Chapter 674 Casting God's Edge Family

The Jian Kiln Sect, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly went into martial law on this day.

Inside the sect, a group of high-ranking elders gathered together. Everyone was dressed up and their eyes were changing. Although they were arranged in a neat column, if you look closely, it is not difficult to see a kind of fear filling them.

The master of the sword kiln was dressed in formal clothes and was pacing back and forth in the hall anxiously. He rarely put down the collection in his hands, and he looked a little at a loss. Or maybe what really worried him was another thing.

Just half an hour ago, he suddenly received a contact from the Ninth Master of Jiuyou Palace, claiming that he would pay a visit later. As for the purpose of his visit, he did not make it clear. He only said that he would elaborate on the details after the formal meeting between the two parties.

.Although these few words were an understatement, they made the Sword Kiln Sect Master really panic.

The new Ninth Master has always kept a low profile in the outside world, and many people have not even heard of his name. If it weren't for the special logo of Jiuyou Palace on the text message, the sect leader would almost doubt that this was

It was a prank between colleagues.

The Nine Supreme Beings, who are so high above us, are usually on the same level as ordinary people like them, in the sky and on the ground. Why would such a big shot suddenly come to his Sword Kiln Sect without saying a word?

There was not much time, and the sword kiln sect leader had no time to think too much. He hurriedly summoned all the elders of the sect and lined up to wait in front of the sect. During this period, they had repeatedly analyzed that the sect had been in a neutral zone for many years, although they had not made any move to Jiuyou Palace.

He has sworn allegiance, but has never turned to Tianxiao Pavilion. It should not incur the murderous intention of the palace master.

The only time the two sides met was three years ago. In order to obtain a recommendation spot for his son Ren Jianfei in the Tiangongmen examination, the master of the Jian Kiln once sent someone to transport the newly acquired Manjusri Sword to Jiuyou Palace and donate it to Jiuyou Palace.

Nether Saint Envoy. With his status, he can only curry favor with such an important person from Jiuyou Palace.

At that time, in order to let his son become familiar with the Holy Envoy, he was specially sent to escort him personally. Although the sword slipped away halfway and has not returned home until now, the Manjusri Sword is still safe.

It was delivered to Jiuyou Palace. According to the disciples who participated in the transportation at the time, the attitude of the Holy Envoy was rather ambiguous, and they did not dare to ask more questions.

Could it be that... the Nine Lords were angry that I presented the Manjushri Sword to the Holy Envoy of the Nine Nethers but did not honor him, so he wanted to ask me for my sin? The master of the Sword Kiln himself loves swords so much that he only has the world.

People also love swords as much as he does. In this random thought, I unknowingly thought of going down the wrong path.

The rest of the elders also felt that misfortune and fortune were unpredictable. At first, they could still hear a few discussions in twos and threes, and gradually, even the whispers became lighter. Everyone was silent in the fear of the unknown. The passing time,

It felt like I was being stretched extremely long in the torment.

Finally, a figure appeared in the distance in front of the sect. It was a young man who looked like he was only in his twenties. He was wearing a luxurious black robe unique to Jiuyou Palace, with nine gold lines embroidered on his chest. His footsteps were fast and steady.

No matter how hard it is, there is no spiritual power leaking out from the whole body, but there is a heavy pressure that slowly dissipates in the air as he moves forward slowly.

Led by the sword kiln sect leader, all the elders immediately knelt down in unison.

"The Nine Masters are here. Why didn't you inform us in advance so that we could prepare in advance?" The leader of the Jianyao Sect lowered his head in fear, staring straight at the high leather boots in front of him.

Dare to move an inch.

He had also heard before that before the Eight Lords of Jiuyou Palace were to visit a sect, they would often release information a month in advance. The implication was that the sect should be given enough time to prepare for him.

Hold an extremely luxurious and grand welcome ceremony. Although the styles of the nine venerables may be different, it is always correct to have sufficient etiquette.

Chu Tianyao smiled faintly, bent down slightly, gently helped the sword kiln leader to his feet, and at the same time made an elegant "get up" gesture to the kneeling elders behind him.

