Bai Yueguang lost his vest

Something is not quite right.

According to the plan of the man in black and Shen Baitu, they came to Zhujian Pavilion and waited for the Shenxia Sword to be recast before they took the sword.

In this way, not only can you save your energy, but you can also thank you for your smallness, wouldn't it be beautiful?

They thought very well, but they didn't expect that Xie Xiaoyi and Wei Lingxiao were not in Zhujiange at all.

what happened?

Won't these two people get together the materials to build the Jiange?Then what are they grabbing materials for?

Shen Baitu found a disciple of Zhujian Pavilion and asked, "Has Lord Ling Xiao ever been to your place?"

The disciple who was stopped for questioning looked confused.He froze for a moment, then shook his head.

Shen Baitu didn't believe it, so he asked other people to ask, but he still got the same answer.

A disciple also said with a smile: "What kind of person is Ling Xiaojun? If Ling Xiaojun comes, how could we not know?"

Although there are some bad rumors faintly now, Ling Xiaojun still has a certain deterrent power. If he comes to Zhujian Pavilion, he will be spread up and down in the first place.

Ling Xiaojun and Xie Xiaoyi are like conjoined twins, and they have never been separated. Since Ling Xiaojun did not come, Xie Xiaoyi will naturally not appear in Zhujian Pavilion.

After confirming this point, Shen Baitu was at a loss.

If the protagonist doesn't come, how will their plan proceed?

Under the black robe, a pair of cold eyes swept towards Shen Baitu.

Shen Baitu shuddered. In order to save his own life, he could only rack his brains thinking: "Maybe they have something to delay...?" Now there is still some time before the opening of the Jianjian Pavilion. coming."

They waited a while longer.

But all the people coming and going were the disciples of Zhujiange and the sword seekers, and no one saw Ling Xiaojun at all.

The black-robed man's eyes became more and more unfriendly, and Shen Baitu became anxious: "Why haven't they come yet? If you miss this time, it will be ten years before the next furnace is turned on!" It seems that he is even stronger than Xie Xiaoyi. eager.

No one was found, but the volcano waited for no one.

Not long after, the ground gradually trembled, and small stones rolled down.

The disciples of Zhujiange had already set up formations near the volcano to prevent the magma from bursting out, only wisps of black smoke could be seen coming out of the crater.

I don't know if it was because of the heat or anxiety, drops of sweat appeared on Shen Baitu's forehead.

He raised his hand and wiped it, gritted his teeth and said, "Are they just grabbing materials for fun?"

When the word "material" was mentioned, the man in black thoughtfully looked at the busy disciples of Zhujian Pavilion. They were all holding different sword-making materials and sending them to the crater continuously.

Zhujiange is one of the richest sects in the world.

According to the rules in the industry, if the person who casts the sword pavilion is invited to cast the sword, he needs to provide two copies of the materials, one is to avoid casting mistakes, and the other is as part of the reward.As a result, the warehouse of Zhujiange is full of rare materials in the world.

Maybe we can get together the materials to cast the Shenxia Sword.

Shen Baitu was still looking for someone there, but the man in black had already changed his mind.

When Shen Baitu turned his head, he saw the black-robed man following a disciple of Zhu Jiange, he hurriedly followed, and lowered his voice: "What are you going to do?"

The black robe on the man in black stirred: "Naturally... borrow some materials to make a sword."

Shen Baitu didn't turn the corner: "How can I borrow it?"

The man in black didn't intend to answer the question, Shen Baitu realized after a while, and asked cautiously: "Will the person who made the sword pavilion help?"

The man in black said contemptuously, "Of course it will."

Now the cultivation world can still maintain a harmonious performance on the bright side, but in fact it has become a turbulent undercurrent, and many smart people have secretly started to stand in line.

He believed that there were also such smart people in Zhujiange.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Xie Xiaoyi left the Sword Forging Pavilion in a fit of anger. She wanted to find another swordsmith to forge swords, but after searching around, she couldn't find a suitable one.

It is not that there are no swordsmiths.

But the requirements for casting the Shenxia Sword are too high, ordinary fire cannot be tempered, only the essence of fire taken from the magma eruption of Zhujian Pavilion can be forged.

Going around, he returned to the other side of Zhujian Pavilion.

But Xie Xiaoyi was just holding her breath, and if she said that, if she went back in despair now, wouldn't she lose all her face?

Not finding a suitable swordsmith, Xie Xiaoyi was a little disappointed: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Wei Lingxiao: "No." He asked patiently, "Why do you say that?"

