After becoming a villain, the heroine overheard my thoughts

He Yuan enjoyed a sumptuous dinner hosted by Xuanyuan Qingyi and his daughter.

Although this small world lacks opportunities for cultivation, the spiritual energy within is indeed abundant enough, so the spiritual plants grown here are all delicious delicacies full of spiritual energy.

For example, there are some bean pods with a diameter larger than an adult's arm, giant fruits and vegetables that can fit a sports car inside, and steamed barley rice with all five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

After a full meal.

He Yuan, under the guidance of Xuanyuan Qingyi and his daughter, came to the furnace where a top-grade spiritual weapon was being forged.

The stove was placed in a wooden pavilion several feet in front of the hut.

The pavilion is not big, and the total area is only a dozen feet in radius.

But this furnace is really not small.

The base of the stove alone almost covered the entire pavilion.

The furnace is nearly three meters high, and just standing there gives people a sense of majestic oppression.

at the moment.

There was a raging flame burning in the furnace, scorching the entire pavilion.

Fortunately, the top of the pavilion is made of a kind of black iron material, which can withstand the fierce heat of the furnace.

Next to the furnace is a forging table about half a person's height, made of an unknown material.

At this moment.

This forging table was as black as ink, with many holes and bumps on it from being hammered by an iron hammer.

See this.

He Yuan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Although he couldn't see the material of the forging table, he could tell that the raw materials used to build the forging table were at least stone or metal that was harder than black iron.

Even though it is so hard, it is still hammered continuously during the forging process, leaving many dents.

It is obvious that this forging table must have gone through a period of time.

Xuanyuan Ye saw He Yuan's eyes fall on the forging table, and immediately explained to him: "This forging table is a spiritual tool made by Xuanyuan Qingtian, the ancestor of my Xuanyuan clan. It has a history of more than 12,000 years. There are almost hundreds of thousands of artifacts forged on this forging table..."

"so much?"

He Yuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this.

No wonder he saw so many potholes and bumps on this forging table. It turned out that this thing had existed for twelve thousand years and had been hammered more than hundreds of thousands of times.

Think about it this way.

Then the forging marks on the forging table can be explained.

Xuanyuan Ye didn't care about He Yuan's surprise. He went straight to the furnace and observed the fire inside. After a while, he said, "It just so happens that the knife I'm forging right now has been almost burned. Next, I plan to make the final repairs on it, and then I will awaken it. Little brother, just watch from the side."

He Yuan nodded solemnly.

Subsequently.

He and Xuanyuan Qingyi stepped aside and watched the actions of the Xuanyuan family head.

next moment.

Xuanyuan Ye stepped forward and suddenly slapped the stove in front of him.

But then I heard a clear humming sound from the stove.

then.

Then the cover on the stove suddenly seemed to be hit by a huge force and was shaken into the air.

Immediately.

A three-foot-long knife that was burned red all over suddenly popped out of the furnace.

Under the guidance of Xuanyuan Ye's spiritual power, the fiery red knife landed steadily on the forging table beside him. The next moment, a huge iron hammer made of black iron appeared in Xuanyuan Ye's hand. With a "dang" sound, he hammered the handle of the knife.

then.

The iron hammer in the hand of the Xuanyuan family was so powerful that he hit the fiery red knife dozens of times in an instant.

At last.

Then insert the repaired knife into a pool nearby.

But you can hear the continuous "sizzling" sound.

As a wisp of smoke drifted by, the fiery red color on the knife disappeared, replaced by a silver halo that was bright enough to reflect a person's face.

Xuanyuan Ye picked up the silver-shining sword casually and raised it high into the air.

Suddenly.

A silver light shot up into the sky from the blade.

After a while.

The pavilion was gradually surrounded by villagers from this village. They all stared at the knife in Xuanyuan Ye's hand with burning eyes, and there was a look of joy on their faces that they could not conceal.

Xuanyuan Qingyi, who was standing next to He Yuan, also had an excited look on her face and said, "Mother, did you see that? Father finally succeeded! He spent his entire life to finally create this top-grade spiritual weapon! From now on, our Xuanyuan family no longer has to hide in this small world without sunlight. We are free..."

