Bai Ye basically doesn’t know much about Yi Jian Tiangong. Even the inheritance of the saints he received on the Nine Souls Continent rarely recorded this sect. However, one thing is certain. In Li Shengzhou, Yi Jian Tiangong belongs to the famous ancient sect. One of the sects, they are all super sects that have been inherited for a hundred thousand years or more, and the sect has a particularly deep foundation.
It's just that in this sword training room, Bai Ye couldn't feel the slightest bit of the sect's heritage.
The old man is also an elder of Yi Jian Tiangong. His name is Sha Moxi. He is a miscellaneous elder of Yi Jian Tiangong. Like Na Luo Xuan, he is in charge of logistics. The disciples speculate that the strength of Sha Moxi is not that great. After all, Sha Moxi is You can also guess the appearance of Moxibustion. The other elders are all dressed in brocade robes and are high-spirited. However, he wears simple clothes all year round. He is thin and not even 1.6 meters tall. He holds a jar of wine at the door all day long and is very drunk. Runi, it is really difficult to compare him with those strong men who cover the sky with one hand.
"The main task of our sword cultivation room is to repair and build swords! Yi Jian Tiangong is a sect famous for its sword cultivation, and it follows the path of swordsmanship, so for swords, our Yi Jian Tiangong's requirements are very strict! This sword cultivation The broken swords in the room are not only those left by the ancestors, but also the swords damaged by the disciples during their training. Tiangong consumes many swords every day. Now the inventory of the sword library is insufficient. You must repair a hundred swords every day. Rest, understand? Go to work quickly!" The old man held a wine jar and said while filling the wine.
"Then how do I practice?" Bai Ye was stunned.
He came here to learn the supreme skills of Li Shengzhou and to practice the supreme swordsmanship, not to practice swordsmanship.
But the old man ignored him and snorted coldly: "You still practice? You have to practice swordsmanship first, and then you tell me about practice! Boy, let me tell you, if you can't even practice swordsmanship, don't tell me about practice. !”
After that, the old man threw a piece of paper from his arms, crumpled it into a ball and threw it towards Bai Ye, while Xuan'er turned and left.
"I will come over in the evening to take stock. If one sword is missing, you will have to pay more attention to me!"
When the sound fell to the ground, people left.
Bai Ye frowned, picked up the paper and spread it out. On it was a simple step for sword repair.
First, the emperor's energy and holy power are injected into the broken sword, and then it is put into the furnace for refining. The broken sword melts, and then it is reshaped with the holy power or emperor's energy. As for the strength and hardness of the broken sword after being recast, it is obtained Looking at the materials invested in the recasting, there are quite a lot of materials prepared by Yi Jian Tiangong in the sword repair room. Bai Ye can use them as he likes, which is good.
"That's all, let's make peace with it now that it's come. What's more, this sword-cultivating practice is about the sword, but it's also about the heart. Although I have many soul skills, I've always been practicing sword-cultivation. Today, I'm not practicing sword-cultivation. You must have some insights!”
Bai Ye murmured, and immediately walked to the sword tomb, pulled out a broken sword, and looked at it.
This sword has a unique shape. There are four barbs on the hilt. The sword is slender, but there are cracks all over it, the blade is curled, and the gems on the hilt are dull. I am afraid that with just one swing, the whole sword will be damaged. Broken to pieces.
Bai Ye looked at it for a moment, and his mind couldn't help but have thoughts.
"What would this sword be like in its heyday?"
I guess it’s also a divine sword, right?
Let’s try it on you!
Bai Ye exhaled, and injected the imperial power and holy power in his body into the sword, wrapping it completely like a mold. Xuan'er threw it into the fire, and the terrifying fire burst out with scorching heat. Even if Bai Ye possessed the Universal Master
His body was still dripping with sweat from the heat! He believed that even if a saint fell into this fire, he would be burned alive if he didn't take ten breaths!
This sword training room seems simple, but everything is unusual.
After about thirty breaths, the sword body turned red and began to melt. Bai Ye immediately controlled the imperial energy and holy power to reshape the sword body. At the same time, he took the materials and put them into them during the reshaping process to refine them. After half a stick of incense passed by, Bai Ye immediately
According to the steps on the paper, put it into the cold water on the side for cooling. In an instant, bursts of green smoke appeared from the water, a hissing sound was heard, and the initial repair of the sword was completed...
Although it still needs some tempering, for now, Bai Ye is quite satisfied with his results.
"Hey, new guy! What's your name?"
At this time, a group of shirtless people came over, all with evil looks on their faces.
Bai Ye turned his head and nodded slightly: "Brothers, my name is Bai Ye."
"white night?"
"What a common name."
A few people murmured for a while, then pointed to the pile of broken swords beside them and said: "That's what we have today. You can help us recast it before tonight. Do you understand? Elder Sha will check it at night."
Bai Ye glanced over there and shook his head silently: "There are at least thousands of them there. Even if I had a hundred per hour, it would still be impossible to complete. Please don't embarrass me."
"So, you are going to refuse?"
"How dare a high-ranking emperor be so arrogant? I think you don't want to hang around here anymore."
