The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Jianlu Mountain is located more than 50 miles north of Yangfeng County.

From a distance, this mountain looks like a furnace. This is the gate of the Sword Forging Pavilion.

When Fang Xun arrived at the foot of the mountain, he saw hundreds of people lined up in a long queue in front of the mountain gate, all of them seemed to be asking for swords.

Fang Xun didn't even queue up. He just walked past the side of the line and walked quickly towards the mountain gate.

It immediately attracted a lot of attention.

He ignored it and walked to the mountain gate with a normal expression, handing Master Lu's handwritten letter to a gatekeeper disciple.

"Please give the letter to Elder Li Hanfeng and tell him that Fang Xun from Jiangzhou is here to visit."

"So it's the Marquis who has come to visit. Please follow me up the mountain."

Fang Xun's yang spirit aura was not concealed at all. After the disciple guarding the mountain received the letter, he led the man directly up the mountain, but he did not dare to let him wait at the gate.

Although Jianlu Mountain looks like a furnace, it has lush vegetation and beautiful scenery.

After walking up the mountain for a while, Fang Xun suddenly noticed something unusual.

He felt that the temperature here seemed to be higher than at the foot of the mountain.

It is clearly winter now, with heavy snow still falling from the sky, but on Jianlu Mountain it is spring and flowers are blooming.

"It is said that the underground fire in this mountain is extremely active. Now it turns out that it is true."

This is a Feng Shui treasure land for casting weapons. You can't find such an environment in the Prince of Yue's Palace. Fang Xun is becoming more and more confident in the Sword Casting Pavilion.

'I should be able to forge my weapon in a short time.'

When we reached the halfway point of the mountain, we saw pavilions and towers everywhere, as well as a unique sense of sword emanating from them.

In many separate courtyards, the sound of blacksmithing could be heard constantly, adding a hint of heat to the air.

The gatekeeper disciple led Fang Xun to one of the courtyards and then bowed and said, "My Lord, this is Elder Li's courtyard."

Fang Xun nodded, and as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt a wave of heat hitting him.

What surprised him was that the whole yard was unusually tidy, without any signs of mess at all.

There were boxes and shelves in some places, with sticky notes on them with the names of various minerals or materials written on them. Everything in the yard was arranged in an orderly manner.

In the center stood a gigantic furnace with mysterious inscriptions engraved on its surface. It seemed like a man-made feng shui formation that connected the furnace to the earth's fire.

At this time, there was a shirtless old man in front of the stove. Although he looked old, Fang Xun could feel the explosive power in his bronze muscles.

He placed a silver-white metal ingot on the anvil and held a sledgehammer in his hand.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The sledgehammer struck the metal ingot again and again, and each strike made the ground in the yard shake.

Fang Xun looked sideways at the three-foot-long sledgehammer in the other party's hand. This hammer was specially made and its estimated weight was no less than 100,000 pounds.

But the old man held the instrument in his hand and struck it again and again without getting red in the face or breathing hard. There was a scorching furnace in front of him, but not a drop of sweat on his forehead. This was also a great master of Yangshen.

As a swordsmith, even if you rarely fight with others, you still need to ensure your own strength, because the materials for making magic weapons are not so easy to smelt.

Just look at that stove. If you don't have some strength, you will be roasted and dehydrated if you stand next to it.

And that sledgehammer, you can't swing it without strength.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The sledgehammer struck again and again, and Fang Xun stood quietly by and waited. The metal ingot gradually turned into the shape of a sword blade under the old man's hammering.

thump—

After knocking it again, the old man looked at the finished blade, nodded with satisfaction, and put the hammer away.

With another wave of his hand, the sword was drawn into a large water tank made of black iron.

A puff of white smoke was seen rising, and then the old man turned to Fang Xun who had been waiting for a while and said, "Sorry for keeping you waiting, my Lord. Please take a seat. You don't have to be polite in front of me."

As he spoke, he took the cooled sword blade out of the water tank and put it aside, then led Fang Xun to the stone table and stone bench in the corner of the courtyard.

"No, no, Senior Li, you are too kind. I should be the one who disturbed you."

After Fang Xun made some polite remarks, he sat down with Li Hanfeng.

Li Hanfeng looked at Fang Xun, his expression also full of reminiscence.

"After so many years of separation, Brother Lu, is he doing well in Jiangnan?"

"Master Lu has made great contributions to the palace, so Fang Xun dare not treat him harshly."

As he spoke, Fang Xun also handed over Master Lu's letter.

Li Hanfeng took the letter, opened it and browsed for a while. After reading it quickly, he sighed.

"In principle, my Sword Forging Pavilion only forges swords, but since an old friend introduced you here, I will make an exception this time and forge you a top-quality Zhenwu Divine Weapon. Let me take a look at its quality first!"

Fang Xun was stunned for a moment: "What does Senior Li mean?"

Li Hanfeng said calmly: "Brother Lu mentioned in the letter that the Marquis wants to melt several spiritual weapons with a strange stone into one, and asked me to help. You have to let me see the quality of these spiritual weapons and the strange stone, right?

I see that you don't have anything with you, so you probably didn't bring anything with you. You should go back first and come back to me when you are ready."

Like Master Lu, he is a man of swift and decisive actions. He doesn't exchange pleasantries and goes straight to the point.

Fang Xun suddenly understood and nodded, "That's not necessary. Please wait for a moment, senior."

After saying that, he looked up at the sky. Li Hanfeng was stunned and looked up as well. He saw a small black dot suddenly appear in the sky.

"This is my mount. Is it convenient for me to land at your place?"

After hearing this, Li Hanfeng immediately said, "It's okay, just make it fall down."

Fang Xun nodded, and a wave of mental fluctuations spread out. Then he saw the wooden kite in the sky seemed to have received some instructions. It spread its wings and quickly descended from the sky, and finally landed steadily in the courtyard.

Li Hanfeng was also surprised when he saw that it was a giant mechanical bird.

"I never thought that there really is such a mechanical flying bird in the world. I heard that the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and the Ministry of Industry had cooperated to try to build a flying mechanical device, but in the end they were unable to break through the bottleneck of power energy, and the project ended in vain."

Just as Li Hanfeng was sighing, Fang Xun also took a large box from Mu Yuan's back and threw it on the ground.

With a clang, the box opened, revealing numerous spiritual weapons scattered inside.

Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night, Blood-stained Painting, Narcissus Sword, Heavenly Punishment Sword, Shark Tooth Sword, Fire Scale Sword
Li Hanfeng was overwhelmed by the overwhelming number of magical weapons, and finally his eyes lit up when he saw Fang Xun's newly acquired Wushuang Sword.

"What's the name of this sword?"

Fang Xun said calmly: "Unparalleled!"

"Wushuang, what a Wushuang!
No wonder even Brother Lu found it difficult to deal with, it turns out there is a Zhenwu magic weapon."

"Uh, not one, but two."

Fang Xun scratched his head and took out the demon-subduing pestle and fire-tipped spear that he carried with him.

In an instant, a heat wave rose up, and the courtyard, which was already as hot as a summer day, immediately turned into a furnace.

The wind and snow in the sky were hit by the heat wave and immediately turned into misty water vapor floating in the sky.

When Li Hanfeng saw the fire spear in Fang Xun's hand, his eyes widened again.

"Boy, are you kidding me? You want to forge two pieces of Zhenwu magic weapons with completely different properties without damaging your spirituality. Are you dreaming?" (End of this chapter)