Looking at the villagers around, everyone was shouting, "Success! The head of the family finally succeeded."

"Yes, our Xuanyuan clan can finally be born."

"Alas, for a full 2,176 years, we Xuanyuan were forced by that devil named Chu to hide everywhere, and finally even hid our entire clan in this small world to avoid the world. Now, we can finally come out into the world..."

He Yuan looked around at the excited reactions of the Xuanyuan family members and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In fact, he could understand this.

Not to mention them, if it were him, being forced by his enemies to hide in a small world for more than a hundred years without being able to come out, he would probably go crazy.

Although there are plenty of spiritual tools in the small world and no worries about food and drink, people still yearn for what they had since childhood.

This small world is like a slightly larger cage. If you are inside it and cannot get out for a long time, it is like being in prison!

The Xuanyuan family used a newly crafted top-grade spiritual weapon to announce their return to the outside world. How could this not make the clan members who had been trapped in this small world for hundreds of years feel inexplicably excited?

Xuanyuan Ye slowly put down the knife in his hand and said, "This knife has only taken shape, but has not yet been given a spirit, so it is still a step away from being a true top-grade spiritual weapon, and cannot be considered a complete success."

"Now!"

He suddenly shouted, "Let me give it a soul!"

Say it.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Ye bit his right thumb and dripped a drop of blood onto the blade of the knife. Then, he recited a series of complicated formulas.

In no time.

The knife that had been lying quietly in the palm of his left hand suddenly made a "buzzing" sound.

then.

The knife suddenly suspended in the air on its own accord and then began to rotate clockwise.

It rotated slowly at first, and the buzzing sound from the blade could barely be heard.

however.

After a few breaths, its speed became faster and faster, and the humming sound of the blade was gradually superimposed into a deafening dragon roar.

After a while, the dragon's roar became louder and louder, even with the sound of thunder.

"Duh!"

Suddenly, just as the spinning shape of the knife became unpredictable and was about to cut the air, Xuanyuan Ye on the side suddenly let out a clear whistle.

The whistling sound was like a dusk drum and a dawn bell, which struck the rapidly spinning knife hard.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, a shocking dragon roar came from the sword, and the rapidly spinning blade stopped instantly.

Looking at the knife again, you can faintly see a five-clawed dragon engraved on it, like a sharp weapon.

He Yuan was not far away, he could even clearly see the divine dragon engraved on the blade, with spiritual energy constantly flowing on it.

It looks like the whole dragon is lifelike.

Xuanyuan Qingyi, who was standing by, caught a glimpse of He Yuan's curious expression, so he explained to him, "This is the unique spiritual power of our Xuanyuan family, and it is also the basis for us to forge tools."

"There are nine levels of the Soul-Bestowing Art. It is said that our ancestor Qingtian, who created the two immortal artifacts, the Immortal-Slaying Sword and the Immortal-Shaking Palace, cultivated the Soul-Bestowing Art to the ninth level, the realm of the Creation of All Things, and was thus able to bestow souls on immortal artifacts."

"Father is the most talented member of our Xuanyuan family in the past five thousand years. His spiritual endowment skill finally broke through to the seventh level not long ago, so he chose to create this top-grade spiritual weapon to lead our Xuanyuan family into the world."

"bawl!"

She pointed at the divine dragon mark engraved on the blade and said, "That divine dragon mark was specially engraved by my father when he was refining a weapon for me. In fact, after the blade is awakened, it may not necessarily give birth to a divine dragon spirit."

He Yuan nodded to show that he understood, and said: "This is just like the seal of the leader of some sects. Although the seal is engraved with strange beasts such as the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, it is actually just a mark and does not represent the real Four Symbols."

"Yes, that's what it means!"

Xuanyuan Qingyi's beautiful eyes lit up, and she glanced at him deeply, saying, "Fellow Daoist He, you are very smart and have excellent talent, so I don't feel strange that the Immortal Slaying Sword and the Immortal Shocking Palace chose you. Now my father has given the sword a spirit, and we just have to wait for the spirit to grow slowly. You can discuss with my father about repairing the two immortal weapons."

