Two days later in the morning.

Jiang Fuxian was standing in the yard, holding half of the dim snow jade in her hand. If Chen Mu's half was nearby, the snow jade would light up.

Qin Nishang walked to Jiang Fuxian, smiled and said respectfully: "Senior sister, why don't you continue waiting for junior brother here, I'll go back first."

"I still have to go back and prepare for the tribulation."

Jiang Fuxian shook his head slightly, he put away the half of the snow jade. If Chen Mu was at home, he could have played in the Chen family for two more days.

Qin Nishang was shocked, "Training the Tribulation?" If Jiang Fuxian passed the Tribulation in the Immortal Realm, it would be difficult to come back. If he passed the Tribulation in the Immortal World, he would be very likely to die and disappear.

"Junior sister, why are you stunned?"

"Senior sister, I'm thinking, you can't choose to go through the tribulation in the mortal world, right?"

Jiang Fuxian smiled slightly and said calmly: "Yes, I am going to overcome the tribulation in the mortal world."

Qin Nishang used to think that Jiang Fuxian would go to the fairy world to overcome tribulation because her realm was too high, and even if she did not take the initiative to overcome tribulation, it would lead to heavenly tribulation.

"Because of junior brother?"

“Not exactly.”

Qin Nishang didn't know whether to persuade her. Although she didn't like Jiang Fuxian, she didn't want to see her die. From ancient times to the present, many powerful people from Lingyun Sect fell in the heavenly tribulation. They used their lives to prove that the mortal world could not survive the tribulation and become immortals.

While they were talking.

Tang Wan and Chen Yao came to the courtyard.

"Auntie, Yaoyao."

Jiang Fuxian treated them as relatives.

Tang Wan's eyes were filled with joy, "Yaoyao heard that you were going back today, so she specially prepared a gift."

Chen Yao is a beautiful little fairy. She raised the slender purple wood box with her hands, with a smile in her eyes, and said crisply: "Sister Fuxian, I chose this jade hairpin. I hope you like it."

Jiang Fuxian accepted the gift. She opened the box and saw a jade hairpin that looked like white snow. It was very beautiful. "Thank you Yaoyao, my sister likes it very much."

Tang Wan was holding a white sachet in her hand and was a little embarrassed to speak, "Fuxian, this is the sachet that my aunt prepared temporarily, and it was not very good..."

"Auntie, this sachet looks very beautiful and fragrant, I like it very much." Jiang Fuxian's smile was like a flower, which made Tang Wan feel particularly close.

Chen Yao walked up to Qin Nishang, and she took out the red box, "Sister Nishang, this is the earrings chosen by my mother and I. I hope you like it."

Qin Nishang likes to dress up, but she doesn't have the habit of wearing earrings. She took them and said with a smile: "Thank you Yaoyao, thank you aunt."

That night, Chen Mu did not come back, and Qin Nishang and Jiang Fuxian left the Chen family.

Chen Mu, who was far away in the sword casting city, also felt a sense. He murmured in his heart, "Fuxian's wife and Senior Sister Qin have never been incompatible, so they can actually come to the Chen family together."

Chen Mu couldn't figure it out, so he asked them again when he went back. At this time, Wu Qingling rushed to Beiyuan, and she said excitedly with a little face: "Brother Chen Mu, grandpa is preparing to forge the sword at midnight. I will take you to the sword-making ground now."

When Chen Ying and Xiaoqi heard that they wanted to forge swords, they were happier than Chen Mu. They both soared into the air first. Chen Mu and Bai Qinghuan followed Wu Qingling to the most important sword-making ground in the Wu family.

There is a sword furnace more than three feet high here, with three legs, which are very similar to the alchemy furnace. There are two circular windows on the furnace body, and you can see the burning flames inside, and the scorching flames illuminate the surroundings.

The young sword-casting masters of the Wu family and the older sword-casting masters are all here. Wu Yuan bowed to Chen Mu, "My friend, it's still time to regret it now."

Chen Mu bowed and bowed, "Senior Wu, you are the best swordsman in the world, I believe in you."

To gain Chen Mu's trust, Wu Yuan solemnly said: "Don't worry, even if I fight for this life, I will have to be successfully forged."

After saying that.

Wu Yuan stood on the sword-casting platform.

In front of him was a sword furnace, with cold pool water on both sides, and a group of older swordsmen sat cross-legged behind Wu Yuan to provide him with help.

Chen Mu and the others watched from a distance.

Wu Yong and Wu Qingling stood beside him.

Midnight.

The starry sky is the brightest at this time.

Wu Yuan raised his arm, and two rays of flaming spiritual power were injected into the sword furnace. The entire furnace soared into the air, with hot flames inside, but no flames overflowed from the window.

The sword furnace rose to a height of a hundred feet.

The temperature of the sword furnace is also rising.

The Tianhuo Furnace is like the sun, and it is hard to see directly at the naked eye. The ordinary juniors of the Wu family can no longer hold on to leave. Only the junior geniuses and the older generation can barely look at the Tianhuo Furnace in the sky.

