This is true. The person who forged the fairy sword was originally just a more powerful swordsmith.
It's just that no one in this world of cultivation has ever forged an immortal sword. The nine immortal swords in the world are all left over from tens of thousands of years ago.
The old man said: "The Sun-covering Sword, which is as dark as the sun, the Pure Ping Sword, which is as clear as frost, and the Dulu Sword of Lady Yu Li... aren't they all forged by swordsmiths? There is no difference in essence. , but the sword-making skills are a little better than ordinary people."
When Fu Zhu heard him talk about these fairy swords, which were so precious, she couldn't help but look at him.
She had read the Book of Swords, but it only recorded five immortal swords, and the introduction was not as detailed as the old man in front of her.
For example, she didn't know that the Dulu Sword was once owned by Lady Yuli.
Fu Zhu put his hand on the sword on his waist and asked casually, "Do you know all the famous swords in the world?"
The old man laughed. He has forged countless swords and read countless swords. Is there any famous sword in the world that he doesn't recognize?
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly paused.
He didn't recognize the sword of the girl in front of him. Talking big words would lose credibility in her mind, let alone negotiate a deal. The old man thought carefully and said, "Except for the swords that were just forged in the past hundred years, I don't know anyone who is worthy of the name."
"Everyone knows?"
"Know nothing!"
One is a rhetorical question, and the other is a determined tone.
"If you have anything you want to ask, just ask!" the old man said calmly. He showed the little girl his hand and let her know that he was not bragging.
Fu Zhu said with a smile, "There is a sword, like colored glaze, with five colors of light and brilliant colors. Do you recognize it?"
The old man glanced at her and said slowly, "You are talking about Wuxi Sword."
How does Fu Zhu know that Wu Xi Sword is not Wu Xi Sword? She has not been able to pull out this sword yet.
But judging from the names, they look very similar.
"The Wuxi Sword has five colors of green, yellow, red, white and black. It is the most gorgeous sword in the world. However, the cultivation world has never said who forged it. As for its last owner, it was Millennium Venerable Qingyun, who previously cultivated the ruthless path and ascended to the throne."
The old man suddenly felt a little emotional. He opened the lid of the wine and took a long sip of wine. "The name of Venerable Qingyun should be familiar to you, right?"
The story of his murder of his wife and his ascension was spread by word of mouth in the cultivation world, and almost everyone knew it. Regarding this matter, the cultivation world has always held two extreme opinions.
A group of people believe that killing one's wife to prove the Tao is against the laws of nature and is absolutely undesirable. They even hate those who practice the ruthless Tao, and they continue to criticize them both verbally and in writing.
Other people think that since I came to cultivate immortality, it is just to ascend. As long as I can ascend, what does it mean to kill my wife to achieve enlightenment? Immortal cultivators are supposed to break away from the world of mortals and cut off the seven emotions.
Not to mention that the cultivation speed of Qingqing Dao is the fastest, but more importantly, in the past ten thousand years, except for the Venerable Qingyun who killed his wife to prove the Dao and ascended, no one has ascended.
It seems that except for the ruthless path, God has blocked all other paths. Therefore, some people use this point to refute those who oppose the cultivation of the ruthless path.
In fact, the Wuqing Tao has always existed, but after the precedent of Venerable Qingyun, more and more people in the world of cultivation have turned to the Wuqing Tao.
It was a bad start. For the next seven or eight hundred years, the world of cultivation has been in a state of chaos. There were endless fights and suspicions between Taoists. Until later, many people died, but no one could ascend, and everyone was able to ascend. Gradually, his fanatical thoughts stopped.
In the past two hundred years, everyone's attitude toward Wu Wu Dao has begun to soften again.
Fu Zhu nodded slightly, "I know."
This sword was the Wuxi Sword, so the man she saw in the sword tomb was Lord Qingyun. But why did he abandon the sword?
And why is that mysterious sword spirit woman waiting for the man holding the Dulu Sword?
Fu Zhu asked again: "Is there any connection between Wuxi Sword and Dulu Sword?"
The old man looked at her strangely and said slowly, "The Dulu Sword is the sword of Queen Yuli thousands of years ago, and the Wuxi Sword is the sword of Venerable Qingyun thousands of years ago."
"Nine thousand years have passed between the two of them, how could they meet?"
When Lady Yuli ascended to heaven, Lord Qingyun was not even born yet.
Fu Zhu still firmly believes that there is a relationship between the two. As for the other things, the old man's words are quite similar.
The doubt in her eyes was so obvious that the old man almost choked on his drink. He raised his hand to wipe the wine stain, "What's that look in your eyes? Are you suspicious of the old man?"
"No." Fu Zhu said with a smile, "Senior is indeed an expert. I was blind before."
Hearing her title changed to senior, the old man nodded with satisfaction.
"Don't call me senior, the old man's surname is only Zi. It's Zi that goes up and down."
Fu Zhu Congshan Ruliu called out, "Zi Lao."
Zi Lao suddenly smiled and mentioned the previous matter again, "Are you willing to make a deal with me now?"
As a swordsmith, my greatest wish in life is to forge a sword that is unique in the world.
He saw that this little girl was very lucky in swordsmanship. Although she had never seen her swordsmanship before, he thought she was pretty good.
If he really forged an immortal sword, giving it to this little girl wouldn't be considered an insult to the sword. So he sincerely hoped that this girl would agree to him.
Fu Zhu shrugged helplessly and said in a good voice: "Old Zi is not at a low level, why don't you go find the materials yourself? I have other things to do!"
To forge a fairy sword, the materials required must be rare and plentiful. If she agreed to find them one by one, wouldn't she be looking at the pie and working in vain? Who knows, it will take hundreds of years to fight.
Moreover, the rarer the material, the more dangerous the environment. She is not stupid, going through life and death just for an empty word.
"You went down the mountain to practice, right?" Zi Lao touched the wine gourd, resisting the urge to drink, and said, "Going to the secret realm is considered training, and you can encounter many opportunities!"
Fu Zhu interrupted him with a serious look on his face, "Don't fool me."
"Why didn't you tell me that there are many dangers in going to the secret realm!"
Zi Laoyi was speechless for a moment: "You are a swordsman, why are you afraid of danger?"
Fu Zhu said without thinking, "Of course I'm not afraid."
"But going by yourself and being asked to go by others are two different things!"
The little girl has no food and salt, so she has no choice but to call Zi Lao. Thinking about how many people asked him for help in refining weapons, he didn't even bother. He didn't know what it was like to ask for help.
He took a step back and said, "Let's do this. If you encounter any materials I need in the future, how about helping me collect them and selling them to me first? I can help you refine weapons."
Afraid of her disapproval, Zi Lao added, "The immortal sword you have trained will also belong to you."
Fu Zhu pondered for a moment, and asked Youyou: "Can a first-grade magic weapon be refined?"
Zi Lao: "..."
She has quite high standards.
Zi Lao said angrily: "Okay."
"Okay then, tell me first what you need."
"But I didn't promise you to find materials for you. That's two different things."
The little girl really didn't suffer at all.
After Zi Lao finished cursing, he listed out the materials he needed one by one.
(End of chapter)