"Sect master, you don't have to be polite. I am indeed here on behalf of Jiuyou Palace to discuss a large deal with the Jian Kiln Sect. If it goes well, I guarantee that your son's recommendation will be guaranteed."

The mood of the Sect Leader of the Jian Kiln seemed to have flipped from hell to heaven at this moment, and he nodded with joy: "Nine Lords, even though I say it bluntly, as long as I can do it, I will do my best!"

Only then did he dare to look at the new Nine Masters carefully, and he was really surprised in his heart.

Although the outside world said that this time the Nine Masters are the youngest among all previous sages, but the young man in front of him looks like... he is only in his twenties? As a powerful man in the Heaven Realm, the leader of the Sword Kiln Sect

There was no way he couldn't tell whether the other person looked young on the surface or his true age, which shocked him even more.

Whoever could hold the position of venerable in the past is not an old monster who has been cultivating for hundreds of years. What is so special about this young man that he can be promoted by the master of the palace at such a young age? But this also shows that... he is definitely not

He is a simple person. Although he appears to be gentle and amiable, he is probably much more difficult to deal with than the Eight Lords who fully exposes his greed!

The leader of the Jian Kiln Sect was uneasy, but Chu Tianyao smiled and spoke again: "You don't have to be so nervous. This time, it's your skill. I've heard for a long time that the Jian Kiln Sect is famous for refining weapons, so I

I came here specially to ask the sect master to refine a treasure for me." He raised his hand and shook it, and a slightly yellowed drawing unfolded. What was drawn on the paper was an ancient-looking cauldron.

"This object is called 'Fangtian Baoding'. It is an old object from the ancient times. It has been completely smashed. I will provide all the materials, and then the sect leader will only need to reshape it. How about it, it is very simple, right?"

"As for the fragments, they vary in size, probably like this." Pointing at the bottom of the paper, there were indeed several fragments of several inches in size drawn there.

The leader of the Sword Kiln stared at the drawings for a long time. He was an expert in refining weapons. He quickly simulated the reshaping in his mind based on the drawings. However, the deeper he went, the tighter his brows became.

"This... it is not difficult to reshape the magic weapon itself, but each fragment is engraved with the source of the formation pattern. The previous state was already perfect. If you want to stimulate divine power after reshaping, you must use spiritual power.

Enter the formation pattern and draw it again..."

The sword kiln master's voice became lower and lower, and he took a cautious glance at Chu Tianyao, "This array pattern is complicated, and I am really not sure how to activate the divine power in it without destroying the array pattern..."

Chu Tianyao's expression remained unchanged, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were filled with meaning: "If the master of the palace says you can do it, you can do it. Even if you can't do it, you have to do it."

The leader of the Jian Kiln looked at the drawings again, and finally waved his hands with difficulty: "This... no, no, Lord Nine, you should hire someone else! It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I'm afraid of delaying your important event.

…”

Chu Tianyao looked at him indifferently, nodded for a while, and put away the drawings.

"It's easy to say let's find someone else. But after that, it's hard to say whether your Sword Kiln Sect can continue to exist..."

The face of the sword kiln leader changed: "Nine Masters, what do you mean?"

Chu Tianyao still smiled calmly: "Those who are useless to our Jiuyou Palace do not deserve to live in this world. These are the original words of the Palace Master. Of course, I personally am still willing to help you."

When the leader of the Sword Kiln was so nervous that his eyes were straightened, Chu Tianyao smiled faintly and handed the half-folded drawing into his hand.

"While I'm looking for the fragments, the sect leader will try his best to improve your weapon refining skills. I hope that when I come back, it will be easy for you and me to get along well." He patted his shoulder slowly twice, still as graceful as ever.

And friendly.

The leader of the Jianyao Sect felt the touch on his shoulder with fear. In front of him, Chu Tianyao's eyes were empty. There was nothing there, but he seemed to be able to produce different emotions at any time based on his performance... It was appreciation,

Whether it's murderous intent or not, it all depends on you... His eyes are clearly telling him this.

