Chapter 815: Suit comparison

In early winter, the weather was cold.
The Wuzhi Peak is permeated with cold fog, and in the bluestone square at the foot of the main peak, there are people and people, gathered together in groups of three or five, whispering to discuss what.
The square is full of heights, and there is a high platform on the east side of the square. On the high platform is a censer surrounded by three people, and the purple smoke rises, and after the censer, a row of square chairs are lined up like a long dragon. The green pear mahogany is not bad even if it is flushed with water.
At the center of the square stands a long sword with a height of ten feet, half of the long sword is inserted into the earth, showing a momentum of heaven, the blade is as thin as a cicada wing, the white light shines, and a sharp sword spirit rises into the sky. , Stirring the void, above the giant sword, countless rusty chains stretched down and inserted into the earth.
Yu Xiuming, Qu Zhengde and Ouyang Ming walked side by side and came to the square and said softly: "Master Ou, Master Qu, this is the place to compare."
Ouyang Ming arched his hand and said, "Thank you Master Yu!" Then he moved his gaze to the giant sword, and sighed faintly, revealing a strange color in his eyes. Breathing and vomiting, spit out the cold in his chest.
Qu Zhengde glanced, and his eyes flashed twice.
Yu Xiuming has a heart and soul and introduces actively: "Two people, the origin of this giant sword is not easy!"
Ouyang Ming saw the frost in front of his mouth condensing into a circle of fan-shaped frost flowers. He raised his palm and gently caught it. The frost flower suddenly turned into cold dew. He asked softly and asked, "Master Yu, you talk about this giant sword Where does it come from?"
Yu Xiuming raised his finger and pointed at the sky with a strange expression: "It is rumored that thousands of years ago, a wind and thunder, a rainy night, a long sword stunned from the outside, the sword was magnificent, and it rushed into the bullfight, tearing the night out Fragmented, the rain curtain within a hundred miles was cut off from it, a sword has the power of breaking the river, the earth trembles, the rocks are emptied from the sky, the majestic sword is extremely pure, and it is condensed but not scattered, but the people of Wuzhifeng , But no one was injured."
Ouyang Ming twitched slightly, his face slightly changed, and weirdly said: "So wicked, what about the condensed sword spirit?"
Yu Xiuming lifted his chin slightly, glanced at the rusty iron chain above the giant sword, and said, "The seal is sealed, the sword is too strong, and it is very difficult for the disciples to get close. It was painful, and it was sealed by the senior Wuzhifeng with the seal of the nine seals thousands of years ago, but until now, every night of the full moon, within the square, there is still a vision that ordinary people can't imagine. "
He leaned forward and leaned into Ouyang Ming's ear, deliberately lowering his voice and said: "I heard that Master has also seen this scene with his own eyes."
While the two were talking, the aura rolled over the square, and ten blue horses flew from the cap.
These ten Changhongs have a monstrous momentum, their blood is surging, and they are carrying wind and thunder. The wind and clouds in the sky are reversed, and the sound of thunder and thunder rushes down. All the disciples in Qingshi Square are trembling, looking subconsciously. Xiang Changhong.
Almost at the moment they looked at the past, there was a huge spiritual consciousness, and suddenly swept away from the snow-capped mountain top.
Those who are swept away by this spiritual consciousness can't help but tremble...
It was an absolute coercion of the strong, as if it could dry up the human body and annihilate the soul. With just one thought and one look, one could destroy all forms.
This is the Venerable, even if it is a look, it carries the power of heaven and earth.
There is only one idea in the heart of Wuzhifeng disciples, flew in the flesh, so many venerators appeared at the same time?
The ten figures landed on the high platform at the same time, and Heavenly Sword Sovereign waved his sleeves, and said softly, "Virgin, please take a seat."
Venerable Ai Hongli took a step and whispered: "Then I will be disrespectful!" As soon as the voice fell, he sat in the first position on the right.
Venerable Chi Ningyun wore white clothes like snow, fair skin, like the most perfect white jade sheep fat, green silk like a waterfall, and sprinkled softly, and Lian Bu moved gently to Venerable Zhiming.
Qiu Chengwang, a venerable survivor of the Bliss Palace, wore a Chinese suit with a handsome face.
In his hand, the fan shook gently, with a picture of Dunhuang flying above it, and glanced at Venerable Ning Yun, with a touch of admiration hidden in his eyes.
The strong men of the Nine Great Sect Gates of Danzhou sit on the left, especially the Taihe Venerable of Sect Sect, with a face like a sharp axe, a long sword hanging around their waists, and an upright momentum spread out, and the whole person Like a sword.
Venerable Yu Qi sat next to Venerable Heavenly Sword, looking at the giant sword in the Bluestone Plaza, and said with a smile: "Dear Heavenly Knife, every time I see this great sword, I have a lingering fear. There is more power than I know."
Venerable Heavenly Sword shook his head with a smile, and said, "Senior Yu Qi, it is rumored that there is an amazing heritage in this giant sword, but my Wuzhifeng has been searching for many years, but I have no clue.
Ai Hongli tapped the chair gently with a finger, and said with a smile: "Senior Sword, time is almost up, so let's start to compare!"
