"Are they..." Murong Fu's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to ask the rest of the question, so he said instead, "Thank you Miss Kang for your kindness, but I won't leave. If anyone dares to hurt them, I will let them go."
The entire Xiake Island was buried with him."
After a pause, he added, "Including you!"
After saying that, he left without looking back.
"Go on, go on, go to hell, you arrogant maniac!" Kang Shumin was stunned for a long time, then said angrily, then stamped his little feet and left here quickly.
Along the way, Murong Fu's body was full of murderous intent. Wherever he passed, the void was almost frozen. Long Feifei, who had been holding hands tightly with him, felt cold all over his body. From the previous conversation between the two, she could naturally hear that.
Something, he thought, if his friend was really harmed, he might be the first person to be killed by him to vent his anger.
For a moment, I felt fear, regret, a little sad, and even a trace of jealousy. It was extremely complicated...
Sometimes the corridor went down and sometimes it went up. After calculating in his mind, Murong Fu realized that the two of them were climbing up. There were no other side roads in the corridor. After walking for about seven or eight miles, bursts of heat hit their faces. Not long after, the road ahead
Suddenly it lit up, and a large fiery red light came from it.
I looked around and saw that the stone walls on both sides of the corridor had turned from dark brown to dark red. The rocks on the walls had been polished and had a faint red light that seemed to have a metallic luster.
At the end of the corridor, there is a huge stone door three feet high. The red light is revealed from the cracks in the door. Above the stone door, there are three big characters engraved with flying dragons and phoenixes, "Forging Sword Pond".
Murong Fu paused, let go of Long Feifei's hand, and said calmly, "Go away. If we meet again next time, maybe you will be my enemy, and I will not show mercy."
Long Feifei felt a faint pain in his heart, and held Murong Fu's palm with his backhand, "Don't even think about it. If you haven't... cured me, I won't let you go."
I was thinking in my heart: He said he will be an enemy next time we meet, which means he won't kill me this time, so if I keep following him, it won't count as next time.
Murong Fu glanced at her coldly and said nothing, but just when he was about to push the stone door, Long Feifei tugged on his arm.
"What?" Murong Fu frowned slightly and asked.
"I..." Long Feifei hesitated for a moment and finally said, "I know a way to sneak in secretly. If your friend is inside, he can definitely save him."
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment and then said, "Lead the way."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Thank you."
Long Feifei felt a hint of sweetness in her heart for no reason, and whispered, "You're welcome."
Then Long Feifei took Murong Fu to the side of the stone gate, pressed it on an inconspicuous rock, and heard a "click, click, click" sound. On the right side of the stone gate, a secret door opened.
"You can enter the sword-making pool silently from this secret passage, and you can also see everything in the sword-making pool." Long Feifei explained while holding Murong Fu's hand and entering the secret door.
Murong Fu didn't say much. Inside the secret door was a short and narrow stone step, which could only accommodate one person at most. The stone step was almost straight upward, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to climb up it.
A quarter of an hour later, Murong Fu and Long Feifei stood behind a flaming red rock. The rock seemed to grow out of the mountain wall, extending out for half a foot in length. A platform was carved out of the highest part of the rock.
However, Murong Fu did not go to the most conspicuous place. Instead, he stood behind the rock, stretched out his eyes, and looked at the so-called sword-making pool.
Sure enough, as Long Feifei said, here, you can see all the situations in the sword-making pool.
This is a huge cave, at least a hundred feet in diameter. Traces of knife and ax chisel can be seen everywhere on the mountain wall. However, Murong Fu believed that this was definitely not something that could be opened by manpower. Most likely, there was such a cave in this place before, and it was later artificially dug.
The renovations expanded to its present appearance.
The bottom of the cave is covered with large blue and white stone slabs. However, due to the passage of time, the blue and white stone slabs have turned reddish brown. There is still magma flowing in some of the cracks in the stone. It looks like many stone slabs are paved in a magma lake.
In the center of the ground, there is a fire pool with a radius of about ten feet. The fire pool is bottomless. The red flames are billowing in the pool, and the heat waves are steaming. Ninety percent of the heat in the cave comes from this. If a person with low internal energy is in the cave,
I'm afraid it will be very difficult to breathe.
What shocked Murong Fu the most was that there was a giant sword stuck in the middle of the fire pool.
The part of the sword that is exposed from the ground alone is about thirteen to four feet high and more than eight feet wide. The sword body is completely black and engraved with many complex patterns. It is simple and elegant. There is a little red light at the edge of the sword. It is unknown whether it is because of it.
Fire makes it red, or it reflects light itself.
"Is this the Heavenly Sword?" Murong Fu was shocked and couldn't help but murmured, who can pick up such a big sword?
Long Feifei rolled his eyes and whispered, "This is the method of internal refining. The real sword is in the center of this sword."
