Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 63: Guarding the Mount Lianfeng, killing blood
After taking the Dao Xinlian in the Nether Abyss, after comprehending the way of fire and earth.

Zhang Lie already knew that his future swordsmanship should be the most ordinary, most common, but also the most solid five-element swordsmanship.

So when he returned to the sect, he spent a lot of money to train the swordsmith Fang Ang. The two parties signed a written contract, Zhang Lie invested in training Fang Ang to the level of a third-level swordsmith, and Fang Ang only charged the cost price for casting swords for Zhang Lie.

In the past four years, with the investment of nearly ten thousand Lingshi resources, Fang Ang, who was already very talented, forged four second-level top-grade flying swords for Zhang Lie, Yimu, Shuiyun, Jinghong, and Xuanhun.

Zhang Lie lost in terms of spirit stones, but in the long run, this should be a mutually beneficial cooperation. The flying sword is tailor-made and easy to use, which is very important for a monk who is proficient in swordsmanship. Very important.

If you use it smoothly, you can quickly score a point in a sword fight. This point may be the difference between life and death.

Of course, Zhang Lie does not hope that one day he will be forced to the point where he needs to win with this "one point" to save his life.

It doesn't matter whether you enter the sword with the principle of Dao following the heaven and the earth, or enter the sword with emotion as the dominant factor, for low-level monks like Zhang Lie and Yin Tianchou, there is no distinction between the high and the low, the strong and the weak. There is no question of right or wrong.

Regardless of whether it is a demon or an immortal in the future, the comprehension of Taoism, heaven and earth, and the exploration and understanding of the treasures of the human body by the forerunners of that realm are beyond the imagination and understanding of these low-level monks.

So no matter what you practice now, you are still within the coverage of the opponent, and it doesn't matter whether you are right or wrong.

After completing the training in the back mountain, Zhang Lie put away five spiritual sword qi, all of which were lively and fish-like flying swords, and then returned to Honghefang after thinking about the meaning of gold.

After returning to Honghefang, Zhang Lie found something unusual when he came near his dilapidated house, because the fourth uncle didn't cook today.

"It should be a guest at home? Otherwise, there should be a smell of cooking smoke and rice at this time." Thinking like this, Zhang Lie walked into the house:
Sure enough, when he entered the door, he saw a few monks wearing the costumes of the Zongmen General Affairs Hall, drinking tea politely under the hospitality of his fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli.

Among them, the person sitting on the leftmost side Zhang Lie still knew, was his seventh junior brother Xuan Yuying.

"Hey, Lie Er, you are back. These fellow Taoists have been waiting for you for a long time."

The fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli turned around and saw Zhang Lie, and hurriedly said that when Zhang Chuanli was in his hometown, he was famous for being generous with the support of his family. It was just a few executive disciples of the Zongmen General Affairs Hall, and he also treated them politely, never neglecting them.

"Brothers and brothers have worked hard!" Zhang Lie stepped forward to salute.

"Brother Zhang, you are being polite."

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are too polite."

Although Zhang Lie remained polite, the four disciples in charge of the Hall of General Affairs did not dare to pick him up.

There are only more than 50 true disciples in the entire Golden Rainbow Valley, especially when the Zongmen's mountain guard formation was repaired some time ago, Zhang Lie was in charge of people everywhere with a command flag, so it can be said that he is a member of the Zongmen's senior management.

Not to mention them, even ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators are unwilling to offend easily.

"Senior brother Zhang, we came here this time because the sect assigned you a garrison mission. You accept the mission first, so we can go back and return."

The oldest serving disciple among the four came out and said this.

"Of course, this is a matter of course. As a disciple of Jinhong Valley, since he was trained by the sect, he has the obligation to serve the sect. But, can I have a look at the task content first?"

"Besides, Yuying is my younger brother. He has a lazy temper. It should be thanks to everyone's care during this time. Everyone eats some wine with me to wash away the dust. I, as a senior brother, thank you for my junior brother."

Xuan Yuying has not had much contact with Zhang Lie these years, not because Zhang Lie doesn't want to see him, but Xuan Yuying, who is the last among all the disciples, instinctively always avoids Zhang Lie.

At this time, Xuan Yuying saw her senior brother showing face so much, her face was a little flushed and she yelled for her companion to sit down.

At this time, the fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli had already walked in with the wine he had just bought and various spiritual foods.

The other three executive disciples saw that the hospitality was difficult to turn down, so they sat down one after another under the persuasion of their companions. Among them, Xuan Yuying directly handed over the dispatch documents to Zhang Lie. Everyone is from the same sect, and this is not an urgent secret. thing:
Zhang Lie, a true disciple of Jinhong Valley, was appointed to be stationed in Lifeng Mountain to assist in the defense before April. The period of stationing: five years.

In Jinhong Valley, except for the disciples of the waimen/handymen, the sect usually does not force the new disciples to assign tasks in the first ten years of entry. However, Zhang Lie has already entered the sect for more than this period, and there is a manpower vacancy. Being dispatched by the sect is also normal.

"Fifth brother, you don't have to worry too much. Over the years, elite disciples from various sects have basically been sent to remote areas to avoid the limelight after completing tasks such as the Nether Abyss. After all, from such places Who came out, who didn't see blood on their hands and didn't kill anyone?"