Xie Xiaoyi's eyes fluttered for a moment: "That's right, it's obvious that it doesn't have to be like this, but I still want to walk away in anger, and even throw down harsh words."

Originally, I just need to make it clear and give in, and I don't need to make a fuss like this.

Wei Lingxiao: "But, that's not you." He said softly, "...Yiyi."

Two simple words, but they are spoken like love words.

Xie Xiaoyi turned her face away: "But what should we do now?" She was quick for a while, but she didn't think of how to deal with the aftermath, "Only the fire from the Sword Forging Pavilion can recast the Shenxia Sword. We don't have the spiritual fire, so we can't forge it at all. "

This is also difficult for Wei Lingxiao.

He also knows a lot about sword casting, but it's just theory, and he has never practiced it.

The two were silent for a moment.

Xie Xiaoyi: "How about we still..."

Before he finished speaking, hearty laughter suddenly came from the grass: "There are treasures in the sky but you don't know, stupid, stupid, really stupid."

Xie Xiaoyi: "..." Why did he always feel that this voice was talking about them? He pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "Are you talking about me?"

The man asked back: "Otherwise? You are really stupid."

Xie Xiaoyi couldn't help retorting: "Where are you stupid?"

There was a rustling sound from the tall grass, and a thick and dark hand pushed aside the grass in front of it, revealing a bearded face: "Zhijian Pavilion uses magma eruption fire, but it is slightly There is spiritual energy. And you, don’t you have an ancestor who played with fire?”

The ancestor who played with fire?

Xie Xiaoyi looked around, but couldn't find what the bearded man said.

Until there was a "chirp" in his head.

Xie Xiaoyi raised her hand and grabbed Little Phoenix.The whole bird of Little Phoenix was wrapped in the palm, and it was with great difficulty that he stretched out the bird's head.

It tilted its head: "Chirp?"

The bearded man: "Isn't that what it is?"

Xie Xiaoyi and Xiao Fenghuang looked at each other for a moment.

That's right, the phoenix was reborn from the ashes of the fire, and besides the true feathers of the phoenix, the phoenix fire was a special product on his body.

Needless to say, the phoenix fire is definitely several grades higher than the essence of earth fire when a volcano erupts.

Xie Xiaoyi clutched Little Phoenix: "There is fire, but how can I find the swordsmith?"

This is not what ordinary swordsmiths can do next.

Not to mention that the materials of the Shenxia Sword are difficult to handle, even if it is the Phoenix Fire, if it is not a skilled swordsmith, it will probably be completely burned by the Phoenix Fire.

Xie Xiaoyi was worrying, when the bearded man said, "Swordsmith? That's not far away."

Xie Xiaoyi: "You?"

The bearded man saw the hesitation in Xie Xiaoyi's eyes, and slapped his thigh: "Are you looking down on me?"

Xie Xiaoyi looked up and down.

The bearded uncle was dressed in a mess and smelled of alcohol. He looked like he had just woken up from a hangover.

However, judging from the palm of his hand, it was covered with calluses, the knuckles were thick, and there were scars from the fire, which must have been caused by staying by the stove for a long time.

Two puffs of hot air spewed from the bearded uncle's nose: "Don't look down on me, back then, I was also a famous person. Right, Ling Xiaojun?"

Xie Xiaoyi was surprised when he heard that the bearded uncle directly exposed Wei Lingxiao's identity.

You must know that Wei Lingxiao used a secret method to cover up his true face, and the only ones who could see through his disguise were those whose cultivation level was higher than his.

But in the world, there are very few people whose cultivation level is higher than that of Wei Lingxiao, and it is even more impossible for them to appear here.

The bearded uncle scratched his messy beard: "Don't look at me like that, I can feel the aura of Yunfu Sword on his body from hundreds of miles away."

Wei Lingxiao explained: "The Yunfu sword came from his hands."

Xie Xiaoyi was curious: "Then who is he?" To be able to forge the Yunfu Sword and recognize Wei Lingxiao, his identity is definitely not easy.

Wei Lingxiao hesitated for a moment: "The Master of Zhujian Pavilion."

The bearded uncle waved his hand: "Old Huangli, I can add at most one more, the former master of the Sword Casting Pavilion. I can't make swords, but I can't make my younger brother, so I will abdicate for the virtuous."

Xie Xiaoyi: There is still this rule?

Uncle Beard: "If you don't worry, just leave the job of casting the sword to me." His eyes narrowed slightly, and a bright light appeared, "If it succeeds, I should go back to the Sword Forging Pavilion."

