The most intelligent general in the world

Wei Zhuang's gaze swept across Zhang Liang coldly, and deliberately lingered on Mo Ya for a while. Finally, he put the sword back into the scabbard without hesitation, turned around and left without saying anything more.

At this moment, there are only more than ten members left in the White Bird Organization, but each of them is battle-hardened and skilled in various assassination methods.

Ji Wuye was ruthless when training them. From the beginning of training to the time they were able to perform their missions, the survival rate was less than one in ten, and most people died during training.

Although these people were not loyal to Mo Ya, they did not dare to rebel under the majesty of Mo Ya. Just like when the base was surrounded and attacked before, no one chose to surrender.

"Let's go too." Zhang Liang glanced at the white bird assassins, then said to the black crow.

"Yes, sir!" Mo Ya saluted with his fists and quickly adapted to his status as a subordinate.

Zhang Liang led Mo Ya and others straight to the newly built Taoist temple. He was not afraid of whether the secret of the Taoist temple would be leaked.

"Take a break. Starting tomorrow, we will work to eliminate the assassin organization." Zhang Liang gave the order in a calm tone.

"As ordered!"

Mo Ya looked at this Taoist temple and couldn't help feeling shocked. But when he saw Zhang Liang's departing back, he inexplicably felt a bit more respect for him.

Zhang Liang went straight back to his residence in Xinzheng City. The next morning, Zhang's residence began to move, and more than half of the people left Xinzheng and headed straight for the Taoist temple in the south of the city.

The people who stayed in Zhang's Mansion were still sticking to their posts, but the main figures in the mansion had long left and the important items had been moved away. Although Zhang's Mansion was still magnificent, it lacked popularity and seemed more empty.

The Jade Tiger continuously delivers various items to the dojo, including decorations, daily necessities, weapons and armor, as well as sharp tools for setting up mechanisms.

However, Zhang Liang was not too concerned about all this. He handed over the affairs in his hands to his subordinates and began to practice in seclusion in the Taoist temple.

This time, Zhang Liang no longer practiced or refined pills, but planned to refine spiritual tools. Compared with refining pills, his refining skills were more unfamiliar, but he did not need to be proficient in the refining methods of various different elixirs like refining pills. For refining tools, Zhang Liang only needed to refine one or two spiritual tools.

Over the past six years, Zhang Liang has been preparing and researching. Although he has not started yet, he has already figured out the key steps of refining the weapon very thoroughly.

In his secret room, Zhang Liang sat cross-legged, with various minerals and three weapons placed beside him: one was the Changsheng Sword he usually used, the sword body of which was made of star iron; the other was the Lingxu Sword passed down from generation to generation in the Zhang family, forged with void stone as the main material; and there was also a sledgehammer, which was bought from a farmer's auction.

Zhang Liang calmed down and adjusted his state. Two clusters of fire appeared in his eyes, and he began to smelt the minerals around him. Most of the minerals looked huge, but under the scorching fire, only a little essence was left. After all the minerals were smelted and purified, his eyes turned to the Changsheng Sword.

Zhang Liang was still not satisfied with the Changsheng Sword made of the extremely pure Star Iron Mother, so he melted it down again into raw materials. Then, Zhang Liang melted the sledgehammer into a small ball of molten iron, which condensed in the void.

"Okay, all the materials have been melted, and now comes the most critical moment!"

Zhang Liang used a magical technique to fuse the smelted iron of various minerals into one, and gradually condensed it into a sword shape in the void.

"There are some extra materials, which can be used to make a scabbard."

Zhang Liang separated a part of it and put it aside. At this time, a long sword had condensed in the air. It was three feet and three inches long. The sword body was like flowing light and shadow. The blade was thin and sharp. There were ancient totem patterns engraved on the sword spine, as if it came from a distant barbaric era. A strange beast was wrapped around the hilt, gorgeous and ferocious, with only a groove left at the end of the hilt.

Zhang Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became more serious. He formed mysterious seals with his hands, and a series of mysterious patterns gradually condensed in the void, eventually forming a sharp pattern.

"Sharp restriction, brand!"

Zhang Liang condensed the seal, and the pattern formed in the air merged into the sword body. Then, he condensed a series of restrictions and injected them into the sword body one by one, repeating it a total of 24 times.

"The twenty-four restrictions have been completely condensed. This spiritual weapon is considered to be of top grade. It's quite good!"

Zhang Liang laughed and stroked the sword, feeling extremely happy.

For immortal cultivators, spiritual weapons are the weapons that truly suit them. Zhang Liang was able to refine a top-grade spiritual weapon for himself at the Tongxuan realm, which was a remarkable achievement even in the world of immortal cultivators.

"Next, it's time to make the scabbard."

As for the scabbard, Zhang Liang did not put any restrictions on it, and in fact there was no need for it. But he was still meticulous, and soon the scabbard took shape, and the patterns on it perfectly matched the hilt, as if it was made by nature, simple and ancient, and majestic.

"This is indeed very good looking. It really lived up to my efforts in refining it by imitating the Wild Sword."

With a slight smile, Zhang Liang picked up the Lingxu sword next to him.

The Lingxu sword was an ancestral treasure of the Zhang family. It had been treasured and never shown to anyone until Zhang Liang killed Ji Wuye. Then Zhang Kaidi gave the sword to Zhang Liang.

"Unfortunately, this famous sword, ranked tenth in the Wind Beard Sword Manual, will be destroyed today."

Zhang Liang gently stroked the Lingxu Sword and quickly made up his mind...