refining sword

Chapter 42 The disaster of destroying the door
Seeing this scene, Tie Jian's heart swayed, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

This is the real sword control technique. Compared with his and Qiu Batian's sword control technique, although it is a word difference, there is a world of difference.

A smile appeared on Situ Hao's face, and he flew up and landed on the white stone platform. He raised his hand and lightly wiped the cut out meteorite, and the meteorite disappeared in a burst of white light.

Then, he turned around, came to Tie Jian, spread out his palm, and handed over a silver-white bracelet.

"This is a storage bracelet, the size of which is about the size of a house. As a bonus for this conference, I will give it to you. The meteorite containing the essence of iron mother has already been placed. Among them." Situ Hao said.

As soon as these words came out, there was another commotion on the square, and all the onlookers praised Master Situ for his generous hand, and looked at Tie Jian with envy.

Not to mention that piece of iron mother essence, it is already the top-quality material that all swordsmiths dream of, and even that priceless storage bracelet is enough to make them drool.

"Thank you, Master Situ."

Hearing this, Tie Jian quickly put the long sword in his hand on the sword stand, stretched out his hands, and took it over with a respectful look.

"According to the previous agreement, after returning to Yuejing, you can come to Gongzao Division and follow me to learn the art of sword refining for a period of time." Situ Hao nodded and continued.

Hearing this, Tie Jian thanked him again and gave him a deep salute.

A sword refining conference finally settled.

……

In the evening, a carriage slowly galloped on the road between the mountains and forests.

Inside the carriage, Tie Jian and Chen Guang sat side by side on the left side, both of them had serious expressions.

Opposite him, the little abacus was leaning against the inner corner of the carriage, while Yan Zi sat beside him, looking tired.

Several people did not speak, and the atmosphere in the carriage at the moment seemed a bit dull.

"If I'm not wrong, Yao Bin should be dead. And it's very likely that he was forged into that weird blood sword by Qiu Batian." Tie Jian suddenly raised his head and said.

When the other three heard the words, their expressions all changed in different ways.

Yan Zi was puzzled, but Xiao Abacus was a little dazed. She didn't seem to know for a while. How should she look at Yao Bin?

"Refining into the blood sword, what's going on?" Chen Guang's eyes flashed slightly and he asked.

"I can't tell. It's just that when he fought against Qiu Batian, a bloody face suddenly appeared in his magic sword. No matter his appearance or breath, he was very similar to Yao Bin. And he... seems to be resentful towards me. Very deep." Tie Jian said slowly.

"If that's the case, this is the art of cultivating the sword, why don't you criticize him in public?" Chen Guang asked again.

"At the time of the fight, there were so many crises that I didn't have time to speak. After that, I killed the bloody face... After killing the bloody face, I cut off his magic sword, and the power of the yin evil was gone, and there was no evidence. That's why I want to take advantage of the situation to kill that enemy Batian." Tie Jian explained.

Regarding the fact that he devoured Yao Bin's bloody face with strange fire, he still chose to hide it.

"It's strange, why is this Qiu Batian making such rapid progress? It's like a sudden change of person?" Yan Zixiu frowned and asked with some doubts.

"The great world is full of wonders. Tie Jian also became a foundation-building cultivator in just a few months, and now he has become a great swordsman." Chen Guang pondered a little and said so.

"It's not that simple. When I saw Qiu Batian at the first sight of this reunion, I felt a little weird. The more I went to the back, the stronger this feeling became. I even thought that Qiu Batian was fake." Tie Jian Leaning back on the carriage, he said.

"Fake, how is this possible? Even though there is the art of disguising one's face in the world, it is extremely difficult to change a person's aura. We have contacted him several times, but we haven't found anything wrong." Chen Guang said a little. Unbelievable.

"I always feel that during this competition, he seemed to have some scruples and did not use his full strength. His strength should be higher than mine... In any case, in the future, we must be more wary of the Sun family, otherwise I am afraid that There's going to be trouble." Tie Jian said worriedly.

Because of Tie Jian and Chen Guang's outstanding performance at the sword-making conference, the Yan family's reputation soared, and they were favored by the King of Guangliang and the court.

At the same time, some swordsmen from all over the country came to the door, requesting to join the Yan family.

In less than a few months, the strength of the Yan's Chamber of Commerce has rapidly expanded, and it has become the first large-scale chamber of commerce in the country.

If Yan Zi was not worried that the expansion was too fast, it would easily attract jealousy, become the target of public criticism, and forcibly stopped the momentum, it would not be impossible for him to become the scale of the four major chambers of commerce.

The reason for this was that Yan Zi also had the intention of guarding against the Sun family, but for some reason, the Sun family suddenly lost their voice and became very low-key after the sword-making conference.

This move is really puzzling. It is said that although they finally lost to the Yan family at the conference, they also showed their edge and attracted a lot of attention. Now is the time to actively expand their strength.

However, during this period of time, they almost cut off all connections with the outside world, and even some of the chamber of commerce families they had made good friends with in the past were politely declined.