"Have you ever heard of cannon burning? Believe it or not, we will tie you to the stove and let your skin and flesh rip apart!"
Several people's eyes were condensed and their voices were cold.
Bai Ye's eyes narrowed, he glanced around a few people, and said calmly: "I want to give you face, so I call you senior brother. Don't push yourself too far. Are a few semi-saints so arrogant?"
After saying this, the surrounding disciples in the sword repair room were stunned, and they all looked at Bai Ye in astonishment.
The upper emperor clamored for half-saints?
Who is arrogant?
"I think you're just looking for death! I'll teach you how to be a human being first!!" A half-saint couldn't help it anymore and rushed over with a roar. His fist was like a meteor, shaking the void, carrying the power of destroying mountains, towards Bai Ye.
His face was smashed.
This attack is particularly terrifying. The holy power is pure and powerful. The upper emperor will definitely not be able to resist it. Even if he blocks it, he will probably end up with all his bones broken.
However...
Bai Ye is not an ordinary high-ranking emperor.
He raised his hand suddenly, blocked the incoming fist, and completely covered it, Xuan'er exerted force violently.
Boom!
The crisp cracking sound of bones spread in all directions.
"Ah!!!!" the half-saint screamed miserably, with cold sweat pouring from his forehead.
"Junior Brother Liu!!"
"Asshole!!"
The remaining people became furious and rushed over together, attacking fiercely.
Many of the onlookers around secretly shouted shamelessly.
So many half-saints actually deal with a high-ranking emperor... This is bullying others.
Everyone felt sorry for the newcomer.
But...the next second, everyone discovered that they were wrong.
Faced with the siege of several semi-saints, Bai Ye was particularly calm. He was unhurried and at ease. He backed away continuously to avoid several fierce fists, and then jumped up and smashed the half-baked saint that several people were offering sacrifices to.
With such force, Xuan'er kicked one of them!
boom!
The man's chest was kicked and dented. He flew out instantly and knocked over a small stove. His whole body was ignited with flames. He screamed and jumped into the cold pool, which was particularly embarrassing.
Bai Ye was not polite, turned around and rushed towards the other person again. His speed was extremely fast, and lightning could not be described as lightning. He appeared in front of that person in an instant, held his head with one hand, and smashed the person to the ground.
boom!
In an instant, the entire sword training room seemed to be shaking. The man's forehead was smashed into the ground by Bai Ye's huge force. When the man pulled out his head, it was already bloody and bloody.
, shook twice, then fell to the ground and fainted.
The others gasped when they saw this.
Push the half-saint to the ground and beat him?
Is this damn emperor still a high-ranking emperor?
"You just said you were going to bake me on the stove, right?"
Bai Ye stared at the other person and asked calmly.
"No...no...you must have heard wrong, heard wrong..." The man backed away repeatedly, his lips trembling.
"Anyway, I heard it!" Bai Ye shook his head, stepped forward, and seemed to teleport, landing behind the man.
The man was startled and hurriedly turned over and struck out with one arm, but Bai Ye's arm was faster than his, and he instantly grabbed his elbow and exerted force.
Boom.
Broken bones!
"Ah!!!!" The miserable screams started again.
But seeing that the bones in both arms of the man were completely broken, and he completely lost the ability to resist, Bai Ye grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and jumped in front of the huge stove in the center, beating the man's back hard.
It was firmly attached to the stove.
Zizzi!!!!
A harsh sound sounded, and the man's back was filled with green smoke, his skin and flesh were scorched, and he screamed at the top of his lungs, and his whole face was distorted. After a while, flames burst out from behind him, and the man howled crazily, and everyone behind him screamed.
It was burnt black and extremely miserable.
Bai Ye didn't want to cause death, so he moved his arm and threw the person into the cold water. The person was saved, but he was already half dead.
When the few remaining people saw it, they turned pale with horror and hurriedly knelt down.
"This junior brother... No! Senior brother!! Spare your life!! Let... let us go..."
Several people shouted urgently, their voices trembling, and they were all frightened by Bai Ye and shed tears and trembled with fear.
The disciples in the sword repair room around him were all as silent as cicadas, sighing endlessly.
A high-ranking emperor... actually took down several semi-saints in such a short period of time. They were so suppressed that they couldn't hold their heads up. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have dared to believe it? If word of this got out, I'm afraid it would cause quite a stir.
Sensational, right?
"Let you go? Why?" Bai Ye glanced at a few people and said calmly.
"As long as you let us go, we will obey your advice from now on without any second thoughts..."
Several people trembled, looking at the miserable end of the previous people, they were already frightened.
"oh?"
Bai Ye raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, and circled around these people. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and looked towards all the disciples present.
Sword training room...
The lowest floor room of Yi Jian Tiangong!
The disciples who join here are all people with poor talents and shallow cultivation. There are almost no saints...
Bai Ye thought, and a bold idea came into being.
He took a deep breath and drank in a strong voice.
"Everyone, listen, immediately put down what you are doing and come over here!"
The loud voice spread throughout the entire sword repair room.
