Ye Zhenfeng felt melancholy and felt bitter in his heart. He gave Han Ziyue his true love, but he didn't know if he could get any sincerity from her in exchange?
Thinking about how she has been deliberately deceiving her all this time, her visit to Da Yang Mansion was just a dream after all. Are they really destined for each other? Or is it a mispayment of each other?
"Dangdang——"
Di Zhu on the side picked up the hammer and began to calcine the iron. The sound of the hammer hit Ye Zhenfeng's heart, causing him heartbreak and pain.
In his entire life, he had never felt such pain towards anyone, only towards the purple moon on the horizon.
Ye Zhenfeng looked at the iron in the furnace being burned red and said: "Senior Dizhu, I promise to help you forge a peerless sword."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! That's right!" Di Zhu exclaimed, then put down the hammer in his hand, took his hand, and said: "Boy, I will take you to a place..."
After Dizhu finished speaking, he jumped up, only to see a strong wind blowing up and the grass blades scattering. They quickly jumped onto the dragon wall and meandered up.
Ye Zhenfeng could not activate his soul wings because he did not have a martial soul spirit in his body, so he allowed Di Zhu to fly with him. Soon they came to a valley bottom, where there were densely packed iron swords.
Iron swords are stuck in the soil in various directions. There are so many iron swords piled up like a mountain. There is a huge iron sword on the Iron Sword Mountain with strange inscriptions on it.
There are eight iron chains tied to the tail of the giant sword, extending in all directions, and at the end of each iron chain, there is a huge iron sword inserted.
Dizhu flew with him and landed on an iron chain. The iron chain was thick enough for them to stand on it safely. But the moment Ye Zhenfeng's feet landed on the ground, he could feel vibrations from the iron chains, as if there was an irrepressible anger trying to fly out.
"Master Earthsmith, where is this place? Why are there so many iron sword fragments?"
Di Zhu stroked his gray beard and said proudly: "Boy, the place under your feet is the Tomb of the Broken Sword!"
"The Tomb of Broken Swords?!"
Di Zhu said:
"Yes, there are thousands of incomplete swords with flaws discarded here. Although there are flaws, each one is infinitely powerful. That's why the swords produced by my Sword Forging Valley are so famous."
"Just because we only sell works of magic weapons, only one of the swords that we have worked so hard to forge can be called a magic weapon out of a hundred, and the rest are just ordinary weapons and have no value, so they are buried in this place. Tomb of Broken Swords."
"This has been the case for generations. Over the years, the broken swords here have piled up like a mountain. The broken swords themselves have powerful sword energy. Once the sword energy is gathered together. In addition, it absorbs the spiritual energy of the world and endures thunder, lightning, rain and snow, and the broken sword tomb is even more... Full of endless hostility.”
"In order to suppress this kind of violence, the Sword Forging Valley gathered nine sword-making masters. Day after day, they took turns casting swords. Finally, these nine giant swords were cast here to suppress the violence in the Broken Sword Tomb. To be restrained.”
At this moment, as the sun sets in the west, sword corpses are everywhere in the Tomb of Broken Swords. The setting sun in the distance is like blood, and the huge iron chains buzz in the wind. It makes people feel a sense of solemnity in their hearts. Such a magnificent landscape can't help but make the night Zhenfeng's blood boiled all over.
It takes a hundred steels to make steel, but only one magic weapon emerges from a hundred swords. This shows that the world's magic weapons are not so easy to forge.
"Sword rises——"
Dizhu waved his tattered sleeves, and a gust of wind flew out. An iron sword buzzed and vibrated, swaying from side to side, and then flew into his hand.
He jumped up and danced the sword, his figure was like a ghost, shuttled among the many iron swords, tumbling left and right, like a dragon out of the sea, his feet lightly tapped the hilt of the sword, and relied on the toughness of the sword body to rebound upward.
Like a sunset eagle in the setting sun, he turned over and landed gracefully on the iron chain. The strength on his body was so strong that the iron chain swayed slightly from side to side.