This young man...he is really scary!

It wasn't until Chu Tianyao had left for a long time that the other elders gathered around him tremblingly.

"Sect Master, what do you think?"

The leader of the Jian Kiln took a deep breath and shook his head bitterly: "We cannot afford to offend this Jiuyou Palace, but there is really nothing I can do to restore the Fangtian Baoding. In short, this task is a matter of acceptance or death, no matter what

Even if you pick it up, you will die..."

"Isn't this Fangtian Baoding the weapon of the 'Fangtian Demon Lord' in ancient times?" A well-informed elder rubbed his chin in confusion, "Why would Jiuyou Temple restore something like that?"

"You don't know something," another elder lowered his voice mysteriously, "It is said that in a while, isn't 'that adult' coming back...?"

There is a consensus in the world that only three-thirds of the news related to Jiuyou Palace can be said, so this elder only pointed out that. But the elder had a bad temper before, and after thinking about it for a while, he blurted out on the spot: "Oh, it's his own fault.

Are you going to push us to death to show your loyalty?"

"Be careful to prevent disaster from coming out of your mouth. Don't say such nonsense!" Another elder suddenly changed his color and shouted sternly.

There was a brief silence, and after a while, a short elder spread his hands and raised the old question that troubled everyone: "Is it true that no one can restore the Fangtian Baoding?"

The leader of the Jianyao Sect looked into the distance absently, and whispered softly: "There is no one in this world...unless..." At this point, his voice suddenly stopped strangely.

"Why, did the sect master think of someone?" All the elders seemed to have seen hope, and they couldn't wait to ask.

"Yes, Sect Master, please tell me quickly, we can't just sit back and wait for death!"

The leader of the Jian Kiln seemed to have something to hide, and his eyes flickered, always full of melancholy. After repeated questioning by the elders, he sighed and spoke slowly:

"That is an ancient sword-making family. Their family members have forged a large number of famous swords passed down from generation to generation. No matter where they went, they would be treated as guests by major families. And they also received the title of 'Forging the Divine Blade'

Title, generations are named after it..."

When the leader of the Jian Kiln Sect said this, he stopped absentmindedly. But the other elder's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly said: "I have heard of some legends about the Shenfeng Family. Even back then,

The two magic weapons of the Dingchan Sect, the 'Minghan Glazed Light' and the 'Canglan Flame Wave', were also made by members of this clan. However, during their most glorious period, they suddenly retreated, leaving no one in the outside world.

Know why."

The elder did not notice that following his words, the face of the Sword Kiln Sect Master suddenly became a bit darker.

"If we join forces with the Zhushenfeng family and have their incredible craftsmanship, there may be some hope of restoring the Fang Tian Baoding. But...I'm afraid they won't agree..."

Looking into the distance, the leader of the Jian Kiln Sect sighed deeply. In his mind, a past event that had been silent for many years gradually emerged...

Yes, the Sword Kiln Sect and the Zhushenfeng Family are more than just at odds. The relationship between the two parties can simply be described as "feud."

If the leader of the Zhushenfeng clan knew that the sword kiln sect might even suffer the annihilation of the sect due to poor forging skills, I am afraid that not only would he not lend a helping hand, but he would also applaud him, right? And he... really has no face.

, let’s ask him to help again...

***

Chu Tianyao left the Jianyao Sect with brisk steps. Soon, he took out the jade slips. He watched the signal ripples on the screen continue to move forward, and finally turned into a straight line. Chu Tianyao also felt something on his face.

He smiled faintly and gently brought the jade slip to his mouth.

"It's me."

Opposite the jade slip, a cold female voice soon sounded: "Nine Lords of Jiuyou Palace, why are you still contacting me now?"

Chu Tianyao maintained a calm demeanor: "It was indeed my fault that I broke the appointment three years ago. But I had no choice at the time..."

The other person interrupted again: "That's enough."

Although there are only two words, it is not difficult to hear the restraint in the other party's voice.
To be continued...