Everyone was stunned.

No one expected that the heart protection mirror made by the blacksmith would break Yun Potian's sword in just one impact.

Yun Potian was very depressed. He originally wanted to show his skills in front of the leader, but he was frustrated again.

but.

He is tough and braver as he gets frustrated. He is not depressed at all because of this failure.

He held the broken sword in his hand and bowed to the blacksmith, "I admire you."

"Don't dare."

The blacksmith smiled honestly and bowed his fists to return the gift.

The blacksmith is a very simple person. He feels that Yun Potian’s sword is broken because of him and he must be responsible.

then.

He picked up the broken sword from the ground, and then passed the other half of the broken sword from Yun Potian's hand, put all the broken swords into the stove, burned them for a while, and then grabbed them out with a clip.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Then start knocking.

After a while of beating, he threw two pieces of broken swords into the stove, then took a lump of iron from the side and threw them into the stove.

soon.

The two pieces of swords and iron lumps were all burning red.

The blacksmith cleverly clamped out two broken swords and iron lumps, and dinged and knocked them. The two broken swords actually merged into one, and all the red iron lumps were integrated into the sword.

It was another ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-d

Thorns-

The sword penetrated deep into the water, and a scattered hot air emerged from the water surface.

A moment later, a sword that was as full as autumn water appeared in front of everyone.

"Good sword!!!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Yun Potian couldn't help but exclaim.

The blacksmith smiled honestly, handed the sword to Yun Potian, and said, "I'm really sorry, I broke your sword, and now I've returned the sword to you."

Yun Potian was not pretentious, so he reached out to find a sword. He picked up a few sword flowers and suddenly felt cold and showed his sharpness.

He couldn't help swallowing hard, his heart pounding, and his blood boiling.

"Nine-grade sword! You actually upgraded my sword to a higher level and built it into a ninth-grade sword!"

Yun Potian was both surprised and happy. He really liked this big sword too much.

The blacksmith scratched his head, smiled honestly, and said, "It's just a matter of raising one's hands."

He looked at Fan Jian in the tent and asked, "Sect Master, how do you think of my skills? Are you qualified to join your disciple?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Fan Jian smiled and said, "Of course that's OK. Welcome to join my sect."

Zhou Yan immediately took out the roster, the blacksmith took the brush and wrote two rough words on the roster - Li Si.

"Your name is Li Si?"

Fan Jian asked with a smile.

The blacksmith smiled and said, "The leader, that's right, I'm just called Li Si. The three sisters above are ranked fourth by the ranking, so my father named me Li Si."

"Li Si, a good name."

Fan Jian exclaimed.

Li Si smiled honestly and scratched his head.

Wang Xiaocao looked at Fan Jian in surprise.

She thought to herself: Does the head of the sect have the habit of praising other people's names?

With the joining of the blacksmith Li Si, now, four disciples have gathered under Fan Jian.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Senior brother Zhou Yan, the scholarly spirit.

The second senior brother Yun Potian is a genius in swordsmanship.

Third senior sister Wang Xiaocao, embroidery group.

The fourth junior brother Li Si is proficient in iron making craftsmanship.

All four are talented.

Next, a few people came to sign up, but they were all crooked. Not to mention Fan Jian, even Zhou Yan looked down on them.

Seeing that the sun was about to set off west, Fan Jian planned to lead his disciples to leave Fengming City and return to Sansi Mountain.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over from the sun that was falling west.

"I heard that you recruit disciples? They recruit geniuses specifically? Look, can I?"

The middle-aged man wore a gray long gown, his hair was combed meticulously, his chin and beard on his lips were shaved, and his white teeth were exposed as he opened his mouth and spoke.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He was not old, but his face was full of vicissitudes. I really don’t know what he had experienced.

Zhou Yan said: "What are your specialties? Use it to see if you are qualified to join the head of our sect."

The vicissitudes of life nodded.

He reached out and took out a sand table from his arms.

Holding the sand table, he said to Zhou Yan: "I am a formation master, but they don't agree with my formation."

Said so.

He gently slanted the sand tray in his hand, and in an instant, endless yellow sand fell from the sky, and the entire square was about to be buried by the yellow sand.

The yellow sand that covers the sky and the sun appears majestic under the reflection of the setting sun, and it is very powerful and powerful to swallow mountains and rivers.

"Good formation!"

Fan Jian stood up in shock.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Zhou Yan's eyes trembled suddenly.

Yun Potian couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword tightly.

Wang Xiaocao tightened the embroidery needle in his hand.

Tang Long was so scared that he fought with his face as if he was earthy.

What a terrifying formation master.

As soon as you take action, the wind and clouds change color, the endless yellow sand is almost buried, and the entire square is covered.

All the onlookers around were so scared that they ran away with their heads in their arms.

Fan Jian smiled and said, "Master, please take away the magical powers. If you don't take away the magical powers, all the onlookers will be scared to death by the fire."

The vicissitudes of life nodded with a smile.

He held the flat sand table with both hands, and no longer had yellow sand falling.

The whole square became calm.

And at this time.

Such a huge square is empty.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Only countless tents were left swaying in the cold wind.

The scene of the yellow sand that had been burying the entire square was almost gone without a trace.

"What's going on? Could it be that I had hallucinations just now?"

Tang Long rubbed his eyes hard.

Fan Jian was also very curious.

This is the first time he has come into contact with the formation master since he traveled through time. Unexpectedly, the formation master was so imposing as soon as he took action.

Fan Jian lowered his head and looked out of the tent, and saw a touch of yellow sand on the ground.

Unexpectedly, such a little yellow sand poured out from the sand table, which caused such a shooting scene. The formation master's methods are really not simple.

After putting away the sand table, the vicissitudes of life bowed to Fan Jian and said, "Master, I wonder if I am qualified to join the Sansishan Gate?"

Fan Jian waved his hand and said, "Of course, we need geniuses like you in the Three and Four Mountains. They don't like your formation. The leader thinks this is a flying immortal from the sky! They don't like such a magical formation. They are simply blind."

After hearing Fan Jian say this, the man who has experienced many vicissitudes is extremely excited.

"Thank you for your praise."

The vicissitudes of life gave Fan Jian a deep bow.

Zhou Yan took out the roster and asked him to write his name on it.

He wiped his hands carefully with the hem of his clothes, then took the brush with both hands, dipped it ink, and wrote two words in a normal manner - Chen Zhi.
To be continued...