Rebirth and Conferred God: Against Heaven and Become Holy

Chapter 507
Seeing the eagle rushing towards him, Su Yuan was still sitting there, and asked indifferently, "Don't you want to recognize me as the master?"

Bei Ying roared angrily in mid-air: "I recognize you as my ancestor."

Hearing this, Su Yuan nodded and said, "I don't have such a bad descendant."

Seeing that Su Yuan still dared to tease him, Beiying was even more furious. At the moment, all the high-level cultivation of Sanxian was scattered, and the whole hut was suddenly full of wind and clouds, flying sand and stones.

The man in the sword casting room had long been hiding away, but now seeing how majestic Bei Ying was, he immediately flattered him again: "Senior Brother Bei Ying has such a strong cultivation base."

Although he yelled, but as the Sanxian's high-level cultivation came, the man couldn't stand at all, and immediately rolled out.

However, despite the strong wind, Su Yuan sat there completely still, and even the strong wind stopped immediately when it reached Su Yuan's side.

It's just that under the rage, Beiying completely ignored these things, and immediately rushed towards Su Yuan.

But just when Beiying had just jumped down, Su Yuan swung the chain in the same way, and hit Beiying again with the same action just now.

Beiying suffered a loss this time and wanted to escape, but it was too strange, no matter how he tried to hide, he couldn't escape at all, and was still tied around his neck like last time.

Bei Ying only felt a tightness in his neck, and was pulled from mid-air all of a sudden, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

This time, Beiying learned to be smart immediately, and before Su Yuan tightened his chains, he immediately shouted: "Master, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."

Hearing this, Su Yuan did not tighten the chain, but nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, this is still a bit of a slave."

But at this time, the man in the sword casting room had just rolled to the corner of the wall, and saw that Bei Ying was trapped again, and opened his mouth to call Su Yuan his master, he couldn't help being stunned.

But when he thought that Su Yuan had accepted a high-ranking Sanxian monk as his slave, he felt envious again.

At this time, Su Yuan ordered to Beiying: "Unlock the chain for me."

At this time, the chain was tied around his neck, and Bei Ying didn't dare to refute. Although he was not convinced, he said: "Master, only by casting ten flying swords and inserting them into the locks one by one, can the chain be opened."

Speaking of this, Bei Ying thought to himself: When you let me go, I will leave immediately and never come back, and I will not order someone to bring you food, I will starve you to death.

Su Yuan nodded and said: "So that's the case, then you can stay here with me, and when I forge ten flying swords, you can leave with me."

Hearing Su Yuan's words, Beiying was frightened out of his wits. Even if he built ten flying swords at the fastest speed, it would take ten years of work. By then, he would be trapped here together.

Thinking of this, Bei Ying hurriedly said: "I'm going back to the outer door now, and borrowed ten flying swords to open the chain."

Su Yuan smiled coldly and said: "You didn't borrow it just now, but now you are going to borrow it with me. I think you are not so loyal to my master. If this is the case, I want you to accompany me even more, to create Ten flying swords won't last long anyway."

Beiying was in a hurry, and said quickly: "Ten flying swords will take ten years at the earliest! Who will bring food to the master by then."

"Ten years? Could it be that a flying sword takes a year?" Su Yuan asked back.

"That's right, that's right. When the flying swords of my uncles and ancestors were forged, it took a full year to make one sword, and one hundred and eight swords were one hundred and eight years."

When Su Yuan heard that his uncle's ancestor's sword was forged here, Su Yuan couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

My uncle and ancestor had one hundred and eight swords. If I forge one hundred and eight swords myself, wouldn't I be able to go head-to-head with him?Maybe there is still a chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan stood up from the ground, pulled the chain, pulled up the eagle, and walked towards the stove in the thatched hut where the swords were calcined.

Bei Ying was chained around his neck and couldn't stand up. He could only crawl forward with his hands and feet like a dog and followed behind Su Yuan.

"How to make a flying sword?" Standing in front of the stove, Su Yuan asked.

Seeing that Su Yuan really wanted to build ten flying swords, Bei Ying was completely hopeless, only hating himself for provoking Su Yuan.It's not appropriate for me to be a good outer disciple, but I want to come here to be a slave.

At this time, Su Yuan pulled the chain and asked, "What do I ask you, how to make a flying sword?"

Beiying replied weakly: "Put the meteorite iron on the fire to calcinate it, then hit it with a giant hammer to get rid of all impurities, and inject true energy into the flying sword before forming it, and the flying sword will be ready."

"Get the Meteorite from the Outer Space Quickly." Su Yuan called.

Hearing Su Yuan's words, the man in the sword casting room immediately stood up from the corner, took a piece of meteorite from the sky, and handed it to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan glanced at the meteoric iron, nodded and said, "What kind of meteoric iron is just rich magnetite."

After finishing speaking, Su Yuan took the iron ore and threw it into the fire, only to see the flame rising, slowly burning the iron ore red.

Su Yuan took out the iron ore with giant tongs, placed it on a huge boulder nearby, and raised the giant hammer to hit it hard.

Hearing this "dang dang" sound rang out.

Seeing that Su Yuan really wanted to forge a sword, Bei Ying no longer had any hope.

But to forge a flying sword, the most important thing is to strike iron and stone to remove impurities. With the power of Sanxian, it takes a full [-] strikes to make a sword, so it takes a year for a flying sword .

Thinking of the possibility that he might be trapped in the sword casting room for ten years, Su Yuan became desperate. At the moment, his thoughts changed sharply, thinking about how to escape from Su Yuan's clutches, but he was already a little tired from the excessive force just now. At this time, when he heard the sound of knocking, he couldn't think of any way to escape, and he gradually fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but Bei Ying woke up in a daze, only to hear Su Yuan's voice next to his ear: "It's done."

Following these words, there was a flash of brilliance, and a red sword light rushed out of the hut, like a bolt of lightning hitting the sky.

Beiying had been in the sword casting room for a long time, so of course he knew that this was Cheng Jian's vision of heaven and earth, so he couldn't help but shuddered and said, "I've been asleep for a year?"

With that said, Bei Ying hurriedly turned to look at Su Yuan.

I saw Su Yuan standing by the stove, throwing the second piece of extraterrestrial meteorite into the flames, while the man in the sword casting room stood aside with his mouth open, looking shocked.

After hearing Beiying's words, the man in Jianjianfang murmured: "No... a year, a... a day!"

"What, he forged a flying sword in only one day?" Beiying exclaimed.

"Yes." The man in the sword casting room replied blankly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" After saying this, Bei Ying immediately looked at Su Yuan with wide eyes.

At this time, Su Yuan started the normal process of burning stones, forging stones, and hammering again.

When others hammered it, hundreds of people would change the iron stone slightly, but when Su Yuan hammered down, the stone iron immediately changed its shape.

After dozens of hammers, the flying sword took shape. After a hundred hammers, the impurities in the iron and stone were gradually smashed out. After three hundred hammers, the flying sword was completed.

A bolt of lightning flew straight out, and the second flying sword appeared in Su Yuan's hand.

At this time, only half a day had passed.

(End of this chapter)