[Crossing] The swordsmith of the god of immortality

"No!" Su Shaobai slammed on the table.

"What's wrong?" Feng Er, who was in a trance, was startled by the loud noise around him, and almost dropped the jade fan in his hand.

"The number one sword cultivator in the world, he...I...you..." What kind of grievance is there between these two people?How to resolve it?They must not be allowed to conflict!Many thoughts ran through Su Shaobai's mind, and he desperately rubbed his red palms, your sister, it hurts so much!Shoot too hard.

"Why, you know Nangong Hao?" Feng Er looked at the boy in front of him playfully.

"I have already signed a contract with him." Su Shaobai spread his hands frankly, expressing that he is not only familiar with this person, but also basically has an inseparable attribute at the moment.

"The deed?" The red-robed youth's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the novice swordsmith with regret, "You were abducted by him so quickly?"

Su Shaobai: ……………

Why does this sound so awkward?

"Do you...have suspicions?" The novice swordsmith asked tentatively, blinking his peach blossom eyes.

"Resentment? In the whole world, that cultivator dares to fight against Jianxiu?" Feng Er snorted coldly, shaking his fan calmly, "I just hate him."

Su Shaobai: ……………

Yes, it's not resentment, it's disgust.

"Besides, it's even more annoying now." Feng Er pursed her thin lips slightly, and looked at Su Shaobai in front of her in annoyance.

The reason you hate him more is not because of me, is it?Su Shaobai twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that he had backfired and caused more problems for the patron.

"Hey, this is troublesome, we can't poison him to death." Feng Er lowered his eyes and pondered in distress, and then said seriously, "Is it okay to be half disabled?"

Su Shaobai glared at the remnant of the Yunxia tripod, and if he mentioned poison, I would strike!

"Got it, got it," Feng Er waved his fan impatiently, and said generously, "I will try my best to let him go in the future."

Su Shaobai: ——!

My lord, I did my best.

Wufei Rabbit walked away, and the white horse passed through the gap. Time passed away like a stone fire, and it was more than three years in a blink of an eye.

During these three years, Su Shaobai lived in seclusion, hardly ever went out, plunged headlong into cultivation and refining weapons, forgot to sleep and eat every day, figured out the tools of the alchemy furnace in the morning, studied and practiced the method of forging swords in the afternoon, and practiced sword casting in the evening. Practicing breathing, occasionally taking time out to test the spiritual weapon, and his work and rest are as regular as a pendulum.The several volumes piled up on the desk have been turned to the corners of the pages, and the waste utensils cleared out every month in the cave mansion are piled up like a mountain.Now there is no need for himself or Situ Feng to come forward, Lingyun Pavilion will send people to the handyman at the foot of Tanyue Peak to collect the "waste utensils" that Su Shaobai is not satisfied with on the first day of every month, write them into a book, and take them to the pavilion Internal generation for sale.

He has achieved success through hard work, and now, he has studied hundreds of pill furnaces and flying swords, and he is familiar with all kinds of utensils and sword records. As far as he is concerned, he can already be regarded as an expert.

Su Shaobai's figure is also taller, tall and straight like a pine and cypress, growing to a little over 1.7 meters, although there is still a gap from his ideal height, but he has finally got rid of the petite ranks, and he is only 17 years old. It can be at least five centimeters longer.If you want to continue to be a long-legged party over 1.8 meters in this life, there is still hope.

In the past three years, Master Master has lived in Tanyue Peak and has not left. Even if Su Shaobai is sometimes obsessed with studying spiritual weapons and forgets to cook and eat, he has no complaints.Su Shaobai, who once thought that he stayed for food, was greatly surprised, and then felt deeply guilty. Could it be that he wrongly blamed Master Zun?Lian Weishan went back to Wenjian Peak twice on the way, and Nan Gonghao, who was hardworking in seclusion to attack the golden core, did not move at all. If someone hadn't cleaned the fallen leaves in front of the cave, they might have piled up so that the door could not be opened.Every day, Bai Falcon would wait for half a day on the branch in front of the cave, and then leave lonely.

Even when Weishan practiced swords every day, Su Shaobai would take the time to stop and comprehend the meaning of the sword, which naturally benefited a lot.He also had the idea of ​​helping Master Zun build a new sword to show his gratitude.But Lian Weishan already had the Sword of Destiny after all, fearing that this move would be inappropriate, he planned to wait for Nangong Hao to leave the customs and discuss with him before making a fuss.Unexpectedly, it was delayed for more than three years.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, heavy snow fell from the sky.The fluffy snowflakes fluttered and scattered, covering the entire Fulu Mountain, covered in silver, and the sky and the earth were boundless.

Su Shaobai took out a few pieces of Huangpin Yanshi from the storage ring and put them on the table, Pudding immediately jumped on it cheerfully.Ever since the signing of the deed was made, Pudding's daily Huangpin Yanshi has been offered like three meals a day.The spirit stone was spent like flowing water, but unfortunately, even though it had been working hard for more than 1000 days, there was no sign of upgrading at all.If it goes on like this, Su Shaobai is really worried that Pudding will ruin the money owner's property.This is simply the rhythm of burning banknotes for heating every day!

Milk has now grown to the size of an adult golden retriever dog, with a long and thin body, like a tiger and a leopard, four thick and sharp claws, and the purple lightning lines on the forehead and tail have slightly deepened, similar to the tool stone used to create the purple electric blue cream color.Standing in front of the cave with staring sapphire-like eyes, he finally had a majestic spirit.Ever since the milk grew to the size of a house cat, Pudding has been rubbed under its feet from time to time like a ball of wool. Since Pudding was banned from setting fire by Su Shaobai, the fight between them returned to a one-sided situation again.Pudding flew back into the air proudly, and stopped playing with land creatures.

