Chapter 172: Forged sword hidden spirit to be sharpened

Zhang Yan sits in the rooftop sword furnace for twenty years.
There are more than eighty days in Xuan Canyu, but only one day in the outside world. Twenty years later, if he waits for 1,600 years in this way.
Under his repeated deduction, the method of refining the sword tyre has become thoroughly acquainted with it, and he is familiar with every step.
Yuanying Monk's life has a thousand years, but if the time spent on the tactics alone, he is far superior to those disciples of his peers in Qing Dynasty. It's perfect.
After he withdrew his mind from the injurious jade, he looked at the restraints for four weeks. There was no difference, and there were no signs of people from the Qing dynasty, so he didn't delay, and decided to start to worship Jianjian Wan.
I slammed my heart, and the sword tire flew out, hanging in front of the nose.
His gaze shifted a little, as soon as he turned his mind and turned in mana spirits, he would not sacrifice himself.
Suddenly it was another ten years.
Within the sword furnace, Zhang Yan's sacrifice sword is the most critical step.
He was somber, his eyes flashed, and he saw the sword pill that was flashing in front of him. He hit dozens of tricks in accordance with the sacrifice method, and the sword pill trembled gently, and he squeaked several times. The ringing, and then a sharp whirl, its place seems to be a vortex, and the surrounding aura kept pouring in.
At the end of the encounter, the group of Jianguang suddenly stayed still, and then the intention of earning a profit came, and it seemed to be flying away.
Zhang Yan smiled, first calmed it down with mana, and let it go after it was tamed and no longer agitated.
The sword pill was forced for a few days. At this moment, he was restrained, and immediately gave out a sound of joy and encouragement. At this moment, there was a whistling sound in the sword furnace, all the aura seemed to be sucked together, and then only heard a sound. The sky's Jianming, a clear breath like practice, easily pierced the restraint, rushing to the sky!
In the Qing Palace, Ying Chunqiu put down the inscription on his hand, and looked out of the palace, and groaned, "Has the messenger in the sword furnace been in the sword furnace for thirty years?"
Although Ran Xiushu was sitting under the case, he was already drowsy. He was unwilling to take care of these common affairs. However, as a big disciple under the gate of Ying Chunqiu, he had to come here every day to hear his orders. Hear now Master questioned and courageously responded: "The elders in the gate sacrifice sword pill. It takes at least ten years. Zhang Zhenren is not a Chinese person. I am afraid that it will take longer. The apprentice thinks that it only takes six. Seventeen years is a century, and it is not unusual. "
Ye Ying nodded his head in spring and autumn. This inference is still somewhat grounded. Zhang Yanfei is a sword repairer. No matter how talented he is, he will miss several times when he first makes a sword. Thirty years may be enough to clear his head.
Saying him Shen: "If it can be done, that's the best. In recent years, the magic repair is going to be very tempting. If he can't make a sword pill in the next few decades, I'm afraid there will be no chance."
Wu Ranxiushu heard this, her heart moved, and whispered, "Master, but is that magic cave about to be born?"
Yun Yingchun gave him a glance and did not hide it, saying: "The head of the house has recently observed the gas induction, and it can be concluded that the first magic cave will appear in the world for at most 30 to 40 years."
Ran Xiushu's face suddenly glowed, once the magic cave came out, then there is no need to think about it, the six demon lords will send out their hands to protect it, and they will no longer disappear as usual. Great time.
After a while of excitement, he calmed down and thought for a while, and said, "So, the time left by Zhang Zhenren is really not much."
Zhang Yan is the first disciple of the top ten disciples, and ca n’t stay in the Shaoqing Gate for a long time. Without saying, once the magic cave is born, it will be recalled to the Cangmen Gate. .
Not only that, but since then no flying sword has been made, which is definitely not good news for the upcoming battle of Xuanmen.
Qi Ranxiushu had some confidence in Zhang Yan at the beginning, but at the moment he was a little skeptical.
Ying Chunqiu was trying to speak, and suddenly felt a sense of sensation. He snorted, stood up, and looked in a direction that was exactly where the other rooftops were. He looked for a while, and suddenly heard a long sky sword, With a bang, a light rises like a rainbow sword, like a star hanging high, and emits a bright light, shining in the void.
Qi Ranxiu Shu looked at this scene, but was not surprised, and said tonguelessly: "This, is it true that Zhang Zhenren has trained Jian Wan?"
Ying Chunqiu looked at the glorious sky of the sword, clear and clear, it is no doubt that Qinghong Xuanjian was surprised, and he could not help but regret, saying: "There are such talents in the Cang Cang School, and they have such talents in the sword. Why is n’t it my disciple of Shaoqing? "
When the sword pill flew out, it was not only them, but also many disciples from Qing Dynasty who were also shocked. Because Zhang Yan came to the gate to ask for the sword, few people knew it. They thought it was an elder from the gate who made the first sword pill. Already.
At this time, Ying Chunqiu seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly frowned, and said, "Xiu Shu, you go and pass my order. If anyone asks about tonight, it means that Elder Xue is sacrificing sword pills. Said to be a messenger. "
As soon as Ji Ranxiu Shu thought, she guessed why it was, stood up and arched, "The disciples are here to pass on their lives."
