Xue Yutang looked at the simple sword in front of him like an iron bar, and looked at Situ Leiming in amazement.

Situ Leiming was a little embarrassed: "At least I think the leaves are still very sharp!"

Xue Yutang had a feeling that he wanted to throw it away, but when he thought of the sharpness of those leaves, he couldn't bear it, but how to take this iron bar!

Xue Yutang muttered: "If only this thing were wrapped around his waist like a belt!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished chanting, the iron bar immediately turned into a string of leaves with its head and tail, and the golden light was very beautiful, Xue Yutang wrapped it around his waist, and when he buckled it, it became a beautiful metal belt.

Situ Leiming sat up straight from his chair all of a sudden: "Sword Spirit! This thing actually produced a Sword Spirit!"

Xue Yutang looked at Situ Leiming, who was startled, suspiciously: "Isn't the sword spirit the soul of the demon clan?"

"Who told you? What you said is a pseudo-sword spirit, the real sword spirit is produced when the sword is cast, but the probability is negligible, and there are no more than ten sword spirits naturally produced from ancient times to the present!"

"So little, how did the sword spirit come about?"

"Who knows! If you know how it came about, how can there be only ten sword spirits!"

In Xue Yutang's cognition, this sword spirit should be the best famous sword cast by a swordsmith to be produced, as far as Situ Leiming looks like this, he doesn't look like a swordsmith, at most he is a ticket holder.

"But it's a pity! I knew that the sword spirit would be generated, so I won't give it to you!" Situ Lei lay down on the chair again.

"Do you have such a master, apprentices are worried about grabbing everything!" Xue Yutang pursed his lips and asked again: "This sword embryo doesn't seem to be top-notch, how can it produce sword spirits, master, you can't be mistaken, right?"

Situ Leiming clicked his lips after drinking: "Who told you that the sword spirit should be produced in the top materials? There are also people who have produced a sword spirit when building an iron-breaking sword!"

"Really?"

"Legends! Who knows if it's true or not!"

"Cut, net fool me!"

"Who fooled you! Once this sword has a sword spirit, it will have growth, and it will be a piece of scrap iron at that time, and it will also become a divine weapon in the future!"

"Impossible, it's not scientific!"

"What is science? The sword spirit has the ability to absorb the aura of heaven and earth independently, everything in this world, which one can be nourished by aura, and what precious materials are not nourished by aura? Do you think it is the fastest time to be quietly buried in the ground and become a treasure after tens of thousands of years of spiritual energy nourishment, or is it faster to actively absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish it and become a treasure?"

Only then did Xue Yutang understand why the sword spirit was so precious.

"Master, then wouldn't I be guilty of it? What if someone kills someone for this sword spirit?"

"It's useless to snatch it, you're already dripping blood, this sword spirit only recognizes you as the master, without your aura nourishment, it won't take long for your sword spirit to dissipate. Unless he can grow into a spiritual intelligence, but that is not something that everyone can use, it has to be recognized by itself. ”

"Master, how do you know so much? It can't be foolish, right?"

"Get out of the way, your master has been in the instrument department for so many years, and he still can't figure out these things, so it's better to die by crashing!"

Xue Yutang was relieved at this time, and untied the iron bar from his waist again, and muttered: "Let's take a look at the broken sword." ”

There was no movement for a long time, and Xue Yutang thought to himself: It may not know what the broken sword looks like, so it summoned the broken sword, but there was still no response.

Situ Leiming watched from the sidelines with a toothache, how could he recover such a stupid apprentice: "Your use of spiritual power to urge!"

"Oh oh oh... Forgot!"

"Turned into a broken sword!"

The leaf belt was stunned, holding hands like a child playing, clinging to each other, getting tighter and tighter, and gradually having the appearance of a broken sword, but it was still smaller than the real broken sword, but Xue Yutang felt that it was more convenient to use.

Xue Yutang put the gold quality and purple thunder into the sword, on the surface of the sword there is no change, Xue Yutang picked up the steel from the ground and put it on the table, waved hard, wanted to cut off the steel, only to see the golden light with the purple thunder roaring out, not only the steel was neatly cut off, the sword light was unabated, cut off the table and went straight to Situ Leiming, Situ Leiming pointed at the sword, and a water sword rose from the wine jug, blocking the sword light, just a few seconds, the water sword shattered, turned into a rain of wine and fell, Situ Leiming took the opportunity to crush the chair, lay down on the ground, and the sword light directly split the room into a hole。

Xue Yutang was stunned and looked at the destruction caused by this sword, it was over, his strength was great!

"Little rabbit, you're going to kill the master! Oh, my house!"

Situ Leiming looked at a large open-air opening on the wall, trembling with anger.

"Xue Yutang, I'm going to expel you from the division!"

"Master, did you believe me when I said I didn't mean it?"

"Get out!"

"Get out, just get out, I won't send you to the end when you're old!"

"Little rabbit, you still dare to threaten me, see if I don't kill you!"

The two of them tossed until midnight and finally cleaned up the messy house, carried the bed to the operation room of the outhouse, and barely had a place to live.

Early the next morning, Xue Yutang was woken up by the sound of clanging iron, Xue Yutang opened his eyes and saw that it was still dark outside.

"Master, it's immoral not to let people sleep early!"

"Who told you to tear down the bedroom! Tell you, little bunny, if you don't fix the house for me, I'm not done with you!"

"Alright... All right... Got it! ”

Jingling... Jingling... The sound of striking iron was getting louder and louder, and Xue Yutang couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to get up and go out.

"Little rabbit, I can't cure you!" Situ thundered triumphantly and jingled the hammer.

Xue Yutang walked outside the door, the sky was just bright, the air was exceptionally fresh, and the birds in the woods began to get up to forage for food, and the sky was covered with a touch of fish belly white.

Xue Yutang walked a little into the mountain, and there was a flat land in a dense wood, and there was a somewhat dilapidated futon in a simple shed next to it, which seemed to be the place where the master often practiced.

Xue Yutang put up the starting style of Taijiquan, mobilized the spiritual power of the Dao in the body and began to operate, the aura in the woods in the early morning was particularly strong, and the spiritual power in the body was running a little faster, at the beginning Xue Yutang's Taijiquan was particularly smooth, and when it was the second time, Xue Yutang's speed slowed down significantly, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

The faster he played, the slower it became, as if a thousand catties of weight were pressed on his body, every time he lifted his leg and stretched out his hand, it seemed that he had to use all his strength, but Xue Yutang still didn't mean to stop, but there was a smile on his face.