After the winter solstice, the sound of clanging and banging was heard again under the eaves in the temple courtyard.
The fire was blazing, but there were no Long Hongchen or Xiao Long'er to watch. Because it was too monotonous, the two of them only stayed for half an hour before they couldn't stay any longer.
Only before making the sword, Li Xiuyuan realized that the piece of magical iron his master had given him was still a little too heavy for Long Hongchen.
According to the weight of the Prajna Sword he had cast in the past, he divided the divine iron into two parts. Now that the furnace had been opened, he made one more.
Maybe give it to my sister or mother one day.
Where are the two other mistresses and younger brother Xiaobao?
It took several days to shape the sword face, but it turned out to be two cyan sword embryos with a watery meaning.
He did not expect that the divine iron his master left for him was actually used to forge two long swords with a hint of water.
He rubbed his eyes and murmured: "It means Ruoshui, but I want to make you a divine sword with the meaning of fire? But you gave me one like Ruoshui..."
Song Ruyu came over to take a look, looked at Li Xiuyuan's dazed look and said, "Not bad, continue!"
Not long after, Nangong Ruyu also ran over and picked up the sword embryo lying aside. She quietly thought about it and asked, "Is this a sword embryo that contains a Ruoshui sword intention?"
Xiao Longer, who had been playing outside for a while, ran over with Long Hongchen. Looking at Li Xiuyuan who was sweating profusely, he asked distressedly: "Brother, are you tired?"
Long Hongchen said in a sweet voice: "Brother, Long Hongchen's sword is more domineering!"
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and thought for a while, then said, "Just call it Jian Twenty-One, okay?"
For some reason, he suddenly remembered Long Hongchen's original name. Later, he thought about Long Twenty-one and there was nothing wrong with it, but it was a little more troublesome to explain.
Sword Twenty-One is simpler.
Can't I kill you with one sword? Just cut the ground with more swords. If one sword is not enough, twenty-one swords will be enough, right?
Thinking of this, both Li Xiuyuan and Long Hongchen laughed.
"Jian Twelve One, Long Hongchen likes this name, it's him!" Long Hongchen clapped his little hands and laughed.
"Have you practiced sword practice today?" Li Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Long'er and suddenly remembered what he had told her.
"My brother has practiced two thousand swords. I think he is too tired and forget it."
As the eldest sister, Xiao Longer is very responsible.
Li Xiuyuan nodded, looked at Long Hongchen and said, "You are still young, lay the foundation first, so that you can go further in the future..."
The old Taoist priest didn't tell him what skills were left in Long Hongchen's divine sea, and he didn't ask.
In his opinion, master would not treat Long Hongchen badly.
The Divine Sword had a name, and Long Hongchen went to announce the good news to his eldest, second and third sisters. Xiao Longer shook his head and shouted after him: "Brother, wait for me."
Since having Long Hongchen, Xiao Long'er finally experienced the great responsibility of being a sister.
"Sword twenty-one?!"
Nangong Ruyu was stunned when she heard this. She looked at Song Tianyu and said, "Sister, what is master doing? Why can't I understand his thoughts more and more?"
It was rare for Long Hongchen to have no words this time. It was related to his life experience, and Li Xiuyuan did not allow him to reveal it to anyone.
Song Tianyu replied thoughtfully: "Is it possible that he just wants to forge twenty-one swords?"
Nangong Ruyu shook her head, saying that she didn't know either.
Long Hongchen said with a smile: "Brother is afraid that Long Hongchen will not have the strength, so he may strike a few more times with his sword!"
Looking at the two sword embryos on the sword-making platform, Li Xiuyuan's body started to tremble, and he thought, could it be possible that four swords will be cast this winter?
You must know that in the sword pavilion of the academy, he worked hard to get a water-breaking knife for Wei Qing, which took him a whole winter.
However, the already released Qingfeng and Zhanxue have already been given to Xiaoqing and Nangong Ruyu... Thinking of this, his pale cheeks were filled with exhaustion.
He murmured: "Master, please lend me some strength. This is taking too much effort."
