A domineering aura exploded in the "Yuan Ling Fang", and all the cultivators frowned at the same time, and secretly cursed in their hearts: "Which second fool is making a mistake here!"

Instead of weakening, the domineering spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and finally someone can't help it and looks for the past in person......

A pleasant birdsong came into his mind, and Chen Yue woke up slowly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt's hazy outside the window, just in the early morning. His consciousness swept outward, and a smile appeared on his lips.

The shop of the "Seven Clever Zen Temple" has always been closed, but today the windows are wide open. Dozens of people stood outside the window, staring at the empty shelves in the store, and there was a lot of discussion:

"It's too domineering, take this sword out, you have to be hacked to death!"

"Isn't this just an iron sword, what kind of spiritual material has been added, and it actually has such a strong momentum!"

"Whether this sword is a spiritual weapon or not, it won't be just an empty shelf!"

......

There was only one long sword on the shelf, and the blade of the sword was like a white rainbow, and the momentum was extraordinary. The hilt of the sword is a dragon with its mouth open and roaring, the dragon's whiskers flying, the dragon's claws are angry, and the scales on the dragon's body are flowing with cold light, lifelike. The whole sword is natural, releasing an astonishing momentum.

"Master Duan is here!" I don't know who shouted, everyone turned around excitedly, only to see a sturdy gray-robed old man walking with his hands in his hands, his short hair shining like silver thorns in front of the morning sun, and a pair of tiger eyes blazing.

Everyone hurriedly gave up the best position in front of the window, and the old man walked to the window without smiling, frowning slightly.

Someone happily asked, "Master Duan, you cut off, what kind of material is added to this sword, and what grade of spiritual weapon is it." ”

The old man's eyes froze, and he said solemnly: "This sword has a soul, but it has no quality. ”

"Five-grade spiritual weapon. Someone was surprised: "Aren't all spiritual weapons divided into grades according to 'upper, middle, and lower', and the five grades you are talking about are not medium grades." ”

Master Duan's face froze, and he only felt that there were thousands of troops and horses running overhead. When the crowd saw that he no longer paid attention, they became more and more excited.

With a "squeak", the back door of the store opened, and a bald boy with a tall figure walked out, such as Yue Linyuan. Immediately someone shouted: "Master Xiaoqi, is this sword for sale?" ”

"Of course, ladies and gentlemen, please come in. Chen Yue smiled with satisfaction and opened the door of the store. The people who came were all "martial artists", but they gave the first place to a sturdy silver-haired old man.

Chen Yue knew at a glance that this person was a very prestigious expert, so he immediately took off the iron sword and presented it, and said insider: "This is a new work in the next place, please take a look at it." ”

Facing everyone's curious gaze, "Master Duan" took the hilt of the sword with satisfaction, and his hand sank. He frowned, and the "True Yuan" was only able to hold it down.

Everyone saw it in their eyes, and their eyes lit up again, not to mention anything else, just to see that this weight was also a big killer.

Master Duan gently stroked the back of the sword with his left hand, and said solemnly: "This sword weighs five hundred and thirty-two catties, is forged with pure iron as the main material, and has a 'solid edge array' inside, which fits perfectly, and it should be a low-grade spiritual weapon. I won't know until I've tried it. ”

"Inferior Spirit Weapon ......" everyone's spirits were lifted, and their eyes were hot.

"You please!" Chen Yue hugged his fists again and invited everyone into the front yard.

"Master Duan" didn't talk nonsense, he directly threw out a stone ball with a diameter of two feet, and with a move of "Zhenyuan" in his right hand, he danced a sword flower to meet it.

The blade of the sword seemed to cut through the air, causing bursts of roar, like a dragon's roar, domineering.

"Master Duan" slashed towards the stone ball with a cloud of sword light, and there was another "boom" explosion.

After dozens of swords, the light of the sword blade burst out, and all the sword light condensed into a white rainbow, which went straight to the stone ball.

"Boom!" The sound was like thunder, and "Master Duan" retreated with one blow, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

More than a dozen hideous cracks crisscrossed the stone ball, and there was a deep pit with a diameter of three inches, and dozens of cracks radiated outward, densely packed.

"Master Duan" exhaled sullenly, and said excitedly: "This sword can fully exert the cultivation of a martial artist, and it is also a high-quality product in the lower grade spirit weapon, 10,000 taels, I want it in the 'Forging Pavilion'." ”

Everyone reacted, looked at the stone ball, and then looked at the intact sword in the hand of "Master Duan", and were even more stunned. Those who knew how to do it were suddenly anxious, and they all looked at Chen Yue, but they didn't dare to grab the treasure with the 'Forging Pavilion'.

Chen Yue was very satisfied with this offer, and as soon as he saw the situation, he immediately nodded: "Deal." ”

"Master Duan" didn't say a word, and took out 10,000 taels of silver tickets on the spot.

As he spoke, the wound on the stone ball strangely healed. When Chen Yue counted and put away the silver ticket, the stone ball had been restored to its original state.

"Master Duan" put away the stone ball, hugged his fist to Chen Yue and said: "Xiaoyou, there will be more masterpieces in the future, even if you get my 'Forging Pavilion', this Pavilion will never treat Xiaoyou badly." ”

As for Chen Yue's age and cultivation, he was not surprised at all that he could forge a "low-grade spiritual weapon". Just look at who is enshrined in that hall, this Chen Xiaoqi is definitely a genius in making weapons.

"Master Duan" put away the sword and walked away triumphantly. The others quit, and their eyes looking at Chen Yue were full of grievances......

