Nine words fell, and so did nine hammers.

The nine rings of divine iron were picked up by the fire tongs at this time and put into the cold spring.

At this moment, a flash of fire suddenly flashed in the cold spring, and the brilliance was blazing, just for a moment, it seemed to burn people's eyes, and it was indescribable!

This brilliance flashed through the eyes of the three of them, and at this time, on the other party's jade platform, Zhao Wuxian reacted and shouted that it was not good, and then looked at the blade in his hand, there was still a three-point difference!

"Senior brother's blade is about to be completed!"

Zhao Wuxian's heart was suddenly shocked, but at this time, he remembered his previous confident words, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly began to forge his own blade, but after listening to the nine words and seeing the nine hammers, the fire was in his mind, but it lingered in his mind, let him wield the golden hammer, and the resounding sound was the other party's!

"This, this, this..... How can this be recast!"

Zhao Wuxian's mood was suddenly chaotic, the hammer smashed down, but it was no longer the feeling before, so he had to put down the golden hammer and look ahead, at this time, the fire in Li Pichen's hand was dancing, the hammer sound was like a spring, like a wind howling, like thunder!

This is because his state of mind is far inferior to Li Bichen, so he is affected by that state of mind at this time, and he cannot enter meditation.

The third realm of the soul moves, and it moves itself and moves all beings.

Li Bichen practiced the Qingjing Sutra in his heart, in the legend of the earth, it was passed down orally by Laojun, and there was no writing from generation to generation, until the Eastern Han Dynasty, the first Qingjing Sutra was originally born, called "Taishang Laojun said Changqing Jingjing".

Before Lao Jun sent a letter to the valley, he only said four hundred Qingjing scriptures;

After Lao Jun sent a letter to the valley, he left another 5,000 words of morality.

Tranquility comes first, morality comes last.

This is the key method of cultivation, and only by cultivating the mind can we practice, but how can we get morality if we are not quiet?

The last hammer fell, the fire tongs took the long sword, and directly entered the cold spring, this time, a sword roar was heard all the time, bursting out of the cold spring, and then suddenly fell silent, and there was no longer any sound.

The fire tongs took out the sword, and at this time, the water on the long sword rippled, and then took out three breaths, and it was steamed into gas by the fire, and the rest, close to the jade spring, turned into solid ice and fell, fell on the jade platform, and disappeared.

"The sword is finished. ”

Yue Wujiang opened his mouth below, and at this time, he only saw the long sword in Li Bichen's hand waving, and the iron body had completely lost its heat, and it turned into a cold light at this time. Li Bichen grabbed the end of the sword and sharpened it on the black iron felt.

The blade of the sword slashed through the iron felt, and in an instant, it was like the light of the sky, and a trace of chill surged, which was completely shocking.

The body of the sword has been completed, and at this time, look at the sword cloud rising on the tip of the sword, vaporizing a light, and making it a realm of steel.

Those who make steel are tempered by thousands of hammers. The fire forged for a few days, the water splashed for a few days, the water and fire were achieved, and the water and fire were not invaded, so that it could be called stainless steel.

This sword has a hundred refining patterns on its body, both sides are as black as ink, and a silver light runs through the center, like a line in the dark clouds, like something splitting the black sky and tearing the black curtain.

Yue Wujiang looked at the sword, watched at this time, and said: "Inferior steel, good sword." ”

He turned his head again, looked at Zhao Wuxian, shook his head, and laughed, "Wuxian, where is your weapon?"

At this time, Zhao Wuxian listened to the more Wujiang spoke, and then looked at his black iron felt, there was a sword embryo lying quietly on it, but it had not yet been formed, at this time, half of the sword blade was leaning against the fire, and the fire tongs were clamping, but it was not good to let go, and it was not good to put it down.

"Lost, lost! Senior brother lost. ”

Zhao Wuxian's face was sad, and he sighed at this time, the hammer smashed on the sword embryo, and then put it into the furnace fire to cast, and continued to do so repeatedly, and finally forged this sword out, and as soon as it came out, it was the realm of inferior steel, but there were flaws in the sword body, and at this time, the rising sword cloud was far inferior to the long sword in Li Pichen's hand, which needless to say, no one knew that he lost.

