The willow tree grows on the edge of a small pond, and the trunk is so thick that it needs to be hugged by five or six people.

The willow branches hang down and sway in the wind.

The willow tree was surrounded by six giant swords, each of which was wound with iron chains, and the six swords were connected by iron chains.

Across the trunk of the willow tree was a greatsword of the same size, with iron chains wrapped around the sword, extending to the six greatswords that surrounded it.

The scene was like six giants holding chains trapped in the middle of the tree, and the sword on the trunk looked like a person who would kill with one blow.

Ning Baifeng stared at it for a while, felt a little stinging in his eyes, and closed his eyes.

When I opened it, my vision suddenly changed.

The willow tree vanished, and a dark green figure with a radiant sword interspersed with its chest, and the shadow of the tree was wrapped in chains all over its body, connecting the six giant swords of six colors on the periphery.

The six-colored giant sword continued to rotate at high speed, pulling the chains and constantly circling and strrangling, causing the dark green figure in the middle to continue to dim and then brighten, and so on.

The dark green figure was strangled with aura, and the sword aura emitted by the seven giant swords when they were strangled pierced people's eyes and caused pain.

Ning Baifeng closed his eyes again, and when he opened them, the huge willow tree was still standing vigorously next to the small pond, with a fresh breeze and willow branches.

The steward who led the way next to him saw that the young man could stare at the willow tree for so long, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Yu Qinghai rubbed his eyes and sighed: "Although I don't know how many times I have seen this green willow, it still makes people's eyes can't be opened." ”

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Can you see it?"

Yu Qinghai looked at Ning Baifeng and said in amazement: "Such a big tree, why can't you see it, Ning Gongzi said with a smile." ”

Ning Baifeng opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Steward Liu Yong interjected and smiled: "Prince Mo Feining sees it differently than us?"

Ning Baifeng turned his head, glanced deeply at the steward Liu Yong, and said with a smile: "Aren't they all trees, it's different there?"

Liu Yong was speechless.

"Actually, between people, looking at this willow tree, there is indeed a little difference, in my eyes, it is alive. ”

A voice came from behind several people.

The steward Liu Yong saluted to the visitor, "I've seen the second young master." ”

A bright yellow robe draped over the tall young man, with a long body and a handsome face. If it weren't for the steward Liu Yong who spoke, Ning Baifeng would have thought that he was the prince of the royal family of a certain dynasty.

Yu Qinghai took a closer look and asked, "Zhao Shuo?"

A touch of embarrassment immediately appeared on the young man Zhao Shuo's handsome face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Uncle Yu, I didn't even go to see my father before I came over to see you, can you say okay, so many people, so save me some face." ”

Yu Qinghai laughed and said: "I haven't seen you for five years, I didn't expect the little rabbit cub who followed her ass every day to look so good, let's say, how many good girls have been harmed." ”

Yes, these words were not much better, Zhao Shuo's face instantly couldn't hold back and collapsed.

Zhao Shuo said pitifully: "Uncle Yu, I was wrong, I'd better go to see my father first." ”

Yu Qinghai grabbed Zhao Shuo and said with a smile: "What's so beautiful about your father's old wood, I'll accompany Uncle Yu to drink later, and I'll be full." ”

Zhao Shuo's eyes lit up when he heard the drink. He has liked wine since he was a child, and he began to steal wine when he was not too old, until Yu Qinghai befriended Zhao Changli and stayed in Green Willow Villa for a period of time, and the two drunkards got together and got drunk and dreamed of death all day long.

However, the old lady of the villa is very strict with her younger generations, and she is not allowed to drink every day, which makes Zhao Shuo bitter. Occasionally sneaking out and coming back drunk, followed by confinement, confinement. In the past few years, the number of times I have come out of Zhuangzi can be counted on one hand.

This is also the reason why Zhao Shuo came to see Yu Qinghai first, instead of his father Zhao Changli.