"Sword--" He waved casually, and the long sword flew out of his hand, spinning back and forth in the air, waving the sword flowers. The hand is not holding the sword, but the sword is controlled by the heart. The sword comes and goes freely, which makes Ye Zhenfeng's eyes shine and he is dumbfounded.
I saw the body of Dizhuo instantly fell down, lying on the iron chain gracefully, resting his head on one hand, waving the other hand towards the sky, and shouted: "Sword back -"
With a click, the iron sword was sheathed and motionless.
Di Zhu laughed, took out the wine gourd from his waist, then raised his head and took a sip, smacked his lips and sighed:
"Holding the sword to inquire about the rivers and lakes, slaying the sword to sever the blue dragon.
Breaking through the storm and surging clouds, I walked to the waterless place.
Enjoy the beauty of the world and forget each other in the rivers and lakes.
The world is free and easy, drunk and laughing in the world of mortals.
Hahaha! This is the joy of life! "
After he finished speaking, he casually threw the wine gourd in his hand to Ye Zhenfeng. Ye Zhenfeng was infected by him and couldn't help but raise his head and take a few sips. He felt that the strong wine penetrated his throat, and he was happy with his life. He couldn't help but reach out and wipe the corners of his mouth again. Reciting the poem:
"Holding the sword to inquire about the rivers and lakes, slaying the sword to sever the blue dragon.
Breaking through the storm and surging clouds, I walked to the waterless place.
Enjoy the beauty of the world and forget each other in the rivers and lakes.
The world is free and easy, drunk and laughing in the world of mortals. "
Then he threw his head back and laughed.
Di Zhu looked at him in surprise and couldn't help laughing, saying: "Okay! Good laugh! Good laugh!"
After saying that, he jumped up, stepped on the iron chain with his feet, waved his hands towards the sky, and smiled up at the sky.
In the Tomb of Broken Swords, it was empty and silent. The laughter of the two people was like the roar of dragons and tigers, deafening. They used this laughter to vent their inner sorrow and anger.
Everyone in the world is suffering, and it is hard to calm down. Where can I express my feelings? Only if you are drunk for a long time and don't want to wake up.
Di Zhu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Boy, you are quite to my liking. I don't even know your name yet!"
"I'll sleep in the wind next night."
Di Zhu laughed loudly and said: "Sleep in the flowers with a pillow of cool breeze, inviting the bright moon to shine. What a good name, good mood!"
Ye Zhenfeng felt that the Earth Casting Master was sometimes crazy and vulgar, and sometimes spoke elegantly. In an instant, they seemed like two different people.
In the Sword Forging Valley, the light flies by, and another month has passed. Ye Zhenfeng has gradually become familiar with the forging skills here.
That day Di Zhu came back from buying ironware from the bottom of the mountain. When he saw Ye Zhenfeng still forging iron beside the sword-making furnace, he said: "Brother Ye! Brother Ye! Something is wrong!"
Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly put down the hammer in his hand, and then said: "Master Earth Casting, what happened?"
Di Zhu was very worried and said:
"I went down the mountain to buy ironware at the ironware market this time, and suddenly I heard news. It was rumored that the World-Destroying Divine Sword fell into the hands of Hua Tiannan, the owner of the Villa Not Forgetting."
"Hua Tiannan will hold a sword appreciation meeting at the Not Forgetting Villa soon. I heard that all major sects from all over the world have rushed to the Not Forgetting Villa."
Ye Zhenfeng put down the hammer in his hand and asked in confusion: "How could this happen?"
Di Zhu said anxiously: "It is said that after the World-Destroying Divine Sword flew out from the Sword Making Valley, Hua Tiannan chased it for seven days and seven nights before he got it. This Hua Tiannan is also quite famous in Jiuzhou and all over the world, and he is at the Youzong level. Master, this time the Sword Appreciation Conference is held at the Not Forgetting Villa, I'm afraid there will be another storm!"
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and said worriedly: "The World-Destroying Divine Sword has appeared, lest the world be in chaos."
Di Zhu said: "I didn't expect that before my peerless sword was cast, that guy's World-Destroying Divine Sword had already reappeared. Okay, I have decided to set off immediately to the Not Forgetting Villa——"
… …
Don’t forget the villa.
