rebirth against fate

Lan Yufeng cultivated the Lan family's Yanling sword technique, although the mental technique was superior, the aggressiveness was not enough.

Qing Yuzong did not restrict the cultivation skills of the disciples, so Master Jing Yu did not intend to change Lan Yufeng's skills, but planned to let him learn some sword skills.

But before that, a sword cultivator naturally needs a real sword of his own.

Qing Yuzong is not Jianzong. There are many monks in the sect, including alchemy, law, body and sword.

There is also Xianjian Pond in our sect, in which there are [-] flying swords, each of which is a high-grade one brought back from the fairy palaces in various secret realms, and there is also the natal real sword of Senior Feisheng.

Because the sword cultivator no longer needs the true sword of his life after his ascension.

It was the first time Master Jing Yu brought disciples, and he was not willing to feel wronged at all by his disciples. Although there are many famous swords in the Xianjian Pool in our sect, most of them are swords used by others, and he doesn't look down on them at all.

"Master, are we going to Wan Jianzong?"

"Well. The law enforcement elder of Wan Jianzong has some friendship with your ancestor. I went to them to discuss swordsmanship a few years ago. That uncle is famous in the cultivation world for making swords, so I will go there for you Ask for a sword."

Lan Yufeng raised his head and glanced at the master who was protecting himself from the strong wind. The master's own sword was still taken from the Xianjian pool, but he was reluctant to feel wronged by him.

Lan Yufeng rubbed against Master Jing Yu's arms, and buried his head in Master's arms.

Daoist Jing Yu thought his disciple was acting like a spoiled child, and patted the child's head, thinking about how Wan Jianzong would be ashamed to ask for a good sword for his disciple.

Wan Jianzong is far away on the sea, like a giant sword inserted into the sea, with a sharp edge and a metallic luster.

While still at sea, a sword light shot towards the two of them rapidly.Jian Guang stopped in front of the two of them, it was a disciple wearing a brown samurai uniform, "Please follow me, the real master, the master is in the sword casting room."

Immediately Jing Yu's expression became vigilant, "Where's your master?"

An indescribable expression appeared on that disciple's face, "Master is in Jianping."

Daoist Jing Yu's expression became tangled, "Forget it, let's go to the sword casting room."

Lan Yufeng kept watching the two of them playing riddles, and looked at his master with a puzzled expression, but Master Jing Yu only touched his head with his hand, without explaining.

When it came to the sword casting room, Lan Yufeng seemed to understand Master's feelings a little bit.

The room was filled with smoke, and the black smoke made it difficult to breathe, and only a few red fires could be seen in the field of vision.

The sound of the hammer hitting the iron embryo was endless, sparks splashed, and the red fire light flickered on and off. Lan Yufeng could only see a topless figure behind Jing Yu.

"Jing Yu pays respects to Master Uncle."

"Huh? Why are you here? Where's your master?" A deep voice came from behind the thick fog.

Master Jing Yu's expression twisted as if he had a toothache, "Jing Yu is here for my new apprentice, I want to ask Master Uncle to forge a sword for Feng'er."

The sound of hitting the sword stopped, "Jing Yu also accepted apprentices?"

The smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of the sword maker, and Lan Yufeng's eyes widened in surprise.

His skin was as white as jade, and his temperament was gentle and refined. If Lan Yufeng hadn't put down the sword-forging hammer after seeing him, he would never believe that this is the person who forged the sword just now.

The man's eyes turned to Lan Yufeng, "Is this the child?"

Lan Yufeng's eyebrows twitched, and he also felt a bit of a toothache. It was really strange that such a gentle person had a thick voice.

"I have seen the master."

"Mm." Cang He's gaze swept over Lan Yufeng, "He's a good seedling, and now he's at the Qi Cultivation Center."

He grabbed Lan Yufeng's arm, and pinched his slender fingers on his arm. It looked as light as a feather, but in fact he used a lot of strength to check the toughness, endurance and proportion of Lan Yufeng's arm muscles. .

