The majestic mountains are towering into the clouds, the trees in the mountains are verdant, and the clouds and mist are like a fairyland. Among the 100,000 mountains, there are not many others, but the mountains are innumerable, and among these mountains and forests, there are majestic and steep peaks, and there are also some ordinary mountains.

However, this mountain peak is full of strange peaks, and it can be regarded as extremely strange among the 100,000 mountains. At the foot of the mountain is a completely barren land, with no room for weeds to grow, and above the mountainside is an endless green forest.

Han Zaixin was strolling through the forest, the long sword behind him was hidden in the scabbard, he was searching, looking for a place where he could temper his long sword with peace of mind.

In the Sword Sect, Han Zaixin was just an ordinary disciple, and he had no chance to contact the secret method of forging swords in the sect, but it didn't mean that he didn't know how to forge a long sword. As a disciple of Sword Guarding Peak, the peak of Sword Guarding Peak is the base camp of Sword Sect's sword casting, although Han Zaixin has a short time to get started, but he can't stand his master's time is running out! Therefore, Lu Qingxuan, the elder of Sword Guarding Peak, gave his storage bag to Han Zaixin when he was dying.

And in this storage bag, there is the Sword Sect's sword casting cheats, and most of the Sword Sect's commonly used sword casting methods are all recorded. Although these were just conventional means, they also made Han Zaixin understand everything needed to forge a sword.

At least it's not impossible for him to forge a good long sword now! Even if the initial means are rusty, it doesn't matter much, when his cultivation is not high, he may not be able to use divine weapons to be handy.

"To forge a sword, you need earth fire, and you need to be close to a water source! Earth fire urges the quenching of the material, and calcines the long sword to force out the impurities in the material. And the water source is the cooling water source needed to quench the long sword!These two must not be sloppy~!" Han Zaixin walked on this mountain, and thought about finding such a place!

There is such a peculiar place on the Sword Sect's Shoujian Peak, which is a natural place where water and fire are combined. On one side is the boiling earth fire lava, and on the other side is the cold and biting ice of the past. Such a place is the most suitable place to forge swords.

However, Han Zaixin is now thousands of miles away from the Sword Sect, and he has been walking in a car for half a month, and he has not deliberately gone anywhere, but under the strength of his feet, he has also left the Sword Sect for nearly 10,000 miles. Traveling thousands of miles a day is not a difficult thing for a monk in the Lingwu realm.

So now Han Zaixin needs to look for it, at least find a place to forge his long sword. A long sword of sword cultivation is a companion who accompanies you for a lifetime, and you need to be absolutely attentive.

The mountains and forests are deep, and countless towering ancient trees grow in the mountains and forests, and it seems that there have been no traces of people since ancient times. Between the mountains and forests, there is no trace of animal activity, and this mountain forest seems to have no ordinary animals, all of them are demon beasts.

And the group of demon beasts was directly frightened by Han Zaixin, and avoided Han Zaixin's route far away, so Han Zaixin didn't see any animals along the way, not even a single insect between flowers and plants. It's like a dead land. Han Zai couldn't help but think of the Hundred Years Old Mountain that had been restored by the Nine Spiritual Venerables.

"Hey......" sighed softly, as an iron-hearted monk, he was unqualified, because he was still worried about a lot of things, worried about his relatives, that chicken leg, and that little Yun'er who puffed out his little face and ignored himself.

Without a purpose, or with the attitude of trying it out, Han Zaixin once again walked over the top of the mountain. Here, overlooking the mountains and forests, countless trees only have faint branches in sight, and more are under a white mist, which is not real.

But Han Zaixin stood on the top of the mountain and found a strange scene, that is, the fog that permeated the mountains and forests was actually thin in some places and thick in some places.

"This ...... Could it be that the center of the mist is the secret of this mountain forest!" Han Zaixin thought in his heart, and suddenly the sword light flashed under his feet, and the whole person flew up directly like a goshawk.

The figure rotated in mid-air, and then one rose, walking in the air with both feet, the sword light flashed under his feet, and the whole person actually flew up directly in mid-air, and rushed towards the place where the thickest fog was located in the distance.

The sword light flickered, and Han Zaixin's figure resisted the wind with nothingness, like a dancing immortal, not stained with dust, and even the shoes under his feet were extremely refreshing, although the shoes that were already a little tattered seemed a little unworthy of his demeanor at this time.

But there are no people here, only a few demon beasts that are not in the climate, so no one has seen Han Zaixin like this.

His figure was like a real shadow, flashing in mid-air, and the next time he appeared was in the sky a hundred zhang away, and he couldn't set foot in the sky, but at this time, this mountain peak was thousands of zhang high, and he could be regarded as stepping into the sky ten thousand feet above the ground.

It's just that it starts from the ground at the foot of the mountain, not the distance he is now from the mountain forest at his feet.

Walking on the mist, Han Zaixin is like an immortal walking in the ethereal fairy aura, the long robe on his body is navy blue, and it seems that there is a different smell of dust, at this time he is like a nine-day fairy, although he is older.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and Han Zaixin finally arrives at the most central position, this is the place where the fog is thickest among all the mountains and forests, and it is also a place that Han Zaixin has never been to, which makes him feel very puzzled!

Because just now he was climbing up the mountain in circles, and it stands to reason that all places will not escape his search, but this place has strangely not been......!

"Could it be that there is a natural formation here, or an artificially arranged formation?" Han Zaixin felt a puzzle in his heart, but he had already arrived here, how could he not go down and take a look?

It doesn't matter if there are people or not, even if there are people in this kind of place, the cultivation world is the weak, Han Zaixin does not have the contempt for ordinary people to be superior, he can do not despise them and give them corresponding respect. But for monks, it is up to the other party to decide how they treat themselves!

If you are good to me, then I am also good to you, people respect me, I respect people! But if you despise me, or think that I am a bully, then you will know why the flowers are so red! At this point, Han Zaixin's temper was born from his father.

Han's father's exposure since he was a child has made Han Zaixin develop a temperament: stubbornness is one thing, and there is another one, that is, don't cause trouble, but you are definitely not afraid of things! No matter who the other party is, as long as you can stand up to a reason, then you will definitely not be afraid to fight! )