I want to plunder the heavens

Chapter 207 Group 31

After struggling for a long time, I finally decided on the naming of the system.

Firmament!

After checking the functions full of joy, Qin Xuan's stinky face stretched for a long time.

The panel bar has nothing but three lines of information.

【Name】: Qin Xuan
【Activation】:0.05%
【Distance】:9265 kilometers
What does the above mean?
Qin Xuan looked completely confused. Except for the first line, which he could understand, he had no idea what the rest meant!
After several days of hard thinking, he found that the [Distance] column was decreasing at a rate of more than 400 kilometers every day.

This speed is almost twice as fast as the high-speed rail on Earth!
Calculated with this progress, the [Distance] column will become 0 within a month!

Of course, research is research, and the problem of hunger still needs to be solved.

Coincidentally, just this morning, the vicious Zhu Zixian felt a breakthrough, and felt itchy for a while.

When I met Qin Xuan who was dressed like a "beggar" by chance, the sense of urgency in my heart became stronger, like a cat's paw.

Using recruitment as bait, they lured Qin Xuan here with only two steamed buns.

Such opportunities are simply enviable for colleagues who are not far away from death, considering Zhu Zixian's current reputation.

Even if they come out in the future, they can at least mix into the four major families of Muyang City, and become a door-to-door guest who eats and waits to die. It is just around the corner to reach the pinnacle of life.

What is speechless is that four of the Wowotou, which can be bought for one dollar, successfully pushed Qin Xuan, who is a time traveler, into the fire pit.

Seeing that he was about to plunge into the molten iron, Qin Xuan's heart was like thousands of grass and mud horses.

That's right!He wanted to scold the street, scold him hard!

However, God didn't give him a chance at all, and he was pushed down by the burly caster Zhu Zixian who was powerless to resist.

At this time, the opponent's eyes were blazing, staring at the hot iron furnace in front of him, and he couldn't help but spread his arms and roared: "Insignificant people of the world! Get ready for cheering applause!"

"I! Zhu Zixian will surely become a unparalleled master of casting, and you will be my first work after becoming famous. A true swordsman will be proud of you."

Qin Xuan: "..."

Go to your uncle!
"I curse you to die badly. Even if my brother really becomes a sword, it must be a magic sword! Whoever uses it will die, and he will have no descendants!"

Qin Xuan's mournful wailing before his death gradually dissipated in the raging fire.

However, Zhu Zixian didn't care about the curse before his death, and his eyes remained on the casting furnace.

I don't know how long the fire has been burning, and the black flame that rose up in an instant is gradually disappearing.

suddenly!

The furnace trembled violently, and a faint purple light could still be seen inside.

Zhu Zixian was startled immediately, and then he was overjoyed: "The purple air coming from the east is an auspicious sign, and it seems that a rare treasure has been born!"

With excitement, he suddenly poured molten iron into the sword fan, clamped out the sword embryo after cooling, and kept beating with the hammer.

In an instant, there was a rhythmic sound of hammering iron in the casting furnace.

The project was indeed huge, and it was not until late at night that Zhu Zixian was able to polish the long sword.

Overjoyed, he put the red-hot iron sword in his hand into the ice-cold water brought down from Yunxue Mountain.

呲呲呲!
After the water vapor in the quenching pool dissipated, Zhu Zixian couldn't wait to step forward to see the true content of the "spiritual weapon"!

But just looking at it for a moment, his face turned gloomy.

A dark seven-foot long sword, ordinary, no different from the iron swords forged by apprentices in the casting room!
Are there any characteristics?
The only conspicuous place is probably that there is a red spot on the top of the sword, which looks like a drop of coagulated blood!
For this reason, Zhu Zixian wiped it several times with a wet wipe, but he couldn't wipe it off!

"Is it the legendary self-obstruction?" With an uneasy mood, he picked up the sharpening knife in his hand and started to sharpen the long sword.

All conjectures can only be known after the opening.

Fortunately, the process went very smoothly without any resistance.

It took less than half a stick of incense to complete the work, but the result was a bit embarrassing.

Staring at the sharp edge, Zhu Zixian heaved a long sigh, but no vision appeared, obviously he failed!

Just thinking about the purple energy coming from the east just now, I couldn't help but doubt my judgment.

Fortunately, he was not reckless. Although he was angry, he still picked up the long sword and looked carefully.

It was good if he didn't look at it at first, but after looking at it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What the hell? It's a gradeless waste sword!" Even the best mentality collapsed at this moment.

Do you know that a sword without a grade can still be called a sword?It is no different from the butcher's knife in the slaughterhouse!
It's a pity that it seems that even the butcher's knife is not as good as it is now.

Just when Zhu Zaixian picked up the long sword and hacked east and west, he suddenly found that the lethality of this thing was a bit embarrassing, and it couldn't even cut a piece of paper.

However, there is nothing to say about the hardness. After cutting the iron stone for a long time, there is not even a gap.

It is known that when casting, he is very focused and strives for excellence in every process. He uses the best copperite, fine cloud iron and other precious materials, and even mixes in extremely rare meteorite gold.

Every process step can be described as interlocking, it is unimaginable to create such a broken thing!

The pinnacle of life that I had imagined a second ago is like a shadow bubble at this moment, becoming elusive and out of reach.

At this time, Zhu Zixian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Ben still wanted to stay calm for a while, but unexpectedly there was a slight noise from the side of the window.

Although the sound is very slight, it is very obvious in the quiet night.

"Who?" Zhu Zixian, who had eyes and ears, growled in a low voice.

The people outside the window were obviously terrified and fled in shock, and the sound of scattered and hurried footsteps came out in bursts.

The murky Zhu Zixian picked up the proud masterpiece in front of him and rushed out, using his body skills with all his strength, and caught up with the target in just two breaths.

Only then did I realize that this person was Zhu Jianlu, a new apprentice!
He is usually a little clever, but he is diligent in his work, but his talent in sword making is a bit average.

At this moment, Zhu Zixian, who was holding a long sword, blocked the way of the young apprentice. The aura emanating from his body made the latter's legs tremble in fear.

"Have you seen it all?"

"No, I didn't see anything!" The little apprentice cried, "Master Zhu, please let me go! I really didn't see anything!"

Zhu Zixian didn't say much, but the blood in the air stained the long sword in his hand red.

I have to say that this young apprentice is also a miserable master. He probably wanted to learn from his master, but unfortunately he chose the wrong day.

If there was no such thing as casting a living person out of blood, perhaps Zhu Zixian would still be lenient.

As for now?

I'm afraid it's impossible.

(End of this chapter)