I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 70 Forging God Peak

Zhushen Peak, the core of Shenxiaozong's forging magic weapon, looks like a sword hanging upside down.

For countless years, many cultivators or sects who have admired the prestige of the Shenxiao Sect have taken pride in obtaining the divine weapons refined from the highest place, but almost no one has achieved it.

At the foot of Zhushen Peak, a large number of defective products have been discarded, some of which are already comparable to magical weapons for ordinary people, but the disciples of the Divine Xiaozong are not satisfied.

Ye Feixian, who quietly crossed the iron chain connecting to the sky, came from the mountainside of Shenxiao Peak, but stood at the foot of Zhushen Peak, looking at the scene in front of him with a little doubt.

Every mountain in Shenxiao Sect is connected by thick iron cables, and almost all of them are at the top, but in some places, you clearly follow the right direction, but end up in unexpected places.

"It must be some kind of blindfold."

Thinking like this, Ye Feixian shook the broken Qinglian sword in his hand, and strode forward.

At the gate of the mountain, there were two white-clothed disciples standing guard, a man and a woman. Before Ye Feixian approached, the two of them were chatting and laughing, and their expressions were particularly relaxed.

"You two, I want to go to Zhushen Peak to repair weapons, please let me go!"

"So it's Senior Brother, don't look at the identity token, please!"

Immediately looked at him, the men among them saw that Ye Feixian was wearing Tsing Yi, the identity badge on his waist was particularly eye-catching, and he was holding a green lotus sword, so he moved out of the way and invited Ye Feixian in.

Nodding his head calmly, Ye Feixian went straight to Zhushen Peak without saying a word.

As soon as he crossed the mountain gate, he felt an overwhelming heat wave coming, and not far away was the sound of clanging and forging, which was very rhythmic.

This Zhushenfeng seems to be specially made for weapons, except for the necessary guarding force, everyone else has devoted themselves to this matter.

Passing through a long black iron stone step, Ye Feixian stopped in front of a grass reed. In front of it, five or six shirtless disciples were struggling to beat the iron plates, and a handful of weapons assigned to the disciples of the outer sect were taking shape.

"Senior brother, what's the point of coming to me to cast Shenfeng?"

Seeing this, one of them hurriedly put down what he was doing and walked towards Ye Feixian.

Lifting the incomplete Qinglian sword to shoulder level, he said slowly:

"This sharp weapon is quite damaged, is there a way to repair it?"

"The Qinglian sword is exclusive to the top disciples of the inner sect. We don't have the ability to repair it for the time being. Brother, you can go on for two hundred feet and find a brother who is also from the inner sect to repair it for you."

"Thank you!"

Dazed for a moment, Ye Feixian thanked the other party, turned around and went up.

He hadn't thought about it, but God Casting Peak separately forged the weapons used in each realm. Although it was a lot of trouble, the sharp swords forged were more suitable for practitioners of the current realm. In short, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Climbing up the stairs, he arrived at the place that the outer disciple said after a stick of incense. The temperature here is higher than the previous one, and the sound of training soldiers is more urgent. If he immerses himself in it, it may affect his heartbeat.

Clapping his tongue secretly, Ye Feixian found several inner disciples who were forging weapons, and said:

"Everyone, can I do you a favor?"

Leaning at Ye Feixian, everyone suddenly saw Qinglian Sword, and their attitudes changed slightly, but they still showed a nonchalant look:
"Put the things here, and then go to the foot of the mountain to forge soldiers for a month, and then come to get your own weapons."

"Everyone, if I provide some repair materials myself, can I save this month's suffering?"

"Humph!"

Unexpectedly, the other party snorted heavily and said:
"You can't get in touch with your own weapons, and you still want to be lazy?"

"Let me tell you, the Qinglian sword is an invincible magic weapon in the sect. Even many true disciples will use this weapon until they break through to the realm of heaven and man."

"The serious damage to this Qinglian is all caused by your improper use."

"I didn't drive you away directly, but I treated you kindly."

"And how did you say that sentence?"

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became a little tense, and the inner disciples who forged swords were full of unkindness, which made Ye Feixian very helpless.

After a long time, he handed over Qinglian sword and said:

"Then I will thank you, senior brothers."

"Don't try to be lazy, I'll find out how many things you have done in this peak!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Feixian followed the other party's wishes and headed down the mountain.

Seeing that he seemed to be staying here for a long time, the outer disciple asked curiously:
"Brother, those cold guys are unwilling to help you repair the Qinglian sword?"

"I promised, but let me train my soldiers here for a month!"

Hearing this, the outer disciples were not surprised by this, and said:

"So that's how it is. Senior brother rests here for now. I'll teach you how to forge weapons tomorrow."

While talking, one of them put aside what he was doing and led Ye Feixian to the right. After a while, a row of simple thatched cottages appeared in his sight.

"We, the swordsmiths, spend most of our time by the stove, so we don't have too many requirements for where to live."

"The next period of time will be wronged brother!"

"It's okay!"

After the person left, Ye Feixian pushed open the door in front of him, the creaking sound was like the roar of an unknown wild animal, and it took a long time for it to dissipate.

The interior of the room is simple, except for a table, a few crude wooden chairs, and a wooden bed, there is nothing else.

He never thought that he would be left on Zhushen Peak, except for a few kinds of treasures, he was empty-handed, and he didn't have any luggage to pack right now, so he stayed in the house for a while, and then returned to the place where swords were made .

"Guys, what do you need me to do?"

Since those senior brothers said that they don't have a connection with the sword, he has to take a good look at whether it will be more handy to use if he personally participates in the sword casting.

"If you want to forge a good sword, you must choose the raw materials from the very beginning."

"These things that we drive are all forged from moiré refined iron residue mixed with ordinary molten iron."

"Brother, you need to bring a batch of moiré fine iron residue to the foot of the mountain, and then I will teach you how to forge a sword later."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ye Feixian took out a piece of fine iron with cloud pattern from his bosom, and said:
"Is this one enough?"

"hiss--"

For a moment, the outer disciples who were forging swords here were all stunned, and couldn't help but gasped.

Only inner sect disciples and above are qualified to use such complete moiré fine iron, and they have never touched it since they were assigned to Zhushen Peak.

But thinking of Ye Feixian's identity, everyone was relieved again.

"It only takes one-tenth of it to create a weapon. If there is more, I won't know how to smelt it."

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(End of this chapter)