Zhao Shuo immediately smiled happily and said happily: "What I am waiting for is Uncle Yu's words." ”

Zhao Shuo turned his head and said to the steward Liu Yong: "Uncle Liu, you go to my father's first, and I will take these distinguished guests to rest." ”

Liu Yong hesitated for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Second young master, don't make trouble." ”

Zhao Shuo immediately salivated in front of Liu Yong, "Uncle Liu, help, isn't this a rebellion of wine worms in the stomach, I finally met someone who can drink, begging for a glass of wine, it's no big deal, just leave it to me." ”

Liu Yong was helpless, so he shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and left, and did not forget to tell him not to drink and make mistakes before leaving.

Zhao Shuo hurriedly agreed, nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice.

Ning Baifeng was also a little relieved by this contrast.

Zhao Shuo saw Liu Yong walking away, turned his head, greeted Yu Lian with a smile, and then quietly looked at Ning Baifeng for a moment, and said with a smile: "Isn't the color of that sword very beautiful?"

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to what he was talking about.

Zhao Shuo immediately blinked and motioned to Ning Baifeng not to say it.

Ning Baifeng nodded.

Then Zhao Shuo arranged a few people to an elegant courtyard, and when they went out, they could see the big willow tree by the small pond.

Ning Baifeng took a turn in the house, then sat down to rest, and the tiring journey through the mountains and mountains for more than ten consecutive days was indeed a little tired.

Especially the encounter on the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Ning Baifeng still has palpitations, and after an inexplicable fight, the earth-shattering ferry boat fell into the sky.

This series of things, if it weren't for the help of an inch, Ning Baifeng would have died long ago.

Ning Baifeng unloaded the sword box from his waist and put it on the table. Communicate with your heart, but still ignore it.

It seems that striking iron also needs its own hardness.

After putting away the sword box, Ning Baifeng stood at the door and looked at the big willow tree not far away, feeling very interesting.

A willow tree that was about to become a sperm was locked up to be born of the tree spirit, and although the sword array was strangling, it was not completely obliterated, but only crushed the spirit so that it would not die.

Some of them are like the Legalists' methods of sealing spirits, but they are not so spicy. As long as the giant sword on the tree is pulled out, within three years, with the concentration of aura here in the villa, this willow tree will definitely become a demon.

"The reason why Green Willow Villa takes this green willow is because of this big willow tree. ”

Someone came in from the side cloister, and before anyone arrived, the sound came first.

Ning Baifeng turned his head, but it was Zhao Changli, the owner of the village, and Zhao Changde, the owner of the third village, who came.

Zhao Changli walked to the door with a smile and said, "The Green Willow Villa has only been established for more than a thousand years, and this willow tree has been trapped by the Locking Spirit Sword Array for thousands of years. Ning Gongzi asked why Green Willow Villa was named Green Willow before, but now you can understand the reason?"

Ning Baifeng thought for a moment and nodded: "Master Zhao, what is this Soul Locking Sword Array, it looks somewhat similar to the Legalist's Soul Sealing Technique. ”

Zhao Changli said with a smile: "The origin of the Lock Spirit Sword Formation is unknown, there was this tree when the villa was established here, and later the ancestors realized swordsmanship in this sword array, so they created the Green Willow Villa here, and our descendants just inherited the ancestors of Mengyin." ”

Ning Baifeng's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Could it be that the master's sword control technique was learned from this Locking Spirit Sword Array?"

Zhao Changli was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "It seems that I didn't guess wrong, Deng Daohu died under the flying sword, and Ning Gongzi is a sword cultivator." ”

As soon as the word sword cultivation came out, there was a trace of sword qi in the air.

Ning Baifeng nodded and said softly: "I want to do it, but it's still far away." ”

Zhao Changli said with a smile: "Then it makes sense, Ning Gongzi has a strong sword aura, but no sword intent." Presumably, I didn't just want to forge a sword, but also wanted to have some other gains along the way. ”

Ning Baifeng smiled a little embarrassedly.

