The old man's eyes suddenly burst into light, and then he opened his mouth and laughed loudly.
"Your name is Xia Yan, right?"
Xia Yan looked at the old man in surprise, not understanding why he was laughing, but soon heard him asking again.
"Yes, the disciple's name is Xia Yan!" Xia Yan still replied respectfully.
"Well, I heard that you killed Song Yuxin, the baby of the Song family?" the old man said slowly, seemingly casually, and Xia Yan did not feel any emotional changes in him.
Xia Yan's heart stirred, and his eyebrows trembled in confusion before he bowed and said honestly: "Yes, Song Yuxin is dead, and he was killed by his disciples!"
"This old man is making weapons every day, and he actually knows that Song Yuxin of the Song family was killed by me." Xia Yan was surprised.
"Well, that kid did a lot of evil in Ziye City, so he dies. Haha, no wonder Liu Yun accepted you as his disciple. You are only fifteen years old, right?" the old man asked again.
Xia Yan replied honestly: "This disciple is exactly fifteen years old."
"The future is limitless, good, very good! You have such strength and courage at such a young age." The old man sighed, and then looked up at the sky.
At this time, Xia Yan couldn't see his expression, but...
Xia Yan clearly felt that a desolate and desolate aura emanated from the old man. Although this aura was not domineering, it made Xia Yan feel horrified and looked at the old man in shock. People who can exude such an aura are extremely rare.
Unusual.
After a long time!
"Now this sword has reached the final stage. After being baptized by the spiritual furnace, it will be finished! Xia Yan, give this sword a name!" The old man took a deep breath and looked at Xia Yan again, although there was a smile on his face.
No expression could be seen, but Xia Yan could feel that desolation was still there.
"name?"
Xia Yan really hasn't thought of a name for this sword yet.
Usually, some unique and rare swords will have a special name. Weapons made of special ores are almost always unique.
"What's your name?" Xia Yan's eyes flickered, and he frowned in thought.
"Don't be in a hurry, just think about it slowly!" The old man's mouth twitched and he smiled.
After the tea time, the old man slowly took out the long sword soaked in the liquid. Xia Yan saw that the sword was actually glowing. It was very eye-catching in the night that had just fallen.
He couldn't help but frown, if the sword glowed, that would not be a good thing.
As if he knew Xia Yan's thoughts, the old man said without looking back, "Don't worry, this fluorescence is only temporary. It will return to normal in half an hour."
After hearing what the old man said, Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
If the weapon is luminous, it is suitable for decoration, not for killing people.
"Okay, come with me to the inner courtyard!" the old man said, holding a long sword and walking towards the inner courtyard first.
Xia Yan followed closely and walked towards the inner courtyard.
The inner courtyard is much larger than the outer courtyard, and there are more weapons of all kinds. Xia Yan glanced around and guessed that the number of weapons displayed here was at least thousands. The quality of these weapons was better than that in the weapons shop.
Those ordinary weapons are much better.
In the center of the inner courtyard, there is a giant furnace. Many strange patterns are carved on the surface. And the old man's disciple is standing next to the furnace.
"This should be the spiritual furnace!" Xia Yan thought as he looked at the huge furnace in the middle.
"Master, would you like to turn on the spiritual furnace now?" the middle-aged man turned to the old man and asked.
"Well, turn it on!" The old man nodded.
Then, the middle-aged man jumped up and jumped to the top of the stove.
"Ha~"
With a loud shout, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, his clothes all fluttering, and then with a strong force, he slowly opened the lid of the spiritual furnace.
"Boom~"
A loud sound came from the spiritual furnace, and then, strange bright lights suddenly shot out from the furnace, shooting straight into the night sky. White bright lights continued to emerge, shooting towards the bright starry sky.
After a while, Xia Yan's expression became even more horrified.
"Huhuhu~"
Because, he felt that waves of majestic power were continuously pouring into the spiritual furnace. Endless energy was like a tide, rushing in crazily.
Standing ten meters away from the spiritual furnace, Xia Yan could deeply feel the terrifying power of these energies!
"There are several very complex formations in this spiritual furnace that can absorb a large amount of spiritual energy from the outside world in a short period of time!" the old man said to Xia Yan.
Xia Yan nodded in shock!
Formation can absorb spiritual power!
"Now, hurry up and cut your finger!" The old man suddenly became calm, stared at Xia Yan and shouted.
Xia Yan was stunned!
"Hurry, now!" the old man shouted again.
Xia Yan hurriedly took out the dagger hidden in his waist and cut his hand. Under the stimulation of spiritual power, blood spurted out!
The old man waved his arm and used the sword to block Xia Yan's blood. Xia Yan saw that the blood fell behind the long sword and disappeared quickly. It was as if the long sword was drinking blood!
Although he was shocked, Xia Yan didn't say much.
"Okay!" The old man retracted his sword fiercely, and then kicked off his feet on the ground. His body seemed to be rising into the sky like a big bird, slowly floating towards the sky above the spiritual furnace.