On Fu Mofeng, Zhang Yan beckoned towards the sky. The sword pill immediately received the aura of light, throwing it down like water and clear rainbow, and fell in his palm. There was a strange feeling in his heart, as if this thing and himself The mind and heart are connected, and the flesh and blood are connected. Although Jian Wan in the past also felt this kind of feeling, it was far less intense now.
He is a little more sensitive, and feels like he is slowly breathing and breathing, just like a living creature. He immediately knew that at this moment, this sword pill was reborn.
After a while, there was a restlessness in it, which seemed to urge him to perform the sword immediately.
He was waiting to follow his wishes, but when he was about to gain mana, he raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that there was something missing at the moment, and it was not complete, and there was something wrong with the hasty movement, so he put down the action and thought When I thought about it, I took the sword pill into my body, waved my sleeve, removed the surrounding restrictions, and stepped out of the sword furnace.
The deacon was guarding the door. He hadn't seen him for 30 years. He was pale, his face was a lot older, but Zhang Yan's appearance hadn't changed at all. He looked at it enviously and came up. , Said: "Zunke out?"
衍 Zhang Yan laughed: "I have made my sword, and seven sword tyres were produced in the same day. Now there are three swords in the sword pool. It is a gift to the nobles. Thank you for your help."
The sword-making needs to be tempered by his own heart to be able to communicate with each other, but the sword tyre does not need to be so. If there is no Qinghongxuan sword tyre in the Shaoqing Gate, he has already used it directly and left it at this moment. Three, the right to pay back the medication.
The deacon said busyly: "The trail must tell the door truthfully, and dare not take it for granted."
When Zhang Yan slightly nodded his head, he took advantage of the wind to emerge from the Demon Peak. He went to the outside and raised his eyes. When he saw a Tsing Yi Taoist standing in the hanging cloud, he said, "You are good friends."
After Zhang Yan refining his sword, Xi Huaiying would come here every day to take a turn here, only to see Jian Guang fly up. I did n’t know that he had made the sword pill, so he immediately rushed in. He is also the chief inspector, saying: "Tao friends have been making swords for thirty years, and they have finally succeeded.
Zhang Yan said with a smile: "If there were no friends to help each other, there would be no such smooth."
After the two of them spoke a few words here, Zhang Yanben was waiting to return to the pavilion, but Huaiying Ying stopped him and said, "Slowly, Taoist friends might as well go to my cave house for a few days."
Zhang Yan knows that there must be a reason, and after a moment's thoughts, he arches his hand and says, "Then you will disturb the Taoist friends."
Xi Huaiying Dongfu is not far from the sword furnace, and the two rushed to each other for only a moment.
Zhang Yan looked around and saw that the mountain wall above this sword platform was sharply cut, like a sword splitting, and a magnificent waterfall fell, so the waterfall was very wide, and the distance looked like a bead curtain. There were five or six on the top. A stone-sized altar, shaped like a funnel, has a hanging ladder hanging obliquely underneath. It looks like a flying kite, with misty Qiongjing on the altar, cold cliffs, and snow like jade, but below it is Lush vegetation, flint and vine, flourishing.
剑 Jiangguang flashed in Taichung, a handsome young man flew out of the car, and in front of the two of them, he saluted to Wu Huaiying and said, "Teacher."
Xi Huaiying nodded, and said to Zhang Yan: "This is my apprentice Fang Cod." And to the disciple: This is Nai Cang sent Zhang Zhenren, my friend, you should call an uncle. "
The disciple quickly hurriedly said, "Uncle Zhang, please."
Qi Huaiying waved his hand and ordered him to retreat. He took Zhang Yan to Dejian Taizhong and sat down in the entrance of Dongde Cave. He said, "Half a month ago, there was a rumor that Yu Xiao had arrived in Demen. I heard this time. Zheng Shi is Zhou Huang, and he will arrive no later than tomorrow. "
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It was no wonder that Shao Qing arranged this way. On the sword fighting society, Zhou Qingxi had been beheaded by him, not to mention the Zhou family ’s private festival with him. It seems that they are not the same. Shao Qing was afraid that both of them would stay in the museum, which would cause trouble.
He smiled and said, "I don't know where my brother Miao and the elders are now?"
Wu Huaiying said in a deep voice: "Brother Ran has made arrangements and will not meet with Yu Xiaomen." And he said positively: "Tao Brothers have been practicing sword for 30 years. I think it is urgent to build Qi and consolidate the Dharma. I won't bother you first. "
After all, he got up and saluted, and stepped out of the door.
Zhang Yan smiled and got up to give him away. What he achieved was the Yuanzheng Fa body, the harmony of yin and yang, the same inside and outside, and the toughness outside, even if walking on this extreme sky, he would not lose money, but this need not be said. Out.
He returned to the couch and sat down, but was in deep contemplation, and his heart thought that this time Yu Xiao sent the envoy for this purpose. After a few thoughts, I already had a little speculation.
However, this is not a major event after all, and the key now is to learn the true story of sword tactics as soon as possible. Fortunately, one more means before the world of the magic cave, so he quickly put the matter down, sit cross-legged, and breathe up.
He quickly passed by the night. He came out of Dongfu in a spirited manner and greeted him with Qi Huaiying. Then he took the wind and went to Qinghong Palace.
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