At night, Wang Yuyan lay on the bed to rest and regain her energy.
Lying beside her was an exquisite long sword, ninety-nine centimeters long, weighing one hundred and eighty pounds, with a white hilt and a silver blade. There were no other unnecessary embellishments. The style was the same as the one in Fairy Sword III.
The demon sword is very similar.
This sword seemed to be surrounded by sword energy. Looking at it from a distance, it felt as if the eyes were stabbed by a sharp sword. However, next to Wang Yuyan, he was extremely well-behaved, as if he was protecting Wang Yuyan.
This was given by Li Fei when Wang Yuyan went to challenge Shan Zheng's family two years ago. It may be to repay the favor or to invest in the young hero, so he gave it to Wang Yuyan without taking any money.
Wang Yuyan didn't want to accept it at first, but the long sword in her hand was too ordinary to accompany her for too long, and she also lacked materials, so she accepted it. She also accepted Li Fei's favor, as long as it did not violate her
In her heart, no matter what happens, she will try her best to repay him, because she is confident that she will definitely reach the pinnacle of this world, even shatter the void, and nothing will be difficult for her.
And she was indeed lucky. During the challenge in Chang'an, she happened to meet a swordsmith named Li Jian who claimed to be a descendant of Ou Yezi. He also volunteered to provide her with many precious materials, hoping that Wang Yuyan could give him the meteorite iron to cast one.
The peerless sword only requires that she can use this sword to become famous all over the world and revive the reputation of his family.
Of course Wang Yuyan agreed to such a sure profit without compensation, and gave Li Jian the model of the sword she wanted to make, and agreed to pick up the sword after she moved to Liao, Xixia, Tubo and other places.
Half a year ago, Wang Yuyan ended her challenging journey and returned to Chang'an. Li Jian seemed to have aged for more than ten years, but his spirit was extremely high, because as a swordsmith, there is nothing better than forging a peerless sword.
If you want to be happier, you will not hesitate to sacrifice your life.
"Miss Wang, the weapon has been forged, but it is still being quenched. It will be completely successful when the sword master injects a drop of essence and blood." Li Jian said to Wang Yuyan excitedly.
Wang Yuyan nodded. She also knew the method of blood refining, which allowed the sword owner to fully control the sword. So she slapped her chest with her palm and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the sword. This was her heart's content.
When this sword comes out of the furnace, the sword energy is extremely strong, and those who are not skilled enough will even suffer serious injuries.
The moment Wang Yuyan held the hilt of the sword, she could feel a weak connection between the sword and her, just like the sword had a sword spirit.
This sword weighs one hundred and eighty kilograms, and ordinary people cannot use it freely. Unless Wang Yuyan's physique is different from ordinary people, and she has exercised since she was a child, taking medicinal baths and using her internal energy to nourish her body for more than ten years, she would be able to use it freely.
"From now on, you will be called Fu Xin Jian. You will always remind me to remember my original intention. Don't be fooled by the prosperous surface. Wipe away the dusty Taoist heart. I hope you can accompany me to witness the miracles of the heavens." Wang Yuyan said happily.
After I finished speaking, I seemed to be able to feel the sword trembling slightly, as if it was responding to me.
During the six months since she came to the Sword Demon Valley, she took it with her every day and used her sword intention to cultivate her inner strength. Now, the heart-touching sword has a hint of Wang Yuyan's cutting sword intention, as if nothing can be cut and its power is even greater.
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