Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Before the oven, a shirtless, gray-haired old man was holding a giant hammer and was desperately beating a piece of red black gold.

"Master is the first person to cast a sword in Qingcang. Since this sword embryo fell in front of me, it has a destiny with me. Now it is sealed by black iron. It's a pity, I can feel its call to me, so , No matter what the price is, the younger generation will rescue him."

The human and the sword are one, and the swordsmanship is perfect.

For a moment, Ling Xiao saw a hint of surprise on his face.

Immediately, he suddenly dropped the heavy hammer in his hand, put his hands on the forging table, and fell into contemplation.

But this time, I am afraid it will be more fortunate and less fortunate.

"This is…"

Gu Luo's face changed a lot, and he was stunned in place.

This feeling is really touching.

Young Swordsman! !

The three divine swords he forged before were all rare treasures in the world.

However, even with his strength, he still couldn't hit a trace of that mysterious golden hammer.

"Ancient Master."

Ling Xiao's sword stance was far more terrifying than many supreme sword cultivators he had ever seen.

"Oh? Don't worry, senior, if I can meet him, I will definitely bring him back. I don't know who this disciple is, what is his surname, and what are his characteristics?"

"Junior got a sword embryo by chance, but I don't know how to temper it. I want to invite senior to take a look."

This title is enough for Gu Luo to take it seriously.

Thousands of paths collided, and the sound of sword chants resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Gu Luo retracted his hand and took a deep breath, "Little friend wants to..."

"What a life! I promise you that I will spend my life trying to forge this sword."

"People of the Ling family!!"

Ling Xiao smiled, but saw Gu Luo snorted coldly, and continued to turn around and beat the piece of profound gold, "Let's go while I'm not angry."

And the reason why his little apprentice stepped into the place of burial was also to find spiritual treasures that could smelt immortal gold.

"No!! This iron essence... a sword embryo was born?! It's not right... this..."

Gu Luo's face began to become excited, faintly dazed.

Everyone knows that a good sword is really hard to find.

Ling Xiao looked at the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Tie persistently and tenderly, but at this moment, the Xuan Tie seemed to sense his intentions and suddenly trembled and hummed with joy.

Just kidding, when Ling Xiao sealed the Nine Tribulations Sword into this iron, he had already engraved a ray of divine consciousness in it.

Finally, Gu Luo took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked up at Ling Xiao.

"Who are you?"

"Swire Ling Clan, Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he handed a piece of black black iron to Gu Luo.

"Master Gu doesn't want to know, what is the origin of the sword I want to cast?"

Since his lifelong wish is to create a peerless sword, Ling Xiao will give him a chance.

Ling Xiao stood in the hall, like a peerless fairy sword unsheathed.

Before he came, Ling Xiao had already thought about how to deal with this master swordsmith who had been hiding for thousands of years.

"Why are you looking for me...why?"

This time, before Gu Luo could open his mouth, sword intent swept across Ling Xiao's body, and the entire space shattered and opened at this moment.

And the stronger the sword cultivator, the deeper the understanding of the sword, and such a person is worthy of a good sword.

"Not bad! The master is a person who loves swords and understands swords. Only in the hands of the master can it have life."

Gu Luo clenched his palm tightly, yes, just as Ling Xiao guessed, his lifelong wish was to forge a famous sword that has been passed down through the ages.

"The divine sword has spirit!"

But Gu Luo's face froze again, "Are you going to the place where the devil is buried?"

Gu Luo's face changed, and he turned his head to "look" at Ling Xiao, "Sword Immortal Power!! Boy, who are you?"

Can be tempered for thousands of years, this immortal gold has never been formed, almost exhausted his enthusiasm.

So, why is this old thing not moving?

Moreover, from the words of this Ling Clan youth, he can also feel that this son loves the sword very much, and he does not regard it as a creation, but a close friend of his family.

"Yes, the meteorite iron from the sky is extremely hard. Ten Thousand Years is the first time to see this kind of natural sword embryo. It is really a blessing in life."

"This son, the old man has an unkind request."

It wasn't until Ling Xiao suddenly opened his mouth that a look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and he turned to look.

But I don't know, people are choosing swords, swords... why are they not choosing people.

"I have a disciple who was buried in the Demon Burial Land a year ago and has not returned yet. If the son can meet him... I hope the son... bring him back, regardless of life or death."

Although this Ten Thousand Years black iron is the hardest thing in the world, it does not hinder Ling Xiao at all.

"good!"

"You want me to help you forge this sword?"

"Thank you, Master, the younger generation is going to the place where the devil is buried. I hope that when I return, the master has become a god."

I saw him carefully touching the black iron with both hands, frowning tightly, "Where did you get this piece of black iron?" "There was a vision in the sky that day, and flames fell from the sky. When I saw this piece of meteorite iron from the sky, it seemed to contain a wisp of sword power, and even I felt extremely frightened, but... no matter what method I used, I couldn't smash the black iron, and I didn't dare to use brute force. For fear of destroying the sword embryo..."

It turned out that the master swordsman who was named Qing Cang was actually a blind man.

Although! !

First, let him put down his guard with the sword posture, let him know that Ling Xiao is the real sword immortal talent.

The reason why he lived in seclusion in the Tianshan Mountains was because he accidentally got a piece of immortal gold.

Sure enough, just when Gu Luo's palm touched the black iron, his eyes narrowed quietly, "Ten Thousand Years black iron! Such a big piece."

However, it is still far, far away from being passed down through the ages.

As we all know, only sword cultivators regard swords as their best friends.

"His name is Yuan Tianfeng, with a bald head, seven feet, and his cultivation base is at the ninth grade of the Venerable Realm."

When he went down the mountain to receive apprentices, he originally wanted to inherit the way of casting swords.

Ling Xiao's talent is destined to reach the peak of kendo, and this sword embryo fell from the sky, from Summoning wisdom, it is really a good story.

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, and his face suddenly became solemn, "So it's not far away to find this mountain above the sky."

His breath has clearly entered the supreme level.

"Master, please speak."

Believe it or not, as long as my mind moves, it can break the seal by itself.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and turned around to leave.

But soon, the surprise dimmed again.

Immediately, he frowned, a pair of cloudy eyes blank and angry.

"I'm here, I want to ask Master Gu to help me forge a sword."

Gu Luo frowned and slowly put down the giant hammer in his hand, still hesitant.

Ling Xiao was not annoyed, such a talented person has a weird temper.

Gu Luo suddenly bowed and bowed towards Ling Xiao.

Then put the Nine Tribulations Sword in this Ten Thousand Years black iron, pretending not to know.

Ling Xiao smiled, everything... was within his expectations.