After walking about another two hundred meters, they finally reached the end of the secret passage. Zhan Chen felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and he entered an extremely open cave, about a hundred feet square and more than thirty meters high.
This cave is naturally formed. It is deep in the center of a volcano, so the temperature is naturally very high. But in the very center of the cave, there is a tall refining furnace. Next to the refining furnace, there is also a model for casting swords.
There are dozens of tools for mold hammering, sword blade quenching and other equipment.
Looking at all these things, Zhan Chen sighed with emotion. He had never thought before that it would take so many tools to make a good holy weapon.
Just as he was looking at it, Li Niansheng's voice came from the side: Zhan Chen, can you lend me your ninth-grade imperial weapon for a look?
Only then did he come back to his senses, looked at Li Niansheng, and found that the old man's eyes shone with childlike curiosity. This was probably the persistence of a master swordsmith.
Of course. Zhan Chen said as he took out the Shark Hunting Sword and handed it to Li Niansheng Yuzhong.
Li Niansheng carefully took the sword and began to carefully observe every line on it. Then he closed his eyes and gently stroked the sword body with his hand. Suddenly, he accidentally touched the sharp edge of the shark hunting sword.
The tooth blade and the finger were cut, leaving blood.
But Li Niansheng seemed to be completely unaware of this. Instead, he continued to feel the sharpness of the sword more carefully with his hands until his hands were filled with blood.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Chen seemed to understand why the old man in front of him could become a famous eighth-grade swordsmith in the neutral area.
For half a day, Li Niansheng's mind was attracted by this sword and he could not extricate himself. After half a day, his soul seemed to return to his body.
After coming back to his senses, he placed the sword on a shelf aside and sighed: Although this sword is just an imperial weapon, its production process is ingenious and the connections are natural. It really doesn't look like a human work.
Not as far
Zhan Chen asked curiously: Master, did you see anything from this?
Your sword is an ancient sword. Its real age should be no less than a million years. I don't know which ninth-grade swordsmith it was made by.
Millions of years, it's impossible. Zhan Chen shouted in surprise: Can an imperial weapon withstand the baptism of millions of years? I'm afraid it would have decayed long ago.
It is absolutely true that its refining techniques have been lost long ago, and I was able to identify some of its refining techniques through some fragments of ancient books. As for why it can remain immortal, I think it has something to do with the fact that it keeps drinking blood.
Blood is not irrelevant, millions of years of reincarnation, countless twists and turns, Zhan Chen, thank you for letting me see it
Zhan Chen hesitated for a moment, then made a decision and said to Li Niansheng: Master, I want to give this sword to you as a gift, because in my hands, it is just a murder weapon at best, and in my hands, it is nothing more than a murder weapon.
In your hands, it is much more useful, and it may be able to reveal to us the refining techniques of ninth-grade weapons.
Li Niansheng was stunned and laughed: Zhan Chen, what you said is so good that I can't refuse it. After a pause, he then said: If I'm not wrong, you want to use this as a condition to let me help you.
Forge a holy weapon.
Zhan Chen smiled slightly and admitted: It is true. I have admired your sword-making skills for a long time.
OK, I promise you.
Is it true? Zhan Chen was ecstatic, but he still didn't believe what he heard.
Of course it is true. I, Li Niansheng, who always sticks to my word, told him categorically.
Great, I will pay you any amount of remuneration you need, Zhan Chen continued.
Li Niansheng pondered for a long time and said: Then I won't be polite to you, 300,000 top grade yuan stones, this is the most basic material fee.
No problem. Zhan Chen breathed a sigh of relief. With 300,000 top-quality Yuan Stones, you can get an eighth-grade holy weapon. There is nothing cheaper than this.
Okay, let me tell you what you want first. Before Li Niansheng finished speaking, they suddenly heard bursts of roaring sounds coming from a distance, and they came from the other end of the secret passage.
What is going on? Could it be that someone really dared to break in? Li Niansheng couldn't help but be stunned. His great disciple Shi Qingran was guarding outside. Who would be so bold to come to the door? Could it be other strong men from the Martial Saint Dzogchen?
Master, do you want to go out and take a look? Zhan Chen asked uncertainly.
Walk
So Li Niansheng went in front, followed by Zhan Chen, and walked out of the secret passage together. However, they saw that there was already a fierce fight outside. They saw an old man in black robes with the same white hair and childlike face, holding a black thin sword, fighting Shi Qingran.
Compared to Li Niansheng, his face is much more sinister, with a hawk-nosed and beetle-like eyes, glowing red eyes, stubborn and vicious, his moves are fierce and vicious, and a sharp sword is as fast as lightning, all of which are aimed at Shi Qingran's vital parts.
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But Shi Qingran seemed to be outmatched. The sword in his hand only defended his whole body and did not attack. Li Aoyun on the side could not help much. He could only avoid the two of them from a distance and watch all this helplessly.
Seeing that the old man in black robe was making fierce moves, Zhan Chen was not worried about Shi Qingran. The reason was simple, because the old man in black robe was only at the high level of Martial Saint. If he really wanted to make a move, he would have been defeated by Shi Qingran long ago.
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When Li Niansheng saw the old man in black robe, he was stunned for a moment, and then called out: Junior Brother, how did you find this place?
Only then did Zhan Chen suddenly realize that the old man in black robes before you was none other than Shen Hongmo, another eighth-level sword-smithing master as famous as Li Niansheng.
