Over the past few days, Zuo Wuzhou has been concentrating on continuing to practice, stabilizing and becoming familiar with the realm of Soul Martial Lord.
"Yes, I still need a decent weapon." He remembered that ordinary weapons were no longer suitable for the Soul Martial Master.
Unfortunately, Wang Ken doesn't have much remnant of weapons in his memory.
After pondering for a moment, he simply looked for Xu Wanli and said, "Uncle Xu, I heard that the divine sword passed down in your family was wielded by Lord Hunwu? Can you lend it to me for viewing?"
Xu Wanli asked Zuo Wuzhou for a request, and he agreed after hesitating for a while.
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The Xu family's heirloom sword is very beautiful, and Zuo Wuzhou has to admit it, although he thinks that the more beautiful things are, the more fragile they are and the less they can withstand hardships.
Xu Wanli and Xu Gaocheng were the only ones in the room. Zuo Wuzhou held the sword and poured his soul power into it. A faint sharp golden light appeared spontaneously. Xu Wanli and Xu Gaocheng were stunned at the side.
The sword has been passed down through the ages, but no one has been able to display the power of the sword. Xu Wanli was shocked in his heart: "The family records record that when the ancestors used weapons, there was also a light sword glow. But no one in the ancestors of the past generations has been able to do so.
To activate the sword light. Could it be that he is not the ninth grade, but the Soul Martial Lord?"
"Impossible! How can he be the Soul Martial Lord at such a young age?"
Zuo Wuzhou smiled and waved the sword wantonly, restraining the sword light not to shine through. Even so, the sharp sword wind still shattered the tables and chairs: "Ordinary weapons can't withstand the soul power of Soul Martial Lord. It's true.
It is the weapon of Hunwu Zun."
Seeing the joy in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, Xu Wanli said he liked the sword and gritted his teeth: "Nephew Zuo, if you can take Gao Cheng away and join your sect, this sword will be given to you!
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Xu Gaocheng and Zuo Wuzhou were shocked. Zuo Wuzhou was relaxed and put the sword back into its sheath awkwardly: "My nephew appreciates Uncle Xu's kindness."
"Why?" Xu Wanli was confused. Could it be that such a divine sword couldn't attract Zuo Wuzhou?
"I don't like using swords!" Zuo Wuzhou smiled bitterly. He prefers the fierce fighting method of opening and closing the door. The sword is too soft and is too awkward to use: "However, can you ask Uncle Xu to forge a similar quality for me?
Where’s the knife?”
Xu Wanli smiled bitterly: "How can it be so easy? The best swords that can be forged throughout the ages are only ninth-grade swords."
After pondering for a moment, Zuo Wuzhou took out the special metal he had obtained before: "I wonder if it can be done with these metals?"
Xu Wanli was shocked and his eyes lit up: "!"
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It took Xu Wanli a long time to catch his breath. Those pieces of metal attracted his attention like magnets: "Magic iron, scale steel, and this piece..."
Pointing to the dark red metal, his voice trembled: "This is actually extremely hot coal!"
He excitedly slapped the table and said, "With the extremely hot coals, I'm a little more sure. I'll give it a try."
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Zuo Wuzhou actually didn't have much requirements for weapons. The reason why he wanted to re-forge a sword was because he spent half a year, besides concentrating on training, he was also thinking about other things. How to develop a "sword"
"Soul", he has found a glimmer of possibility.
"Get ready to start the furnace." Xu Wanli went to the forging in person.
The strange forging method Zuo Wuzhou talked about was still swirling in Xu Wanli's mind. As a member of a blacksmithing family, that method was something he had never heard of.
"Is there really such an unheard-of forging method in the world? It's really strange. However, if it can succeed, nephew Zuo will not mind passing the method to my old Xu family to inherit. Then I, old Xu, will have a unique forging method in the future.
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Xu Wanli devoted himself to forging, so the safety of the Xu family was naturally left to Zuo Wuzhou for the time being.
For several days in a row, nothing happened, and he was very leisurely and contented. Zuo Wuzhou was simply happy to devote himself to practice, while carefully thinking about whether the method of cultivating the "Sword Soul" was reliable.
Borrowing the cultivation experience left by the ancestors of the Xu family from Xu Wanli, Zuo Wuzhou gained a detailed understanding of the good life and a deeper understanding of the realm of Soul Martial Lord. However, the more he did this, the more he realized how lacking in system he was.
Soul cultivation knowledge.
Wang Ken's memory is incomplete and he is a casual cultivator, so his value to him is already very low.