"You might have been spied on secretly and leaked the news. It is also the meaning of the higher authorities to arrange you to be stationed for a few years."

Most of the executive disciples in the Palace of General Affairs are relatively poor, and they dare not let go of eating, drinking, meat and spiritual food.

This time, being treated warmly by the Zhang family, the barrier gradually disappeared after eating and drinking.

For Xuan Yuying who said everything outside, she didn't hear it at all. They, monks who have served in the General Affairs Hall for many years, understand these things, and most of the monks and even the true disciples of the sect may not understand. This is normal. of.

"Lifeng Mountain? What kind of place is this?"

Zhang Lie has devoted himself to cultivating Taoism and practicing swords these years, so he has some impressions of this place name, but it is too vague.

"It's a large mine in the south that is rich in refined iron. The low-level spirit mines on the fourth floor of the Zongmen are all produced there. Therefore, there are masters in the purple mansion who have been stationed all year round. Brother Zhang, don't worry, there It's very safe. By the way, I remember that the ancestor who moved there in recent years was a monk from the Great Elder's family?"

The elder bearded man among the four executive disciples said this with his mouth full of oil while drinking and eating meat.

"Well, it's the ancestor of King Kunxiu. I heard that he is the descendant of the Great Elder Qingyang. He was also the leader of the Netherworld Abyss mission that Senior Brother Zhang participated in a few years ago."

"Oh, I see."

Hearing this, the dignified and graceful demeanor of a female nun in black clothes flashed in Zhang Lie's mind. There are not many monks in the Purple Mansion Realm that he has come into contact with in his life, so naturally everyone has an impression.

"Come on, brothers, eat and drink well. My junior brother has a straightforward temperament. Please forgive me if I offend you on weekdays."

After getting a general understanding of what happened, Zhang Lie began to solicit favors. After all, Xuan Yuying was his junior brother, and he hadn't seen each other very much for several years. The rare meeting could help him a little bit.

After accepting the sect task of "guarding Lifeng Mountain", Zhang Lie entertained the disciples in charge before sending them away in person.

The mission requirement is to be stationed in Lifeng Mountain in April this year, so there is still more free time, and such sect missions themselves will not be too urgent.

The next day, Zhang Lie first went to the Qisha Cave, and after telling the elder sister Li Manmei about the incident, he also bid farewell to the other senior brothers and sisters.

But then, he did not leave the mountain gate, but went to the Zongmen's ground fire room.

Seven days later, in the ground fire room of the Zongmen, in the utensil room.

Here, as far as the eye can see is crimson.Every touch is hot.

The earth fire is the fire of the earth veins. Immortal cultivators trigger the fire that binds the earth veins to turn harm into benefits, which can not only prevent the fire veins from erupting, but also use the fire to provide help to the monks of the sect.

Whether it is alchemy or weapon refining, strong and stable control of Youxin's ground fire is of great help.

At this moment, in the ground fire room, a huge copper octagonal furnace is slowly turning. Under the blazing fire below it, the entire copper furnace emits amazing heat, turning the whole room like Average oven.

However, for immortal cultivators who have a certain foundation of cultivation, this temperature is still acceptable.

At this moment, inside the melting furnace, there was a sword standing upright, an evil sword that was as red as blood and shone with a strange color.

This is a sword weapon re-forged by the swordsmith Fang Ang, using the separated blood-drinking stone as the main material. , it is not as powerful as the red sword that was the top-level flying sword of the second level.

But after being separated, the nature of Huo De has been refined, and so is this evil sword. Compared with potential and power, Zhang Lie chose the former. He is only at the level of Qi training now, and he is far from giving up his potential for promotion in order to seek the power of a magic weapon. when.

"Junior Brother Zhang, the blood-drinking stone full of murderous aura is really too difficult to sacrifice and forge. Since I took over the forging of this sword, I have nightmares every two days. Did you use it to kill me in the Nether Abyss?" how many people?"

Looking at the red sword in the copper furnace, Fang Ang asked.

"Don't blame me, even if I kill more than 100 people in Nether Abyss, it is impossible to strengthen the blood-drinking stone's murderous aura to this level. The reason why it is so fierce is because it absorbs a lot of fourth-order Because of the blood energy of the yin spirit and blood demon, you should ask how many creatures that blood demon killed."

"In short, this sword is now handed over to you, but you should be careful. Although this sword is only at the level of a second-tier middle-grade sword, its murderous aura is soaring, and its sharpness is even higher than that of ordinary second-tier high-grade flying swords. It is extremely easy to damage, and with my current ability, I can at most forge it to this point. It can be used for sneak attack, but for frontal attack, you'd better use other flying swords."

Although he didn't like the newly forged flying sword very much, after all, he put a lot of effort into it, Fang Ang still said so.

"understood."

After nodding his head, Zhang Lie took two steps forward. With a wave of his hand, the scarlet flying sword leaped out of the air and landed in front of Zhang Lie.

"It's as red as blood, and its killing intent is so high. From now on, I will tell you to kill it with blood."

"Meet you again, my old friend."

(End of this chapter)