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Seeing that Qing Ding's fate was on the line, Tianhe couldn't care less, so he directly grabbed the sword of a disciple next to him and threw it towards Qing Ding's sword with all his might.

"Qiang ......"

In the crisp sound, I saw a sword light light light up out of thin air, turning into a brilliant aurora, and in the stunned eyes of Tianhe, it rushed straight to Qingding's sword blade, and stood firmly in front of Qingzhen's neck, like a pillar of optimus in Qingding's all-out slash, standing still.

“...... Edgeworthiness!"

Tianhe's gaze moved away from the long sword that he threw out, and landed on the edge of the ring, holding the sword trick in his hand, if it weren't for the fact that he secretly used the sword trick to manipulate the long sword, at this moment Halal's head would have fallen to the ground.

"The winner has been decided, that's it!"

Xu Ming seemed to enjoy the adoring eyes of the disciples, and said a word in a very elegant manner, and then manipulated the long sword, jumped up in the envy and jealousy of the disciples, stood on the sword body, and flew away.

"It's worthy of Senior Brother Xuming, this style is simply the best interpretation of the immortals in the world, Ah, there is wood?"

"It's so enviable when I'll be able to learn this swordplay. ”

“...... Well, no, that's my sword!"

After sighing with emotion, some of the disciples finally came to their senses that the Void Ming Imperial Sword was using the same long sword that he had been thrown out by Tianhe.

"Well, this senior brother, don't look at me with such eyes, in fact, I think you should think about the problem from a different angle. ”

Tianhe was stared at by the tall senior brother who was a little hairy, and said, "Is Senior Brother Xuming the kind of person who will covet an ordinary sword?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Tianhe's head shook like a rattle, and his face was completely a look of whether you believe it or not, anyway, uncle, I am convinced: "If we think from the perspective of Senior Brother Xuming, maybe he has something important to do and leave first, and when he gets off the sword, he remembers that the sword is not him, with the character of Senior Brother Xuming, he will definitely choose to return to the original owner, and then he will automatically come to you, and you can also have a chance to ask Senior Brother Xuming for swordsmanship, this is a good thing that no number of people can ask for!"

The man was stunned by what Tianhe said, and said with a confused face: "It makes sense, but I always feel that there seems to be something wrong in it?"

"The swordsmanship of the Halal junior brother is still lacking in fire, if you don't want to be thrown too far, you need to practice more. ”

In the ring, Qing Ding made the appearance of a handsome boy, holding a sharp sword behind him, and holding a strand of long hair in front of his forehead with his left hand, so as to be a teacher: "Some halal junior brothers or don't touch well, there is a saying that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. ”

"Hmph, it's like you're really good. ”

Qingding didn't say Tianhe's name, but from his eyes alone, Tianhe knew that he was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and said angrily: "If it weren't for the fact that you have a high-grade sword, today's contest between you and the halal senior brother, it is still unknown who will kill the deer!"

"Hmph, be jealous, envy! Every disciple who enters the realm of refining qi and transforming gods needs to find a good sword for himself, but unfortunately not everyone can have this kind of sword in my hand, and it just so happens that Senior Brother Qingyi has a good channel. ”

Qing Ding put on a lofty posture and said charity: "Senior Halal Brother, if you are willing to draw a line with the thieves around you, I promise to give you a high-grade sword, what do you think?"

"Isn't it just a high-grade sword, what's so remarkable, but you have the courage to compete with the halal brother in two days......"

"Senior Brother Qinghe, don't say it, my sword has been ......"

Tianhe said confidently: "Senior Brother Halal, have you forgotten what my old profession does? Don't worry, I will definitely forge a stronger sword for you when the time comes!"

"Okay, let's fight again in two days, I want to see what kind of broken copper and iron you can make with this stinky iron!"

Leaving the square, Qing Halal asked suspiciously, "Senior Brother Qinghe, can you really forge a sword that rivals him?"

"Senior brother, don't look at my young age, I grew up in Shijiazhuang, all kinds of weapons have been cast, and I have also cast medium-grade sharp weapons, if the materials allow, casting a high-grade sharp weapon is not a problem. ”

Tianhe said confidently: "Senior brother, where are the casting materials you prepared?"

"In my house, I'll go get it. ”

Qing Halal said excitedly: "Senior brother, are you going to the bamboo forest building of Zizhu Peak to find you?"

"Well, I'll go and prepare for the sword forging first. ”

The bamboo forest building is still empty, and there is no Guangchengzi in sight, only a clear humming sound, which is particularly annoying.

Tianhe picked up the flat shoulder, took two wooden barrels and hurried up the back mountain, passing by Bai Zhi's grave, seeing that half of the incense candle in front of the grave was knocked down by something, and the sacrifices were also gnawed up, and a sense of desolation could not help but rise in his heart.

Maybe three days later will be his death, but I don't know if someone will go to his grave then?

As soon as he thought of this, Tianhe put down the flat burden, carefully placed the sacrifices, inserted the incense candles back into their original positions, and respectfully bowed three times in front of the tomb: "Seniors, although you and I have never known each other, but thanks to your blessings, Tianhe has indeed gained a lot during this time." If I can't get away with it, this is the last time I will go to your grave, and I wish you all the best under the Yellow Spring, and be reincarnated as soon as possible. ”

After chattering and reciting the messy Daozang Immortal Sutra, Tianhe got up again and picked up the flat shoulder, and strode towards the waterfall in the back mountain.

After he left, the jade machine real person who had given him the jade pendant before walked out quietly, looked at his slightly depressed back, and then looked at the rearranged sacrificial incense candles, and frowned slightly.

"Lingquan, ......"

When he crossed the top of Zizhu Peak, Tianhe couldn't help but slow down, inhaled two breaths hard, and only felt that the clear qi entered the body, making the spirit more vigorous.

It is said that the senior brother Qingtao who has this spiritual spring ranks third among the registered disciples, and the strength is so high that Qingding can throw Qingding out of eight streets so far, at the moment Tianhe really has no confidence to defeat this senior brother, so every time he comes to Zizhu Peak, he can only stand on the periphery and take two more sips to enjoy it.

The back of Zizhu Peak is connected to another even more towering and majestic mountain, called Tianzhu Peak, but as long as you turn over the top of Zizhu Peak, all the clear qi suddenly stops, as if there is something on Tianzhu Peak that isolates the flow of clear qi.

Even so, the valley between the two peaks is still lush and green, and all kinds of big trees and grasses are overgrown, especially a waterfall that pours down from the sky-turning peak, there is really a kind of flying down 3,000 feet, which is suspected to be the grandeur and majesty of the Milky Way falling for nine days.

Tianhe stood in front of Tianzhu Peak in a trance, he could vaguely sense that this mountain peak was very extraordinary, there was a kind of indescribable aura, but whenever he wanted to feel it seriously, that Dao rhyme would be hidden like a naughty child, making him feel that everything was just his own psychological effect, making something out of nothing.

"Well, yes, that's it!"

Tianhe relieved himself, bowed two canopies of water with his hand, put it in his mouth and tasted it, only to feel that there was a cold and continuous sweetness flowing down his throat, nourishing the internal organs in his body.

"The water here is soft and cold, and it is most suitable for casting water-based weapons, and using it to quench will definitely bring the quality of weapons to a higher level. Maybe today will be the last time I forge my sword, and I can't lose no matter what, and the reputation of the Pure Sword Clan must not be ruined in my hands!"

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