When the mother-child swords separated in the furnace, Yitian was already sweating profusely.

Obviously, it is not easy for the weapon refiner to separate this pair of mother-child swords that were originally sacrificed together.

But Yitian, the chief disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, does have extraordinary skills and means.

The mother-child swords were separated by him, and each hung on the side of the Hongfu, as if the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl separated by the Milky Way, slowly rotating and echoing each other.

The violent earth fire of the volcanic lava erupted from the ground, constantly burning the pair of swords.

Everyone held their breath, stared at the two swords of the mother and son.

No one dared to make any sound. It seemed that only the earth fire was left behind, and the dull sound of magma sucking when the earth fire gushed.

Yitian, the chief disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, clenched his left hand into a fist, and a new hole was drawn on his right hand.

The scorching blood flowed out of his arms, and he shouted softly, and rolled up the sword with a roll of magic power.

When Zijian left the Hongfu, he made a buzzing sword sound. Success or failure is here. This is the most critical step, quenching the sword sacrifice! Yitian took out the Zijian and fed it with blood according to his original idea.

The bright red blood dripped on the red Zijian Jian. Every drop of blood dripped, and immediately drew a blood flower on the sword.

And every blood flower will make the sword sound clear and clear, just like a free bird about to break out of its shell.

Hearing the crisp sound of the sword, everyone's faces showed excitement and joy.

These disciples of the weapon refining sect know that feeding swords is like feeding birds, and swords are like birds singing.

This sword was fed by blood, making such a crisp and beautiful sound of the sword, which is enough to show the quality and success of this sword! Many disciples of the weapon refining sect looked at Lin Xuan with a provocative and gloating expression at this time, and they tried to see some depressed expressions from Lin Xuan's eyes.

After all, the sword sounds so crisp and beautiful that if nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely be able to be successfully sacrificed.

If this sword sacrifice was successful, Lin Xuan lost the gambling game. The bunch of treasure materials was no longer Lin's surname.

This made the disciples of the weapon refining sect who had already breathed a sigh of relief, not proud?

Unfortunately, what disappointed them was that Lin Xuan stared at Zi Jian with no fluctuations at all.

"Hmph, you must be a swollen face and pretend to be calm!"

Everyone could not find any flaws in Lin Xuan's expression and eyes, so they had to think of it secretly.

"Senior Yunyang, it seems that the situation is not good. Could Brother Lin Xuan be wrong?"

Even Jian Chu, a guy who knew nothing about refining weapons, seemed to see some clues at this time. He pulled Yunyang's sleeves with some concern and asked worriedly.

True Man Yunyang pinched his beard and said slowly: "Feeding a sword is like feeding a bird, and the sword is like singing a bird. This is the experience summarized by the weapon refiner over millions of years.

Now this sword is singing like a young eagle, powerful and crisp, so you can determine that your quality is extraordinary.”

"As for Lin Xuan and Yitian's bet...hehe."

True Man Yunyang shook his head. Although he didn't say it clearly, Jian Chu was not a fool either, so he naturally understood the meaning.

Jian Chu was surprised. He opened his mouth and said helplessly: "So, isn't Brother Lin Xuan a sure loss?"

True Man Yunyang sighed: "Who knows what this guy is thinking, I'll do it!"

True Man Yunyang was also quite helpless. He originally recommended Lin Xuan to the fourth elder to meet him, but who would have thought that this guy would make all the disciples of the weapon refining sect angry with him after talking nonsense.

He even made a bet with Yi Tian, ​​the chief disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, asserting that the mother-child sword he sacrificed would be destroyed by blood feed.

Wen Dao has a series of successive skills and specialized in his profession. He went to a professional weapon refiner to question his profession. Isn’t this unhappy?

But this is also good. Let this guy suffer a little and teach him a lesson. In the future, you will understand the truth that you can't talk nonsense.

True Man Yunyang was thinking, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a very discordant subtle sound.