The red maple forest covered the surroundings of the villa, and countless heroes came to participate in the sword appreciation meeting.
At night, remember that the villa is bustling with colorful lights and crowds of people gather together. Everyone was sitting at the wine table, exchanging glasses with each other, and flattering each other, making it seem like a peaceful and prosperous time.
Di Zhu still looked unkempt, which made the people at the same table look disgusted. But he didn't realize it. He ate all the fish and meat without missing a beat, and he was smiling broadly as he drank the wine from the glass.
People who don't know him think he is the elder of the Beggar Clan. Although he hates him, they don't dare to offend him rashly. After all, these days, arrogant people have some arrogance.
From high-ranking officials to nobles, to peddlers and pawns, if someone is extremely arrogant, you'd better not mess with them rashly, or you'll suffer a loss.
After all, dragons and snakes were mixed at the sword appreciation conference. Ye Zhenfeng's mind was not on the wine table, but looking around from time to time, hoping to see the blue-robed master.
Will the blue-robed master covet the power of the World-Destroying Divine Sword and come to the Forgetting Villa to snatch it? In this way, will he have a chance to see Ziyue again?
At this moment, a beauty wearing a red tulle walked in. She wore a long red gauze, a pair of skull waist bells tied around her jade-like waist, her feet were bare, and she wore foot bells. It makes a rustling sound when walking.
As soon as the beauty stepped into the door frame, everyone became quiet and all their eyes fell on her.
The beauty has long hair like water, swinging freely on her chest. She holds a long sandalwood box in her hand and slowly enters. She looks around with a pair of enchanting eyes, and then goes straight towards Hua Tiannan, who is the main seat.
At this moment, everyone present turned their attention to the beauty. Of course, they cared more about the sandalwood box she held in her hand than the beauty's stunning appearance. What exactly was contained in the sandalwood box? Woolen cloth? Could it be the world-destroying divine sword?
There is no shortage of beauties in the world, but compared to beauties, this world-destroying divine sword seems to be more attractive.
Hua Tiannan walked out and said, "I'd like to thank you for your beauty!"
It turned out that this beauty was none other than the famous and stunning beauty Hong Ye Ji. Hong Ye Ji nodded slightly, then turned to face the crowd, pulled the mechanism on the long sandalwood box with both hands, and the lid of the box popped open.
I saw a dazzling glow emanating from inside, which was difficult to look directly at, causing everyone to raise their hands to cover their eyes.
The divine sword's rays of light suddenly illuminated the entire hall, and everyone exclaimed in amazement. After the glow was no longer so dazzling, he dared to look directly at the thing in the long box. It turned out to be a black iron sword.
There were countless cracks on the iron sword, and within the cracks there was surging red magma, as if it couldn't wait to rush out of the sword. The whole iron sword looks dead and silent, but it has an undercurrent of killing.
Hua Tiannan said proudly: "Everyone - this is the World-Destroying Divine Sword! This sword is extremely powerful and shocking!"
The eyes of Di Zhu sitting next to him shone with a look of disbelief, and he sighed in a low voice: "It's really the World-Destroying Divine Sword!"
Ye Zhenfeng looked at the divine sword held in Hong Yeji's hand, and couldn't help but frown slightly. Then he looked up at Hua Tiannan, who was smiling, and felt that the smile was very hypocritical, as if he was wearing a hypocritical mask all year round. The mask is general.
He secretly thought, Hua Tiannan had obtained the World-Destroying Divine Sword seven years ago, why didn't he take it out seven years ago? Do you have to wait until seven years before taking it out?
I would like to ask among these guests, who is polite enough to sit down and enjoy the sword? Aren’t they all here for the World-Destroying Divine Sword? This group of people in the world are like bees who will compete for honey when they see it.
Although Hua Tiannan is a master of Youzong, looking at the entire nine continents, there are probably countless masters. What's more, this group of people has the possibility of attacking in groups. How dare he serve under the watchful eyes of these masters? A divine sword?
Where did Hua Tiannan get his confidence? And there was Hongyeji who was silent on the side, and there seemed to be a frightening evil spirit in her eyes...
