The morning in Huangquan Village seemed a bit deserted because there was no Qingluan.

In addition, the woman in the white dress was not at home, so Li Xiuyuan, who transformed into Po Meng, seemed even more boring.

When he got up early, he didn't practice swordplay, but read a book for a while while leaning against the window. The sentences he read in his mouth were the simplest introduction to rhythm.

Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei faces Jiangdong.

The Qingshu Palace in the world and the Guanghan Palace in the sky.

After reading for half an hour, he remembered what the woman in the white dress said to him when she left.

He got up and searched around the living room. Sure enough, there was a black iron block wrapped in black cloth under the wooden table in front of the window. It seemed extremely heavy when he got it, not much lighter than his Shura Sword.

Silently he took out his Shura Sword and stroked it gently, thinking that if he added this piece of divine iron from Under the Nine Nethers to the Shura Sword, he would probably have to start practicing swordsmanship again.

The Shura Sword already weighed three hundred kilograms. If this unknown piece of black iron was added to it, it would probably weigh at least five hundred kilograms after being recast.

If he really forged himself a heavy sword weighing 500 kilograms, I'm afraid it would be unique in the entire Shura battlefield.

With nothing to do, he didn't know when the two girls would come back from the Nine Netherworld, so he thought about recasting the sword as the woman in the white dress said.

With the experience of reforging in the wild, this answer should be easier.

Thinking of this, he placed the casting table that had not been used for a long time at the back of the yard near the spring. After preparing all the items, he cooked a pot of meat porridge and prepared lunch.

I ate porridge and drank two cups of tea.

I went to the Wangchuan Bridge to make soup, and half way back home, I put the black sacred iron in the sword trough, lit up the dragon's fire and burned it away.

What surprised him was that it only took him less than an hour to get the piece of Heavenly Iron from his melting master Long Qingfeng in the wild wilderness.

But the inconspicuous black magic iron didn't start to melt until half past noon.

Calculating this, it would take him two hours to melt this magical iron.

From this point of view, if the weight of this heavy sword reaches 500 kilograms after being recast, I guess I will have to practice my swordsmanship again.

And the piece of black iron in front of you is so difficult to melt. It is estimated that when the sword is completed, it will be the divine sword that the master calls it.

He dragged a chair and sat down beside the sword-making platform, looking at the blazing dragon fire, hehehe giggled.

Unexpectedly, the divine sword that no one in the Shura Realm could forge was about to come out of his hands.

He stretched out his slightly trembling fingers and stroked the heavy sword. At this moment, no one could share his feelings. When these two women came back, the heavy sword would have been forged.

As long as the heavy sword is reforged, and after the two girls find the Bianganhua on this trip, he can find a way to return to the Shura battlefield and kill everyone there.

At the moment, except for the two girls from Huangquan Village, probably no one can understand his mood.

Even the Phoenix Spirit who went to Damengze on the battlefield of Shura could only understand that he was anxious to regain his memory.

After resting for a while, he got up and went back to the front room, made another spiritual tea, and stayed for a while before returning to the backyard.

Watching the dragon's fire continue to burn, watching the black iron gradually melting, he gently stroked the Shura heavy sword and sighed.

He murmured: "Brother Sword Spirit, my recasting is for your own good. Don't you abandon me?"

The heavy sword made a clear "buzz!" sound, as if in response to his request.

After stroking the sword for a moment, he finally sent the heavy sword into the dragon's flames, and then watched a burst of flames rise...

Then he watched the melted black iron slowly wrap the epee...

After just waiting for a quarter of an hour, he took out the sword embryo with iron pliers, swung the hammer and slammed it down on the sword-making platform...

Trying hard is definitely not enough.

Back when he was in the wild Wolong Mountain, he had dropped tens of thousands of hammers, but the reforged sword in front of him was much heavier than before.

Moreover, the added divine iron is also different. Without more than 100,000 forgings, it is unlikely that the sword shape will be polished.

One dull sound after another echoed in the small courtyard, and I was sweating profusely.

As the hammer in his hand rang loudly, he concentrated his energy and felt as if he had become one with the hammer in his hand.

After a while, I found the same feeling I had when I was forging swords in Wolong Mountain.

The body is a sword, and the heaven and earth are hammers.

The transformation of divine objects requires humans.

Refining the body to make things, refining things to take shape.

Putting the soul into the sword, it looks like crazy.

A hundred times...

A thousand times...

Ten thousand times...

Finally, exhausted, he slumped down on the chair beside the sword-making platform and gasped for air.

He carried the bucket and poured cold spring water on the sword embryo on the sword-making platform. He heard a boom and a wave of heat rushed up.

He waved his hand to dissipate the heat, looked down at the sword embryo in his hand, and instantly turned it into a black iron rod.

