Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 33

The setting sun on the horizon falls into the west.

The sky gradually became dark, and Ji Tiancheng hurriedly stood in front of a stone gate next to a stone wall in the valley already lit by lights. His heart was full of excitement, but also a little apprehensive.

The Qingfeng Sword is about to be reborn.

Recasting doesn't mean destroying the Qingfeng sword, it just coats the original sword with a layer of heavy iron to dissipate its original sharpness.

Moreover, although the heavy iron will wear away the original sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword, its own hardness will also enhance the other performances of the Qingfeng Sword, and on the contrary, it will be more suitable for Ji Tiancheng to use today.

"Rumble..."

The heavy stone door was slowly opened, and Wuyouzi walked out with a red face, a little sweat was exposed on his body.

Seeing the excited look in Ji Tiancheng's eyes, he smiled slightly and said, "Boy Ji, come with me!" After finishing speaking, he walked into the stone gate again.

Ji Tiancheng's face flashed with joy, his figure changed, and he hurriedly followed in. Right after he entered, the stone door slowly closed.

Ji Tiancheng originally thought that it would be relatively dark behind the stone gate, but after entering, he realized that the square stone room is very bright.

After following Wuyouzi through a winding passage full of lights, a hot air rushed towards him.

This breath almost burned the clothes on Ji Tiancheng's body, he quickly summoned up his inner energy, and covered his whole body with a shallow layer, barely resisting the heat.

Seeing Ji Tiancheng's reaction, Wuyouzi laughed. He hadn't turned on the furnace to refine the weapon at this time, so the dry and hot atmosphere in the stone room was not very high.

However, this is also relatively speaking, the aura left by this kind of weapon refining is not a small test for Ji Tiancheng.

Because in this empty and hot stone room, there would be a few bursts of lava-like scorching and powerful aura from time to time, even Wuyouzi had to use his true energy to block it, let alone Ji Tiancheng.

After walking a few steps forward, and then turning around, a huge stone platform suddenly appeared in front of Ji Tiancheng, with a pitch-black long sword standing on it.

Ji Tiancheng suppressed the excitement in his heart. He had already been able to communicate with Qingfeng Sword and Sword Spirit. At this time, the familiar feeling from this sword let him know that the pitch-black long sword in front of him was his original Qingfeng sword. sharp sword.

Wuyouzi said proudly on his weary face: "This is your original Qingfeng sword. I have plated a layer of heavy iron on its surface with a special method. Now, in terms of hardness, I am afraid that it is hardest among famous swords in the world. Ranked in the top ten!"

Hearing this, Ji Tiancheng bowed respectfully to Wuyouzi and said, "Thank you, master, for recasting this sword for you!"

Wuyouzi smiled and said: "Take it! You kid has taken advantage of it."

When Ji Tiancheng heard the words, he approached the stone platform excitedly, his hands were covered with inner energy, and he tightly held the hilt of the Qingfeng sword. With a sudden force, the Qingfeng sword only moved slightly.

Seeing this, Wuyouzi laughed and said: "Heavy iron is already very heavy, I added a lot of it to your Qingfeng sword. If you want to pull out the Qingfeng sword, this amount of strength is not enough."

Ji Tiancheng suddenly realized, so he gathered the inner energy of his whole body, concentrated it on the soles of his shoulders and feet, and sank to his dantian. With a violent snort, he had already exerted all his strength in his hand, and the Qingfeng sword was slowly pulled out from the stone platform.

Only after pulling out the Qingfeng sword completely did Ji Tiancheng feel his hand relax.

With a light swing of the Qingfeng sword with his right hand, he felt a fierce sword wind coming from the sword body, and the scorching air also danced along with the sword wind.

Seeing this, Wuyouzi nodded in satisfaction, and said to Ji Tiancheng again: "Boy Ji, the sharpness of your Qingfeng sword is hidden under the heavy iron, and it is no longer suitable for the name Qingfengjian." Now, you can get another one!"

Ji Tiancheng nodded in agreement, looked at the Qingfeng sword which had become pitch black at this time, hesitated a little and said: "The Qingfeng sword has a restrained edge at this time, why not call it Zangfeng sword!"

After hearing this, Wuyouzi showed approval on his face, and said: "Zangfengjian, this is a good name, so let's call it Zangfengjian!"

Suddenly felt that the Zangfeng Sword in his hand seemed to tremble slightly, Ji Tiancheng looked down and "saw" that the name of the Zangfeng Sword in his hand appeared on one side of the blade.

Tibetan front sword.

Ji Tiancheng was shocked, and quickly stroked the blade with his hand, and found a smooth pattern, as if the three traditional characters of Zangfengjian did not exist.

Blinking his eyes, the Zangfeng sword in Ji Tiancheng's eyes returned to normal again. He looked at Wuyouzi who was beside him, and he didn't want to know about it, so Ji Tiancheng had to give up.

But there is one thing that he vaguely understands in his heart. Perhaps the sword spirit of Zangfengjian has become unusual, but it can directly affect his mind, which has reached an unbelievable level.

Wuyouzi stroked his remaining cottony white beard, and said to Ji Tiancheng, "Okay, let's leave now!"

Ji Tiancheng nodded, followed Wuyouzi out of the stone room, and came to the valley. The sky had become completely dark, and it was not suitable to go out at this time.

Wuyouzi said: "It's getting late, you and Lan Shan, each find a wooden house in this valley to live in, it's better to leave tomorrow."

Ji Tiancheng nodded in agreement, and thanked Wuyouzi: "Thank you, Master!"

Wuyouzi said: "You don't need to be too polite." After saying that, his figure turned into a phantom and disappeared.

Ji Tiancheng, who has perfect internal energy, did not even see the process of Wuyouzi's disappearance, which made him admire Wuyouzi's strength.

One must know that Wuyouzi is most famous for his casting technique which has reached its peak. Who would have thought that apart from casting technique, Wuyouzi's internal energy cultivation would also be so perfect.

At this moment, Lan Shan practiced palm technique for a whole day, and she had already rested from exhaustion, so did Li Qingshui's brother and sister, Ji Tiancheng was the only one left in the empty valley under the night.

Ji Tiancheng wanted to try the sword, but was afraid of disturbing the people in the valley, so he held the Zangfeng sword and came to a dense forest in the valley.

He was holding a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointing straight to the west. His eyes were condensed, and he took a step back suddenly, and the tip of the sword moved accordingly.

Suddenly the tip of the sword moved, and it turned into a spiral flood dragon, stabbing forward, this stab, the sound of a dragon's chant came from the sword.

There was also an explosion on Ji Tiancheng's sleeve robe, and then a beam of sword energy escaped from the sword body, and shot at the big tree in front of the door, directly splitting the thick tree in half that he didn't know how long it had lived.

"Buzzing..."

The tip of the sword relaxed, trembling constantly under the moonlight, the silver-white light shone on the pitch-black sword body, shining with strange brilliance.

(End of this chapter)