He Yuan was silent for a moment.

Watching Xuanyuan Ye endow the sword in his hand with spirit, he carefully put the sword into a wooden box made of rosewood.

This is soul nurturing.

Use the wood spirit of the red sandalwood to nurture the newly born spirit in the knife.

After doing all this, Xuanyuan Ye turned his head and glanced at He Yuan, saying, "Little brother, I heard from Qingyi that you plan to bring the Immortal Slaying Sword and the Immortal Shocking Palace, two immortal weapons refined by our Xuanyuan family, to us for repair?"

"Well!"

He Yuan pondered and said, "In fact, it's mainly because of the Immortal Slaying Sword that has been broken into five pieces. Zhenxian Palace does not need the Xuanyuan family master to repair it for the time being."

After all, Cheng Tianyao's clone is still in Zhenxian Palace, so it is not appropriate for her to show up.

Xuanyuan Ye didn't care about these. He said, "It is a great honor for me to be able to repair the Immortal Sword. After all, since the death of our Xuanyuan family's ancestor Qingtian, our Xuanyuan family has not seen an immortal weapon for nearly ten thousand years."

He Yuan immediately moved the four pieces of the Immortal Slaying Sword out of the Zhenxian Palace, letting them float in front of him, and said, "Master Xuanyuan, please look, the Immortal Slaying Sword has been broken into this state. Is it possible to repair it?"

Hear the words.

Xuanyuan Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully looking at the four broken pieces of the Immortal Slaying Sword in front of He Yuan. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Alas, I didn't expect that the number one sword in the world back then would become like this. But in my opinion, there should be a piece missing from these broken swords, right?"

He Yuan nodded and admitted, "Yes, one part of the sword exploded when I was fighting the enemy. Now there are only four broken pieces of the sword left."

Xuanyuan Ye said: "Then we can only recast it. However, although the recast sword can still retain the shape of the immortal weapon, because the weapon spirit and texture are destroyed, its power may no longer reach the power of the original immortal sword. I hope you can be prepared for this, little brother."

He Yuan frowned and said, "So after the recast, what kind of power does Patriarch Xuanyuan think it can achieve?"

Xuanyuan Ye said: "It is between a fairy weapon and a top-grade spiritual weapon. After recasting, I will use the spirit-bearing technique to re-activate its spirit. As long as the weapon has a spirit, its power will be more than ten or even dozens of times higher than before."

After listening to Xuanyuan Ye's words, He Yuan nodded and said, "If that's the case, then I would like to thank Master Xuanyuan. I wonder what the reward is for reforging the Immortal Slaying Sword for me?"

Xuanyuan Ye suddenly looked up at him and said, "I will recast this sword for you, little brother, for free. However, I want you to agree to one condition. That is, after the members of our Xuanyuan family leave this small world, we want to settle near your sect and seek a shelter."

He Yuan was not surprised by the words of the Xuanyuan family head.

After all, Xuanyuan Qingyi had fought against him at the Immortal Martial Arts Conference, so there was no reason for him not to ask someone about his identity. Therefore, he naturally knew that He Yuan was from the Wanxian Sect, the largest sect in Tianyuan Continent.

In this case, it is understandable that Xuanyuan Ye wants the Wanxian Sect to become a shelter for their people.

At that moment, He Yuan nodded and said, "Deal."

It would take at least three days to recast the Immortal-Slaying Sword and give it spirit, so He Yuan settled down in this small world.

Because Xuanyuan Ye needed to stay by the stove and watch the fire at all times, he gave his room to He Yuan.

Originally, for a cultivator like He Yuan, sleeping in the open air was nothing.

But since it was such a kind invitation, he couldn't refuse.

Three days later.

Xuanyuan Ye finally succeeded in melting the four broken pieces of the Immortal-Slaying Sword together again.

The recast Immortal-Slaying Sword was only about two feet and seven inches long, but it looked like a brand new sword, without any trace of being fused together.

Next, it is the stage of giving spirit.

This time, he was endowing a magical weapon with spirit, so the expression on Xuanyuan Ye's face was obviously much more solemn than when he was endowing the sword with spirit before.