Seeing Lin Xi’s doubts, Zhou Yi patiently explained: “The origin of spiritual fire is so precious. Among the ten sword-casting families, only one or two families will have the inheritance of spiritual fire. But unfortunately, our Zhou family is not among them.”
"And the quality of spiritual fire among the families that have inherited spiritual fire is different. According to my understanding of some families on the mainland, the most powerful spiritual fire is the Lin family in the Yongyuan Domain, known as the Jin Linghuan Earth Flame. Once the spirit fire comes out, it can melt all things. It is something that all swordsman dreams of."
Speaking of this family, Zhou Yi's face was full of awe. It seems that in the swordsman industry, he also has his own circle.
After hearing the words "Lin Family", Lin Xi's eyes fluctuated significantly, and both fists were clenched slightly, but Zhou Yi was immersed in sighing and did not notice any strangeness of the other party.
"Hey? But it's a coincidence. Your surname is Lin." After a moment, Zhou Yi looked at Lin Xi in front of him and smiled.
"Haha, you don't think I have something to do with the Lin family you mentioned." Lin Xi said with a smile.
"Brother Lin is joking." Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi waved his hand, shook his head and smiled.
"Even if the Lin family is in the entire continent, they are like giants, and no one dares to provoke them. After all, the spiritual sword is the most fundamental existence of our sword master..."
"That's right..." Lin Xi's eyes flashed. One day, he would reach the point where even this giant would tremble all over!
"Is it the first time your sister is here to take the exam?" Lin Xi asked with a smile after looking at the girl who was looking at this distance.
"No, Zhou Xin's girl is seventeen years old this year. She came here once last year, but she almost exploded the sword tripod that time." Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head, but his eyes were full of pampering.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xi smiled casually and was about to say something, but the door behind him opened again.
A beautiful figure walked in, wrapped in a white skirt, delicate face, slender eyebrows, broken skin, and delicate figure and slender thighs, which directly led everyone in the hall to look at it, and some young men were even more eager.
The woman had a faint smile on her face, which made people look like spring breeze, but it also gave people a feeling that she was not close to her. Her style and temperament were best among the women Lin Xi had seen.
Compared with Bai Shan, this woman is less cold, and compared with Ji You, she is no longer so hot. Her every frown and smile is just right, and she can definitely capture the heart of any man in an instant.
Lin Xi glanced and stopped the conversation with Zhou Yi, and consciously made way out.
The woman in white walked slowly over, without looking sideways, and walked straight towards Feng Nan, who was busy not far away.
"Teacher." Walking to Feng Nan, the woman's face, which was like a lotus, showed a faint smile, with white teeth and red lips, which was considered a national beauty.
"Shiying, you are finally here, and that old man Zhou can't wait." Looking at his proud disciple in front of him, Feng Nan's smile softened.
"Master Zhou." The woman in white turned around slightly and bowed to the helpless old man beside her.
"Shi girl is still so polite, it's good, you... that's what, let's start." The old man was about to praise him, but he saw the raised mouth of his granddaughter, and then quickly changed his words.
Shiying nodded, then walked to a sword tripod that was obviously exclusive to her, looking at the girl on the other side, her eyes facing each other, and the fire was shining.
It seems that the relationship between these two beautiful girls is not so harmonious.
"Zhou Yatou, don't almost blow up the tripod like last year. It would be bad if you hurt yourself." Shiying closed her eyes and said with a faint smile.
"You didn't seem to succeed last time, right? You have the attitude to say to me?" Zhou Xin moved her pretty face and snorted softly.
Feng Nan and the old man in front looked at the two of them who refused to give in to each other, shook their heads helplessly, but they seemed to be used to it and did not say anything.
"Okay, everyone should find a sword cauldron that suits them." Feng Nan shouted to the surroundings. Suddenly, the young people around each began to look for their favorite places, but they all knew very well and avoided the middle of the two girls.
Hearing this, Lin Xi called Zhou Yi next to him and hurried to a remote place. Apart from the empty space between the two girls, there was only one left now. He didn't want to find it uncomfortable for no reason.
As soon as he approached, a black shadow flashed by, and only saw a young sword master standing in front of the sword tripod with apologetic expression, smiling helplessly at Lin Xi, Lin Xi was stunned.
This man glanced at the other sword tripods in the hall, and then looked at Lin Xi with sympathy, because there was only the lonely sword tripod in the entire hall, which was filled with fire.
"Boy Lin, come here." Feng Nan sat on a chair, pointed to the sword tripod in front of him, and shouted at Lin Xi.
