Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 305: Defeat and Rebirth
After a cup of tea.

Yan Bugui helped Yao Yue digest the power of Blood Bodhi.

Feeling the surge of skill in her body, a rare smile appeared on Yao Yue's face, and then she looked at Yan Bugui eagerly.

Yan Bugui raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile, "What, do you want to have sex with me?"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Yao Yue thought about the amazing battle between Yan Bugui and Nangong Hen before. She knew that even if her skills improved greatly, she was still not on the same level as Yan Bugui, so she could only suppress her desire to fight with him. idea.

"Wise move." Yan Bugui put away the hidden box and carefully studied Yi Wuxin's map: "Let's go, if another magic soldier comes here, we will be in trouble."

Yao Yue sneered, "I thought you were not afraid of anything."

"It's not for you." Yan Bugui said: "I brought you out, and I have to take you back safely, otherwise Lianxing will hate me to death. Right, Lianxing."

Lian Xing smiled and said: "It's always right to be careful. Sister, Ming Kong also has good intentions, so just say a few words less."

Yao Yue rolled her eyes at her angrily and walked towards her mount: "Now that you have a lover, you don't want your sister anymore. You're not even married yet, so your elbows are turned outward."

"Yes!" The girl in yellow agreed: "You are right, Mo. It is rare to see someone who is more handsome than the master."

Forging Shenfeng stopped in front of the two maids, also sizing up Yan Bugui, and asked: "I have never heard of your name. What can I learn from you when I come here?"

Fenghai is located in the Miao territory, and there are many demon soldiers stationed on the road. It is inevitable that encounters and frictions will occur during this period. However, they are just ordinary demon soldiers and generals, and Yan Bugui does not need to take action, Yao Yue is enough to deal with them.

Yan Bugui raised her spirits and said loudly: "Tai Yue Rong Xiu Yan Bugui came to pay a visit to Master Fenghai."

Yao Yue said contemptuously: "Shameless!"

"Why not scream and walk slowly."

But I saw Blacksmith Feng, who was dressed in white and gold brocade clothes. He was elegant, his face was like a crown jade, his lips were dyed vermilion, and his brows were arrogant and otherworldly. Extremely extraordinary.

After riding fast all the way, the three finally arrived at the bamboo forest outside Fenghai.

Yan Bugui said: "I have heard for a long time that Fenghai Blacksmith's forging skills are unparalleled in the world. Yan came here just to forge swords."

Lian Xing patted Yan Bugui and said, "Okay, just stop saying a few words and don't forget what you promised me."

"Wow!" The girl in red couldn't help but her eyes lit up when she saw Yan Bugui: "Why don't you look at what a handsome young master!"

A sweet poetry trumpet suddenly sounded deep in the bamboo forest, and then two pretty girls, one in red and one in yellow, walked out quickly with long swords on their backs.

"Ignore her." Yan Bugui held her hand and said with a smile, "She is jealous because you found such an outstanding man like me."

Lian Xing was helpless: "How can it be so serious?"

"Hmph!" A voice of dissatisfaction suddenly came from the bamboo forest, and a man was seen slowly walking out with a feather fan: "Talk about the romance, criticize the saints and fools, touch the sword and laugh at the loss. Cleverly seize the class gate's bright night fire, and the front sea shines Cold body."

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest."

Yan Bugui resisted the urge to interrupt his poetry reading and stared at the visitor.

The bright moon hangs high.

Yan Bugui shrugged and said nothing more.

Then the three of them got on their horses and headed to Fenghai according to Yi Wuxin's map.

The sound waves spread out like waves, mixed with powerful internal force, making the branches and leaves of the bamboo forest rustle.

Forging God's Feather Fan shook slightly: "You're not bad at understanding, but do you know that Forging God's Edge never takes action easily?"

"Sir, you might as well take a look at my sword first." Yan Bugui took off the box of hidden blades, opened the mechanism, took out the sword of defeat, and sent it out with a soft force.

Looking at the long sword slowly floating in front of him, Forging Shenfeng suddenly paid more attention to it. Being able to control the internal force so delicately is definitely a master among masters.

He reached out to take the Sword of Defeat, and after carefully observing it from beginning to end twice, Forging God Feng said: "This sword is made of excellent material and is difficult to find in the world."

