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Manager: Huang Shanyi

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"Here, this is your Nichirin sword." The leading swordsmith said to Yiyong.

The two broken swordsmiths behind him also opened the wooden boxes in their hands and took out the Nichirin sword.

"My name is Tietsuzuka Ling, and I am your swordsmith." He said to Yiyong.

"My name is Tietsuzuka Ye, and I am your swordsmith." The second swordsmith said to Zhengu.

"My name is Tetsuzuka·Xi, and I'm your swordsmith!" He is also the forger of Santo. Perhaps just like the "Xi" after his name, he looks very happy.

"(⊙o⊙) Wow! This, this, this! Is this my Nichirin Sword? So cool!" Santo saw the Nichirin Sword he had been thinking about all day. He will become the owner of this sword in the future. How can this make a passionate young man with a martial arts dream not be excited?

"Don't you see who your swordsmith is? I'm good at forging!" His swordsmith was also very proud. After all, it was the first time he forged a sword for a swordsman. He was very serious and thought it was very memorable.

"The Nichirin Sword will change color according to the user, so it is also called the color-changing sword. You guys try it quickly, I can't wait!" The leading swordsmith rubbed his hands and put his face close to Giyu.

"Or let's go into the house first and talk slowly after we go in." Master Urokodaki invited the swordsmith to come in and talk slowly.

"Well, that's fine." Then the seven people went into the house together.

Master Urokotaki was brewing tea on the side. The three people had already picked up their own Nichirin swords. The three people put their hands on the Nichirin swords, and the Nichirin swords instantly changed color.

The Nichirin sword of Santo is dark blue. If you look closely, there are some light blue waves, which seem to be telling the turbulence of Santo, just like the frequent tsunamis in Japan (。・ω・。).

The Nichirin sword of Shinkomo is light blue. Although it is not very turbulent, it is as beautiful as the color of the sea. If you look closely, you will find that there are rapids in the sea, as if Shinkomo's calm swordsmanship contains powerful power.

"Is this the color of the Nichirin sword of the first user of the Nichirin sword I forged? It's really beautiful." Santo's swordsmith was very excited at this time. He really didn't expect the color to be so beautiful and clear.

"Yes, yes, you see, the color of my Sun Wheel Sword is like sapphire." The swordsmith of Zhengu also praised it.

The color of Yiyong's Sun Wheel Sword seems to be a little special. There is a calm sea, but you will find that the sun and the moon are together on the sea surface, and there are stars that have sunk into the sea.

The surface is half orange and half white, and there is also a faint yellow in the sea.

This seems to be like the poem in Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea": The sun, the moon, and the stars seem to come out of it; the stars are brilliant, as if they come out of it.

Yiyong looked at his sword and was a little surprised. He thought silently in his heart: How could my sword be like this? Did he awaken the breath of fire?

But he denied this idea, otherwise how could there be a moon and stars? Could he breathe the moon and the stars? It's impossible to think about it.

Just as Yiyong was still thinking here, the eyes of the three swordsmiths lit up instantly, and it was a light that even the mask could not cover.

"How can there be such a beautiful sword in the world! Send it to me so I can touch it, let me touch it!" Yiyong's swordsmith rushed forward to snatch the sword from Yiyong's hand without caring about his image.

Yiyong was not prepared at all, and his sword was snatched away by his swordsmith.

"Such a color, such a luster, is this true? Is this really the color of the Sun Wheel Sword I forged?"

"Although it is not a red sword, this color may be one in a million." Although there are some ideas about not seeing the red sword, this idea is filled by his own thoughts.

"Let me touch it, please, Ling!" Zhengu's swordsmith also instantly shifted his attention to Yiyong's Sun Wheel Sword.

"Let me first, let me first! Ling, aren't we on good terms? I remember I gave you that thing before!" Xuantu was also very excited at the swordsmith. Although it was not his Ichirin Sword, the color of this Sun Wheel Sword was taken back.

I can brag about it to those swordsmiths for months.

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