Lin Xi sighed helplessly and had to walk slowly over under the gloating gaze of the people around him.
Standing next to the sword tripod, he felt two sharp sword-like gazes shot over, which made the bitter smile on his face even more intense.
"Anyway, they are all beautiful women..." Lin Xi comforted himself, then calmed down and looked at the stone table next to the sword cauldron, where there were already several sword blanks and several unknown spiritual ores.
To become a first-class swordsman, you only need to cast a low-level yellow-level spiritual sword. To reach this level, you only need a relatively advanced spiritual ore to do it.
Therefore, the spiritual ores in front of them are all a kind of material, and there is no difference. The reason why there are a lot of numbers is because the failure rate of sword casting is very high, and for these novices, it is probably difficult to succeed in one go.
"There are only three opportunities. It is judged by successfully casting a low-level yellow spirit sword. Please check it. If there is no problem, then... let's start." Feng Nan's eyes swept over the many sword tripods below and waved his hand to announce.
Hearing Feng Nan's voice, everyone in the hall stretched out their hands, and the sword element surged and poured into the sword cauldron in front of them. Then they picked up a sword blank and threw it in, slowly floating.
Everyone's palms burst out and rushed straight into the sword cauldron, and began the initial forging. There were a lot of impurities in these sword blanks, and necessary negligence was required to carry out the next step of smelting.
At this time, the hall became completely silent. All the people who came to watch stopped talking and looked at the young quasi-sword-casting masters who had already begun the assessment. There was only the hissing sound of the spiritual fire baking around.
Lin Xi did not start immediately. He first observed the surroundings curiously. He found that most of the spiritual fires in the sword tripod were light yellow, occasionally mixed with some subtle red, while the spiritual fires in the sword tripod in front of the girls on both sides showed a deep red.
At this moment, everyone in the hall had begun to focus on their own affairs, but the boy in front stood stupidly, his eyes swept around from time to time, as if he was not here to take the assessment, but to watch.
"Old man Zhou, what is that guy doing?" Feng Nan also looked at the boy not far away in front of him in confusion. He looked at the other party in a daze and couldn't help but ask the old man next to him.
"I don't know, but there should be spiritual fire in his body. This is certain, but I don't know why he didn't start yet?" The old man also looked puzzled.
"I said Old Man Zhou, he doesn't know how to cast a sword at all, right?" Feng Nan looked at the stupid young man in front of him with a strange expression. Judging from his appearance, he really didn't know how to start.
"No way...that's a big fun." The old man shook his head and sighed.
Feng Nan's face suddenly looked a little unfair, and he picked up the teacup next to him. If the other party really didn't know how to cast a sword, it would mean that he had been fooled by the other party.
When a hint of anger slowly arose in Feng Nan's heart, the two girls next to Lin Xi were focusing on their own affairs, Yu Guang glanced at the other party, and was extremely strange in his heart. Why did the other party feel like a layman? Is it still a matter of success? Could it be that he can't even know the most basic trick?
At this time, Lin Xi naturally didn't know what others were thinking. She frowned and was hesitant in her heart. Compared with the surroundings, the spiritual fire in her body seemed to be too strange...
After a while, Lin Xi sighed helplessly and thought to himself: "Forget it, just white is white. Who hasn't seen the white flame? What's the fuss..."
After comforting himself for a moment, Lin Xi began to move, stretched out his right hand and touched the handle of the sword tripod. The sword element in his body surged, and then suddenly poured into it. Suddenly, the sword tripod emitted a trace of light, and a strange wave circled inside the tripod, and the air flow surrounded it, making the surrounding air a little disordered.
Lin Xi's expression remained unchanged, and he withdrew his palm. He grabbed a sword blank on the stone table next to him, and threw it in with a wave of his hand.
The sword blank floated up, with a rough surface, which was different from those in his spiritual ring, with many impurities. It seemed that this was done by the swordsman union to increase the difficulty.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xi opened his right hand and a flame rose up in his palm. It was the wind flame fire, and the white flame kept jumping. The temperature in the room was slowly rising under the influence of this spiritual fire.
Without a slight pause, Lin Xi flipped his palm and the white flames entered the sword cauldron, constantly churning and burning.
At the same time, Feng Nan in front of him had just picked up the teacup next to him and took a deep breath with some anger. The light of his eyes happened to see the white flame rising from the sword cauldron. He suddenly glared at his eyes. Before he could swallow the tea, he opened his mouth and sprayed it out.