Chen Yue hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Fellow Daoists, don't be impatient. If anyone needs a spiritual weapon, they can ask me to customize it. ”

When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes at the same time, turned around and left, almost scolding the word "profiteer". Custom-made spiritual weapons, which ones they can afford.

Chen Yue was full of surprise, and hurriedly quoted: "10,000 taels per piece, guaranteed delivery!"

Everyone turned their heads in surprise and shouted excitedly: "Master Xiaoqi, I want a big knife, the sharper the better." "Little Seventh Master, I want a spear, the heavier the better. ”......

Chen Yue's scalp was numb for a while, and he hurriedly shouted: "Only one order is accepted every day, who will come first." ”

"Me!"

"Me!"

"I'll come first!"

......

Everyone surrounded Chen Yue and almost fought.

Chen Yue hurriedly rushed out of the crowd and shouted: "One place per day, the one with the highest price wins." ”

"Eleven thousand taels!" Someone immediately quoted the price.

After a little hesitation, the crowd settled down. Between spending an extra thousand taels and waiting for one more day, they would rather wait one more day.

Chen Yue hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your support, please come back tomorrow." ”

Everyone saluted slightly, and the fish came out, leaving only a young man in black with a silver ticket.

Chen Yue hugged his fists and said, "This friend, what weapon do you need?" ”

"Knives, flying knives, must be able to pierce through the 'king's talisman aura shield and ordinary spirit armor. The young man's voice was cold, and his expression was even more indifferent.

As soon as Chen Yue heard this request, he knew that this kid was going to kill someone. After thinking about it, he still said: "I can only guarantee that this flying knife is more than five hundred catties, sharp enough and tough enough." Whether you can penetrate the king's talisman and spirit armor depends on your own ability. ”

"Yes. The young man looked straight and handed over the silver ticket.

Chen Yue accepted the silver ticket, pointed to the hall and said: "My craftsmanship is passed down from my ancestor, put incense on her old man's house, and let her bless me with a success." ”

The young man walked into the main hall and picked up three sticks of incense. Chen Yue waved his hand and dropped the ban and went to the backyard alone.

In order to ensure the destructive power of the flying knife, he chose an 800-kilogram piece of iron ore this time. And in order to forge the blade small enough, he had to add some spiritual materials. There are no cosmetic requirements, and the progress is much faster.

"Jingle ......" hammer strikes on the iron ore like a majestic movement.

At noon, a three-inch-long jet-black short blade appeared in front of Chen Yue. As the last hammer fell, a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and another "True Yuan" array was imprinted into the flying knife.

The flying knife roared softly, and a wave of killing intent rose into the sky.

Chen Yue was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out a gourd cave heavenly spirit spring and poured it on it.

"Snort......" water vapor tumbled up, like a ball of cotton, and a wave of power erupted at the same time.

"Not good!" Chen Yue's heart sank, and he flew back sharply.

"Boom-" The flying knife suddenly shattered, and a wave of yuan force mixed with debris rolled and rippled, and the ground shook for a while.

"Fortunately, there is a forbidden formation, otherwise you have to be blown up, you can't ......" Chen Yue retreated to the corner and wiped his cold sweat, feeling bitter in his heart.

"The first forging was successful, and it was really luck......" He shook his head, sat down on the spot, and began to think carefully about the reasons for the failure.

The flying knife is made of mortal iron as the main material, and although it stimulates its spirituality with special techniques, its spirituality still cannot be fully integrated with the spiritual material when it is finally "quenched". The reason why alloy spirit weapons are difficult to forge is that the difficulty lies in the fusion of spirits. It can be said that with each additional spiritual material, the difficulty will be doubled. And he has no spiritual roots, so he can't directly grasp the fusion of spirits.

After careful deduction, Chen Yue replaced the two auxiliary metal spiritual materials with a fist-sized "Qi Gathering Stone", and selected a piece of iron ore weighing thousands of catties to start the second attempt.

The "Qi Gathering Stone" can gather the vitality of heaven and earth, and its attribute is gold, which is mainly astringent, and can also help compress iron.

At dusk, another three-inch-long jet-black flying knife appeared in front of Chen Yue, but there was no trace of momentum.

The last hammer fell, and another array was imprinted into the blade, and the blade let out a soft roar, but it did not explode with the slightest momentum.

Chen Yue's divine sense keenly sensed that a sharp qi was condensed on the tip of the knife, his eyes lit up, and he took out a gourd cave heavenly spirit spring again and poured it on it.

"Snort-" There was a sharp sound, the water vapor churned, and the surrounding vitality gathered wildly.

Chen Yue picked up the flying knife, and his hand was as light as a feather, but it was full of texture. Before the sunset, there was a bloody glow on the sharp blade, which made people shudder.

Chen Yue nodded in satisfaction and returned to the main hall to open the prohibition.

The young man in black was respectfully inserting three sticks of incense into the incense burner, and a wisp of white gas that seemed to be like nothing overflowed from the top of his head, blending into the statue of the "Qiqiao Fairy".

"Fellow Daoist, the flying knife you want is done. Chen Yue picked up the flying knife and smiled slightly.

The young man was in high spirits, took the flying knife and asked, "Really, what grade." The hand was sinking, and he hurriedly transported the "True Yuan", and his arm was still trembling.

Chen Yue said with a smile: "This knife has a net weight of eight hundred and seventy-five catties, and it is injected with the 'True Yuan' to send out a talisman qi shield and spirit armor that can definitely penetrate the 'king', which completely meets your requirements." ”

The young man in black was about to cry, and said aggrievedly: "But this is too heavy......