"To be honest, it's a bit difficult." Huai Shi was silent for a moment and said bluntly: "Although the activation of Nirvana regeneration is very convenient, it is probably difficult to find materials that can match it."

“The materials are provided by the Institute of Existence.”

The masked weirdo on the co-pilot spoke, and the electronic sound did not fluctuate at all: "You just need to speak."

"Then I'll give it a try."

Huai Shi replied: "But it may not be guaranteed to succeed."

He closed the box and took a last look at the visitors:

"plz follow me."

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Fifteen minutes later, all the casting centers were cleared.

Just under the huge casting furnace, the pale alchemy fire had rekindled.

Huai Shi looked down at the long knife in the box, reached out and reassembled all the components. The vicissitudes of the sharp blade made a shattering sound in his hands.

As if he was resisting his control, he was unwilling to be driven by others.

But in the end, there was no strength to support it, and soon, he returned to silence.

Huai Shi also breathed a sigh of relief after a detailed inspection.

"It's just that the source quality is scarce, and the internal miracle has collapsed." He looked at the blade and felt the echo in the steel: "The alchemy matrix and structure are not damaged at all. No, it should have been maintained, right? The process is quite careful, and there is no difference between it and the original part."

This is also natural.

No matter how far, it is a precious weapon collected by the royal family. Yingzhou’s famous Five Swords of the World are already an important relic that is inseparable from the history and past of this country.

Because of this, Huai Shi wondered why they looked for themselves because of this.

It’s not that the great master Yingzhou can’t afford it, it’s just a matter of how much it costs. Moreover, there is also the Insurance Academy here, so there is no need to find an outsider like himself to maintain such a basic foundation.

But since there is a sucker coming to deliver money, can you still retreat outside the door?

Huai Shi issued a list of more than five times the actual materials without hesitation, just to see if these mysterious guys from the Insurance Academy are willing to pay.

As a result, when the masked monster opened the box beside him, the materials written on the Huai Shi list were all available, and even three times more.

There must be something wrong with this group of people.

But if people want money, they want things to give things, and they bring their own ingredients, they will be fooled by Xiaohuai to make a boiled noodles with white water, and open the door to business. How can they care about so much?

Just do it.

Soon, under the protection of Huai Shi, a real evil intention appeared again on the ancient sword that had declined in its original nature, and a sharp and cold aura rose into the sky.

The ancient sword blade made a loud whistle, just waved it casually, and the sharp breath cuts into gaps on the walls and floors.

"Fortunately, I'm not disgraced." Huai Shi turned his sword back and handed it over: "Or, do you want to see the effect further?"

The masked monster didn't take the thing, just nodded slightly: "It's for this."

"Okay, I know you love to watch this."

Huai Shi sighed, pushed open the door next to her and walked into the innermost layer of the casting center, the area formed by layers of thick walls and cages.

Feeling the malice coming from the relics in my hand, I sighed and held it up again:

"Casting, start!"

At that moment, steel spread out on Huai Shi's right hand, and the casting furnace formed by Nemo's engine roared, and a large amount of source and mass was poured into it, covering every inch of steel from the inside out.

Give miracles, forge, rebirth, and even...revitalize!

The terrifying gravity emerged from the blade, and the greedy Taotie took away one-third of Huai Shi's source material in just a moment. Immediately after, after being given enough power, the Great Dian Taiguangshi in his hand burst out one struggling force after another, flying out of his hand.

In an instant, it was nailed into the center of the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp sound of steel friction appeared, and the narrow blade suddenly began to expand, and a huge arm that had been several meters long suddenly poked out from it, grasping the earth, leaving four deep gullies.

Then, there was the second arm, an extremely huge body, and even a head...

In the end, amid the proliferation of countless iron lights, a harsh roar suddenly burst out.

The last shackles were torn to pieces.

The huge shadow slowly rose, a pair of amber vertical pupils sagged, looking at the overestimating defender in front of him.

It was like a monkey and baboon, but it was wearing armor that only generals had. The thin face was covered with bright oil paint, and the hair was towering like a copper needle. When they collided with each other, sparks were rubbed.

The iron ape, which is more than ten meters high and is wearing the crown of the sun wheel, supports its body and vents its violent ferocity.

Then, he raised his hand and slammed it roughly at Huai Shi, who was so close to him.

Huai Shi had no expression on her face and was about to move, but she heard footsteps from behind her.

A thin palm stretched out from behind him, raised it, spreading its slightly trembling five fingers, and ate the shocking blow.

Stay still!

When Huai Shi looked back in shock, she saw the thin figure behind her.

My face was covered with wrinkles and age spots, drooling, my hair was disordered, and there was still a remnant of the needle on my arms...

Sword Master Shangquan!

"Very good...Huai Shi...you did...very good..."

The Sword Saint, who was obviously as angry as a slept, stepped forward and passed him, and finally said: "The next thing is, you just need to stand on the side..."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand.

Behind him, the follower rushed over, knelt on the ground, and presented an ordinary sword with both hands.

When the sword fell into the thin palm, it burst out with a whistling sound of swords that were no less than the world's five swords!

"Hey, I haven't seen you for so many years..."

Under the cover of white hair, the old face grinned and laughed in a choking and coughing: "You guy, aren't you doing well?"

The giant ape lowered their eyes.

Looking down at the pale human in front of me, I frowned, but soon seemed to remember something. Gradually, I suddenly realized that the voice of a human was made: "It's you guy again, Shangquan - I'm so old, are you still unwilling to be lonely?"

"Yes."

The Sword Saint nodded, saliva hanging like silk: "Like you."

"If that's the case, it's like a swordsman." said the giant ape: "I'll help you."

"Thank you."

The Sword Saint laughed: "But you are still far from......"

At that moment, the old man waved his sword.

It was clearly deep underground, separated by countless obstacles, but at this moment, the people present clearly heard the whistling sound from the sky, like a hurricane sweeping by.

Immediately afterwards, the sword blade flashed away, and the lingering sound spread, like a magnificent bell coming from a palace!

Deaf and shocking!

The giant ape staggered back and a deep crack appeared on the armor and body.

"This stance is called...Sword of the Sky City..."

Shangquan asked without looking back: "Did you see clearly?"

Huai Shi nodded.

"How much did you know?" Shangquan asked again.

Huai Shi thought for a moment, shrugged helplessly: "I can only say... I have gained something."

"Ha, a guy who has no sense of understanding."

The Sword Saint shook his head, as if he had given up the idea of ​​on-site teaching. He held his hands on the hilt of the sword, held them tightly, held them high, and aimed at the opponent in front of him.

The famous sword in the world after its revitalization, the killing crystals left by countless swordsmen in Yingzhou’s history!

This is so arrogant.

roar:

"--Come!"

The Great Ceremony grinned, and the Iron Giant Ape didn't care about the newly added scars on its body. When the hands that looked like humans raised, the endless empty flowing water blade aimed at Shangquan's face from afar.

They stalemate each other.

In the dead silence, only the air whines. When the will of nothingness collides with each other from this narrow cage, everything is frozen by the biting murderous intent.

Huai Shi couldn't help but take a step back.

Feel the things brewing in that aging body...

The decaying source, the soul on the verge of collapse, the dying body, even the disordered breathing, the difficult heartbeat... none of this can stop the true awakening of the sleeping power in the dark.
To be continued...