I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

chapter 72
The feeling was the same as when he first came here. As soon as Ye Feixian stepped into the range of the sword casting furnace where the disciples of the inner sect were, he felt a wave of heat, and the clear and rhythmic sound of crashing came from everyone's hands.

"Everyone, may I ask how long it will take for Qinglian Sword to regain its former glory?"

"You came early!"

Seeing that it was Ye Feixian, the person who communicated with him that day said:

"The one-month period has not yet come, and you will not be allowed to take the Qinglian sword."

"I came here today not for this matter."

Reaching out to touch the clay pot beside them, Ye Feixian said with a smile:

"Is this black stone powder taken from the Sword Sharpening Cliff?"

"Exactly!"

"You should know the effect of adding black stone powder to the sword, so I don't need to explain it to you."

"Why, is there anything else?"

"I would like to ask, can this black stone powder be used to forge containers?"

Ye Feixian still remembered the promise he made with that mysterious middle-aged man in the Scarlet Forest that day, and seeing the other party smear the newly quenched sword with black stone powder, he couldn't help feeling a kind of thought in his heart.

At the beginning, he only knew that mixing black stone powder into medicinal juice could exercise his body, but he never thought that there would be such magical effects.

Hearing this, the other party nodded and said:
"Indeed."

"If senior brother doesn't mind, I would like to borrow the sword casting furnace here to make a container for myself!"

"Come here!"

After thinking about it, this person waved his hand and ordered one person to make way for Ye Feixian to step forward.

He wanted to see how Ye Feixian used the black stone powder to forge a container, and what it was used for in the end.

After thanking the other party, he walked slowly to the sword casting furnace, and seeing the soil of burning paper pots beside him, he made an embryo casually, and sprinkled some black stone powder he had brought.

Then, he used the method of casting swords to fully integrate the two, and finally put them into the sword casting furnace to finalize the shape.

This went back and forth several times, and when the clay pot finally became extremely black, he took it out and chopped it off with the sharp sword at the side.

Clang——

There was only a clanging sword sound, and the black clay pot shook a few times. When Ye Feixian squatted down to check, he saw that there was no trace left on it.

Nodding in satisfaction, he cupped his hands at everyone and said:

"I will borrow the sword casting furnace for a period of time. This piece of fine iron with cloud patterns will be fully paid for."

After throwing it to the opponent, Ye Feixian focused on his own affairs, which surprised the onlookers.

They have never heard or seen such a method of burning paper pots, and they don't know what is the use of Ye Feixian after burning.

In the next few days, Ye Feixian was making clay pots. If the soil was not enough, he would ask a few seniors, and then plunged into it again.

The one-month period is finally approaching, and a certain brother said to him:

"Ye Feixian, the Qinglian sword is still short of the last process, and it can be completed."

"However, the decision is in your hands."

"Brother, it's okay to say!"

Looking at the Qinglian sword that had been restored to its original state, Ye Feixian showed some doubts.

Immediately afterwards, I only heard the other party say:
"If you want to drive the Qinglian sword like an arm, you can take a drop of your heart and melt it into it."

"In the future, whether you use the sword to kill the enemy or use it as a way to travel, it will save you a lot of internal energy."

"However, once you do this, before breaking through to the realm of heaven and man, you will only have it as your natal weapon. If you change it forcibly, the Qinglian sword will immediately shatter, and your own cultivation will also be affected."

Hearing this, Ye Feixian thought for a long time, then shook his head and said:
"Thank you, brothers, for your kindness."

"However, I don't intend to use this sword as my natal weapon."

"...Oh, that's fine, you go!"

Waving his hand as if disappointed, the man returned the Qinglian sword to him, saying:
"This is the last time to help you restore Qinglian Sword."

"If there is any damage in the future, you need to bring ten pieces of moiré iron."

"However, at that point, the Qinglian sword has no value in repairing."

Arching his hands, Ye Feixian strode away with the Qinglian sword on his back.

When he was ordered to clean up the remnants of the Juque Gate, he had lost most of his blood. Although he was safe and sound afterward, there was already a shadow in his heart.

Qinglian sword is not the best in the world, he doesn't want to waste it.

Back at Shenxiao Peak, Ye Feixian saw that there was a letter at the door, and it was signed and handed over to him. He was a little puzzled: Could it be a letter from home?

"Ye Feixian, fight for life and death at Shenfan Peak's Martial Arts Arena in one month's time!"

Seeing that the signature was a person named Shen Fu, many names flashed through Ye Feixian's mind quickly, but none of the acquaintances could match.

Suddenly seeing the disciple from the outer sect passing by who brought him food, he immediately stopped him:

"When was this letter sent?"

After thinking about it, this person said:
"Twenty days and five days!"

"There are only five days left!"

Sighing slightly, Ye Feixian signaled the other party to leave.

That Shen Fu's origin is unknown, probably because he was quite upset when he learned that he had entered the inner sect after he had cultivated in the eight realms of the heavens, so he took the initiative to come to the sect.

After accepting the battle post, Ye Feixian pushed open the gate of the courtyard, saw that Elder Zhao Hai was still in retreat, and went to practice by himself.

Swordsmanship has always required a lot of time to master, and he did not forget it on Zhushen Peak. At this moment, he faintly touched the threshold of the Nine Realms of Houtian, so he didn't take the battle invitation to heart.

Taking a deep breath, he enjoyed the peculiar fragrance of flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the fatigue of the past few days was quickly swept away.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is nothing else to do, Ye Feixian found an open place, and practiced the sword manual - Tianwai Feixian.

Since he got this sword manual, he has only comprehended a small part of it, all of which are using internal energy to drive the sword, which is only slightly stronger than ordinary swordsmanship.

But if this sword technique is cultivated to a small level, it can kill the enemy beyond three small realms.

There are still a few years left in the [-]-year agreement, and he is confident that he will be qualified to play within the time limit, and he only needs to practice diligently on weekdays.

On Shenfan Peak, all the disciples from the outer sect had heard about the battle, and knew that Ye Qing and Ye Xuan, who knew that Shen Fu was a practitioner of the first realm of innate ability, were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"Eldest Young Master, with his current cultivation, I'm afraid he is no match. We must tell him the news."

"If you can avoid the battle, it's nothing to be ridiculed by your fellow disciples."

"Yes!"

Ye Xuan echoed from the side and said:
"This person came with a menace, and he has already defeated all the dissatisfied people in the outer sect, but those fellow sects were also seriously injured because of this, and they couldn't get out of bed without Sanyue."

"The Zongmen clearly knew about this, but they didn't come forward to stop it, and they don't know why."

"Maybe it is to encourage the disciples in the sect to practice more diligently. I have been waiting for a long time and can't make progress."

The two were chatting when they saw Zuo Changlin returning with a worried face, and said slowly:
"Two junior brothers, without orders, I cannot enter Shenxiao Peak, and many senior brothers will not help me pass the news."

"Shen Fu is more insidious, I am worried about Senior Brother Ye..."

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