Chen Mu looked at his sister beside him. Chen Ying could look directly at Tianhuofu with her naked eyes, and was completely unaffected. She looked petite and cute, but her body was comparable to a ferocious cub.

Wu Yuan controlled the temperature of the Tianhuo Furnace, and immortal gold kept falling into the sword furnace. Even the indestructible immortal gold melted in the sword furnace.

"What a strong sword furnace!"

Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh, and Wu Qingling smiled sweetly, "There is a Tianhuo Stone in this sword furnace, also called the Tianhuo Stove. It suppressed the true immortal a long time ago."

"It's a pity that the Tianhuo Stone is about to be exhausted, and it's hard to use the Tianhuo Stone in the future." Wu Yong couldn't help but sigh. The sword furnace does not have Tianhuo Stone, and it's no different from the decoration. At most, it can be forged an ordinary spiritual sword.

Wu Yuan activated the temperature of the Tianhuo Furnace to the extreme, and the surrounding space was twisting, so he barely melted all the immortal gold and divine irons, but they did not merge, but intertwined each other.

An older swordsman put the mother stones prepared in advance into the Tianhuo Furnace, and colorful aurora appeared in the swordsman's furnace. The entire swordsman's city could see strange phenomena, and the light originated from the immortal gold and divine iron.

Countless people and immortal cultivators looked at the martial family.

Chen Mu saw the mother stone of all things devouring the surrounding immortal gold and divine iron. They gradually condensed together and finally merged into liquid metal.

Just melting the immortal gold, Wu Yuan was already sweating profusely. The most important process was to forge the immortal sword. The older sword-casting master behind him was providing energy to Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan threw the Qingyun Sword.

The Qingyun Sword floats in the middle of the sword furnace.

The melted liquid metal wrapped the Qingyun Sword, and a hammer condensed with flames appeared in the sword furnace.

The fire hammer kept pounding at the Qingyun Sword, and the sound was like thunder.

Click!

The entire Qingyun Sword was broken!

The Qingyun Sword was completely broken and shattered into many pieces, and black smoke kept coming out.

"Hey, it's broken!"

Chen Ying didn't feel that it was wonderful.

"It's over, it's over, the sword is broken!"

Wu Qingling was very nervous and wanted to run away.

Wu Yong said in a deep voice: "It is a normal process to recast the broken sword, don't make a fuss."

"That's good."

Wu Qingling patted her chest, and even Chen Mu was shocked by her shock.

While controlling the temperature of the sword furnace, Wu Yuan controlled the strength of the thrashing. The broken Qingyun Sword was glued to the Immortal Gold and Divine Iron.

Chen Mu doesn't know how to forge a sword.

It can be seen that Wu Yuan is very struggling.

The broken Qingyun Sword is constantly fusing with immortal gold and divine iron, and the sword body is gradually intact.

Wu Yong looked solemn and said, "It's not great. Although the mother stone of all things can stabilize the immortal gold divine iron and forge the Qingyun Sword, it must be broken and recast, but it is broken too much. The amount of these immortal gold divine irons is not enough, and it's still a little short."

A slight difference can lead to a thousand miles of mistakes. There cannot be a slight mistake in the forging of a sword.

"Wu Ren, spare the Immortal Gold!"

Wu Yuan shouted loudly, and the middle-aged man in black nearby threw a piece of green fairy gold. The fairy gold entered the Tianhuo Furnace and melted and was absorbed by the Qingyun Sword.

As the fire hammer continued to hit, the cracks on the Qingyun Sword became fewer and fewer, but there were still several obvious cracks.

Wu Yuan can forcibly beat the cracks on the Qingyun Sword disappear, but the forged fairy sword will leave weaknesses. As a sword-casting master, he will not allow such a thing to happen.

A long red sword suddenly rushed towards the sword furnace, and all the Wu family members around were shocked. It was the patriarch's sword. Chen Mu frowned. The sword was intact and contained rare immortal gold.

Wu Yuan was about to sacrifice his sword to forge the Qingyun Sword, and tears were shining in his eyes.

"Senior, don't force it!"

Chen Mu raised his hand and grabbed the sword from the air.

Wu Yuan said in a deep voice: "My friend, I have decided, please don't stop me."

Chen Mu forced the sword back.

Wu Yuan's eyes were unwilling to accept it. Chen Mu sensed the abnormal movement in the Sumeru ring. The nine broken swords were restless. Chen Mu took out the nine broken swords and rushed directly to the sword furnace.

Chen Mu did not control them, and these broken swords wanted to release the last light.

Chen Mu did not stop him and said solemnly: "I will take you to fight in the future!"

When Wu Yuan saw hope, he continued to forge his sword. Nine remaining swords melted in the sword furnace, and nine wisps of fairy light melted into the Qingyun Sword. Wu Yuan disheveled his hair and kept hitting the Qingyun Sword, with the same force every time.

All the cracks on the Qingyun Sword disappeared. With tens of thousands of repeated knocks, the strength of each part of the sword was the same. Although Wu Yuan was exhausted, his old face smiled.
To be continued...