Shi Qingran also shouted helplessly: Master, please persuade my uncle quickly. I tried my best to persuade him, but he just didn't stop and insisted on seeing you.
Li Niansheng hurriedly shouted to Shen Hongmo: Junior brother, stop it quickly, are we going to fight against each other after not seeing each other for five hundred years? I have already figured out those grievances and resentments.
When Shen Hongmo saw Li Niansheng coming out, he stopped and cursed: Li Niansheng, do you think I will just let it go for these five hundred years? In these five hundred years, your reputation has spread far and wide, and you have become famous all over the world.
And I can only be gradually forgotten by others, hiding in the darkness all day long
I study alone in the corner. But the emperor has paid off. Over the years, I have finally made a big breakthrough, and my sword-making skills have improved to a higher level. Now is the time for me to return as the king, completely defeat you, and regain my reputation. I want to let
You also have a taste of this ruined reputation
Li Niansheng couldn't laugh or cry after hearing his extreme words, and said: Junior brother, you have not been completely forgotten. You are still famous in the sword-making world, but you have disappeared for a long time. Since that game, I have regretted it. Please recall it.
, how harmonious and happy it was for you and me to learn sword-making skills and forge swords together under the guidance of the teacher, but why have we come to this point now?
Li Niansheng's words also made Shen Hongmo stunned for a moment, but he then said: No matter what, it is difficult to recover now. You and I have become enemies, and there will never be a day of reconciliation.
No, junior brother, as long as we let go of the past, we can turn over a new page.
Impossible
At this time, Li Niansheng saw that he was stubborn and had a plan in mind. He suddenly turned to Zhan Chen and said: Zhan Chen, how about you lend me your ninth-grade sword first?
Zhan Chen replied: I have already said that the sword will be given to you, master.
Opposite me, Shen Hongmo had a very good ear and immediately caught the conversation between the two of them and asked: Wait, what did you two say about the ninth-grade sword weapon just now?
Seeing that his strategy worked, Li Niansheng smiled and said: This little friend Zhan Chen owns a ninth-grade sword, and I am planning to crack its refining method to improve my sword-making skills.
After hearing what he said, Shen Hongmo couldn't help being surprised and thought to himself: No, I can't let my senior brother break that sword, otherwise my sword-making skills may never surpass his. So he pretended not to believe it and said: Pull it down.
Senior brother, you can brag. How can a ninth-grade sword be so good?
If you don’t believe it, you can come in and take a look.
Okay, just take a look. I want to see if the so-called ninth-grade sword you mentioned is true.
So, Li Niansheng led him and Zhan Chen into the house again. Li Aoyun and Shi Qingran who were standing outside could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The three of them came to Li Niansheng's sword-making room again. Shen Hongmo saw the Shark Hunting Sword at a glance. He hurriedly walked forward, held it in his hand and inspected it carefully. From time to time, he exclaimed in surprise. Compared to Li Niansheng, Shen Hongmo
Hong Mo is even more obsessed with this sword, because the Shark Hunting Sword is a magic sword, and it can only exert its most powerful power in the hands of a demon cultivator.
Shen Hongmo has always forged magic swords. If he can decipher the secret of this sword, his sword-making skills will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. He may even be one step ahead of Li Niansheng and break through to the ninth-level swordsmith level.
Seeing that he refused to put down the sword for a long time, Li Niansheng couldn't help but smile and asked: Junior Brother Shen, you should believe it this time.
Shen Hongmo was awakened by him and said unhappily: Humph, so what?
Li Niansheng said deliberately: Since you have seen the sword, shouldn't you leave my house?
No, you want to drive me away, but I still won’t leave. If you have the guts, let’s fight again. Shen Hongmo, a dignified eighth-grade swordsmith, acted rogue, so he simply sat on the table on the side.
Seeing Li Niansheng and Zhan Chen couldn't help laughing, Li Niansheng hurriedly stopped his laughter and said: "Then what do you want?"
It's very simple, either you let me take away this ninth-grade sword
Why? This is our thing. Li Niansheng pretended to be angry.
Or let me stay too and decipher the secrets of this sword. Shen Hongmo finally revealed his true thoughts.
Hum, you can understand the mysteries of ninth-grade swords
Why not? I have been forging magic swords. I should be able to understand the secrets of this sword better.
Well, let's compete here to see who can figure it out first.
Let’s compare, who is afraid of whom?
Zhan Chen on the side looked at the two seniors who were highly respected in the eyes of others, and they were so quarreling that they were blushing. He was quite amused, but he did not forget the purpose of his trip, so he shouted: "Senior Shen"
, this shark hunting sword originally belonged to me. I gave it to Senior Li because he promised to forge an eighth-grade sword for me, but you
Shen Hongmo immediately called out: Zhan Chen, don't give the sword to him. Give it to him. You might as well give it to me. I can make a better sword for you than him.
Zhan Chen, don't listen to him, the sword I forged is the most suitable for you. Li Niansheng is not far behind.
Zhan Chen's eyes lit up, and he took the opportunity to stand under the soup and said: I don't know which senior is more skilled. Otherwise, I will leave my sword to you for joint research, but you must agree to make a sword for me after research. Since you have done it before Let's have a competition. Why don't I act as the referee and see whose sword is better cast?
Li Niansheng smiled and said: Zhan Chen, it's okay, I'm afraid that Junior Brother Shen won't dare to take the move. When he said this, he deliberately glanced at him.
Shen Hongmo sneered and replied: Bijibi, I will seal your mouth with facts.