.
Long Feifei swept away the previous heaviness, and explained with his eyebrows fluttering, "In fact, it is a kind of sword, a sword that really needs to be cast, in this giant sword, the swordsmith sets the corresponding process in this giant sword, and then adds the materials required for sword casting, and then casts the sword inside by refining the giant sword outside, in fact, this is the same principle as planting flowers and grass." ”
"And this kind of sword-forging method?" Murong was taken aback when he re-ascended, how could it be like listening to a mythical story?
"What's so strange about this, every divine weapon has its own special method of forging a sword, but the 'method of internal refining' was rarely used even in ancient times, not to mention the long time, it can easily take more than a hundred years, and the materials consumed in it are not even imaginable by ordinary people,"
"But the sword made in this way is natural, impeccable, and powerful. ”
Long Feifei seemed to be very interested in forging a piece, and as he spoke, he looked at the Optimus Greatsword, his eyes full of brilliance.
Murong Fu finally understood the so-called "method of internal refining", although he didn't know what the internal structure of this giant sword was, but he thought that just to build the giant sword outside, the financial and material resources spent would be at least more than one million taels of gold, not to mention most of the heavenly and earthly treasures, and they had to be invested in the real sword inside.
After staring at it for a long time, Murong Fu withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the hundreds of people standing in front of the fire pool.
Among these people, most of them were all in blood-red robes, about 200 people, of different ages, some were thirty or forty years old, some were eighteen or nineteen years old, and many of them were still seen by Murong Fu a few days ago, and they were some of the people sitting on the disciple's seat when he drank Laba porridge that day.
At this moment, these people formed a phalanx, standing at the front of the crowd, with almost no expression on their bodies, standing motionless, and the heat in the fire pool hit them indifferently.
Behind the blood-robed man, there stood the second island master of Longmu, the head of the Tang family with half a mask on his face, the head of the Fang family wearing an elegant robe, and the head of the Li family with a rickety body.
The five stared intently at the Greatsword, as if something was going to come out of there.
In addition, there were some people dressed in servant clothes standing on all sides, about a hundred and ten people, each holding a plate in his hand, and a jade bottle in the middle of the plate.
Not far from the stone gate, there were sixty or seventy corpses lying in different costumes, different costumes and costumes, different from the disciples of the six major families, but like the heroes of the Central Plains, who had been dead for a long time at the moment, just because of the heat in the cave, the skin was still red, and it looked no different from the living.
Previously, when he was in the twenty-fourth stone chamber, the Dragon Island Lord came and went in a hurry, and yesterday he had to report the accident in the sword pool, I think it was such a person, I don't know what they are doing here, is it to steal the Heavenly Sword?
"What are they doing?" Murong Fu asked in a low voice towards Long Feifei.
Because there are not many places to stand on the rocks, Long Feifei's petite body and Murong Fu are close together at this moment, as if snuggling in his arms, his little face is flushed, and when he hears Murong repeatedly ask, he shook his head and said, "How do I know, this is also the first time I have been here." ”
Murong Fu obviously didn't believe it, "The first time you come here, you will know the secret passage here?"
"Oops!" Long Feifei's face turned a little redder, "People once came here secretly to play, but at that time, their skills were shallow, and they couldn't resist the heat in the cave, and they fainted as soon as they arrived here, or Grandpa Zeng's discovery was timely, otherwise I would have gone to see Lord Yama a long time ago." ”
Murong Fu's face was noncommittal, and he asked, "What do those people who pass on red clothes do?"
"They?" Long Feifei poked out his little head to glance at, "It should be the Blood Sword Guard." ”
Murong Fu had a guess in his heart, and his face didn't show any surprise, but the top priority at the moment was to find Zhou Zhiruo and them first, even if he was curious, this was not a place to stay for a long time.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the Dragon Island Lord suddenly said, "The time has come, serve the sword with blood!"
The Blood Sword Guard phalanx in front of him immediately spread out in all directions, surrounding the fire pool, and then stretched out his right hand, and with a slight swipe of his left hand on his right wrist, a pillar of blood erupted.
"Master Li?" The island owner surnamed Mu turned his head to look at the old man surnamed Li, and the meaning was self-evident.
The Dragon Island Lord also laughed, "Old man Li, you are old, but you have to be leisurely, since you want to protect future generations, there is naturally a price." ”
The old man surnamed Li snorted coldly, stepped forward slowly, stretched out an arm, his skin was wrinkled and muttered, but he still did not hesitate to cut through the blood vessels, and a column of blood shot out, don't look at his age, he looked half-dead, but the column of blood shot out was the most powerful of all.