However, there was one thing that he had not thought about or expected. That is, the temple was quietly changing the physiques of him and Song Tianyu and his group all the time, and it was also quietly changing the structure of his sword embryo.
Not every day a piece of divine iron can be used to forge a divine sword, and not every divine sword that comes out of the furnace needs to go through a tribulation.
However, judging from Li Xiuyuan's experience, at least the swords he forged now seem to have survived the catastrophe.
Returning to the Academy, he had to find time to help Wei Qing get rid of his hatred for me, but it seemed that there was no divine sword in the Shura Heaven Realm, at least he had never seen it.
If Nangong Ruyu and Xiaoqing went to Phoenix Valley, then there would really be no more.
He wanted to try to persuade Nangong Ruyu to go back with Song Tianyu, just like he had persuaded Xia Wutong to follow Nangong Ruyu's mother to the Shura Heaven.
However, he could only make suggestions, but he could not make decisions for Nangong Ruyu.
At this time, he didn't know that Nangong Ruyu had been moved by his words.
One thought creates thousands of rivers and mountains.
At this time, Nangong Ruyu's heart not only flew back to the small courtyard at the foot of Taoyuan Mountain, but also flew to the Phoenix Valley nineteen days above.
One place has her mother and grandfather, and another place has her future.
Li Xiuyuan is no different now than when he was casting Qingfeng Zhanxue.
The same is heated by the dragon's fire, and the ice and snow outside the temple are quenched.
He spent two hours a day making swords, two hours practicing swordsmanship, and the rest of the time he spent watching Long Hongchen read and write.
Xiaolonger Xiaolong Hongchen holds the pen like a sword, which seems to weigh ten thousand kilograms.
Li Xiuyuan didn't care. In his opinion, as long as Long Hongchen could write his name.
The clouds are against the rain, the snow is against the wind, and the evening light is against the clear sky.
The approaching geese are opposite to the departing geese, and the local birds are opposite to the singing insects.
Long Hongchen's childish voice came from the side hall, which reminded Li Xiuyuan of his younger sister Li Xiaoxue in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion. At that time, his younger sister also read this poem first.
Transforming Long Hongchen from a little demon into a little divine dragon was Li Xiuyuan's most proud masterpiece, although the person who took the trouble was his master.
After Li Xiuyuan regained his memory, it was also the happiest time for Nangong Ruyu, because the master was still the same master as before and had not changed at all for her.
She even dotes on him more than before, probably because she returned to her teenage self after her Phoenix Nirvana, allowing Li Xiuyuan to finally regain a sense of being a master.
Once upon a time, he also wanted to forge an epee for Long Hongchen, because the piece of sacred iron in his hand weighed more than 200 kilograms, which was enough for him to make a good epee.
Later, I thought about it, why must Long Hongchen be like me, to understand the meaning of the sword that is as light as it is heavy? Why can't it be as light as heavy?
Is it because Long Hongchen can surpass himself by learning from him?
Thinking of this, he finally forged a sword weighing one hundred and eight pounds in the red dust. It was neither heavy nor light, just right!
As long as I have a sword in my hand and a sword in my heart with the right edge, what illusion can't be destroyed with one sword?
Otherwise, just like myself, the Shura Sword weighing five hundred kilograms is not as good as the Samsara Sword weighing dozens of kilograms.
The days passed in the sound of his own clanking sword forging, in the sound of Long Hongchen reading, and in the sound of Nangong Ruyu clamoring to go to the Devil's Eye to make a fortune.
Sword Twenty-One is finally released!
When Kaifeng comes out, there will be thunder! The roar of thunder woke up several women who were taking a nap, and even Long Hongchen got out of his sleeping bag.
Long Hongchen rubbed his eyes and asked, "Fourth sister, is it thundering outside?"
Xiao Longer took his little hand and ran outside, shouting: "Eldest sister and brother are going to be struck by lightning again. Second sister and third sister, get up and watch the fun!"
When a group of five people heard the sound and ran to the temple, Li Xiuyuan was already standing in the snow a hundred feet away from the temple.
