Invincible Swordsman

Chapter 67

"The mutation of the sword weapon should be guided by the essence and blood, and the blood will refine it."

This sentence suddenly flashed in Peng Hu's mind, without further ado, he directly punched himself in the chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

puff!
A mouthful of blood essence was accurately sprayed on the sword blank, with a "chichi" sound, in the blink of an eye, the blood essence was completely sucked into the sword blank, and a layer of blood appeared in an instant, but was submerged in the flames in the blink of an eye.

There is no one in a million sword weapons, and the right time and place are indispensable, and there are various unknown possibilities.Since ancient times, swordsmiths have always wanted to study it, but they couldn't.All I know is that once such an unfathomable change occurs during sword casting, blood sacrifice must be conducted in time to ensure that the new sword casting weapon is sublimated into a weapon.Otherwise, it is possible for a magic weapon to self-destruct directly or become a peerless magic weapon, which no one can control.

Seeing Peng Hu's quick reaction, old man Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and took a few steps back, but his eyes never left the dharma sword that was about to become a weapon.

Today, it was really an eye-opener. Not only did he witness a magic sword become a weapon, but he also saw the legendary sword weapon mutation, not to mention that he also participated in the sword casting. Although he only controlled the flame, old man Fang had already Satisfied.

In less than a few breaths, the sword blank shook, and the suction suddenly increased by more than ten times. The fire gathering array spontaneously activated, and strands of extremely pure earth fire gushed out of the magic circle, and then submerged into the sword blank.

At this time, Peng Hu could no longer control the blank sword, and he could only quietly wait for the sword to be completed in the high temperature.The terrifying high temperature had roasted him to the point where all the hair on his body was covered with hair, and half of his clothes were burned, revealing the inner savage outfit, but he didn't notice it, his eyes were fixed on the sword blank.If his physical body was not strong enough, and the savage costume was no small matter, he might have been scorched by the high temperature.

The nearby swordsmiths were shocked again. Some of them had already started to forge swords, but found that the ground fire could not be drawn out, and some of them were directly caused by the sudden disappearance of the ground fire, so that they failed to forge swords. They were so angry The swordsmiths cursed and rushed out of the swordsmith room one after another.

"This is, did old man Fang succeed in forging a magic sword?"

"Probably so. I didn't expect this old man Fang to actually forge a magic sword. I really can't imagine it."

"I think old man Fang has accumulated a lot of energy this time. Let's feel the power of that sword carefully. Is it far better than ordinary magic swords?"

"Well, it's true. Could it be that old man Fang is going against the sky this time and forged a high-grade magic sword?"

"Maybe, let's see."

More and more swordsmiths gathered in old man Fang's sword-making room, but no one dared to gossip about old man Fang at this moment, and their words were full of respect.

Master swordsmith, at this moment, old man Fang seems to have become a master of a generation in the eyes of these swordsmiths.

hum!
Suddenly, a sword sounded, and then a huge hole was pierced on the top of the sword casting room, and an extremely powerful sword shot up into the sky. The defense of the sword casting room simply couldn't stop this sword move.

"The sword is powerful, this is really a high-grade magic sword."

The people present were stunned for a moment.

Ding ding ding, buzzing!
All of a sudden, the entire Jianjian Peak was filled with sword sounds, no matter ordinary swords or magic swords, they were all whispering, as if they were worshiping the birth of the sword king, or wishing for the birth of a new magic sword.

"Who actually forged the sword king level magic sword?"

"Haha, I have finally produced another grandmaster from Sword Forging Peak."

"Let's go and see who it is?"

"Walk."

In the depths of Jianjian Peak, the four old men rushed into the void together, looked at each other, and then rushed towards the direction of the sword.

"I have seen the master, uncle!"

"I have seen four masters."

Seeing the four great masters coming at the same time, the swordsmiths present saluted one after another.

"Excuse me, who is casting the sword inside?"

An old master with white eyebrows asked in harmony.

"It should be Master Fang Tiefang. This sword-making room is exactly Master Fang's sword-making room."

A middle-aged swordsmith replied respectfully.

At this time, he didn't dare to call Fang Tie a madman anymore.

"Fang Tie, is that the madman Fang all day long?"

The old master asked again, but there was a hint of doubt on his face, and the other three masters were also a little puzzled.

Naturally, the four great masters had heard about the old man Fang, and it was this old master who told him the difference between the half-dharma sword and the dharma sword when old man Fang made the half-dharma sword.At the same time, the four great masters all know that old man Fang has good aptitude, but because of his excessive persistence, he has fallen into madness.

Now that they think about it, the few of them don't quite believe that it was Crazy Fang who forged this king-level magic sword.

The swordsmiths nodded at the same time: "Yes, it's that madman Fang."

Half an hour later, the sword in the air suddenly became stronger again, and the terrifying flames disappeared in a flash.Then the sword momentum began to converge, and slowly disappeared into the sword casting room.

These swordsmiths already understood that this was a sign of success in the sword.

In the sword-making room, Peng Hu had become a burning man, but he didn't feel it. He looked at an ordinary iron sword in front of him and held it in his hand.

In an instant, he felt a feeling of flesh and blood, as if this hand was an extension of his arm. This feeling was extremely wonderful, and he had never felt this way in his previous life.

"Is this the magic sword I forged? I'm afraid the fairy sword in the legend of the previous life is nothing more than this."

Peng Hu secretly thought, with this sword in his hand, he was confident that he could cut Shi Hua with one sword, and he felt powerful naturally.

