Since Zhao Min wanted to go back and solve the matter of the little prince by himself, Yue Que chose to believe in Zhao Min's ability. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After returning to Mingjiao, Yue Que began to strengthen the overall strength of Mingjiao, handing over the art of war in Wu Mu's suicide note to Zhu Yuanzhang and Xu Da. Many of the assassination methods on the Holy Fire Order were also taught by Yue Que to the leader of Heaven and Earth Wind and Thunder. As for the Yue family's marksmanship and many other martial arts, they were also handed over to the Five Elements Banner Lord, so that they could be like the Yue family army under Yue Wumu, divided into more than a dozen arms, and combined to form a variety of battle formations.

At the same time, the marriage of Wudang Zhang Wuji and Emei Zhou Zhiruo spread throughout the martial arts, and many Jianghu sects sent high-level people to Wudang with rich congratulatory gifts.

Xie Xun, the golden lion king, took Cheng Kun's head, and after going home to worship the family killed by Cheng Kun, he found a secluded place nearby and began to live a secluded life. In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he didn't plan to participate in the marriage of his adopted son, Zhang Wuji, just let the two get married, just come and see him.

After Yue Que took Yang Xiao and the White-eyed Eagle King to Zhang Wuji's wedding banquet, he returned to Mingjiao and waited for the day of Jiancheng.

Bright top.

A secluded and spacious swordsmithing room.

Clang.

Clang!

The hammer fell, smashing into the sword tire in front of him, splashing countless sparks.

Wu Jincao's expression was very serious, and the whole person was almost focused on it, ignoring anything around him.

The Flame Banner Commander Xin Ran took a few disciples of the Flame Banner to help Wu Jincao control the fire.

on the side.

Yue Que, Yang Buregret and Xiao Zhao all stood by and watched, as well as the spider with the veil, the poison accumulated in her body by cultivating thousands of spiders and poisonous hands had been cleared by Yue Que, and her face gradually returned to its original appearance.

The existence of the four was completely ignored by Wu Jincao. Compared to other busy Five Elements Banner Sectarians, there is even a feeling that people feel redundant.

His gaze fell on the six Holy Flame Orders that had been melted into sword fetuses, Yue Que knew that Wu Jincao was now removing the impurities of these six Holy Fire Orders, and if he continued to temper like this, he would probably only have a little left at that time.

As for the broken Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slayer, they were still in the sword box, and it was not yet time to be smelted.

Apparently.

When he saw these rare materials, Wu Jincao wanted to forge a perfect peerless sword this time.

Even if Yue Que came to personally supervise the construction, he completely ignored it.

A waiter like Wu Jincao, who has dedicated his life to the swordsmith, has his own temper, that is, when he casts the sword, he is attentive and forgetful, and he turns a blind eye to everything outside his body.

Moreover, forging a perfect sword cannot be interrupted halfway.

Therefore, Yue Que didn't care about Wu Jincao's faux pas.

"Let's go!"

"The day when the sword is made is not far away. ”

After Yue Que took the three of them to look at it for a while, he left the sword forging room.

Back in the study room of Guangming Ding, Yang Buregret sat aside and tilted his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Yue Que, I named this sword 'Full Moon', do you say it's okay?" Yang Buregret thought for a while and turned his head to Yue Que and said.

It turned out that she was holding her chin just now, her eyes wandering, and she was giving this perfect sword that was about to be born a resounding name.

"The first quarter moon is missing, and the full moon is round. ”

"The moon is full. ”

"Match. ”

"Yue is missing. ”

"Well, this name should be perfect for this perfect sword!"

Yang Buregret enthusiastically explained to everyone the origin of the name "full moon".

Yue is missing.

Monthly shortage.

Full moon.

Xiao Zhao whispered a few words in his mouth, and he always felt that something was missing in his heart.

"It's better to call it 'Moon Edge', the fate of fate, Miss, do you think, it arises from fate, and it is born from thought. Xiao Zhao pondered for a while, then his eyes lit up and he proposed.

"Moonrim?"

"Arising from fate, born from thoughts. ”

"The first quarter moon is missing. ”

"The full moon is fate. ”

"This name is indeed better than Miss Ben's just now, and Miss Ben agrees with you this time. Yang does not regret that it is rare to agree with Xiao Zhao's suggestion for the first time.

"Okay, that's it. Yue Que heard the discussion between the two, thought of the painting he had seen in Wudang Mountain, and thought of the words of an old monk in Shaolin, so he gave the name of this perfect sword that was very secret to the two of them.

In the next few days, Yue Que and a few people often went to the sword casting room to check the progress of sword casting, and by the way, they used their strong internal force to replenish Wu Jincao's vitality and relieve fatigue.

In order to forge this perfect sword, Wu Jincao has hardly slept every day for more than 20 days, and Yue Que is afraid that his body will not be able to carry it, so he orders the Mingjiao canteen to prepare a large number of high-quality medicinal meals for everyone in the sword casting room to take every day.

In the past few days, the broken dragon slaying knife has been melted away.

The only thing left in the sword box was the broken Heavenly Sword.

As time passed, for nearly seven or eight days in a row, the constant sound of tapping came from the swordsmithing room, as well as the sputtering sparks, all telling everyone that the perfect sword had reached the stage of forming.

At this critical stage, Wu Jincao's whole person completely fell into a strange stage of mental excitement.

In the red light, all his thoughts were on the unformed sword tire in front of him.

For him, who has dedicated his life to sword casting, casting the most perfect peerless sword in this life is definitely the greatest honor.

With the continuous hammering of the hammer in his hand, the sword tire has gradually taken shape.

Everyone in the sword casting room looked at the sword fetus that was gradually forming in Wu Jincao's hand, and an indescribable sense of pride rose in their hearts, and their mood became more and more hot.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Sparks splashed and sweat flowed.

Sword.

It's about to take shape.

At this moment, Wu Jincao's face was full of redness, which was roasted by the high temperature of the charcoal fire, but it was also a manifestation of the excitement that his spirit had reached the top.

The four of them stood aside, watching the perfect sword named "Moon Edge" gradually take shape.

Yue Que's originally immersed mind also became more and more agitated.

It's like a fateful encounter.

It's like an old friend who is about to be reunited.

Agitated.

Joy.

There are no words.

Clang!

Final Punch!

Under the expectant gaze of everyone in the entire sword-casting room, the perfect sword was finally successfully cast.

"Try the hammer!" Wu Jincao shouted.

A disciple of the Ruijin Banner next to him struggled to lift a sledgehammer and shot it down on the edge of the sword.

There was only a soft snort, and the hammer head split in two, half of which was attached to the hammer and the other half fell to the ground.

Seeing this, many disciples in the sword-forging room were overjoyed, this perfect sword born in their hard work sharpened like cutting tofu, and even the sound of jingle could not be heard, it was really a peerless sword.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Jincao slowly picked up the perfect sword that had been cast, slowly raised it, and said with a smile: "Thank you Sect Master for your love, so that your subordinates can forge the most perfect sword weapon in this life." ”

The shape of this perfect sword is exactly the same as the strange sword shape in Yue Que's hand in Wudang Mountain and Zhang Sanfeng's hand.

No.

It should be said.

It was meant to be a sword.

"Sect Master, please give me a name!" Wu Jincao presented the Perfect Sword in front of Yue Que with both hands.

"This sword. ”

"The name 'Moon Rim'. ”