After Venerable Heavenly Sword sighed, his palm lightly patted, and suddenly an old man with a grimacing face walked into the field. He was kind, slightly lowered, and smiled heartily: "Li Qingwu, a five-finger peak, I have seen all of you, This time, I’m presiding over the forging.
He doesn’t have a loud voice, but there is a spiritual power in it that everyone on the square can hear.
Listening to this voice, Yu Xiuming's face slightly regretted.
If it weren’t for Ouyang Ming, this time the candidate for the forging with Zhangzhou must be him, and the slight bit of thought would press down the bitterness in his heart.
Li Qinghou looked around and saw that no one had any objections. He clenched his fists and said: "Master Ou, Master Qu, please!"
Ouyang Ming glanced at Qu Zhengde, his fighting spirit surged in his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "Master Qu is careful, he won't keep his hands underneath."
Qu Zhengde's eyes flashed finely, and he said in a deep voice, "So do I!"
A majestic warfare came out together and stepped up step by step. The two actually started to confront each other from the words.
Li Qinghou saw the momentum of the two people condensing little by little, his pupils shrunk slightly, and he sighed. It is worthy of being the most forging master in the two states, and the flamboyant spirit only revealed, it is already extraordinary. The confrontation made people feel terrified.
Suppressing this thought, Shen said: "The technique of forging is extremely mottled, and there are many sidelines, but the most test of the skills of the forging master is the forging set. This time, the content of the forging ratio is the forging set. Well, words Not much to say, start now."
Under the reverberation of the voice, the square fell into a strange quietness, only the wind whimpered, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ouyang Ming and Qu Zhengde.
Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, his thoughts moved, and the flame of the Tianfeng in his hand lit up.
A scorching air wave reverberated, and the air above the flame twisted strangely.
Qu Zhengde's face changed slightly, his heart sighed, and the temperature was so high. Forging equipment with this flame, must it be fast?
He no longer hesitated, there was a shadow of flame reflected in his eyes, and there was a white flame in his palm, transparent as snow, his aura burst from the palm, this white flame suddenly burned up, but strangely, the flame There was no temperature on it, but a cold chill.
Heavenly Sword Sovereign's face slightly changed, and said, "Sovereign Ai, you hid so deeply that it was actually the Winter Flame."
The eyes of Venerable Yu Qi shrank slightly, and he whispered: "Dear Heaven Sword, you are right, is it really the flame of winter?"
"Yes, it's the Winter Flame. This flame took a hundred years to take out from the bottom of the East Cold Sea. The sword walked off the slant and forged the equipment with a chill, so as to achieve a delicate balance. There is a 30% chance that the equipment grade will be improved. First order." Venerable Ai Hongli explained with a smile on his face.
His Holiness Danzhou inhaled all together and looked a little more solemn when he looked at Qu Zhengde.
Ouyang Ming has long been familiar with forging equipment, and his spiritual power has reached his fingertips. The flames in his hands are very big. Obviously, the fire of Tianfeng has been urged to the extreme. A cluster of flames is beating in his palm.
Huo Ran, Ouyang Ming's eyes condensed, his body sinking into his body, sitting in front of him, stepping into the realm of the unity of heaven and man.
Many kinds of precious refining materials melt quickly. These materials are all precious materials collected in Wuzhifeng. There are even several kinds of materials. They can be described by the four words "marketable and invaluable". Danzhou and Zhangzhou will come up with such a big ratio. On weekdays, even if Yu Xiuming wants to get it, it will take a lot of effort.
Qu Zhengde did not sink his momentum into his body like Ouyang Ming, but his five fingers flew like flying ~ EbookFREE.me ~ to give people a sense of magnificence.
Even so, he also stepped into the realm of the unity of heaven and humans, meticulous and meticulous, and each action gave people a sense of roundness, which seemed to be a little bit more, a little less, and would not be so round and perfect.
"I really deserve to be a master of forging, and my mind is so deep." A Wuzhifeng disciple shook his head and sighed softly.
"Well, no wonder this age is a master forge."
In particular, the forging masters of the various ancestors watching the battle at the moment have a strong envy on their faces. The realm of unity of heaven and man and meticulousness make them extremely envious.
Reaching this state, the flame control of every trace can be freely retracted and refined.
The light in Qu Zhengde's eyes gathered, and a variety of special forging techniques kept hitting. The white flames at the fingertips jumped. Soon, a shoulder was slowly formed, and it was extremely brilliant. There was no slight change in Qu Zhengde's face. The golden box appeared out of thin air, indicating that the wind followed the volume, and the coagulation stone blazed like blood.
From a distance, Qu Zhengde was shrouded in red mist.
Those who are not strong in their minds, their thoughts are rolling in their heads, their eyes are red, and they are caught in a nightmare.
The Venerable on the high platform exclaimed at the same time: "This... this is actually a bloodstone?"
Heaven Sword Sovereign's sleeves flicked, his face was already cold, and he sneered: "Sir Ai, this is a bit unreasonable? Master Ge is very disadvantaged when this gem is made into equipment!"
Venerable Yu Qi also blamed: "Yes, Tianwai Kistler has greatly improved the equipment attributes, it is difficult to describe." It is also a slightly impure look at Ai Hongli, waiting for his explanation.
Ai Hongli was also confused, and smiled bitterly: "Heavenly Sword Sovereign, don't know what's going on." 1
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