Zhao Changli said with a smile: "Ning Gongzi doesn't have to mind, when the mountain villa was prosperous, there were not many people who came here to forge swords and practice swords, but in recent years, they have declined to become a secular sect of the rivers and lakes. If Ning Gongzi wants to understand the sword, the Lock Spirit Sword Array is not the best place, there is a sword cliff stone carving in the mountain behind the villa, and it is where many sword practitioners come here. ”

Ning Baifeng was immediately aroused by these words, the chain spirit sword array is not the best place to go, this sword cliff stone carving is even more extraordinary.

Zhao Changli saw Ning Baifeng's eagerness to try, and immediately stopped: "Ning Gongzi doesn't have to worry, the sword cliff stone carving is in the back mountain, and you can go at any time, but now there is something that can't wait." ”

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's the matter?"

The one who replied was Zhao Changde, the owner of the three villages, who had been standing by the side and was silent, "The day the dragon raised his head, it is the best time to cast a sword before the Qingming Festival, after this time, it is easy to have problems in casting a sword, and if Ning Gongzi wants to cast a sword, it is best to start from tonight." ”

Ning Baifeng then understood Zhao Changli's intention to bring Zhao Changde, and when he hadn't come to the villa yet, he mentioned it at this time, but he didn't expect Zhao Changli to be so concerned.

Ning Baifeng was not polite, led the two into the house, and took out a large box from the mustard seed bag on his sleeve, and when the box landed, the entire ground was shaken.

The chest was flipped open, revealing a large piece of black ore lying at the bottom of the chest.

Zhao Changde saw the ore in the box and immediately bent down, reached out and stroked it, knocking it from time to time.

After a while, Zhao Changde got up, his expression was a little serious, and said to Zhao Changli next to him: "You want to open the Zhengyang furnace." ”

Zhao Changli was taken aback, "Doesn't that mean that the lowest must be at the rare level!"

Zhao Changde nodded.

Then, Zhao Changde's serious face immediately smiled, and said with a smile: "Young Master Ning, this ink essence snow jade is a good treasure, and it is an extremely luxurious thing to use to forge a sword, to be honest, this is the best material for me to cast a sword." If I can, I'll prepare it now, how about it?"

Ning Baifeng didn't allow it, this is a good thing.

Zhao Changde was allowed, immediately bent down to carry the box, and left excitedly, as if he couldn't wait.

Zhao Changde, the owner of the third village of the villa, is a person who is obsessed with sword casting, although the talent for practicing qi and martial arts is not high, but he is crazy about casting a sword, and once spent three years running all over the Northern Liang country, including the domestic Xianjia Mountain, just to find the materials that can be wishful, and then spent three years eating and living in the sword furnace, and finally came out of a rare high-grade sword.

Ning Baifeng was immediately taken aback when he heard Zhao Changli say this, and asked, "Doesn't that mean that I want to stay in the mountain villa for a few years?"

Zhao Changli said with a smile: "That's not necessary, the reason why it took so long back then was because Changde's sword-casting skills were breaking through at that time." Now the sword is cast, but it is only more than a month, and its quality will definitely not be affected in the slightest. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Changli thought of something, and then said: "Young Master Ning, there is an unwritten rule in the villa since ancient times, that is, after the sword is baked, the name must be left to the swordsmith. ”

Ning Baifeng thought for a while, and said seriously: "Since it is a rule, then follow the rules, and besides, the swordsmith's own work, of course, has the right to name it, I have no opinion." ”

Zhao Changli smiled and nodded, "Since that's the case, let's wait for the day the furnace opens, presumably the third brother will give us a surprise." ”

Ning Baifeng was also a little expectant, and then proposed that he wanted to go to the sword furnace to have a look and open his eyes.

Zhao Changli nodded in agreement.

After that, Zhao Changli said goodbye, and before leaving, he told Ning Baifeng that there would be a reception banquet in the evening, and he must attend it at that time.

Ning Baifeng smiled and agreed.