Before Long Hongchen could scream, "Boom!" A thunder struck Yi Jian's head.
This time Li Xiuyuan did not lie down, but pointed the sword in his hand at the sky and said coldly: "Come on, let me see your majesty!"
Someone above the nine heavens was angered by him, and the billowing clouds of calamity suddenly rolled up into a huge swirling nest. While the five people watching were stunned, dozens of golden calamity thunders descended together!
Boom! Boom! !
This was beyond Song Tianyu's knowledge of the Heavenly Tribulation. As far as she knew, even the Tribulation Thunder in the extraordinary realm was not so fierce.
This is clearly a person who crossed the tribulation and one sword, which angered someone in the sky, and wanted to destroy each person and one sword under the tribulation thunder.
However, Li Xiuyuan had no intention of giving in, and he didn't even offer the talisman.
He used the power of Wulian's Heavenly Tribulation to temper the twenty-one swords in his hands and his own ten caves.
So, in front of the five people, Li Xiuyuan, who was suffering from the catastrophe, went crazy and sacrificed his cave.
When the ten golden caves appeared in front of the five people, even Song Tianyu was deeply shocked! Ten caves, ten levels of caves?
This was a realm she had never heard of!
Doesn't it mean that if Li Xiuyuan only needs to break into the extraordinary realm, he will be in the second or even third level of extraordinary realm? This is too terrible!
Nangong Ruyu even screamed: "Sister, my master is actually at the tenth level. I have never heard my mother mention it?"
Song Tianyu looked amused and said, "I have never heard of such a realm in the Phoenix Valley."
The corners of Xiao Qing's mouth moved and she said, "He has always been a monster!"
Long Hongchen didn't know what the cave was, so he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother is so awesome, Long Hongchen will be like him in the future!"
The five people here were in awe, but Li Xiuyuan, who was under the catastrophe, was using the tenth level of the Divine Dragon's Eight Turns Cave to resist the dozens of catastrophes that were falling at the same time!
Everyone saw a golden catastrophe hitting Li Xiuyuan's ten golden caves.
Then there was a dazzling blue light that cut through the catastrophe and went to the nine heavens!
Before the five people could recover, the calamity clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and a seven-colored divine light fell on one person and one sword.
By the time Song Tianyu came to his senses, Li Xiuyuan's ten golden caves had turned into purple caves!
"Oh my god! The holes around my brother's side have turned purple!" Xiao Long'er exclaimed.
Li Xiuyuan, who was covered in charcoal, slowly walked over from the snow and cursed: "I'm just going through a disaster, do you want to burn all my hair every time?"
This time, except for an inch of Li Xiuyuan's hair that was burned to char, there were no major wounds on his body, but his black shirt turned into dozens of pieces of cloth flying in the wind.
Song Tianyu took the divine sword glowing with cyan light from his hand and stroked it gently: "Sword Twenty-One, what a strange name, just like your cultivation level, people can't see it clearly."
Nangong Ruyu looked at the water-like lines on the sword body, frowned and said, "My brother's sword is different in color from Yu'er's, and even the lines are different!"
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled lightly: "This sword belongs to water, which is different from your Zhanxue."
He turned to look at Long Poyu and said seriously: "You can't use him now, so I'll take it for you first. Let's talk about it later when your cultivation level is higher."
Jian Twenty-One stretched out his hand to touch the cold sword body and chuckled: "This is Long Hongchen's Sword Twenty-One. I also have my own sword!"
At this moment, a string of thunder rumbled in the sky of the temple!
Xiao Qing was so frightened that she shouted: "Oh my god, Li Xiuyuan, are you going to reach the extraordinary level?"
Nangong Ruyu also covered her mouth and was speechless for a long time.
Song Tianyu looked up at the sky, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh: "Look, I scared you so much...this is spring thunder, you forgot that today is the beginning of spring!"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the five people and said with a smile: "I don't know when spring has arrived when making swords. Go back, it's going to rain."
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ps: Regarding Dragon Twenty-One and Sword Twenty-One, this is a stroke of genius. We will talk about it at the end of the volume.
