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Chapter 2 I am a swordsmith who can only practice swords

There are many sword-making rooms in the Sword Heart Tomb, and the sound of clanging iron can be heard one after another. Occasionally, a scrap iron sword is thrown out, and there are sighs.

The sword-making tomb in the Kenshin Tomb is the best in the world, but it is not easy to forge a top-quality sword blade. Otherwise, the sword array in the valley would not be named the tomb.

Swordsmiths are always busy forging iron to make their favorite swords, but recently they often stop in front of a small room.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

There were bursts of iron knocking sounds coming from inside, and the swordsmith who stopped by passed by with his face full of hope and heartache:

"It's already the second week. I wonder when Fang Ping will be able to create that 'No. 1 in the world'."

"But based on his current material consumption, the old man's batch of expensive materials... can last him two months at most?"

When making swords, technology is one and materials are the other.

All the swordsmiths in the Kenshin Tomb want the best materials to make the strongest swords, but the old man usually doesn't give them.

Now, it's all up to this guy.

"Oh, don't look at it. If you look at it again, it's not ours," an old man sighed. "I hope it will be cast as soon as possible so that Kenshin Tomb can make waves again."

"Wait a minute, those useless swords at his door... I'll take them back and melt them!"

He felt that he was really smart. He was remaking it with the best materials, but it was no better than an ordinary piece of iron?

But as soon as he got close to the house, before he could touch the hilt of the sword, a brilliant dragon's power rippled out.

"Groan——!"

A dragon's roar erupted from the room, pushing away the sea of ​​clouds to see the blue sky, disturbing the birds and beasts without a trace, and making people tremble.

"This, this...is done?"

The swordsmith who was about to take the sword collapsed on the ground. He was the closest and felt it most clearly. The sound of the sword sounded like the roar of a dragon. It was a peerless sword!

Soon, all the swordsmiths from Kenshin Tomb heard the sound and came, with the old man and the four sword guards arriving first.

They all stared at the door with extremely expectant eyes. Just listening to the sound of the swords soaring into the sky, they were indeed the best in the world!

The next moment, Fang Ping walked out slowly with the Long Yuan Sword in hand, and bowed to King Li Su:

"Master, the sword is ready."

King Li Su focused all his attention on the sword, and did not even notice Fang Ping's words... The sword's edge concealed light, and its body was endowed with dragon scales. The sunlight hitting it was restrained and did not reflect, forming a faint light spot of a swimming dragon.

"What a sword!"

King Li Su suddenly uttered two words, his beard trembling with excitement:

"Does this sword have a name?"

Fang Ping nodded and said seriously:

"Disciple named Qixing Longyuan!"

"Okay," King Li Su's lips curled up slightly, "Starting today, the rankings on the sword list will be updated again."

With the best sword blade, excellent swordsmanship, and the cultivation of Xiaoyao Tianjing, it was time for Fang Ping to leave the Sword Heart Tomb.

But before he could put it forward himself, the old man waved his hand:

"Go, go outside the Kenshin Tomb and go to the real world!"

King Li Su paused and added:

"That will eventually be your world."

"yes."

...

Fang Ping's first stop was naturally Xueyue City, the number one city in the world.

Holding the best sword in the world and mastering the most powerful swordsmanship, if you want to ask the sword, you will naturally go to the first city!

Of course, part of the reason is because of the system rewards... Wan Jian Guizong is both domineering and handsome.

"Everyone, see you later."

Fang Ping said goodbye to everyone at the Jianxin Tomb, and under the leadership of Dai Wutian, he walked through the sword formation carrying the 'Travel of Love'.

The package was bigger than a pig, and except for the silver taels, it contained food and a change of clothes. Each household stuffed a lot of things for Fang Ping, wishing him a smooth journey.

He was in awe of his excellent swordsmanship, and his sword-making talent was one of them. More importantly, Fang Ping grew up eating the food of hundreds of families in the tomb, and everyone watched him grow up.

Naturally, I hope he can live more comfortably outside.