But if you lose, you have to forge this sword, so that you can be worthy of the identity of the forger.

Yue Wujiang watched Zhao Wuxian step down, and smiled at this time: "Don't forget your bet!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Wuxian's face suddenly tensed, and then he became depressed, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Well, a wave of gambling has lost itself, and it is really a brain convulsion to do this!

It's just that the weapon was not given, which can be regarded as saving the face of the weapon, and if you lose your face, you will lose it.

Zhao Wuxian shook his head and sighed: "Woohoo, I ....."

"I heard that you went out of the mountain last time to play a few games in Zhuangzi?"

Yue Wujiang suddenly opened his mouth, and when Zhao Wuxian heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly: "Elder, you ...... No, no, no, this thing is ....."

"Don't talk about it, your sister is already only me. ”

Yue Wujiang said this, and Zhao Wuxian was shocked: "I have no regrets about her...... Eh, this didn't sell me......"

"It's still sold, I think she's saving you, so far, she has also cultivated to the realm of three fires, but how much has your "One Yuan Jing Beginning Heart Sutra" cultivated?"

Yue Wujiang asked, Zhao Wuxian heard this, and immediately dodged: "This.... The disciple was stupid and only cultivated the Heart Sutra to the second level....."

"This scripture has a total of nine layers, one weight and nine layers, dare to ask you how many layers are you?"

"This.... Disciple.... The disciple is a two-layer ....."

Yue Wujiang suddenly said angrily: "You still have the face to say!"

"The new disciples who started three years ago have all cultivated to the seventh or eighth layer of the first level, how many years have you been here? It's been thirteen years, and you're still on the second layer?"

He waved his hand: "It's a good gamble, I think this time it's just right for you to stay in the Thunder Vein for a while, and grind this gambling away, otherwise you will not be able to become a big player in the future!"

"Your sister has been thirteen years old, and now you have already listed the true biography, but you have never even reached the jade liquid!"

Yue Wujiang reprimanded him like this, Zhao Wuxian only smiled bitterly, bowed his head and said: "What the elder taught is that the disciple knows the mistake, and the disciple knows the mistake. ”

He sighed like this, and on the other side, Li Bichen also walked down from the Creation Jade Platform, and came to the front at this time, making a mockery of Yue Wujiang.

Yue Wujiang saw Li Bichen holding the long sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed: "Good sword, since the sword has been released, then it is better to take a name." ”

"Name...."

Li Bichen groaned slightly, the sword was held in his hand, just holding the iron handle at the back, thinking about it at this time, looking at the sword body, like a line of light, it was just like the past passed away like light, and in this side, this sword is the first blade after he stepped into the immortal gate.

If it's not for the attack, then there is no nostalgia, just to sacrifice one's own past.

Walking down from the Zhenyue Palace, I have read a volume of scriptures, but the world has changed, and the mountains and rivers have changed.

"Looking back, the vicissitudes of life, once people, the past is like smoke. ”

Li Bichen sighed and handed the sword to Yue Wujiang: "Dare to let the elders know that although this sword was forged by a disciple, it was created in the Fire Crafting Palace, so I still stay here to commemorate it." ”

"As for the name, the disciple also thought about it, so he called it 'Ruyan'. ”

Yue Wujiang heard this, and thought in his heart: What this kid said is very good, although this sword was forged by him, it was created in the Fire Gong Palace, so winning like this is also the work of creation in the Fire Gong Palace, and it is not considered to have lost its prestige.

He was the same, and smiled at Li Bichen: "Okay, good, you are really thoughtful, but my fireworker is not such a stingy person, this place is a fairy mountain, not mortal dust, but you don't lose face as a fireworker, but I also want to thank you." ”

He took the sword, put it in his hand, and when he saw it, he sighed again.

"Good sword, good sword, the past is like smoke. ”

.................

A few days later, in the fire work hall, a disciple found that at some point, in the cold pool of the hall, there was an extra long sword.

The whole body of this sword was pitch black, and a silver light penetrated through it, like a line of heaven opening.

"What's the name of this sword?"

A disciple asked.

"The sword is like smoke. ”

A disciple spoke.