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Zuo Wuzhou was studying Zhong Ziyu's cultivation knowledge to remove the first layer of seals, and browsing more contents of the "Light Original Paper". He was suddenly awakened by several auras: "The aura of the ninth grade? Someone is visiting the Xu family? That's fine.
Let’s just solve it together.”
He rushed to the Xu family hall calmly. People on both sides of the hall were talking fiercely, and the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger. The Xu family blushed: "You are obviously unreasonable. The goods were not delivered, so we will naturally compensate for the money. But our Xu family
When you sell off your property and you try your best to lower the price, how can this matter be settled?"
The person on the other side looked arrogant: "You can do the calculation however you want, why not call Xu Wanli to do the calculation."
"If our family cannot get compensation today, don't blame us for taking it ourselves." One of the ninth graders said coldly with murderous intent in his eyes.
Xu Gaocheng was very angry and looked at one of them: "My Xu family has lived in Huoyuan for generations and served Huoyuan. Is it possible that even Your Majesty is forcing me to do this so hard?"
The person sent by the royal family showed no expression on his face: "Your Majesty said it himself, and we will handle it accordingly."
Xu Gaocheng's face turned red and he shouted angrily: "You still have the nerve to come here. Who doesn't know that you teamed up to rob my family's goods? Now you still have the nerve to ask for compensation. The original tyrant can take away my Xu family's treasures today. How can you?"
There is no home..."
There was a crisp sound, and Xu Gaocheng's face quickly became red and swollen. The ninth-grade man stood in front of him, looking at him coldly, with no reserve of murderous intent: "You will get killed if you talk nonsense."
"Well said, talking nonsense will kill people, and taking random actions will kill people even more!" Everyone heard the voice and saw a young man in black walking in with an indifferent expression.
The Xu family breathed a sigh of relief, and Xu Gaocheng was overjoyed: "Wuzhou, you came just in time."
Zuo Wuzhou had a cold look on his face, he lowered his head to Xu Gaocheng, looked around, and his heart was even more serious: "It turns out that this group of people came with three ninth-grade people, and the royal family acquiesced. No wonder they are so arrogant. I'm afraid that these three people today
This ninth grader is here to destroy the Xu family."
"Since I'm here, I have to go on a killing spree. Only in this way can I scare everyone as quickly as possible. I don't have a lot of time to waste here." Zuo Wuzhou thought coldly: "Who wants to delay me from looking for my parents?
The only option is to kill."
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Zheng Jing and Zheng Jiupin were stabbed by the words of a mere young man. In front of everyone, he felt helpless and murderous: "How does Xu Wanli discipline the Xu family? If he fails, I will teach him a lesson."
Not to mention Zuo Wuzhou, even the most pure-minded people like Xu Gaocheng discovered Zheng Jing’s murderous intention!
The other family members looked on with gloating eyes, a mere young man in his twenties, what's the big deal. Anyway, the Xu family is dead today, no one can escape: "Brother Zheng is such a person who doesn't understand the rules.
I’ve learned a lesson, I’m sorry Xu Wanli has nothing to say.”
"Why don't we just give Xu Wanli to Brother Zheng to solve the problem? As for the other members of the Xu family, just hand over the compensation. If you can't hand over the compensation, then don't blame us for being cruel."
No one from each family knows that today is the day when the Xu family will be destroyed. All they need now is an excuse. As long as there is an excuse, the people they have prepared will surround and kill all the Xu family without a single one.
Will let it go - just like the Zhu family did to the Lin family.
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Zuo Wuzhou seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, murderous intent surged in his chest, but his eyes showed nothing: "My surname is Zuo."
No one cared about a dead person's last name, and all the families laughed happily. Zheng Jing's eyes were gloomy: "If you dare to interrupt if you are not from the Xu family, I will teach you what the rules are."
Xu Gaocheng and others all looked at Zuo Wuzhou nervously.
Zuo Wuzhou lowered his head and approached step by step: "You want to kill me. In that case, you will have no choice but to die."
"Hahaha, it's just you. Who do you think you are? This is the first time I've heard someone say they want to kill me face to face." Zheng Jing laughed wildly: "You guys think it's funny or not."
"If you can take my move, it doesn't matter if I let you go." Zuo Wuzhou's words were sonorous, his legs crossed, and he punched through the air, the wind and thunder rolled, and there was a bang of thunder, which was almost deafening.
Deaf.
In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook! The power of the punch was so strong that it gave people the illusion of being pressed down by the mountain. It was really unstoppable and inevitable.