Bang! Although the sound is subtle, the cultivation level of these disciples of the weapon refining sect present is not low.

Especially everyone was watching the sword that Senior Brother Yitian was refining. This slight sound was clearly heard by everyone.

This slight movement made all the disciples of the weapon refining sect present feel as if they were thundered. Everyone stared at them to death, and their heads were blank.

Because accompanied by this slight movement, there was a sound of swords.

It was a wailing sound, the sword made by the sword! Ping Ping... Yi Tian looked at the sword in front of him in surprise. After the blood sacrifice, he made a sarcastic sound, and then shattered into tiny pieces.

This scene completely shocked everyone present, and every disciple of the weapon refining sect showed an incredible expression on his face.

No one would have thought that things would turn out like this.

Lin Xuan's words came true and fed the sword with blood, which really made the sword destroyed! "This... how is this possible!"

"Every step of Senior Brother Yitian is perfect and impeccable, but why did it fail to reach this last step!"

"Why did this sword collapse with blood sacrifice?... Why!"

"Impossible!"

After a brief silence, there was an amazing burst, and the disciples of the weapon refining sect could not accept the facts in front of them.

No one has ever doubted whether the chief disciple, Senior Brother Yitian, was correct in feeding the sword with blood, because in everyone's eyes, this is the most correct and common thing.

These disciples usually forge magic weapons, and they will use this method to sacrifice and refine them, and there have been no accidents.

But this time, Yi Tian, ​​the chief disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect, spent more than ten years of hard work and many precious materials, actually shattered because of the blood sacrifice! How can this be accepted?

Even Yitian was shocked by the shattering of the sword. He stared at his hands blankly and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

"This..." Yun Yang Zhenren stared at Lin Xuan with a ghost-like expression, and the beard on the corner of his mouth trembled unconsciously.

"Is this guy also proficient in refining weapons?

But since that's the case, why did he ask me to introduce him to the master of refining weapons?"

Yun Yang's eyelids twitched, and when he looked at Lin Xuan, he felt that this guy became more and more mysterious.

Everyone present looked shocked, unexpected and incredible.

Only Jian Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and even had a little joy on his face: "I didn't expect that Brother Lin Xuan is so powerful and he also knows the knowledge of refining weapons!"

"how so?"

After a while, Yitian came to his senses from the shock. He opened his mouth and murmured to ask himself.

The other disciples of the weapon refining sect could not answer his question, and everyone looked at each other because no one knew what happened, which caused the sword to be broken.

Many disciples of the weapon refining sect looked at Lin Xuan, and everyone looked at him, and they were full of confusion.

"The moon is full and the sun is full, and it is perfect."

Lin Xuan sighed and said slowly.

"What?"

All the disciples of the weapon refining sect stared at each other, "What do you mean is that every step of Senior Brother Yitian is too perfect, which leads to the shattering of this sword?"

"What's the crap?"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and felt that Lin Xuan was talking nonsense.

Don’t the weapon refiner want to be perfect when he forges every magic weapon?

But Lin Xuan now said that it was because Brother Yitian’s methods and skills were too perfect that the Zijian was broken. Isn’t this nonsense?

"It's too much... There is no dusty thing in this world?"

The doubts and doubts of the people did not make Lin Xuan retreat. He looked at Yitian, and Yitian also looked at him, "The mother-child sword that has been tempered for thousands of times has no impurities, and is too perfect.

And the blood of the monks is also practiced all year round and has almost no impurities.”

"These two cannot be integrated."

Lin Xuan said in a plain tone, of course, all of this is the old demon's experience in refining weapons, but Lin Xuan used it as a scheming.

"In this way, what should I feed this mother-child sword in the end to achieve success?"

Yitian thought for a moment, looked at Lin Xuan seriously, and asked for advice word by word.

"Use water."

However, Lin Xuan’s answer was even more surprising.
Chapter completed!