"If you want to use my sword, you must be the true sword of your life. Besides, you are too young and your cultivation level is too low to be worthy of using my sword. If you want to use the sword, you will have to wait until you are in the golden core stage before you can live up to me. sword."

Cang and real person looked at Lan Yufeng, although there was no special expression, his tone was very serious.

Lan Yufeng was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Master Canghe had already agreed.He nodded, "Naturally, the disciple will work hard to practice in order to get my sword from the master as soon as possible."

Daoist Canghe put on the clothes, the style of the clothes is very strange, the whole robe has only one knot, revealing a large white chest, the sleeves are extremely long and wide, the sleeves of the robe flutter when walking, very charming.

No matter what, Lan Yufeng felt that the style of the clothes was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell where it was, that is, it was a bit uninhibited, but it's okay for a cultivator to be unconventional.

A group of people walked to Jianping of Wanjianzong.

The sword aura on the Jianping was fierce, and seven or seven forty-nine sword shadows formed a sword array, whistling past the periphery of Jianping, and if they got close, they might be smashed into pieces by the sword aura.

A figure in black was practicing swordplay in Jianping with a broadsword.

Others use the broadsword mostly for defense, and use the tricks of patting and touching more to make full use of the power of the broadsword.The people on the sword ground were lifting weights as if they were light, a broad sword danced fiercely, and the sharp sword energy smashed the surrounding sword formations to pieces.

"Minghuo, Jing Yu is here with his little apprentice, why don't you come and take a look?"

Master Jing Yu pulled Lan Yufeng and stood at the back, as if he was afraid that Master Mingzhuo would see him.

Lan Yufeng looked up at the beads of sweat on his master's forehead, extremely surprised.

After the foundation is established, the cold and heat will not invade, and the five grains will not move. The real Jingyu is actually sweating, which shows that he has never met the real Minghuo at this time.

Reminiscent of the strange look on Master Minghuo's face when he first entered Wanjianzong in Jianping, Lan Yufeng's whole body tensed up immediately, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

Master Minghuo on Jianping heard the voice of Master Cang and turned his head.

Seeing Master Jingyu, he showed a smile, and seeing Lan Yufeng again, Master Minghuo's eyes lit up suddenly, and the broad sword in his hand struck down from the top of his head, a dazzling sword light that was as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder fell suddenly, knocking the Forty-nine sword formations formed by sword shadows were chopped into pieces.

The broad sword flew out of Jianping along with the light of the sword, Immediately Master Minghuo stepped on the sword, and the shadow of the sword condensed again behind him.

"Jingyu, why are you here? I just practiced sword in Jianping, and I learned something new, why don't we try it out?"

Master Minghuo's eyes are extremely sincere, looking at Master Jing Yu, his eyes are shining.

The corner of Lan Yufeng's mouth twitched, it turned out to be a battle madman, but even so, his master shouldn't be scared like this.

"No, Minghuo, I came today just to ask Cang and Uncle Cang for a sword for my apprentice."

"It's nothing, anyway, seeing you like this, my master has agreed, let's practice."

Without real Jing Yu's rebuttal, a broadsword had already been slapped from the side.

Master Jing Yu had no choice but to call out the real sword of life.

Three hours passed, and Lan Yufeng finally understood why Master was so afraid and made a move against Daoist Minghuo.

Master Minghuo only used one move for three hours against the enemy, no matter how Jing Yu changed his move, he only insisted on using one move.Lan Yufeng saw with his own eyes how his move changed from obscure to smooth and smooth, so he had to sigh for his master.

Real person Minghuo made it clear that he used real person Jingyu to hone his new tricks and gained insights.

He and Daoist Jing Yu are good friends, so the other party can't play hard, and it's okay to get a little injury, so Daoist Minghuo only uses one move, and he can't take serious injuries anyway, so of course he has to hone his new moves when he has this opportunity.

Such a scoundrel, Master Jing Yu naturally refused to meet him at this time.

It's a pity... today I came to ask for help, and Cang and Zhenren were going here, so they had no choice but to follow.