Wei Lingxiao said indifferently: "It's smoky, it's time to put things right."

The bearded uncle smiled: "I have to add a sentence of blindness, even Ling Xiaojun can't recognize it, it should be hit, it should be hit!"

This is what consent means.

Just as Wei Lingxiao never refused Xie Xiaoyi's request, Xie Xiaoyi also believed in Wei Lingxiao.He immediately took out all the materials and handed them to the bearded uncle.

After the bearded uncle put away all the materials, Xie Xiaoyi thought about it and stuffed the little Phoenix.

Little Phoenix: "?"

The bearded uncle smoothly put Little Phoenix on his shoulder.Little Phoenix felt that the bird's nest-like hair was more to his liking, so he fluttered his wings and landed on it, and adjusted his posture a bit, turning into the appearance of a bird hatching a nest.

This picture is really too funny.

Xie Xiaoyi couldn't help but "poof".

The bearded uncle turned his head and scratched his messy hair: "Come with me."

The bearded uncle led the way with a little phoenix on his head.

Xie Xiaoyi and Wei Lingxiao followed behind.

Xie Xiaoyi was very curious about this bearded uncle, so she moved to Wei Lingxiao's side and asked, "What's the story? Tell me."

He used to be a high-spirited young man, until he was seriously injured, he stayed in the Shenxia Sect and didn't care about world affairs, and he didn't know any gossip or secrets.

Xie Xiaoyi's voice was neither soft nor heavy, and the bearded uncle at the front also heard it. He smiled brightly and said, "Ask Ling Xiaojun? With his temper, he can't even fart with three sticks. Why don't I tell you directly!"

Wei Lingxiao: "..."

Xie Xiaoyi: Although these words are vulgar, they are still appropriate.

The place where the sword is made is some distance away, enough for the bearded uncle to finish talking about these grievances.

Uncle Beard has an extraordinary talent for casting swords (self-proclaimed) and was the last owner of the Sword Casting Pavilion.There is a rule in Zhujian Pavilion, the person who can forge the best sword in the world can be the master of the pavilion.

The bearded uncle forged the Yunfu sword, of course he did his part.But later, his junior brother also forged a sword, which surpassed the bearded uncle in the score.

According to the judges, the reason why Yunfu Sword was rated as the best in the world is because of the person who uses the sword, not the sword itself.

At that time, Wei Lingxiao was retreating, and no one dared to disturb him. In this way, the bearded uncle lost to his junior brother and gave up the position of the master of Zhujian Pavilion.

Speaking of the past, the bearded uncle did not feel depressed, but said: "That sword is indeed comparable to the Yunfu sword, and I am not wronged. But... this time, I am sure to forge a sword that can win against Yunfu."

Xie Xiaoyi asked a crucial question: "Where is that sword now?"

The bearded uncle didn't remember either: "It seems to be given to someone, I don't know very well." The topic ended here, he pointed to a valley, "Here we are."

Xie Xiaoyi walked in with Wei Lingxiao

The place where the bearded uncle lives is very simple, only a thatched cottage and a place where swords are made.

The bearded uncle came to the stove and looked up at the sky.

The volcano of Zhujiange over there has reached the critical moment of eruption, and half of the sky is surrounded by smoke.

The bearded man held a piece of thatch in his mouth, and said to himself: "It's almost there." He first took off the little phoenix on his head, pinched it, pointed the beak at the stove, and pinched it lightly.

Little Phoenix hiccupped and sparked a little spark.Sparks fell into the furnace, and instantly burst out a ten-foot-high flame.

The color of the flame was bright red, and there was a bright golden light at the edge. From such a distance, one could feel a wave of heat rushing toward one's face.

Without any hesitation, the bearded uncle took out all the materials and put them in one by one.

Phoenix fire is the top of all fires in the world, no matter what material falls into it, it will be refined in a short time.The impurities in it are separated, leaving only crystal clear liquid.

The movements of the bearded uncle are smooth and smooth.Not long after, more than a dozen balls of liquid were suspended in the flames.

The liquid has no blemishes, and under the burning of the phoenix fire, it keeps changing its shape.

After all the materials were processed, the bearded uncle took out a hammer that was as tall as a person.

He stretched out his hand, directly entered into the phoenix fire, grabbed some lumps of liquid, kneaded it to one place, threw it aside, picked up the hammer and smashed it down.

clang--

clang clang-

Every time the hammer fell, the ground trembled.

After thousands of times of beating, the liquid gradually took the shape of a sword.

