This smile is a smile that is forgiven, a smile that is forgiven.

He has been acting arbitrarily in his life, and he has been fighting against fate since the moment he ran away from home. He thought he didn't need anyone's forgiveness, because he was an "undefeated divine sword", and no one could survive three moves under his sword!

Unfortunately, just now, he found out that he was wrong.

If the sword can't be forged, the promise of twenty years is destined to be unfulfilled, and no matter how strong he is, he can't change that.

What's even more ridiculous is that Chu Yushan, the only person who is qualified to say "it's okay" to him, is no longer in the world.

The undefeated Excalibur was defeated by fate after all, and there would not even be a chance to do it all over again.

However, when he saw Shen Zhuoyu explain to Chu Yushan for him, a warmth still rose irrepressibly from his heart, and then spread throughout his body, making most of his sadness and despair quickly disappear.

Shen Zhuoyu's loud words continued, Wu Shuang looked at the young man's solemn expression, and suddenly felt that maybe he was not a failure, because persistence itself was already a success.

"Whether the divine sword succeeds or not, the juniors can use their lives to vouch for it, and the old Wu seniors have already done their best...... You know everything, don't blame Senior Wu again......"

"Good boy...... Don't say it......" Wu Shuang's voice trembled a little, revealing a sense of exhaustion and vicissitudes, he slowly got up, stretched out his hand to pull Shen Zhuoyu up, and said in a reproachful tone: "How can a man kneel easily?"

Shen Zhuoyu scratched his head and smiled: "The seniors have all knelt down, how can I continue to stand...... What's more, what's more, I kneel down to the heroic spirit of Chu seniors, Chu seniors are known as the first sword in the world, a hairy boy like me, I should worship his old man!"

"It's just that you have a lot of crooked reasons!" Although Wu Shuang had a straight face, the corners of his mouth were clearly smiling.

Shen Zhuoyu put away his smile and said, "Don't be too sad senior, if you don't succeed this time, it's a big deal to start over." ”

Wu Shuang shook his head abruptly, "The little old man is so old, how many more twenty years can he have?"

Shen Zhuoyu was speechless.

"What's more, such a heavenly material, where to find the second piece. Wu Shuang walked to the side of the stove, picked up the sword embryo with iron tongs, and then threw it into the pool on the side, the red-hot sword body touched the cold water, and let out a long "Whew-"

"But this result is also expected, I have long known that although this material is good, it is not suitable for forging swords...... Wu Shuang said suddenly.

When Shen Zhuoyu heard this, he felt a little confused for a while, and couldn't help but wonder: "In that case, why do the seniors continue to use it?"

"What can be cast casually, is it a divine sword?" Wu Shuang turned his head and asked, took out the sword body from the water again, and put it back on the stove, Shen Zhuoyu took two steps forward to look, only to see that the sword body was dim, and the blue light that had been wrapped around it before had also disappeared, at first glance, it was no different from ordinary scrap iron. After all, he has worked hard for many days, and when he sees this scene, he is also a little disappointed in his heart.

But listening to Wu Shuang continued: "This piece of metal is very special, when I got it, I gave it a name, called Nine Shades of Cold Iron, just because it contains a special breath, that breath is yin to cold, and it must be accumulated after tens of millions of years of cold air...... Such a coldest thing, if forged into a sword, must be infinitely powerful. Unfortunately, to melt it, it would have to be an extraordinary fire. In this way, a paradoxical thing begins. Once you start casting a sword, it is difficult for the cold qi in the sword embryo and the yang qi of the underground true fire to coexist peacefully...... In fact, I have long found out about this because I have been cautious for 20 years, hoping that if the time drags on, I can rely on manpower to alleviate the conflict between the two gases. Who knew that in the end, it would be a failure after all!"

Shen Zhuoyu suddenly realized, and heard Wu Shuang sigh again: "The consequence of the two qi fighting is to leave an irreparable crack in the sword body. You must know that for a sword, if there is a crack inside, then no matter how strong its material is, it can't withstand a violent impact, to put it bluntly, it's just a piece of scrap metal...... Look at this!" Wu Shuang pulled Shen Zhuoyu over, stretched out his two fingers, and pointed at the sword body.

Shen Zhuoyu looked at it and couldn't help but gasp, but saw that the dark sword body was covered with thin cracks that looked like blood vessels. Start at the lattice of the sword and wind its way to the tip of the sword. Even on the hilt of the sword, a noticeable crack appeared.

"This ...... How could this be......" Although Shen Zhuoyu had heard Wu Shuang's explanation, when he really saw it with his own eyes, he still felt unbelievable.

Wu Shuang sighed lightly, took the sword body out of the fire, and let it cool down naturally.

Both of them were silent until the Excalibur was completely cooled, but they saw that the color of the sword body became deeper and deeper than before, and because of this, those cracks could not be seen clearly.

"Senior, what are your plans next?" After the silence, Shen Zhuoyu still opened his mouth to ask this question.

Wu Shuang stared at the divine sword blankly, thought for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "This is what I owe him Chu Yushan, now that Chu Yushan is dead, the creditor will naturally become Chu Xuan's stinky boy......" He paused, as if he had made a decision after deliberation, and suddenly said after a long time: "That's it, life is in the world, since you are wrong, you can't make mistakes again and again." In two days, it will be the Divine Sword Conference, and then I will take this destroyed Divine Sword to his Chu family to plead guilty......"

Shen Zhuoyu agreed with such a decision very much, and he also felt that since the sword casting failed, he should come to the door to apologize, but he saw that Wu Shuang's expression seemed to be a little abnormal, and when he was strange in his heart, he vaguely heard someone calling on the ground.

"I'm afraid that someone from the Chu family has arrived. Wu Shuang said, "Let's go, let's go up." He put the Excalibur into the sword box and left the stone chamber with Shen Zhuoyu.

The sword-forging lasted seven days and eight nights, and when the two of them pushed open the wooden door of the hut, it happened to usher in the eighth day.

The one who called outside the door was the one sent by Chu Xuan to invite Wu Shuang to participate in the Divine Sword Conference.

Shen Zhuoyu was still hiding in the shadows, waiting until the man left.

Wu Shuang looked down the mountain for a while, and suddenly said to Shen Zhuoyu: "Two days later, the Divine Sword Conference will be held on time at the Chu family's sacrificial sword platform, little doll, we have to hurry up......

When Shen Zhuoyu heard this, he wondered in his heart, since the sword casting had failed, was there anything else important?

But I saw Wu Shuangjing walking into the hut on the side, and he came out again after a while, with two more three-foot-long swords in his hands.

Shen Zhuoyu became more and more puzzled, and said strangely: "Senior, you are ......"

Wu Shuang squinted and smiled: "Little doll, little old man remembers that you told me that you don't know how to use a sword, but is it true?"

Shen Zhuoyu nodded and said: "My father is also a master of swordsmanship, he taught me to practice swords since I was a child, but unfortunately I was rebellious at that time, the more he wanted to teach me, the more I refused to learn, so to this day, I still can't use swords." ”

Wu Shuang smiled: "No, it's good ......"

Shen Zhuoyu only thought that Wu Shuang was making fun of him, and he was a little sullen in his heart: As the son of Shen Yueting of the Stacked Wave Sword, I can't even use a sword, where is such a shameful thing?

He was thinking about it, but Wu Shuang didn't even say hello, and threw a long sword at him.