"Sir, you are indeed a great expert, with good eyesight!" Yan Bugui said: "It is said that this sword is made from the cold iron contained in the spiritual stones left by the ancient Nuwa Empress to mend the sky."

Forging Shenfeng said noncommittally: "Legends are not trustworthy." He paused and suddenly said angrily: "It's a pity that the pearl is covered in dust! This sword is not only a semi-finished product, but also has lost its essence, and the casting technique is even more clumsy. It's simply What a waste!"

Yan Bugui said: "That's why I came here to seek help from your husband."

"Ha!" Forging God Feng said: "Flattery can be saved. There is no such thing as a free lunch. If you want Master Fenghai to help you forge a sword, what price can you pay?"

Yan Bugui was well prepared and said with a faint smile: "Yellow and white things are meaningless to Mr. Yan. Mr. Yan knows that Mr. Yan has always wanted to build a magic weapon that surpasses the weapons of the useless character flow to protect the world. So if Mr. Yan is willing to help, Mr. Yan I am willing to give part of the Sword of Defeat to Sir, what do you think of it?"

"Is this true?" Forging Shenfeng was moved. This cold iron was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime good material.

Yan Bugui said categorically: "Once a word is spoken, it's hard for a horse to chase you."

Forging Shen Feng was secretly happy in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Okay, then it's settled. You three, please come with me and talk."

Enter the front sea.

Everyone came to the living room.

Yan Bugui accidentally spotted a book on the table with "The Jing of Iron" written on the cover.

He vaguely understood that this was the secret casting technique of Fei Ziliu. It seemed that Fei Cangsheng had already arrived.

In this case, the Sword of Defeat is likely to become a masterpiece that combines the achievements of the two companies.

"I wonder if the sword can be transformed into this style?" Yan Bugui took out a drawing of the Houde Sword.

"Simple." Forging God Feng said: "As I said just now, your Keko sword has lost its essence. Only by completely recasting it with the Lichen Stone can the essence be reborn.

In addition, this sword is strong enough but not flexible enough. It needs to be added with the Sea-Front Iron to make it perfect. "

Yan Bugui said with a smile: "In that case, I made a profit."

Forging God Feng said: "Your cold iron is a priceless treasure. Master Fenghai never bothers to take advantage of others."

"In your opinion, sir, how long will it take for the sword to come out of the furnace?"

Forging Shenfeng thought for a while and said: "You come to pick up the sword in half a month. It's getting late, so don't listen. Why not go and prepare a guest room for the three distinguished guests to rest."

Yan Bugui was secretly surprised.

It took ten years to recast the Sword of Defeat at the Sword Worship Villa, but it only took half a month to forge the Divine Edge, which far exceeded his expectations.

He was interested in learning, but he knew that Blacksmithing Feng would never be as generous as Leng Yan to teach him the Blacksmithing technique.

It would be boring to stay in Fenghai during this period. After thinking about it, Yan Bugui suddenly remembered something and asked: "One more thing, sir, can you tell me the location of Buhui Peak?"

"Why not?" Forging Shenfeng nodded: "When you leave tomorrow, I will send you a map."

"Thank you." Yan Bugui bowed his hands, and then he and Lian Xing invited Yue to follow the two maids to the guest room.

The next day, early in the morning.

Yan Bu followed Jonah's map on Buhui Peak and left Fenghai.

Black wind on horseback.

Lian Xing leaned in Yan Bugui's arms and asked curiously: "What's so famous about this Buhui Peak?"

Yan Bugui said: "If you are lucky, you may be able to learn a unique sword technique."

Lian Xing smiled and joked: "Do you think this is a thief who never makes a mistake?"

"That's wrong." Yan Bugui shook his head and said, "How can this martial arts practitioner be called stealing?"

"False." Yao Yue wondered: "Why do you seem to know everything in this strange world?"

Yan Bugui said calmly: "I can take you across the world. What's so surprising about the unknown prophet? Anyway, just thank me."

Yaoyue sneered: "Thank you for what?"

Yan Bugui said: "Of course, thank me for preserving your sisterhood. If it weren't for me, you would have such a bad temper, huh..."

Yao Yuedeng was at a loss for words and didn't know how to refute.

Lian Xing hurriedly said: "Oh~ it's already passed, why are you bringing this up?"

The three of them galloped along.

Just when they were about to leave the Miao border, a familiar figure appeared in front of them with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)