The bearded uncle grabbed the liquid and kneaded it into it while smashing it, and kept tempering it repeatedly, sweating profusely on his body.

As the sword was about to take shape, visions appeared in the sky.But it wasn't the robbery cloud that appeared when the traditional spiritual weapon was born, but... the sky filled with clouds.

The clouds were brilliant, burning over the mountains and plains, and everything in front of me seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle.

Under the bearded uncle's men, a translucent sword blade has appeared.He shouted: "When the sword is completed, you hold the sword and enter the cloud. Take the essence of the cloud and sharpen it. This is the real success of reforging!"

On the other side, the same topic also appeared.

The current owner of Zhujian Pavilion is a handsome middle-aged man with a goatee.He rolled up his sleeves and kept beating.Every time the hammer hits, a little spark will come out.

Shen Baitu was afraid of being burned by the sparks, so he was far away and didn't hear what the goatee said.

The middle-aged man with a goatee had no choice but to waste time repeating: "You have to enter the cloud, take out the essence of the cloud and sharpen it!"

Shen Baitu: "I, me?"

Goatee: "Otherwise? If you can't sharpen the blade, it means that the forging has failed!"

Shen Baitu was a little scared.

Such an important task was entrusted to him, and he didn't know if he could succeed.

The man in black curled his lips inwardly when he saw that he looked so muddy that he couldn't support the wall.

Can choose such a person, I'm afraid I'm blind, right?

Fortunately, at this time the remnant soul took the initiative to say: "I will help you."

Only then did Shen Baitu feel relieved.

At this time, the goatee hammered the last hammer and said fiercely: "Take the sword!"

Before Shen Baitu could react, he saw a sword coming towards him, with a scorching flame on it.His first reaction was to step back, and instead of picking it up, the sword fell to the ground with a bang.

Goatee: "..."

The man in black: "..."

Shen Baitu picked it up in a hurry, and using the not-so-proficient Yukong Jue, he headed towards the sky full of clouds and clouds.

The goatee looked complicated: "Give the sword to this man... it's humiliating."

The man in black: "Indeed."

"Take the sword!"

The bearded uncle sank into his dantian, took the hammer and hammered hard, and the blade of the sword flew out of nowhere and circled in the air.

Xie Xiaoyi tipped her toes, turned around and took the sword into her hand, her figure was ethereal, and with a little help, she went towards the sky.

The clouds all over the sky seemed to have been slashed by a sword, and a path was split, allowing Xie Xiaoyi to enter it.

After he entered, Yunxia slowly closed again and recovered as before.

The bearded uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked gossipingly, "This is...?"

Wei Lingxiao looked at Yunxia.Although he couldn't see anything, he still didn't look away.

He said, "My wife."

The bearded uncle let out a "tsk tsk" sound: "I didn't expect you to be able to find my wife with such a temperament, it really is..."

Wei Lingxiao glanced at him.

The bearded uncle changed his words instantly: "What a match made in heaven!"

Little Phoenix agreed: "Chirp!"

Xie Xiaoyi's eyes were filled with deep and light red.He didn't need Yukong Jue, he just stepped on Yunxia like this, it was soft, as if he was going to be trapped in it.

He walked for a while, but he didn't find the essence of Yunxia, ​​but there was a stumbling block instead.

A gust of wind blows.

The soft clouds formed all kinds of monsters and stopped Xie Xiaoyi in front of them. They roared and roared, trying to make Xie Xiaoyi retreat.

Xie Xiaoyi didn't stop, and went up with the sword.

The monster opened its mouth wide and rushed towards him.

Xie Xiaoyi raised her hand and slashed it with a sword, turning it into a cloud again.During this gathering and dispersal, the blade was stained with a little red mist.

As he walked all the way, the red mist on the blade became even worse, as if it was flowing slowly.

Entering the deepest part like this, Xie Xiaoyi raised her eyes and saw a brilliant glow.

Xiaguang is dressed in ribbons, and it scurry mischievously in the clouds and mist, leaving a touch of crimson on the way.

Xie Xiaoyi was about to go to catch Xiaguang, but she caught a glimpse of the clouds and mist boiling on the other side, and a familiar figure rolled out.

"?"

"It's you?"

Shen Baitu stood up and met Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on the sword held in Shen Baitu's hand.It doesn't look the same as his style, but the breath is exactly the same, and it's the same unfinished sword at a glance.

Needless to say, Xie Xiaoyi went straight to Yunxia Jingjing without even saying hello.

Shen Baitu was anxious: "Hurry up!"

