Chang Xi invited Yu Yang Zhenren to a place slightly away from the casting furnace, took a deep breath, held the Yuehong Sword in his hand, handed it to Yu Yang Zhenren, and said softly: "The ancestor of the Artifact Peak, Wang Kang, once told me that the Moon Rainbow Sword has a unique casting process in Tianyun City hundreds of years ago, and it is said that it is very likely that it came from the hands of Elder Ziyin of Tianyun City, so the younger generation came to Tianyun City this time just to solve this doubt." ”

Hearing this, Gu Jing Bubo's face was slightly moved, and he took the crystal clear Yuehong, and after a long time, he obviously saw the sharpness and potential of the Yuehong Sword far beyond the artifact sequence, Yuyang Zhenren looked at the sword spirit in the sword body in a daze, and the Yuehong Sword Spirit looked at the guy in front of him in a daze, staring at it with big eyes.

Yu Yang Zhenren gently stroked the body of the Yuehong sword, thinking that Ziyin Zhenren led himself into the Sword Pavilion and taught himself the sword and sword casting skills hand in hand, and the scenes between the master and apprentice in the past came to his heart, Yu Yang suppressed the sadness in his heart, and slowly said: "This sword is indeed as Wang dared to say, it is indeed cast by Ziyin Master." ”

"But Ziyin is a real person..."Chang Xi wanted to speak and stopped.

"I thought that Ling Yue might have leaked his mouth before, but I don't blame you. Yuyang Zhenren turned his head and looked at the apprentices who were mingling with the craftsmen and masters in the distance.

The sword cast by Ziyin Zhenren is not the same as the swords of everyone in Tianyun City hundreds of years ago, this Yuyang is most convinced, this Yuehong sword has almost all the shadows of Ziyin Zhenren's sword, and the saber on his waist is also the last gift left to him by Shizun Immortal before his death, and some similarities can be vaguely seen between the two swords.

Yuyang has always regarded his master as his father as the sky, maybe because Chang Xi also has the sword of his master, Yuyang Zhenren looked at Chang Xi's eyes slightly warm, no longer simply seeing him as a junior, but more like looking at the junior brother who has been passed down from generation to generation, even if it is not the same sect, so what?

Yu Yang Zhenren returned the Moon Rainbow Sword to Chang Xi, and said suspiciously: "This Moon Rainbow Sword is made of the best lapis lazuli chalcedony, after the master came to Tianyun City, he has never seen the master use this material to cast a sword, could it be that this sword was cast by the master before he came to Tianyun City?"

Chang Xi asked, "Then where were the Ziyin Zhenren before they came to Tianyun City?"

"If you want to trace the origins, you're going to be disappointed. ”

Yuyang Zhenren rubbed the hilt of the sword on his waist and said: "For so many years, the sect master and I have tried our best to find out where the master came from, but I can hardly find too many useful clues, I only know that the master is surnamed Murong, but Kyushu is so big, there are so many large and small families with the surname Murong, I have spent more than ten years traveling all over the north and south of the river, and I have searched for many genealogies in the Murong family, and I have not gained anything. ”

"Later, I learned by chance from some old cultivators who retreated to the mountains and forests that there was a flourishing Qionghua sect five or six hundred years ago, and there was a high-level disciple surnamed Murong, who was very good at both swordsmanship and sword-casting, and I went to find this sect with hope, only to find that this sect was burned by the heavenly fire, and it had already disappeared for hundreds of years, and the clues were all interrupted. ”

Chang Xi smiled helplessly, originally thinking that he might be able to unlock the secret of Yuehong in Tianyun City, but Ziyin Zhenren, who had never thought that casting Yuehong, had passed away, and he didn't know about it together with his protégé, Chang Xi stroked the sword body and comforted the Yuehong Sword Spirit, it seems that this matter can only end here.

