Chapter 390: Fake Tiandu Minghe

I slept for a full sleep, recovered my energy, and entered the game with a refreshed spirit.

Before getting on the big account, the overlord of Taihu took a look at Tingzi's leveling level. He found that everything was going well. After rushing to level 35, he gave her the mailed dragon turtle egg to her, which was the only way back to the sword.

After searching for two groups of monsters, the sword light was one finger, and after killing them all, he finally upgraded his level one level and rushed to level seventy-nine.

During this period, Ye Rong assigned all the gained experience points to the character level, so that he could have the efficiency of upgrading at this speed. Otherwise, even if he had the Tianwei Star Bone, the level of seventy or eighty level would not be upgraded twice in just a short period of time.

After looking at the experience required to go up to level 80, as well as the experience barely reaching the top of the 0.00% in front of me, I sighed and decided to stop for the time being and practiced the leveling work to come to an end.

"It's been so long, neither myself nor the few people entrusted, there was no echo. It seems that repairing the damaged Nine-level flying sword is really not something that can be completed at this stage. So it's time to make a decision to make a final decision!"

He shook the deceased sword, took it in his hand, and looked at it in the light.

The ninth-level flying sword is good, but if this is delayed, the role he can play will become smaller and smaller.

If this continues, it is very likely that when he has the opportunity to obtain the intact ninth-level flying sword, the deceased sword will still remain in its current state and the damage will not work.

This is absolutely unbearable for Ye Rong, who has been in the forest and is not as good as a bird in his hand.

What's more, there is an opportunity to transform the Dead Sword into an immediate combat power. It's a pity to miss it like this.

In addition to the power of his own sect, even the long-legged Royal Sister asked her to return to Miaozhen Temple to inquire about the repair of the ninth-level flying sword, but she still couldn't get an ideal response.

In this world, even Qingcheng and Miaozhenguan families cannot do anything. Perhaps there is another way to repair the Dead Sword at this time, but it is definitely not a way that he can achieve or the price he needs to pay in the middle is unimaginable. It may exceed the range he can bear and it will not be worth the loss.

After a moment, there was a decision, and the sword lights flew back towards Qingcheng.

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Hanxiu Peak, Sword Forging Pool.

Ye Rong climbed here and could see that several Qingcheng disciples were waiting at the door, waiting to cast flying swords.

Now the profession level of sword refiners is getting higher and higher, and more and more players are thinking of the fact that they can refine a flying sword by themselves.

After all, the price of a good high-level flying sword is not affordable to ordinary players. If you ask a swordsman to cast it, it will be much cheaper.

If you can succeed in one go, you will make a lot of money, only a fraction of the cost.

There are still many players who are willing to take advantage of this success rate. After all, the cost of taking out a hundred taels of gold at a time is still different from taking out a thousand taels of gold at a time to buy a finished flying sword.

Moreover, recently, a senior sword refiner has discovered that even without the recipe for refining a flying sword, it is possible to refine a flying sword based on your own experience.

Of course, this probability is not much different from the chance of winning a prize of tens of millions of dollars for two yuan.

The lucky flying swords made without refining formulas were all kinds of strange attributes, and they were incomparable to normal flying swords of the same level, which was much different from those of normal flying swords of the same level.

Moreover, only sword refiners whose profession level meets certain requirements can implement such a no-refining formula that can collide with the great fortune.

However, some sect players can still collect all the required materials by consuming the sect contribution value and refining the standard sect flying sword. This is also a unique benefit for sect disciples.

The disadvantage is that the attributes are much worse than those of the same-level flying sword;

The advantage is that it is a sect-style flying sword, and this disciple will have a special bonus when using it.

These Qingcheng disciples were waiting here, obviously to refine the sect’s standard flying sword.

Ye Rong has long observed several standard flying swords in Qingcheng. There are seven models, namely two of the fifth-level, three of the sixth-level, and two of the seventh-level.

More advanced ones are not available in the sect’s standard flying swords, and it is not so easy to obtain.

As the chief disciple of Tianshu Hall, he naturally did not have to wait outside the sword-casting pool like an ordinary Qingcheng disciple. With the envious eyes of several players, he directly entered the sword-casting pool and went to find the sword-casting boy.

If the player next to him also entered in this way without the consent of the sword-casting boy, the only ending was that he was thrown out directly and threw it out fiercely, at least he had to get out dozens of feet away.

He is very familiar with the structure of the sword casting pool, and no one needs to lead the way.

As soon as he stepped into it, a wave of heat hit him, and his face became a little hot.

Beside the stove, besides the sword-casting boy, there was another Qingcheng disciple, who was refining a flying sword.

"Boy, have you figured it out and you are willing to trade the broken flying sword to me?"

The sword-casting boy suddenly turned his head and saw that Ye Rong stepped into it. He flashed a look of surprise on his face and asked anxiously.

"The transaction is open, but I will first see the attributes of your two flying swords."

Ye Rong nodded. Although the other party praised the two fake Tiandu Minghe to the sky, he still had to witness it with his own eyes to believe it.

Otherwise, if the attributes are average, I will lose money by using the ninth-level broken flying sword to exchange it.

"Okay! OK! OK! Come on, I'll take you to see now!"

The sword-making boy suddenly walked forward and pulled him to see the two flying swords.

"Boy, my flying sword is only halfway through!"

The Qingcheng disciple next to the stove screamed, and the look of panic on his face made the fire look even more prominent.