"This dharma sword has become your natal dharma sword. Its power is far beyond that of ordinary dharma swords. Only you can exert 100% power. To others, it is only a little sharper than ordinary iron swords."

Old man Fang said a little enviously.

"Well, the dharma sword has changed, and I sacrificed it with blood essence. It can indeed be regarded as the natal dharma sword."

Peng Hu nodded, fondling the iron sword fondly.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for forging the Dharma sword and becoming a grand master." The old man suddenly cupped his fists and said, "Fang Tie has met the grand master."

"You're welcome, have you made your decision?"

Peng Hu waved his hand.

"Well, I, Fang Tie, would like to be a handyman for the Grandmaster, but I only hope that I can do chores by the Grandmaster's side."

Old man Fang nodded vigorously, extremely respectful.

"Okay, I, Peng Hu, promise to make you a grandmaster of a generation, and I won't let you follow for nothing." Peng Hu said in a deep voice, then turned his head and said to Daniel who was still in a daze, "Brother Daniel, from now on you will Follow Master Fang to learn how to forge a sword, if you don't want to learn how to forge a sword, then just pretend I didn't say so."

Hearing Peng Hu's voice, Daniu suddenly nodded his head as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Thank you, brother, I am willing, willing. I am willing to learn swordsmithing from Master Fang."

Then he suddenly turned around and knelt down to Master Fang: "Zhang Daniu pays homage to Master Fang, and asks Master Fang to accept me as an apprentice."

"Daniu, get up first. I'm already a handyman of Master Peng, but I can no longer take you as an apprentice. However, don't worry, I will definitely teach you the sword-making skills of my life. As for how much you can learn, it is up to you." It only depends on your own efforts."

Old man Fang stretched out his hand to support Daniel, and said with a smile.

Now, he has regarded himself as Peng Hu's follower, how dare he accept Daniel as his disciple?
"Thank you senior brother, thank you Master Fang."

Daniel bowed to Peng Hu and Old Man Fang respectively, then got up, and stood obediently behind Old Man Fang.

"You're welcome, work hard, and you all may become a generation of swordsmith masters in the future." Peng Hu said with a smile.

"Senior brother, I see that other people's swords have names, so brother, this sword should also have a famous name."

Daniel looked at the iron sword in Peng Hu's hand and said curiously.

It was the first time he saw the magic sword, but he didn't feel powerful at all.If he hadn't seen Peng Hu forging a magic sword with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this seemingly ordinary iron sword could be a magic sword.

"Well, this sword is made of extraterrestrial meteorite supplemented by fine iron, but because of the mutation, it absorbs the terrifying fire and finally becomes a sword. It is called the Raging Fire Sword."

Peng Hu was not pretentious, he said slowly.

"A good name, made from ashes, will surely become famous in the Tianjian Continent in the future."

Old man Fang praised loudly.

Peng Hu nodded slightly, and casually showed the sword to the two of them.

At this time, the swordsmiths outside the door had already waited until the flowers were gone, but old man Fang hadn't come out yet. They craned their necks anxiously, wishing to rush out of Mr. Fang's sword-making room to see what happened.

However, today is different. They all guess that old man Fang has officially become a master swordsmith, and no one dares to offend him abruptly. They can only wait quietly outside the door. This is the minimum respect for a master swordsmith.

"The sword's momentum is restrained, which means that the sword has been completed. Why hasn't this old man come out?"

"Grandmaster Fang may be very tired, he should be resting."

"It's really possible. Otherwise, if you still have the personality of Grandmaster Fang, I'm afraid he would have already entered the sword room and spread it everywhere."

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Some people were discussing in low voices, looking at the four great masters from time to time, seeing that they were silent and waiting quietly, they naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous any more, and stopped talking after a few words.

Squeak!

After a long time, when the door of the room finally opened, it was a boy with thick head and thick head sticking out his head.

"what!"

Seeing a group of casting masters outside the door, the young man exclaimed and quickly retreated into the room, while the door closed again.

"Brother, Master Fang, there are a group of people around outside, what should we do?"

Daniel said in a panic, he was frightened by the group of people outside the door.

"What are you panicking about? They all came to pay respects to Grandmaster Peng. Didn't you see them standing outside so respectfully? They didn't dare to come in, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly." Master Fang scolded with a smile.

"Old man Fang, I don't want to show off for the time being. I'll say later that you made this magical sword, understand?"

At this moment, Peng Hu said suddenly.

He didn't want to be the exclusive swordsmith of the Spirit Sword Sect. He had already seen through his reputation and didn't take it to heart.

Old man Fang and Daniel were stunned at the same time, but didn't react for a long time.

"Master Peng, I, I... this is not good."

Old man Fang said nah na.Once he admits that he forged this magic sword, he will become a grandmaster of a generation, but now old man Fang does not have the confidence to claim the title of this grandmaster.

"I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, if someone asks you to forge magic swords in the future, I can help you. Sooner or later, you will become a true swordsmith master." Peng Hu said in a deep voice.

"OK then."

Old man Fang nodded helplessly, but he was secretly happy in his heart. With Peng Hu's help, he would definitely become a swordsmith master.

"Go ahead, let's deal with these people first. I will go back to the South Campus to practice later. If there is anything to do, I will ask Daniel to come to the South Campus to find me."

Peng Hu waved his hand.

"Yes."

Old man Fang answered, opened the door, and strode out.

(End of this chapter)