"go!"
His eyes sharpened suddenly, and the cold light of the long sword in his hand flashed and turned into a shadow, shooting from the old man's hand into the cauldron.
"Buzz buzz~"
There was a sound of sword chanting, which was shocking.
"Seal the furnace!" the old man said to the middle-aged man.
"Yes!" The middle-aged man responded, then put the lid back on.
The dazzling light gradually faded away, and the rapid influx of energy around him also stopped abruptly. The area around Xia Yan's body once again returned to calm, and the surging spiritual power just now fell silent. Xia Yan looked at it in shock.
Looking at the dagger in his hand, everything just happened seemed like a fantasy.
"How can you make a sword like this?" Xia Yan has never seen such a casting method, and this strange spiritual furnace is really incredible. It can absorb spiritual power from the outside world.
"If you sit in this furnace and absorb spiritual power, your strength will definitely improve very quickly!" Xia Yan was a little excited. This spiritual furnace is so big that people can sit in it.
Looking at the old man, Xia Yan wanted to ask if it was okay.
"You kid, are you thinking that the spiritual furnace can gather spiritual power, and then you go in and absorb the spiritual power?" The old man looked at Xia Yan's expression and asked with a smile.
Xia Yan smiled awkwardly, "This spiritual furnace is really incredible."
"Haha, this spiritual furnace took me thirty years to build. The formations inside are very complicated. Just the inlaying formations took me a full twenty years. Hehe, this spiritual furnace,
Unparalleled!" The old man said with emotion, "However, this spiritual furnace can only be used to forge weapons, and people are not allowed to enter. Even the strong men of the Spirit Sect will be torn into pieces by the huge spiritual power in the spiritual furnace.
Fragments.”
What the old man said dispelled Xia Yan's thoughts!
The spiritual power that poured in in a short period of time was truly terrifying. Xia Yan shook his head helplessly.
"Wait until tomorrow, you can open the furnace and get the sword! Xia Yan, think about the name of this sword!" The old man said to Xia Yan, then turned to the middle-aged man, "You should take good care of the spiritual furnace. If anything happens, report it immediately.
Call me and I’ll go to the room to rest for a while, I haven’t slept for six days!”
The old man waved his hand casually and walked towards the room.
Xia Yan was surprised, "Sure enough, it took six days and six nights to build it without stopping!"
When the old man entered the room, the middle-aged man jumped down from the spiritual stove and walked to Xia Yan.
"Brother, you are lucky. Master will make your own weapons!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.
Xia Yan also smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, big brother!"
"I'm fine, my master, but I haven't rested for six whole days!" The middle-aged man shook his head, "But the ore you brought is really good stuff. I have been with the master for thirty years and I have never seen him before.
I’ve never cared so much about it.”
"By the way, little brother, your dagger seems to be pretty good too!" the middle-aged man looked at the dagger in Xia Yan's hand and said.
Just now Xia Yan took out a dagger and cut his finger, but he didn't put it away immediately.
Xia Yan nodded and said: "Not long ago, an assassin wanted to kill me, but he failed. I saw that her dagger was good, so I kept it for use!"
"Well, the material of this dagger should be thunder stone, the rarest ore among high-grade ores!" The middle-aged man looked at it carefully and said, "It is not easy to make weapons from this kind of ore, but as long as you can successfully sharpen it, it will be a treasure.
"
"Haha, little brother, you are not very old, but you have so many treasures!" The middle-aged man laughed and his eyes flashed.
"Brother, if you like this dagger, please accept it. I don't use it often anyway, I just need to use the sword!" Xia Yan said sincerely as he sent the dagger forward.
For Xia Yan, although the dagger may be used, it is not necessary. The sword is what Xia Yan must use.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't expect Xia Yan to be willing to give him the dagger.
After being stunned, he laughed, took the dagger and made a few gestures in the air, then returned the dagger to Xia Yan, "I am a weapon maker, and there is no use in asking for this dagger. Brother, you are very
I like your boldness. If anything happens in the future, you can come to me!"
"Brother, my name is Lin San! You still don't know who my master is, right? Hehe..." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, "In the Dragon Continent, there are three god-level blacksmiths, and my master is one of them.
!”
"My master, his name is Qiuyue! Don't call his name in front of him, he doesn't like this name!" Lin San lowered his voice, looked at the room where master Qiuyue rested, and said to Xia Yan cautiously.
Xia Yan secretly laughed, but still said quickly: "Yes, I know."
Qiuyue, a very feminine name! However, Xia Yan was still very shocked. No wonder one of the three god-level blacksmiths in the Dragon Continent could create the special mineral Clear Water Heart, and also create this weird spiritual furnace to use as a weapon.
baptism.
"Okay, brother, I won't tell you so much. This weapon of yours should be ready to be taken out early tomorrow morning." Lin San looked at the spiritual furnace and said with a smile.
Xia Yan also looked at the spiritual furnace expectantly, frowning and thinking secretly, "What should I name the weapon?"