Little did he know that every time Li Xiuyuan hammered down, the old man on the recliner would frown slightly.

Different from Ximen Xiaoyu's Tingyu Sword, Li Xiuyuan still has to try to imprint three different restrictions on the current Duanshui Sword.

Although the old Taoist priest imprinted the forbidden method into his divine sea, he still needed to try it himself.

There was a stove in front of the house and a mountain spring behind the house. As Li Xiuyuan went to and fro to temper his sword outside the mountain spring behind the house, the sky was filled with white mist.

The red blade made a sizzling sound under the mountain spring.

The hammer in his hand dropped with a clanking sound, and Wei Qing in the kitchen came out from time to time to take a blank look.

Xiao Hei in the room was still snoring, and did not wake up to shout that he was hungry and wanted to eat meat.

There was a thousand hammering sounds outside the house, and the old man on the couch moved his fingers that were hanging outside the blanket, but in the end he did not lift them up.

It lasted for an hour, until Wei Qing brought out the food and put it on the table, and the sound of forging in the room finally stopped.

Li Xiuyuan took off his animal skin apron, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his face, then walked to the table and sat down.

He took a cup of herbal tea and said with a smile, "It's so refreshing."

Wei Qing smiled at Li Xiuyuan and said: "The weapons made by my senior brother are unparalleled in the world. I am afraid that the elders of the sword pavilion did not expect this time. My senior brother has recast the Water-Breaking Knife for me."

Wei Qing, who had been staring at his senior brother swinging the hammer, thought about how his senior brother forged swords for him in the sword pavilion, and inadvertently realized that he was also a monk in the Void-breaking Realm.

I'm a little proud, but also a little nostalgic. I miss my teacher and Master who flew away, and I miss Xiaoqing who left and never came back.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "The knife is just an extension of your arm, don't rely too much on it."

"If I didn't have my senior brother forge this sword for me, I'd be thinking about how to fight with others all my life, and I wouldn't be able to settle down and practice with the dean."

Wei Qing looked at the honest man and replied: "Senior brother, the dean said that having a precious sword by your side is like having hundreds of gold coins on your body when you go out, and your back will be straighter."

"How can your knife be compared with gold coins?" Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "Is it possible that when you have no money to eat, you will think of selling this knife?"

Wei Qing was stunned, looked at Liao Chang and said: "How is it possible? The knife is there and the man is there..."

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing: "Bullshit, I'm not asking you to live and die with the knife. Your life is worth more than the knife!"
Chapter completed!