"Brother Fang Ping, do you really want to go to Xueyue City to ask for swordsmanship?" Wutian asked with his eyes wide open.

"Well, Sword Immortal is the pinnacle of swordsmanship. I want to see how high I can reach."

After leaving the Sword Formation Valley, Wutian stopped and Fang Ping galloped towards Xueyue City.

...

Xueyue City, the number one city in the world, is extremely powerful and extremely prosperous.

After traveling back in time for ten years, Fang Ping saw such a lively street for the first time and couldn't help but slow down and appreciate it.

But to other people on the street, Fang Ping looked like a mountain gun who had just entered the city, with a rustic air.

The two of them were sitting opposite each other and talking by the window of a roadside teahouse. When they saw such an eye-catching person appearing on the road, they immediately became interested.

"Senior brother, what do you think he is here for?"

"Haha, you can tell something from his clothes. His clothes are made of second-class fabrics, which shows that his family background is average. His backpack is huge and his clothes are stained with dust. It shows that he has traveled a long distance.

His appearance is quite good, and he can be ranked among the top ten in Xueyue City, but his skin is of no use.

As for the sword wrapped in bandages... I can't tell much.

But our preliminary judgment is that this person comes from a poor background, comes from a remote place, and knows a few tricks. Junior brother, what do you think the purpose of this kind of person coming to Xueyue City?"

The latter took a sip of tea:

"As expected, you came to Xueyue City to learn martial arts from a teacher, right?"

Xueyue City has no shortage of challengers with dreams like this, but most of them can't even climb to the fifth floor of the Climbing Sky Pavilion.

There are many people on the street who challenge Dengtian Pavilion. Fang Ping heard more and understood what was going on.

If you want to see the Xueyue Sword Immortal, you have to break into the pavilion!

Fang Ping stepped toward Dengtian Pavilion and touched the hilt of his sword, full of fighting spirit.

When people around him saw his whereabouts and expression, they realized that he was another intruder.

"It's open, it's open!"

"I'll stake twenty taels and stop on the fifth floor!"

"I'll stake ten taels and stop on the tenth floor!"

Everyone had nothing to do, so they all bet twenty or thirty taels for fun.

Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from the crowd:

"Two hundred taels, he stopped on the thirteenth floor!"

Everyone turned around and saw that the speaker was none other than Fairy Luoxia.

After a moment of silence, people followed suit:

"I'm following Fifty Liang, stop on the thirteenth floor!"

"My two hundred taels are the same as Fairy Luoxia!"

Yin Luoxia is a good gambler, and everyone knows her gambling skills are very good. Just like her gambling, she usually only makes a profit without losing any money.

Fairy Luoxia must have her own reasons for being so optimistic about him.

The purchase was taken away, and when the order was about to be closed, someone suddenly exclaimed:

"Hey! That young man has come back again. Is he not breaking into the pavilion anymore?"

"Uh...it seems to be coming this way. You won't be angry, right?"

Fang Ping stopped in front of everyone and took out a tael of silver:

"I bet on myself to become a swordsman."

"..."

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

"Pfft——"

Some people couldn't hold back their laughter. Although it wasn't very polite, they couldn't help it.

Even Yin Luoxia was amused:

"Do you know who the guard on the thirteenth floor is?"

"Could it be you?"

"No, my apprentice, but you can't win either."

Fang Ping smiled:

"The young man came from Jianxin Tomb just to ask Jian Xueyue and become the sword immortal.

Even if you are the guardian of the cabinet, you can't stop me."

Yin Luoxia narrowed her eyes:

"Oh? The sword guard from Kenshin Tomb also came to the pavilion?"

Since he came from the Kenshin Tomb and is proficient in swordsmanship, he must be a sword guard.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ping shook his head:

"The old man never taught me swordsmanship. I am a swordsmith who only knows how to practice swords."

After saying that, Fang Ping ascended the pavilion and left, breaking through five levels in a row, using only the hilt of the sword instead of the sword body.


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