at the same time.
Li Chunfeng came to the foot of Tianshan Sword Sect, also known as Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion.
Tianshan Sword Master inherited Ou Zhizi, and under his sect, the current leader is named Ling Yunzi.
Although it is not winter yet, looking around here is a dazzling snow scene.
The scenery in the snow is magnificent. The sky and the earth are completely the same color. Only a piece of silver can be seen. Snowflakes are falling all over the sky, like goose feathers, falling gently on the roof, falling on the grass, and then falling again. On the mountain peak.
On the top of its peak, a stone sword that looks like reaching the sky stands in the center, and is stabilized by iron chains around it.
A faint silver light flickered, as if a warrior would reach out to pick it up at any moment, and cut across the sky with a sword. With this momentum, it is not an exaggeration to be called the best weapon refining place in the world.
Li Chunfeng came here this time because the people he sent reported that in order to recast the sword, he needed to pass through their sword formation.
So, Li Chunfeng is here!
Tianshan Sword Formation.
The sword formation was created by Ling Yunzi when he was thirty years old. It was so powerful that it was not impossible to kill the Heavenly One with one sword in the formation.
Naturally, Li Chunfeng would not go up directly. Instead, he found a sword-making shop at the foot of the mountain and threw the sword over.
Because Tianshan Sword Forging Pavilion would not forge weapons for others at will, this group of people at the foot of the mountain came to profit from it.
The owner of the sword making shop reached out to take it and looked up at Li Chunfeng.
Clang!
Then he pulled out the Longquan Sword and the boss nodded.
"It's a good sword, but it's rusty and unfit for use."
A piece of fifty taels of silver was thrown over by Li Chunfeng.
After catching it, the boss nodded: "Well, it may take some effort to cast it according to your drawings."
Li Chunfeng smiled lightly and took out another silver coin from his waist and threw it over.
"Boss, are you sure it can be cast? How long will it take?"
The boss looked at the two ingots of silver in his hand and touched his chin: "I can see it for a month."
Li Chunfeng smiled helplessly and took out a fifty-tael gold ingot from his waist.
"How about this time?"
"Oh~~ Hahaha, one day, one day! It will be done in one day!"
The actions of the two men were seen by the young man on the side. Just when the boss was about to start recasting, the young man stepped forward and snatched the sword away.
"Oh?! What are you going to do?! I'm warning you, this is the Tianshan Sword Sect. If you dare to cause trouble, you will be beaten out!"
The young man snorted coldly: "I am from the Tianshan Sword Sect. Do you think you are worthy of recasting this sword?!"
"Hey!? Why can't I recast it! You can't do this even if you want to steal business!"
Hearing that the other party was from the Tianshan Sword Sect, the boss was still not afraid.
The Tianshan Sword Sect has a good reputation and a good reputation. Bullying is rare, so he is not afraid.
The young man took back one ingot of gold and one ingot of silver from the other party, leaving the remaining one ingot of silver to the boss.
"This sword was taken over by my Tianshan Sword Sect. You picked up fifty taels of silver for nothing, so enjoy it secretly!"
"No! I took over this sword, so I have to forge it!"
The boss refused to give up. The young man pulled out the Longquan Sword and said in a low voice: "This sword is made of black iron from the sky. Can you melt it with the heat here?"
"Uh, this..."
"You said it's Heaven's Black Iron, right?"
When the boss heard this, he immediately shrank and his voice became softer.
At this time, Li Chunfeng smiled lightly and said: "Boss, this sword is indeed made of heavenly black iron. If you want to recast it, you really need an extremely high temperature."
"You know it's Tianwai Xuantie and you still come to me? Aren't you just kidding me!"
The boss slammed the door of his shop and leaned against the door, looking at the fifty taels of silver with excitement.
The young man returned the ingot of silver and gold to Li Chunfeng, and then snorted coldly and said: "You are doing this just to stop me, right?"
Li Chunfeng smiled and nodded.
"How dare you? Our sect master is the descendant of the ancestor Ou Zhizi, and you just hand over the Longyuan Sword to someone else to randomly forge it?"
Li Chunfeng cupped his hands and said, "This trip is just to help my brother Yunxiao forge swords. There is no other way. I hope you can forgive me."
The young man waved his hand.
"Okay, you win, our sect master invites you."
Li Chunfeng nodded and walked up the mountain.
On the way, the young man said with a pained face: "Are you all officials so rich? You just keep throwing fifty taels of silver away like it's nothing?"
Li Chunfeng shook his head.
"The salary is very small, but all I spend is other people's money."
"That person who asked you to spend money is really a good brother..."
"Yes, it is indeed rare."
The young man groaned, and couldn't help but think that his friend must be a big injustice.
Li Yunxiao, thousands of miles away, suddenly sneezed on horseback.
Yuan Tiangang beside him turned his head to look. He was about to raise his hand to guess something, but he was stunned for a moment and put his hand down again.
"That's weird, I have a cold?"
Li Yunxiao rubbed his nose and thought to himself that he must have caught a cold because he hadn't had a good rest in the past two days.
Li Chunfeng followed the young man all the way to the Tianshan Sword Formation.
In front of him stood an old man with white hair and beard.
Dressed in plain clothes, with animal skins and fur draped over his shoulders, he looked like a sharp sword just standing there.
"Li Chunfeng, Li Chunfeng, if you really want to make a sword, just go through this sword formation. Why do you want to borrow the weapon of my ancestors and insult my ancestors by borrowing it from others?"
The old man is none other than the current head of the Tianshan Sword Sect and the head of the Sword Making Pavilion, Ling Yunzi.
Li Chunfeng arched his hands.
"No, no, Chunfeng has never insulted this sword. Sect Master Ling has hidden behind closed doors. Chunfeng has no other choice."
call out!
The Longquan Sword was sucked in by Ling Yunzi with his internal force.
"Li Chunfeng, the rules I have set will not change. If the Tianshan Sword Formation is not broken, this sword should be kept by me for the time being."
"Really there is no other way?"
"That's natural!"
Li Chunfeng put away his smile and cupped his hands.
"Okay! Chunfeng can only disturb you today! Please!"
Ling Yunzi waved his hand: "Okay! Be quick and talk quickly, it should have been like this a long time ago! Start the formation!"
Buzz~~~
Following Ling Yunzi's order, the huge stone sword trembled slightly, and Li Chunfeng suddenly lowered his body, and he felt a sudden huge pressure on his body.
After a moment of familiarity, Li Chunfeng straightened up, put away the folding fan, and stretched out a hand to Ling Yunzi.
Uh-huh!
The Longquan Sword was thrown into Li Chunfeng's hands.
The next moment, Ling Yunzi seemed to be ducking, moving left and right, holding a long sword and attacking Li Chunfeng!
"Separate swords between reality and reality!"
Uh-huh! Swish, swish, swish!
Li Chunfeng felt his eyes flicker, and in a blink of an eye, four Ling Yunzi appeared in front of him.
"So fast!"
Li Chunfeng's eyes were solemn and he put on a posture!
"Sword Seven!"
After using the Longquan Sword Art, Li Chunfeng directly captured the real figure!
Ding!
The two swords collided, sparking a fire.
