Ta Ling saw the long sword that Su Yang was hammering, although it was definitely a good sword in terms of light and color.

But judging from the aura that appeared above, it was not at all, you must know that even the lowest level of the magic weapon, the Yellow Grade Spirit Weapon, would produce bursts of energy fluctuations, like a living thing.

But the sword in front of him was like a dead thing, and there was not the slightest fluctuation at all. Ta Ling's face was strange, and at this time he had already seen that although the sword forged by Su Yang was tempered with extremely powerful flames and his own natal sword qi, it was probably because of the problem of its own material, it was just a superficial appearance.

If this sword is placed in the mortal world, it cannot be regarded as a peerless sword, but in the eyes of cultivators, it is all mortal iron after all, useless and threatening!

Bite!

With a metal crash, Su Yang finished his last hammer. The Samadhi True Fire in the furnace was also completely consumed, Su Yang reached out and wiped the sweat on his head, and at the same time withdrew the hammer and fan condensed by the sword qi, and looked up at Ta Ling.

Ta Ling was also looking at Su Yang, but his face was extremely strange. Seeing Ta Ling's expression, Su Yang couldn't help but laugh and said, "What's the matter, the five days have just arrived, and the sword has basically been cast, fortunately, I won't be dishonored!"

But after Su Yang finished speaking, after a while, he didn't see Ta Ling speak. And Su Yang looked at it and found that Ta Ling was looking at him with this strange look, with a little regret and pity in that look, and there were some things that Su Yang couldn't explain, anyway, Su Yang felt extremely strange.

Seeing this, Su Yang couldn't help but be surprised, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "What's the matter, this sword only has the last process left, but it must wait until it cools down." But even if the last process is omitted, it should be enough to reach the level of heavenly products, can it be said that I didn't pass?"

The success or failure of the trial is a matter of life and death, and Su Yang can't help frowning. After saying that, he looked at Taling, hoping that Taling would be able to tell the reason.

"Alas!" Ta Ling sighed deeply before he said, "Boy, is your sword really as you say, a heavenly product?"

Hearing Ta Ling say this, Su Yang couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled: "I just said that this sword should be close to the heavenly grade." If you wait for it to cool down and the last process is completed, it will definitely be a heavenly product!"

Hearing Su Yang's words, Ta Ling seemed to look at Su Yang with some sympathy, shook his head, although he felt a little cruel, but he still said ruthlessly: "Boy, although this sword looks good, it has no divine brilliance, no breath, let alone a heavenly treasure weapon, not even a yellow spirit weapon, just a mortal iron." You, this second-level trial, have failed!"

"How is it possible?" Su Yang's face changed, he picked up the long sword, his eyes showed an incredible brilliance, the sword he forged himself, with the true fire of Samadhi, with his own natal sword qi, how could it be just a mortal iron?

Su Yang held the long sword in his hand, looked at Ta Ling, and said in a deep voice: "This long sword clearly has strong fluctuations, and the aura is extremely powerful, why can't you feel it?"

Seeing Su Yang's appearance, Ta Ling shook his head secretly, not knowing whether he was sorry or what. Immediately, he said, "Is it mortal iron, in fact, you can sense it, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Su Yang first glanced at Ta Ling fiercely, and at this moment, a trace of thought flashed in Su Yang's heart. Did Ta Ling want to kill himself, so he deliberately said that his sword was a mortal iron that was nothing.

But in an instant, he dispelled this thought, if Taling did this, it would not be a spirit, but a living person, and a person with whom he had an enmity.

Since it is not the problem of Taling, it is very likely that the problem is on the body of this sword. For Su Yang's sake, he carefully observed, whether he gently slid his fingertips across the sword body, feeling the still hot heat.

After looking at it for a long time, Su Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he knew why he could feel the breath of the sword, but Ta Ling couldn't detect it.

Su Yang stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the sword. Suddenly, a "click" sound was heard, and the gold on the sword body instantly shattered, turning into bits of light and scattered on the ground. At this time, the sword body was completely dark red.

Immediately, Ta Ling noticed a powerful aura coming from the sword body, and suddenly his face showed an incredible look. Fang Cai is clearly a mortal iron, how can it instantly have the breath of heavenly quality? Yes, it is the breath that a heavenly sword should have.

In fact, Su Yang had forgotten one thing before, that is, after the sword body was finalized, he forgot to take off the outer layer of sword qi mold. Later, after hammering, although a trace of sword qi on that layer of sword qi mold was fused into this long sword, which invisibly improved the quality of the sword, but also blocked the breath of the sword.

Because Su Yang's sword qi originally belonged to him, he could sense the breath of the long sword through the sword qi, but Ta Ling naturally couldn't feel it.

Speaking of which, when he found out that he might really forge a heavenly sword, Su Yang was excited in his heart. After he calmed down at this moment, he sighed secretly, it turned out that the quality of this long sword could only reach the ground grade at most, but it was the trace of sword qi contained in the sword qi mold that raised this sword to a higher quality.

Ta Ling thought about it for a while, and also understood the reason, he smiled and said: "Boy, it seems that I have wronged you, you have really succeeded, this sword is indeed a heavenly product." ”

Speaking of this, Ta Ling suddenly changed his mouth and said, "It's just that maybe because of the material, although the aura of this sword is strong, it should be caused by your sword aura and that strong flame." But there is a lack of vitality in it, or it seems to be lifeless, spiritual. This is not in line with the Heavenly Sword, but in general, you can be regarded as passing!"

After speaking, as soon as Ta Ling's palm was stretched, he saw a sigil appear in the palm of his palm, which was the second layer of imprint.

"Wait!" Who knew that Su Yang didn't immediately reach out to take it, but said, "The sword has cooled, it's time to complete the last process!"

In fact, Su Yang didn't know if the last process of casting a sword appeared in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of quality this sword would achieve after this process. But there seemed to be something in the dark that was guiding him, and in order to forge a truly good sword, it must go through this process.

Immediately, Su Yang suddenly wanted to break the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword body. The blood did not drip down, but was sucked into it by the sword.

Immediately after, the entire long sword flew out of Su Yang's hand, hovering in midair, and a more powerful and spiritual aura emanated from above.

Airplanes!

With a hum, the space inside the tower on the second layer was suddenly shattered by this long sword, and Su Yang and Ta Ling returned to the second layer.