The remnant soul said, "Give me your body, or I won't be able to snatch him away."

Without even hesitation, Shen Baitu agreed.In his opinion, this is as simple and easy as the old man borrowing his cultivation base.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Baitu's whole body changed, and a faint fire appeared in his eyes.He, or the remnant soul said contemptuously: "Idiot."

Where is the body given to others casually?

If Shen Baitu was determined to make progress, he would not be so easy to attach to his body.Since he was so stupid, he accepted this body, which was better than nothing.

Xie Xiaoyi caught up with the cloud, and when she was about to catch it, a sharp sword qi struck from the side.

If you don't avoid it, you will definitely get hit by a sword.

Xie Xiaoyi could only avoid it for the time being, and in this way, the essence of Yunxia took the opportunity to run away.But the other person was not in a hurry to chase, but stared at Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi noticed the malicious eyes and turned around: "Shen Baitu? No, you are not Shen Baitu."

"Shen Baitu" grinned: "No matter who I am, you will die here today."

Xie Xiaoyi raised her eyebrows: "What a big tone."

"Shen Baitu": "Whether the tone is loud or not, you will know if you try it."

At this moment, "Shen Baitu" took a step forward, Xie Xiaoyi took a step back, and the sword lights between the two intersected, shaking the sky with clouds and mist.

Xie Xiaoyi fought with him for a few moves, and then he came to his senses: "You are the remnant soul in the Shenxia Sword—"

The remnant soul occupying Shen Baitu's body sneered: "So what if I know? If you dare to destroy the Shenxia Sword, I will take your life!"

Xie Xiaoyi: "If you want to take it, you have to ask me if I will give it."

Remnant Soul: "Just you?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "Indeed."

After a short pause, the two shot again at the same time.

Xie Xiaoyi's sword intent was fierce, while Remnant Soul was more experienced, so he couldn't tell the winner.

But Yunxia waits for no one.

Just as they were in a stalemate, the surrounding red clouds tended to dissipate gradually.If you wait until the red cloud dissipates and haven't caught the essence of Yunxia, ​​it means that you have failed to forge the sword.

Both of them knew this, and they speeded up in unison.

The remnant soul said arrogantly: "That's it. I won't play anymore."

Xie Xiaoyi:?Who gave you the courage?

The remnant soul raised his hand, and a dim glow wrapped around the blade, making the unfinished sword sharper.

This is the sword intent he possessed as the previous Shenxia Sword Master, which is an imitation, but it is more than enough for the present.

"It's time to end—"

Remnant Soul raised the sword to the highest point, and then cut it down lightly.

wow——

Clouds rolled up, lost sight.

Xie Xiaoyi only saw a bright light blade falling down with great momentum.And then...disappeared in front of him.

"?"

The remnant soul is also inconceivable: "What's going on?"

Xie Xiaoyi's camouflage was removed, and a fiery red cloud pattern slowly appeared on his forehead, in which there was faint golden light, which was incomparably brilliant.

The remnant soul did not believe in evil, and swung his sword again.

But the ending was still the same, without even touching Xie Xiaoyi, she disappeared without a trace.

The mentality of the remnant soul collapsed: "What's going on?"

Xie Xiaoyi: "That's it?" He doesn't have the habit of moaning, he just takes advantage of his illness to kill him.

The sword went away, piercing Shen Baitu's body.Facing the unbelievable face, Xie Xiaoyi said thoughtfully: "Maybe this is because the pirated version can't beat the genuine one."

The real Shenxia sword intent was on him.

Shen Baitu: "..." He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xie Xiaoyi stopped.

Shen Baitu lost his support and slowly fell to the ground.The remnant soul occupying his body has vanished, and what comes out now is Shen Baitu's consciousness.

But it was too late, and his vitality was constantly passing away.It seemed that the moment he lost the Shenxia Sword, the luck that had been protecting him all along disappeared.

He lay on the ground, watching Xie Xiaoyi take the essence of Yunxia with difficulty, and sharpened his sword.

The essence of Xiaguang penetrated into the translucent blade and floated on it, flowing like clouds. When changing the angle, it appeared deep and shallow red, gorgeous and brilliant.

Shen Baitu moved his lips.

"This is my thing..."

"mine……"

"I am the protagonist..."

Xie Xiaoyi turned her head and saw Shen Baitu's distorted face. With the thought of caring for the dying patients, he asked, "Do you have any last words?"

Shen Baitu raised his head abruptly, as if returning to the light, and said in a hoarse voice: "These are all mine..."

"Xie Xiaoyi, you should have died long ago!"