After that, Chang Xi also consulted Yu Yang Zhenren about memory fragments, but unfortunately this kind of professional problem related to memory is really beyond Yu Yang's knowledge reserves, and Yu Yang Zhenren only knows that if this kind of thing is to be solved, there is only one way to improve cultivation, Chang Xi can only nod with a wry smile.

The two of them raised their eyes to look at the flames rising in the distance.

I have to say that the power of the dragon vein earth fire is really extraordinary, after refining and extracting through Tongtianding, it is even more amazing, the rare minerals that are extremely resistant to high temperature are removed from impurities in the smelting of the earth fire, and become only one-tenth of the original size, after all the minerals are smelted into a translucent golden red soup, the three giants drank together, urging the unique sword-casting technique of the Mo family to begin to shape the sword.

The three giants can be said to have 120,000 points of ability, and the cultivation of the three of them is like stacking each other, and the delicate appearance of the sword body is pulled out of the red iron juice with great power, and the sword body is crazy to absorb the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and the aura is gradually filled.

Fowl Slippery shouted, "Breath on the soil!"

Three pieces of soil that were cut into similar sizes were thrown into the three formations of Kun Genli at the same time, bursting out with unimaginable earthy yellow spiritual light, and the heavy sword body saw the earthy yellow spiritual light, just like a drowning person had just poked out of the water, and absorbed all the earthy yellow spiritual power that overflowed from the three casting furnaces, and the rich earthy yellow spiritual power was wrapped around the sword body, and then it was slowly absorbed into it, and then there were things such as the sword spine and the sword grid.

The three giants waved their hands and continued to volley the formation patterns on the sword body, and the wide sword body seemed to have an invisible big hand carving knife in the carving lines, delicate and mysterious. As the giant Meng Sheng and the giant Tian Xiangzi glanced at each other, the two joined forces to urge the water system spell, and the huge water ball quenched the freshly baked spirit sword.

A black and gold heavy sword floated in the air, the sword body outlined a steady and steady pattern and arc, the edge of the bladeless flashed with sharp golden light, and the whole heavy sword was hazy in the pale golden mist, making people's reassuring earth attribute spiritual power rush to the face.

The old man called this thick sword to his side, and his sweaty face was full of smiles, he didn't lift it with his hands, because he knew that he would never be able to lift it, he floated the heavy sword to Chang Xi and smiled: "Chang Gongzi, try your hand!"

Chang Xi sighed happily, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and before he had time to feel the abundant earth-attribute spiritual power, the whole person was caught off guard by the weight of this heavy sword and lowered his waist, and the bird who saw this scene said with some embarrassment: "After absorbing the soil, this heavy sword may have a weight of nearly eighty thousand catties, Chang Gongzi, you might as well try to see if you can lift it with both hands..."

The words that had not yet been spoken were pinched off in the mouth of the old man himself, and he vaguely saw that after the palm of the young man Chang was slightly flashing jade, he actually changed his previous appearance, and he lifted the heavy sword effortlessly, and even could dance with a tiger.

This sword-casting skill inherits the seventy or eighty percent of the fire of the master Mozi, and the giant bird is so shocked that he pulls off three white beards, and can swing the 80,000-pound heavy sword into a fan-like appearance, he really sees it for the first time, this is simply a freak.

Chang Xi dripped his essence blood to let the heavy sword recognize the master, which can be called the mighty earth attribute spiritual power suddenly became lively, surging like a tide in Chang Xi's square inch palm, like his own child tickling his palm with a pink little fist, Chang Xi touched the edges and corners of the heavy sword with his hand, and was very happy,

Yu Huali solemnly and convincingly glanced at this master disciple who came out of Qingyun Mountain, and said with a smile: "Chang Gongzi, give this heavy sword a name." ”

Chang Xi swung the heavy sword into the air, feeling the heaviness of the spontaneous growth, and whispered to the sword in his hand: "Just tell you not to work." ”

The body of the sword flashed with a lively shimmer, and he seemed to be very satisfied with the name.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.