Could it be that Shenhuo really can only stay at the yellow grade and cannot be upgraded?Elder Wen had retreated more than two years ago, concentrating on studying the stack of advanced understanding he brought back, in order to break through.There doesn't seem to be much progress so far.However, the senior in the Whirling Mirror Sky has successfully broken through to the green grade, which proves that it is definitely possible, the key is the method.Su Shaobai tapped on the table with his knuckles, and suddenly remembered something, "Shenhuolu".In the past, he was not promoted to Huangpin, so he couldn't go to Bowen Hall to read this book, but now he can borrow it to read it.

Thinking of this, Su Shaobai retracted the pudding in his left palm, and took the milk plane aircraft straight to Huating Peak. Tanyue Peak is sparsely forested, but there is no grassland, and it happens to be able to take it to Baiwangpo later Let the wind go.Milk excitedly stood on the aircraft and looked around, the white hair all over his body was blown messily by the wind.

His flying machine has been modified several times, and it was finally refined two years ago with a few light blue top-quality tool stones he got in Po Whirling Mirror Sky.If you look down, it looks like a "8" with a big head and a small tail. It is formed by the fusion of two oblate spheroids with different surface curvatures, and the corners are smooth.In the downward direction, there are three short feet like milk feet.It can sit outside like an ordinary flying machine, or it can be expanded several times and sit inside the spiritual machine.According to Su Shaobai's concept, the front is his seat, and the back is for milk.Of course, it didn't take long before he discovered that, in terms of size alone, he had to give up the front position to his milk.

Landing in front of Bowen Hall, he put away the spirit weapon and was about to walk in with milk when he was bravely stopped by the disciple in charge with a white waistband hanging around his waist.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, spiritual pets cannot be brought into Bowen Hall." The disciple looked at him in embarrassment, with a slightly flinching expression, as if he was afraid that he would get angry.

Su Shaobai looked at the innocent milk behind him, and it would be too much trouble to send it back now, so he hesitated and asked, "Oh, then can I ask my junior brother to take care of it for me for a while? It is very good and won't lose its temper."

"Yes, of course." The disciple smiled and hurriedly agreed.

Su Shaobai patted Milk's forehead, then scratched its neck, and asked it to stay at the door with that disciple, then turned around and entered Bowen Hall.

Bowen Hall is a standard centrally symmetrical building with glazed tiles, single eaves and corners, and copper bells on all sides, which is simple and atmospheric.It is divided into five floors in total, the bottom two floors are open to all disciples, the third floor is open to disciples above the red grade, and so on, only the yellow grade disciples can enter the fifth floor.He searched for half a stick of incense on the shelf following the title of the book before finally finding "Shenhuolu".

Back downstairs, only to find that two female disciples in white shirts with silver collars were teasing happily in front of Milk, hugging and hugging, very intimate.The molested milk was staring around helplessly with big sapphire-like eyes.Master help, there are female hooligans here!

Seeing Su Shaobai's figure appearing on the steps, Milk rushed out like lightning and hid behind the master's legs. Unfortunately, it is too big now, most of its head and tail are exposed, and it can't be hidden.Su Shaobai looked up, but he didn't expect that the two slim female disciples were actually Shangguan Ling and Sun Qiling.

"Senior brother!" Shangguan Ling bowed to him and calmly reached behind him to pinch the milk again.

Su Shaobai: ...

Milk: Sun Qiling pursed her lips, and hummed unwillingly, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Senior brother..." She seemed to be much more restrained than before, and she was more embarrassed than disgusted towards Su Shaobai.

Su Shaobai nodded to them, didn't want to say more, turned around to leave, Shangguan Ling suddenly added, "The Hundred Artifacts Conference at the beginning of next month, senior brother and Li Senior Brother have a bet at this Hundred Artifacts Conference, please do your best .”

His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Shangguan Ling, who was obviously trying to remind him.She smiled lightly, with tassels swaying around her ears, as beautiful as peaches and plums, she turned around and left with Sun Qiling on her arm.The waist badges of the two of them were also changed to red, and the upgrade speed seemed to be not slow.

The bet at the Hundred Instruments Conference?Sure enough, Li Yinian successfully promoted to Huang Pin within three years?It seems that Ruoran cannot underestimate this person.However, not to mention Li Yinian, even Shangguan Ling and Sun Qiling are not too slow.Situ Feng was promoted to Chi-Pin only five years after Bai-Pin, and Elder Helian praised him several times with great satisfaction, which shows that five years is still considered short.If we talk about talent, could it be that these disciples are all so talented?

That's not bad, it won't be long before the Hundred Instruments Conference, just prepare for the battle with all your strength.

All swordsmiths who have reached Huangpin can participate in the Hundred Artifacts Conference, and they use the method of Wendou to compete for strength.The victory or defeat will be determined by the level of the spiritual weapons refined by the yellow swordsmiths on the spot.Originally, it was just an internal competition for the disciples of the Boshan School. Later, other swordsmith sects joined in, and it evolved into a five-year swordsmith refining conference.According to the category of the spirit weapon, storage tool, life tool, defense tool and player tool, a leader will be selected respectively, and the final champion will be determined among the four, called Guishou.Not only sword cultivators, but almost all monk sects or monks who have the ability to support swordsmiths will come to watch the meeting, hoping to find suitable candidates to sign the contract.Numerous swordsmiths made their mark at this meeting and made a big splash.

Let's see how high waves Li Yinian can make, what he has learned in three years can be used, Su Shaobai also ignited a raging fighting spirit, but what kind of spiritual weapon to refine in this meeting still needs to be carefully considered.