He is refining a standard flying sword here. If he does not have the care of the sword-casting boy and is not a sword refiner himself, it is very likely that the flying sword will fail in the end and become a bunch of waste products.

This is obviously an unacceptable result for this person who has already put in a lot of effort and a lot of materials.

"How can a garbage level seven-level flying sword be compared with my important matters! Absurd!"

The sword-casting boy turned around and glared, ignoring his attention, just running outside.

Obviously, in the mind of the sword-making boy, helping Qingcheng disciples to refine flying swords was just a trivial matter of irrelevance, and even if they violated it, it didn't matter much.

Ye Rong's heart moved. This boy was indeed not an ordinary person. Otherwise, the identity of a boy who made a sword would not have the courage to act like this. He was not afraid of the sect's rules and regulations punishing him.

"Boy, I will help him refine the flying sword first. I won't leave. I don't care about the gap for a moment."

"Okay, but don't run away, you boy!"

When the sword-casting boy heard this, he thought about it and then turned around and continued to watch the stove and refined its standard seventh-level flying sword.

The Qingcheng disciple breathed a sigh of relief, trotted over, bowed and thanked him.

"Thank you, senior brother! Otherwise, I would be reimbursed for my flying sword. I don't know when I will be able to accumulate capital. Then I will refine it. I, Zhao Caishen, will write down this kindness!"

This Zhao Caishen is a little fat man, and his body is about twice as wide as Ye Rong. He still said with lingering fear.

Even if the sword-making boy left, he failed to refine his sword, and Zhao Caishen had no place to deal with him. Could it be that he could still call NPC compensation?

So Ye Rong's words really saved him once and saved the fate of this standard seventh-level flying sword.

"It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter."

Ye Rong looked at Zhao Caishen. The other party obviously did not know him, and he had never seen a fat man before.

Logically speaking, the Qingcheng disciple who can refine the seventh-level flying sword should have a high level, at least a disciple of Tianshu Temple. He would not have no impression.

Thinking of this, this person is not a disciple of Tianshu Temple and rarely moves in Qingcheng. He should be a player whose focus is not within the sect and who has been active near his gang's garrison for a long time.

Ye Rong spoke out for help, not because he was afraid of offending the other party and letting him hold a grudge.

It’s just to put your heart in it. If you encounter this situation and have worked hard for a long time, you will think it will be very sad. Since you can help a little, why should you be this evil person? Let your standard seventh-level flying sword be released smoothly.

It is not a big deal to wait for more than ten minutes.

Zhao Caishen chatted with him for a few words, but then ran back to the stove, staring at the stove without blinking, afraid that he had missed something.

I obviously attach great importance to my own standard seventh-level flying sword, for fear of any mistakes.

A few minutes later, I heard a sword sound, and a crimson flying sword jumped out of the stove, rotated around, and then fell into the hands of the sword-casting boy. I wiped it to the sword body, and the flying sword that was originally jumping was silent and no longer noisy.

"Take it!"

The boy who made a sword threw it away casually, and hurriedly pulled Ye Rong away. He had been remembering the sword of the deceased for a long time.

If he was an ordinary Qingcheng disciple, the sword-making boy might have used other means to force him to execute this transaction. But Ye Rong is the chief of Tianshu Hall and has an extraordinary position in Qingcheng, so those methods naturally cannot be used.

"Thank you, brother, there will be rewards in the future!"

Zhao Caishen put the standard seventh-level flying sword in his arms, and was extremely happy. He also sent a friend to apply. After a while, when the friend applied, he was stunned when he saw the other party's name.

"One sword is withering and prosperous... This is not the name of the Qingcheng chief!"

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"This is my highest achievement in my life. Imitation Tiandu, Minghe, come and take a look!"

The sword-casting boy led Ye Rong around a few more times and walked deep into the sword-casting pool. He never knew that there were so many room passages in the sword-casting pool.

After entering a room made of metal minerals, I felt that the temperature around me immediately returned to normal. Obviously, the heat wave outside could not enter the room.

There were a lot of mineral materials piled up in the room, obviously all of which were extremely high-level sword-casting materials, and they were sprinkled on the ground.

A iron plate moved away, and you could see two flying swords or two rays of light inside. It was a fake of Tiandu and Minghe double swords that were still there.

"Although the two flying swords of the master's uncle in terms of attributes cannot be compared with those of the two flying swords, the appearance is exactly the same, and there will be no difference in the slightest points."

The sword-casting boy was obviously very proud of his work. With a finger, two sword lights bounced up and landed in front of Ye Rong.

In front is the Tiandu Sword - the Tiandu Sword Light is like thousands of thunder and lightning gathering, roaring and roaring all the time. The sword body formed by countless currents and thunder lights is calm for a moment, making people feel like they are in the kingdom of Thunder God;

A little later, the Minghe sword - the Minghe sword light, which seems to be completely still, like a galaxy torn off by a celestial immortal. The abyss is unparalleled and contains infinite capacity. However, if you use your eyes to carefully look, you can see that the sword body formed by billions of starlight is filled with cosmic stars. It also flows endlessly and never stops, just like a celestial body, the sun and the moon rise and fall, the extreme movement is extremely quiet, and the mystery is hard to describe.

Ye Rong has seen the appearance of the supreme two top-level flying swords in Qingcheng for the first time.

"It's so cool!"
To be continued...