The black sword embryo is covered with hammer marks of varying sizes.

"This divine iron is indeed a treasure. It will be even sharper when mixed into the Shura sword!" He muttered weakly, placed the sword embryo on the sword-making platform, carried the bucket, and walked to the edge of the spring.

"I'm so exhausted, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." While washing, he looked up at the sky. After less than two hours of rest, he still had to go on duty on the bridge.

He had a feeling of relief, which was completely different from the feeling when he recast the Prajna Sword before.

Fortunately, my body has already faded, otherwise it would be like a dream to forge a perfect epee.

...

Back in the house, I lay on the bed and looked out the window at the flying flowers. I thought it was spring when I came to Wangchuan. Will I have to wait until it snows before I can go back?

Next, before the second daughter comes back, we need to carefully plan our daily practice.

In the morning, I spent an hour going to the back mountain to pick spiritual herbs, and another hour going to the bridge to make soup, and then came back for lunch.

In the afternoon, I spent two hours recasting the Shura Sword, leaving some energy to read. In the evening, I had to go to the bridge to watch the sentient beings crossing the bridge.

After making this arrangement, he suddenly felt that he had no free time every day. Apart from the fact that there were still a lot of magical herbs that could be used to make soup in the next few days, he would have to go to the mountains to pick magical herbs and elixirs in a few days.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh a few times. Practicing without pressure will indeed make people lazier and lazier.

...

However, after Phoenix Spirit returned to Damengze with Xiao Long'er and the other two, Nangong Ruyu and Phoenix Spirit asked about Li Xiuyuan's situation. Xiao Qing pulled Xiao Long'er aside, and the two of them whispered.

Phoenix Spirit looked at Nangong Ruyu and sighed: "He has already reached the Forgotten River. No matter how hard I try, I can't see everything there."

Nangong Ruyu looked at her and sighed, and said: "Master came to the Shura battlefield with the intention of recovering his memory. He never thought that he would be forced to leave the Shura battlefield by his senior..."

The Phoenix Spirit was stunned, staring at her blankly and speechless.

"Sister, you don't have to worry about your brother. Only your brother can leave the entire Shura battlefield. Even Sister Phoenix is ​​powerless." Xiao Long'er, who was chatting with Xiao Qing, raised his head and looked at her and said.

Phoenix Spirit nodded, looked at the two of them and said, "Fortunately, he didn't break through to the cave, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to let him take this risk."

Nangong Ruyu was about to ask about her master, but when she was interrupted by Xiaoqing and Xiaolonger, she couldn't help but glare at the two girls.

"Senior, what do you mean? Are you saying that if my master broke through to the cave before, he would not be able to get out?"

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Long'er and said, "Didn't Xiao Long'er say that you want to practice? All this has passed, and I haven't seen any movement from you?"

"I'm waiting for Sister Fenghuang." Xiao Longer looked at her coming with Fenghuang and replied with a small mouth.

"I'm afraid that if he breaks through to the cave, he will never be able to come in again!" Phoenix Spirit replied: "You two have had enough fun, let's start tomorrow. I will prepare the elixir for you."

alright!"

"So that's the case. It seems to be God's will. Master, he has never been in a hurry to break through. It turns out that he was waiting to find the elixir for his seniors. What do you think..."

After Nangong Ruyu finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Long'er and said with a smile: "Xiao Long'er, if you practice again, will you grow up?"

"I didn't know, I have to wait until Xiao Long'er wakes up!"

Xiao Long'er stared at the Phoenix Spirit with wide eyes and a confused look on his face and asked: "Sister Phoenix, will Xiao Long'er have to sleep for a long time this time? Will I starve?"

Xiao Qing curled her lips and said with a smile: "Xiao Long'er, you are just a little pig, you know how to eat when it's late."

Phoenix Spirit watched the conversation between the three women, shook his head and said: "From tomorrow on, the three of you will have to practice together. I hope you can complete your respective nirvana and evolution before Li Xiuyuan comes back."

After speaking, he glanced at Nangong Ruyu again.

He held her hand and said seriously: "Don't forget, you have to complete the first round of Phoenix Nirvana. This is the most troublesome and dangerous thing, so you have to be more careful..."

Xiao Longer also nodded vigorously, looked at Nangong Ruyu and said: "Sister, what you said makes sense. Sister, you have to be careful. Don't miss your brother..."

The four of them deliberated for a long time and finally decided to start practicing from tomorrow and not play any more.

Nangong Ruyu looked at the Phoenix Spirit and then at Xiaoqing. After holding back for a long time, she asked softly: "Senior, will I be in danger this time... just in case...

.You can save my life."

Xiaoqing was stunned after hearing this.

Xiao Longer was also stunned.
To be continued...