On this day, in a sword cottage in the inner courtyard of Sun's ancestral house.

The red flames rose from the stove on the ground, burning a redstone cup.

Inside the stone cup, there are two blood-red broken swords, which are melting little by little in the high temperature.

A faceless man in a gray robe was standing beside the stove, looking down at the fire, his fingers slowly moving a storage ring in his hand.

Behind him, Sun Zhengyi and Sun Yang's grandfather and grandson lowered their heads with ugly expressions and said nothing.

As the saying goes, it is easy to ask God to send God, but Sun Zhengyi feels regretful at the moment.He was terrified of the faceless man in front of him. Although he wanted to let him leave the Sun family, he didn't dare to show it.

"President Sun, are you pondering in your heart now, how to force the subordinate to leave the Sun family?" The faceless man asked suddenly.

"Why did your lord say such a thing? I have no such intention." Sun Zhengyi was startled when he heard the words, and quickly bowed and said.

"No such intention? Then explain, what happened to this letter sent to Fengjing?" The faceless man pretended to be surprised, "Oh?" and then asked.

When Sun Zhengyi saw the gray envelope between his fingers, his knees softened and he knelt down.

Fengjing is the companion capital of Yue Kingdom, thousands of miles away from Yuejing. The ancestral property and foundation of the Sun family are there, and that letter is a letter of help sent by Sun Zhengyi to his own family.

He originally hoped that after the clan brother saw the letter, he would be able to spend a lot of money to hire other monks at the foundation-building stage to subdue this faceless man, but now it seems that his hope has been lost.

"Senior, spare your life, senior, spare your life!" Sun Zhengyi knelt on the ground, kowtow like garlic, and begged repeatedly.

Sun Yang didn't know about this, but when he saw it, he knelt down and kowtowed.

The faceless man was unmoved at all, his hand was like electricity, and his palm reached out with a "swoosh", grabbed Sun Zhengyi's neck directly, extended his arm, and held it in the air.

This scene was exactly the same as when Yao Bin was caught that day, and Sun Yang was terrified.

"Don't, don't..." He knelt on the ground, but he couldn't stop the two strands like a sieve, trembling non-stop, and shouting in his mouth.

"It's useless to keep you guys, why don't you just use everything and help me repair this Netherscale Blood Sword." The faceless man's throat shook up and down, and bursts of "giggling" laughter sounded like a man's back. cold.

"Senior, if you want a living human sacrifice sword, I can help you find it, I will help you find it..." Sun Zhengyi shouted in panic.

He was talking when his voice suddenly became hoarse, but his throat was already stuck.

The faceless man didn't seem to hear what he said, and with a flick of his wrist, a bone dagger appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, Sun Zhengyi's eyes darkened, and he already knew his next fate.

But at this moment, a look suddenly lit up in his eyes, and when he turned his wrist, a golden dagger appeared in the palm of his hand, and stabbed the faceless man's heart abruptly.

"Yang'er run!"

Sun Zhengyi's voice was hoarse like a sandstone, and he shouted with difficulty.

Before he finished speaking, the faceless man's body suddenly twisted in a strange way, avoiding his sword's edge, and poking his palm forward, the bone dagger pierced his chest.

Gurgling blood flowed out along the tip of the dagger, and flowed into the stone cup in the fire pond without falling.

"Quick...run..." Sun Zhengyi turned his head with difficulty and squeezed these two words out of his throat.

"Grandpa..." Sun Yang let out a stern cry, and finally got a little courage, got up with tears running down his face, and rushed out the door.

However, he had just descended the porch steps and had not yet reached the courtyard when the door behind him slammed, and a large hand that was several feet long came out, grabbed him by the back of his neck, and dragged him like a chicken. pulled back.

"Ah..." A miserable cry resounded through Sun Mansion, and then stopped abruptly.

……

A few days later, a shocking news spread throughout Yuejing.

In the Sun's ancestral house overnight, all the living people disappeared, but the gold and silver goods in the house were not damaged in the slightest, and even the domesticated poultry and beasts were all there, and there was no trace of people.

Jingzhao Yamen sent people to investigate, but they didn't find anything, and in the end they just passed the news to the Sun family in Fengjing, and the matter gradually came to an end.

When the news reached the Yan family, Tie Jian was still in seclusion in Jianlu.

In fact, a few days after he came back from Yuhuo Peak, he entered the Jianlu, and it was not until today that he successfully exited the customs.

When he walked out of the sword hut, Tie Jian's face was not tired at all, but a look of joy on his face.

"Brother Tie, you have finally come out." Yan Zi and Xiao Abacus had been waiting outside for a long time, and when they saw him come out, they hurriedly greeted him.

"What, what happened?" Tie Jian asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"For me, for me, the Sun family..." With a look of excitement, Xiao Abacus first explained the Sun family in general.

The small abacus spoke quickly, Yan Zi added a few words from the side, and Tie Jian quickly understood the general situation of the incident.

(End of this chapter)