Bidding farewell to Yuan Li, the head disciple of the Langfeng Sect, Zhang Tong quickly headed towards the Qionghua Sect.

This trip to Tianchi, although there were a lot of waves, but in the end, he succeeded in getting the cold moon ice spirit he needed, so it was a complete success.

As for the encounter with Yuan Li, it can only be regarded as a small episode.

After returning to the Qionghua faction and reporting to Elder Chongguang, Zhang Tong couldn't wait to rush to the Chengtian Sword Platform in the back mountain.

For Zhang Tong and Zhang Tong to be able to find the top sword-casting material of Cold Moon Ice Spirit in one go, Xuanjian, a sword-wielding disciple, was still very envious.

It was something he hadn't even seen before......

But when he heard that Zhang Tong wanted to forge a sword by himself, he suddenly felt bad!

"Senior brother, don't joke!"

Xuan Jian hurriedly explained.

"These are the top sword-forging materials you have prepared, even I, who have been sword-forging for many years, dare not say that I can be 100% successful.

If it fails, all these materials will be scrapped, and that would be a pity!"

Zhang Tong smiled slightly, and said unmoved: "Senior Brother Xuanjian, don't worry, in this regard, I am still sure." ”

"You're ......!"

Xuanjian almost laughed angrily.

As a person who has been a beginner for more than 20 years and has been forging swords for more than ten years, he doesn't dare to say that he is sure, but you, a guy who has been in the beginner for less than a month, dare to say that he is sure to cast a top-level flying sword?

Are you so sure you're not kidding me?!

He shook his head secretly in his heart and said, "It seems that this junior brother was carried away by his genius......

"Do you think that forging this sword is as easy as cultivating swordsmanship?"

"Even if you are talented, you need to come step by step and accumulate experience in sword casting. At the beginning, I was ready to get my hands on the top-level flying sword, and the steps were too big!"

But he really can't do this kind of thing.

"Maybe failing once is not a bad thing for him, such a character who does not know the sky and the earth, if he doesn't accept a lesson, maybe he will suffer a big loss in the future!"

Thinking about it, Xuanjian didn't say anything more, just watched Zhang Tong do whatever he wanted.

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

The Chengtian Sword Platform is a natural sword-casting treasure land.

The entire sword platform is very large, half of it is hot magma, and half of it is a cold ice spring.

The sword-forging disciple first used the power of this earth flame to melt all the sword-casting materials, then melt and cast them, and finally after the tempering of the ice spring, they could finally become a supreme spirit soldier!

Of course, the flying sword forged by this method can only be called a "soldier", not a "treasure", just like the ancient soldiers in the great world of the desolation.

The spiritual power is powerful and contains infinite power, but the function is single, and it lacks the unfathomable and infinite mystery of the "treasure......

Although Zhang Tong's materials gathered, forging swords was not an overnight thing. Especially when they are all top-level spiritual materials.

Even with the assistance of the power of the earth flame, it took Zhang Tong nine days to successfully melt these materials and barely melt them into the prototype of a sword.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Tong knew that the next step was the most critical step......

Zhang Tong steadily came to the sword-casting platform, and under the concerned gaze of Xuanjian on the other side, he raised his hand and grabbed a pitch-black iron chain, ignoring the scorching power from above, and pulled it slightly.

With the sound of iron chains, a long strip of metal with a red body slowly emerged from the pool of molten swords.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being fused and cast by top-grade spiritual materials, and for such a long time, it is still only like this!"

The Xuanjian next to him saw the state of the sword embryo at a glance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Zhang Tong shook the chain, and the crimson sword embryo fell directly on the sword-casting platform, and the huge iron hammer that Zhang Tong had borrowed from Xuanjian before had already appeared in his hand at this time.

Bell bell ......!

The loud knocking sound rang out again.

Look at the sword embryo on the sword-casting platform at this time......

Under Zhang Tong's tremendous strength, the crimson sword embryo showed no signs of deformation at all.

The Xuanjian on the other side frowned slightly, judging from the performance of this sword embryo now, if you want to really cast this sword, I'm afraid it won't be something that can be completed in a day or two!

"This heavy hammer weighs seven hundred and twenty pounds, if you keep hammering and beating all the time...... , with Zhang Tong's junior brother Jin Dan's cultivation in the later stage, I'm afraid that within ten days, he won't be able to hold on!"

Although it weighs only a few hundred catties, it is really nothing for a Jindan stage immortal cultivator. But he needs to be so constantly forging that he can't stop for a moment, and even he can't guarantee that he can hold it out.

It's just that at the beginning of this casting, it can't be stopped, otherwise everything will be wasted, and the flying sword will be scrapped, so the next time depends on whether Zhang Tong can hold on.

Bell bell ......!

The sound of banging was incessant, and Xuanjian and some other sword-forging disciples stood in the distance and watched quietly.

This kind of forging is not just a random swing of the hammer.

This requires the use of its own spiritual power to communicate with the sword embryo itself, relying on the unique percussion rhythm to forge all the different materials into one, so that all the materials can exert their original characteristics.

This kind of thing is not something that can be mastered overnight, and the slightest mistake will cause the quality and power of the flying sword to deviate, and even cause the worst result of the failure of the sword......

Time passed day by day, Zhang Tong on the sword casting platform still did not have any changes, the hundreds of pounds of Xuanzhong hammer in his hand was still steady, and the rhythm and rhythm of forging the sword embryo did not show any slight changes.

On the other side, Xuanjian and the other Qionghua disciples found that the crimson sword embryo on the sword-casting platform had begun to slowly deform after such a long time of forging, .......

This made the hearts of many Qionghua disciples watching on the side happy, it seems that this sword casting should be completed.

It's just that among the people present, only Xuanjian, the sword-casting master, still has a solemn expression, because he knows that the most difficult moment of sword-casting this time has just begun to ......!

In this way, a month passed slowly.

At this time, Xuanjian's eyes were staring at Zhang Tong in front of the sword-casting platform, and his eyes were full of shock.

In the current Chengtian Sword Platform, dozens of disciples of the Qionghua Sect have gathered.

A large part of them were not sword-forging disciples, but came to observe.

The news that the demonic little uncle, who had just started for a few days, actually wanted to forge a supreme flying sword with his own hands, and this news had already spread in the Qionghua faction.

Many disciples couldn't help but be curious, and put down their cultivation and ran over, wanting to find out.

After the incident became big, it finally alarmed Xuan Zhen, the eldest disciple of the head of the family, and only then did he drive many people back.

As for the rest, they were all interested in sword forging, so they were allowed to stay and observe the whole process of sword forging.

Of course, Xuan Zhen, Zhang Tong's senior brother, also temporarily put down the things in his hand and came to see if Zhang Tong's sword casting could succeed this time.