Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 103: Lord Zang Reforged into an Artifact

When Lin Daoru followed the young man to the small courtyard, he only heard the sound of howling swords coming from inside.

The old man held a sledgehammer in his hand and blocked it from left to right to prevent Tibetan Lord from flying away.

After half a month of recasting and tempering, after merging the nameless strange stone, Tibetan Lord's spirituality greatly increased. After the recasting was completed, it slowly flew up, trying to escape from the blacksmith's shop.

Naturally, the old blacksmith did not allow it. He is also a practitioner, and the real master craftsman who controls the three flavors of civil and military fire naturally has some means. The Tibetan Monarch Sword with the artifact.

When Lin Daoru arrived at the small courtyard, the Zangjun sword became more and more hasty. He no longer blindly avoided the old blacksmith's hammer, but attacked him frequently, and at the same time made a sound of sword whistling, as if calling Lin Daoru expressed his joy at the same time.

When the old blacksmith saw Lin Daoru coming, he no longer wanted to stop him, and when he saw the Tibetan Lord attacking, he took advantage of the situation and hid aside.

Seeing that the man no longer blocked him, Mr. Zang was very happy.There was a brisk howling of swords, and his figure turned into a stream of light, piercing the sky immediately.

It hovered in the sky for a long time, but it didn't intend to go away at all. Instead, it circled above Lin Daoru's head, as if a naughty child was trying to please his parents.

Lin Daoru was connected with it from the moment he saw it. This feeling is very wonderful, there is a feeling that blood is thicker than water, as if it is his own child, so he can't bear to part with it, can't bear to abandon it.

Lin Daoru saw that it was playing in the sky above his head, and had no tendency to fly away, so he felt relieved. If it wanted to leave him, would he have the heart to force it?

When the sword has given birth to spirituality, it is no longer a pure dead thing, and he can't do things that are forced, even if the sword is the spirituality that he nurtured day and night.

Just when he watched with some joy in his heart Tibetan Lord having fun in the sky, the old blacksmith suddenly dropped the hammer and collapsed on the ground. Lin Daoru hurried forward, but the old blacksmith swayed He waved his hand, indicating that it's okay, and said in his mouth: "Oh, I'm so exhausted, the old blacksmith. In the past half a month, I haven't even closed my eyelids as an old blacksmith. Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to forge a handle before I died. Here comes the artifact, well, it’s really great.”

There was endless loneliness in his words, Lin Daoru was startled, and hurriedly checked, only to find that the old blacksmith's body was empty at some point, it could be said that he had no life, and he didn't know where the power came from You can stop Tibetan Lord from leaving for as long as just now.

He hurriedly put the immortal energy in his body into his body, but found that it was useless at all, the vitality of the old blacksmith was gradually dissipating.

He gently pushed Lin Daoru, and at the same time motioned for the young boy beside him to come over, then took his hand, his eyes were full of nostalgia, and then said to Lin Daoru: "I have adopted this child since I was a child. I have taught him some techniques of forging soldiers, but this child has been weak since he was a child, so he can't do it for too long, and he may have no hope of becoming a master craftsman in his life."

He seems to be very sad about the loss of skills, and also seems to be sad about his inability to teach a master craftsman to inherit the mantle, but what makes him most lonely is the future of this child after his death.

He naturally didn't want this child to become an ordinary person and live an ordinary life. There was a trace of bitterness in his eyes, and then he said to Lin Daoru: "I know that time is running out, but this child can't rest assured. Don't ask for anything, just ask, only ask for the fairy head, the fairy head, poof."

He became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't speak at the end. It was really unimaginable. One moment the old blacksmith was still alive and kicking wielding the sledgehammer, but the next moment he was already dying.

Before Lin Daoru could sigh, he was suddenly startled by the shouts from the sky outside the door.

"Junior brother, hurry up, surround it, don't let it run away, junior sister, east, hahahahaha, okay, that's it, I didn't expect to find a magic weapon in this small place, okay, it's great, yes With the help of this divine weapon, I will definitely be able to win the top spot in the ten martial arts competitions here."

Lin Daoru went out of the house, only to notice that Lord Zang had been surrounded by six or seven teenagers in white at some point.Those teenagers were dressed in white, with many plum blossoms embroidered on their chests, and each held a small long sword in their hands, waving plum blossoms, surrounding the Tibetan monarch.

Lin Daoru was slightly taken aback, but he knew the martial arts used by these teenagers, but it was the plum blossom swordsmanship of the sword god Ximen Chuuxue recorded in the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

Perhaps it was that Ximen Chuuxue finally broke through the shackles of which side of his world, and finally ascended to this side of the world. A hero is always a hero. After getting in touch with the laws of the new world, Ximen Chuuxue's martial arts suddenly improved, and at the same time he created a new world. The more advanced true understanding of plum blossom swordsmanship, Xeon's Yijian Xilai has also become more powerful.

He accepted apprentices and established a sect in this world, so he naturally had his own sect. Plum Blossom Villa is one of the top ten sects in Ziyun Kingdom of Dongsheng Shenzhou. Soon there came a great master named Ling Donglai. Not only did he draw with Ximen Chuuxue by virtue of his Ziqi Donglai style, but he also established his own Ziqi sect.

The disciples of the Ziqi Sect and the disciples of the Plum Blossom Villa continued the dispute between the elders.They all set the goal of defeating each other in the ten-year martial arts meeting, and practiced hard. They wanted to prove that their master was the real number one in Ziyun Kingdom by defeating the opponent's apprentice.

Among the Three Realms, there are 1000 truly famous warriors in the past [-] years who can aspire to the number one throne in the world. One is the Three Kingdoms Warrior Lu Bu, the second is Guan Yu who has achieved the title of Martial Saint, and the third is Domineering War Demon. Zhang Fei, four are the white horse and silver dragon Zhao Yun, five are the sword demon Dugu Qiubai, six are the most affectionate lover Fanyun who loves people and love the sword, seven are the new true martial emperor Zhang Sanfeng, and eight are Zhang Fei. One is Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, nine is Nezha, the prince of the lotus flower, ten are the disciples of Zhang Sanfeng, the most masculine and powerful, sincere and benevolent Zhang Wuji, and eleven is the one-armed Yang Guo who is sad and ecstasy and no one asks. Flying, so Yang Guo's love for the little dragon girl is more powerful.), Twelve is Zhou Botong, who is both yin and yang, good luck and mystery; Fourteenth is Ning Daoxuan, the most extraordinary man in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, fifteenth is Immortal Shi Zhixuan, sixteenth is a consonance pointing at Lu Xiaofeng, seventeenth is a sword coming from west to Ximen to blow snow, eighteenth is purple energy coming from east to order, Nineteen is Qinglian sword fairy Li Taibai who has no poems, wine and green lotus, and twenty is a dead but alive person, Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan.

These people can be called martial arts masters in one world, and now they are gathered together, how difficult is it to separate out the number one in the world?

But what is surviving is that Donglai actually set up a sect in Ziyun Country where Ximen Chuuxue is located. This can be regarded as provoking the dignity of Ximen Chuuxue. Fighting once a year, Ximen Chuuxue's sword from the west can't break through the purple energy from the east, and even the purple energy from the east can't beat Ximen Chuuxue.

These two can't tell the winner, but the disciples can.

(End of this chapter)