"The method of internal refining?" Murong Fu frowned slightly. He knew very little about sword making. He only knew how to smelt the materials first, put them into pre-made molds, and beat them into shape. But he didn't know what internal refining was.
method.
Long Feifei swept away the previous heaviness and explained with joy, "In fact, it is a kind of sword. The sword that is really to be forged is in this giant sword. The swordsmith has set the settings in this giant sword.
The corresponding process is followed by adding the materials needed to make the sword, and then refining the giant sword outside to cast the sword inside. In fact, this is the same principle as planting flowers and grass."
"Is there such a way to make a sword?" Murong Fu was surprised. Why is it just like hearing a fairy tale?
"What's so strange about this? Each magic weapon has its own special sword-making method. However, even in ancient times, few people used the 'internal refining method'. It took a long time, and it was often used.
It will take more than a hundred years, and the materials consumed are beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
"However, the sword made in this way is completely natural and impeccable. Needless to say, it is powerful."
Long Feifei seemed to be very interested in forging a sword. While talking, he looked at the giant sword, his eyes filled with brilliance.
Murong Fu finally understood the so-called "method of internal refining". Although he didn't know what the internal structure of this giant sword was, he thought that just building the giant sword outside would cost at least as much financial and material resources.
More than one million taels of gold, not to mention most of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures, still need to be invested in the real sword inside.
After looking at it intently for a long time, Murong Fu withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the hundreds of people standing in front of the fire pool.
Among these people, most of them were wearing blood-red robes. There were about two hundred people. They were of different ages. Some were in their thirties and forties, and some were eighteen or nineteen years old. Many of them had faces that Murong Fu had only seen more than ten days ago.
Those who passed by were exactly some of the people sitting at the disciples' table when they were having Laba porridge that day.
At this moment, these people formed a square formation, standing at the front of the crowd, with almost no expression on their bodies. They stood there motionless, indifferent to the heat waves in the fire pool hitting them.
Behind the man in the blood robe stood the second island master of Longmu, the head of the Tang family with a half-mask on his face, the head of the Fang family in an elegant gown, and the hunched-over head of the Li family.
The five people stared at the giant sword intently, as if something was coming out of there.
In addition, there were some people wearing servant clothes standing around, about a hundred or so people, each holding a plate in his hand, with a jade bottle placed in the plate.
Not far from the stone gate, there were sixty or seventy corpses lying there. They were dressed in different costumes. They were different from the disciples of the six major families. They looked like heroes from the Central Plains. They had been dead for a long time at this moment. It was just because of the heat in the cave that their skin was damaged.
It is still red and looks like a living person.
When he was in the twenty-fourth stone chamber before, the Lord of Dragon Island came and went in a hurry. Yesterday, he had to report several times that something happened in Jianchi. I think he was referring to people like this. I don’t know what they were doing here. Could it be that
Are you trying to steal the Heavenly Sword?
"What are they doing?" Murong Fu asked Long Feifei in a low voice.
Because there were not many places to stand on the rock, Long Feifei's petite body was close to Murong Fu at this moment, as if she was cuddling in his arms. Her little face was flushed. When she heard Murong Fu's question, she shook her head and said, "
How do I know? This is my first time here."
Murong Fu obviously didn't believe it, "Will you know the secret passage here when you come here for the first time?"
"Oh!" Long Feifei's face turned even redder, "I secretly came here once to play, but my skills at that time were shallow and I couldn't withstand the heat in the cave. I fainted as soon as I got here. Grandpa Zeng discovered it.
In time, otherwise I would have gone to see the Lord of Hell long ago."
Murong Fu had a noncommittal look on his face and asked, "What do those people who pass around red clothes do?"
"Them?" Long Feifei stuck out his little head and took a look, "They should be the Blood Sword Guards."
Murong Fu had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't show any surprise on his face. However, the top priority now was to find Zhou Zhiruo and the others. Even if he was curious, this was not a place where he could stay for a long time.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, the Dragon Island Master suddenly said, "The time has come, serve the sword with blood!"
The phalanx of Blood Sword Guards in front immediately spread out in all directions, surrounding the fire pool. Then they stretched out their right hands and lightly swiped their right wrists with their left hands, causing a column of blood to spurt out.
"Master Li?" The island owner surnamed Mu turned his head and looked at the old man surnamed Li, his meaning was self-evident.
The Lord of Dragon Island also laughed, "Old man Li, you are already old, so you have to take it easy. Since you want to preserve future generations, there will naturally be a price."
The old man surnamed Li snorted coldly, stepped forward slowly, stretched out an arm, his skin was wrinkled, but he still cut the blood vessel without hesitation, and a column of blood shot out. Despite his age,
He looked half-dead, but the blood column he shot was the most powerful of all.