The black-robed old man stared intently at the three swords, his two fingers still caressing back and forth on the spine of the swords. The gazebo suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of plum blossoms falling to the ground could be heard.

The eyes of the black-robed old man suddenly stopped turning like an evil spirit, and a faint blue light appeared in them at the same time!

The blue light softly covered the eyes of the black-robed old man, and although the color of the light was a little special, it didn't look terrifying.

Su Yang was taken aback in his heart.

Could it be glaucoma?

After standing here for a while, he also understood that the old man in black and white robe was talking about the sword, but Su Yang didn't expect that this old man in black robe suddenly had blue eyes when he looked at it?

After a long time, the black-robed old man's body moved slightly, the light in his eyes quickly faded, and everything immediately returned to normal.

He pointed to the long, thin sword and said, "This sword is a sword of sorrow. Thinking that the junior brother was unable to forge a good sword, and he was sad in his heart, although he got the guidance of Lord Wu Mazi, but he infiltrated this mood into the sword, and it should be the first time you forged it. ”

He pointed to the five-inch-long short sword again and said, "This sword is a warm sword. You have successfully broken through the bottleneck and forged a good sword, and the sense of sadness in your heart is gone, and only warmth and peace remain. ”

Finally, he pointed to the strangely shaped giant sword and said, "This sword, the old man is not sure. However, it seems to be a cold and guilt-filled sword. ”

The black-robed old man frowned, he really couldn't figure it out, he had already forged two good swords one after another, how could he have such a sense of guilt in the last time?

What is the other party feeling guilty about?

The white-robed old man was speechless for a long time, Su Yang looked at it intently, although he didn't know the art of forging, but from the former's expression, it could be seen that what the black-robed old man said was not bad at all, thinking that he had won.

Just when the old man in the black robe also thought so, the old man in the white robe held the first slender sword in his hand and said: "What the senior brother said is not bad at all, the senior brother admires, this is indeed a sad sword, and the forging process is also as the senior brother said." I named it 'Liuxiang', as the name suggests, it is special because it leaves a fragrance whether it is stained with blood or cut off other things. ”

The white-robed old man immediately swung his sword towards the plum tree next to him, slashing in the air!

It seemed that nothing had happened, but the faces of Su Yang and the others in the distance and the black-robed old man changed slightly.

After the white-robed old man's sword slashed down, the faint fragrance of plum blossoms suddenly became rich.

The rich aroma does not come from the plum tree, but from the slender sword.

The white-robed old man took out the short sword in the middle again, and said to the black-robed old man: "This is a warm sword, just like what the senior brother said, except for my own mood, when this sword is forged, the concentration of fire is several times that of ordinary forging. If it can cooperate with the person who cultivates the fire system exercises, this sword deserves to double the purity of the holder's internal breath, and kill people without staining blood, because the moment the blood is contaminated, it will be evaporated by the temperature. ”

The black-robed old man was slightly stunned and said, "I believe what my junior brother said, so there is no need to test this." ”

The white-robed old man laughed, put down the short sword in his hand, and picked up the last giant sword.

"I haven't chosen the name of this sword yet, but it's a cold sword, and this one can be tested. ”

The white-robed old man walked to the pond next to him, touched the tip of his sword to the water, and saw a cold air rise, but in a short moment, the pond was completely frozen.

The golden carp swimming around inside also remained motionless and remained in various shapes.

"I can't figure it out, why is there still guilt in this sword?" the black-robed old man was full of questions.

The white-robed old man's expression was a little unnatural, and he smiled sneeringly: "Because I think that you will become my junior brother soon, I still feel a little guilty in my heart, after all, we have been senior brothers for so many years, and it is really difficult for me to react for a while when I suddenly change my name." ”

"You old boy!" the black-robed old man laughed, and the white-robed old man laughed too.

"Well, this bet, you won. ”

"Definitely. The white-robed old man hurriedly said: "What the senior brother said is not bad at all, I only said it in more detail because I am a forger, in fact, the senior brother did not win the senior brother." ”

"This is a good opportunity, are you really going to give it up?" the black-robed old man looked at him amusedly.

The white-robed old man couldn't help but blush, and said: "I'm just talking about it, thinking about it in my heart, how dare I really do this, and my senior brother's attainments are higher than mine, how can I have that qualification." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Su Yang, who was in the distance, didn't expect this to be the result in the end, listening to their conversation, he must have seen Wu Mazi with his own eyes.

And Fang Da Mao's voice sounded again: "I know these two old men, they are the senior disciples of Lord Wu Mazi, and the forging skills can be described as the two people with the highest forging skills. ”

Su Yang was surprised, the two apprentices were so old, wouldn't Wu Mazi be about to enter the ground?

Can you still afford to pick up a hammer and forge a divine weapon?

Not knowing what Su Yang was thinking, Fang Da Mao had already stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Two adults." ”

"Oh, it's a kitten, why are you here?" the old man in the black and white robe was so focused that he didn't notice that there were a few more people nearby.

"Lord Wu Mazi's 100th birthday has arrived, and the door of the witch mirror is opened, and the juniors in the city are here. Fang Da Mao said respectfully.

"Yes, the old man forgot about this matter, and went to celebrate with Lord Wu Mazi a few days ago. The white-robed old man patted his forehead.

"Okay, according to what I said before, these three good swords will belong to Senior Brother. ”

"Then I'll be disrespectful. The black-robed old man laughed, and with a wave of his hand, he put the three swords into the box of all things.

"Keep going up, Lord Wu Mazi is at the top of the mountain. The white-robed old man pointed casually.

"Thank you, sir. Fang Damao, Su Yang and the others hurriedly thanked him.

Just as he was about to walk up the path, the black-and-white-robed old man's gaze inadvertently turned to Su Yang, and suddenly frowned, glanced at each other, and immediately shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Adult?" everyone stopped, and Big Cat Fang had a slight question.

The two old men looked at Su Yang with serious eyes, and the black-robed old man looked at Su Yang and said, "The sword behind your back...... Where did it come from?"

Su Yang was slightly stunned, what he was carrying was the iron sword given by the hunchbacked old man.

Recalling the words of the hunchbacked old man before leaving, Su Yang arched his hand and said: "Back to the two predecessors, this sword was accidentally picked up by me at the Gate of the Witch Mirror. ”

The black-and-white-robed old man glanced at each other, and the latter said, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you lie to me?"

In the next sentence, it is true, and you dare not deceive. Su Yang hurriedly said.