Chapter 72 Jian Cheng

"Yes." Han Fei said firmly. Han Fei finally believed that Shang Xin was not disappointed, and his confidence was not shaken at all.

"Oh." Shang Xin responded softly, turned around and walked out of the house.

"Hmm?" Han Fei was stunned, "Shang Xin, don't you continue to forge it?"

"Continue?" Shang Xin looked back at Han Fei, but the look had an idiot-looking expression, "Brother-in-law, I haven't rested for nine days. Will it be good if I continue?"

"Uh..." Han Fei was stunned. He actually looked at this point. The shock that Shang Xin brought to him was too great, and he didn't even know much for a moment.

Shang Xin's fatigue has reached the limit of his body now. These nine days of forging are even more tiring than a life-and-death battle. Those who have not experienced it personally will never understand this fatigue.

When he returned to the clinic, Shang Xin had a big meal, and then went into his house to sleep. This was the first time he had given up his cultivation. Shang Xin was exhausted both physically and mentally at this time, and only sleep could recover. Practice could no longer relieve Shang Xin's fatigue.

This time, I slept for two days and three nights, and after getting up, I had a big meal. Then Shang Xin and Han Fei returned to the blacksmith shop again.

Han Fei prepared all the materials and placed them in front of the furnace. Shangxin started the second forging.

It's nine days again. Nine days later.

Shang Xin walked out again with a tired look on his face. Han Fei followed behind with a gloomy face, even with a sense of despair on Han Fei's face.

"This time, the softness was not evenly distributed, which led to the overall toughness of the sword not being completely balanced, so the tip of the sword would be slightly bent." Shang Xin said to himself.

"But the sword has been cast, and there is no way to tell the bending at all." Han Fei could no longer help it and shouted excitedly: "That is already a real intermediate spiritual weapon. Why did you destroy it?"

Shang Xin narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Although I can't see it, I can feel that the bending will hinder the progress of the spiritual energy when used, thus affecting the user's strength."

Han Fei said: "How much strength can the bending that cannot be seen even can affect the performance of its strength?"

Shang Xin thought for a while and said, "One in ten thousand."

"One ten thousand?" Han Fei suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze. After a long time, he said: "Only one ten thousand, you will destroy the sword?"

Shang Xin nodded: "Since you do it, you must do your best, even if you have a slight flaw. During the battle, one-tenth of your strength may sometimes change a person's destiny."

Han Fei looked at Shang Xin and his heart suddenly felt full of respect. "If you do it, you must do your best." This sentence echoed repeatedly in Han Fei's mind. Shang Xin's attitude is worthy of respect and worthy of anyone's learning.

To do it, you must do the best. How many people can do this? How many people can endure the heart to destroy the almost perfect thing after exhausting their efforts?

"Brother-in-law, do you still have any materials?" Shang Xin asked the same sentence as after the first failure.

"Yes!" Han Fei replied the same way. There was an incomparable firmness in his voice. He believed that the next time he casted it will surely be a perfect spiritual sword!

Return to the small building, eat, sleep, and eat again.

Three days later, Shang Xin and Han Fei returned to the blacksmith shop.

Han Fei placed the materials next to the furnace again, but this time the materials were different from before.

The tendons and veins of the monsters are different! What Han Fei took out this time was a pair of red tendons and veins, which were as red as fire.

"Is this?" Shang Xin looked at Han Fei in confusion.

"This is the tendon veins of the Fire Blood Lion." After a pause, Han Fei said again: "The Fire Blood Lion is a fire-attributed monster. The Strange Beast Sect has collected three fire-attributed guardian beast eggs for hundreds of years, and has also collected three fire-attributed monster beast tendon veins. This is one of them.

Shang Xin looked at Han Fei, and there was a hint of inquiries in Shang Xin's eyes.

"This is when you are sleeping, I came to the sect leader. It was impossible for the sect leader to easily take out such precious tendons and veins, but after I told you about your forging twice, the sect leader didn't even hesitate and sent the tendons and veins over."

Shang Xin was stunned. If a set of intermediate-level spiritual weapons forged by attributed tendons and veins are used by people with the same attribute, the abilities that can be exerted by people with the same attribute will be greatly improved. In some ways, the spiritual weapons forged by people with the same attribute using tendons and veins with the same attribute are far beyond the power of the intermediate level, and even they are not far from the higher-level spiritual weapons.

Shang Xin knew that the disciples of the Qi Beast Sect had a special way of transmission. They only needed a special formation to pass things into the other party’s Qiankun bag. Shang Xin would do this formation. But he didn’t expect that the sect leader would give him such an important thing.

Han Fei understood what Shang Xin meant and said, "The Sect Master has great expectations for you. He told me that you will bring the Strange Beast Sect to the pinnacle of myth. Therefore, he gave you this tendon vein. He also said that when one day you become a true top synthesiser and a top forgeer, he will give you the position of the Sect Master to you, allowing you to lead the Strange Beast Sect and become the most dazzling existence to protect the continent."

"Protect the mainland?" Shang Xin asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's just protecting the continent. The sect leader said that the guardian kingdom we are in is just a small place in the continent."

"It turns out to be a guardian of the mainland. Shang Xin remembered the two books he bought at the street stall, "Strange Continent". In that book, there was no way to guard the kingdom, only the mainland.

It turns out that guarding the kingdom is part of the guardian continent. Then the Jueyu Ice Field in the book must also exist. The moonlight grass on the Jueyu Ice Field can cure all eye diseases. Shang Xin's eyes suddenly emitted a bright light. One day, he must walk out of the guardian kingdom, or even protect the continent. He must go to the Jueyu Ice Field, pick up the moonlight grass, and cure Ruoli's eyes.

Han Fei didn't know what Shang Xin was thinking at this time and continued: "Shang Xin, we must succeed in forging this time and we cannot disappoint the sect leader."

After hearing Han Fei's words, Shang Xin temporarily put down his thoughts. Jueyu Ice Field was still able to hide in his heart. Shang Xin knew that he did not have the ability to go there yet.

"This time, it will definitely succeed."

Standing in front of the furnace for the third time, Shangxin began a long forging.

Three days, six days, nine days.

The small blacksmith shop suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a red flame rose from the house. Han Fei's blacksmith shop turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

As the blacksmith shop disappeared, a red sword appeared in the air. The sword shone with irregular red light, like a ball of red flame jumping and burning. The people near the blacksmith shop saw this sword, and everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the strangeness in the air with horror on their faces.

"Grandpa, what kind of sword is this?" A seven or eight-year-old child asked an old man next to him.

The old man wiped his eyes and said, "I have seen a mid-level spiritual sword before, and the sword body of that sword will shine."

"Is that light the same as this sword? Is this also an intermediate-level spiritual sword?" the child asked naively. Obviously, the child did not know the preciousness of the intermediate-level spiritual weapon, and his tone was very casual.

But the old man's eyes were full of solemn expressions, even the tone of his speech was extremely solemn. "It's different. This sword is more radiant than the intermediate-level spiritual sword. Without the injection of spiritual energy, the sword body will burn with flames. This is definitely not just an intermediate-level spiritual sword."

In another place in Qingyuan Town, a couple was walking on the street and felt a sudden light around. They looked up and saw a burning sword hanging in the air.

The woman narrowed her eyes and said in confusion: "Is that a sword?"

The husband nodded, "Yes, that's definitely a sword."

The woman looked carefully for a long time before saying, "But why do I think there is a spirit in it? How could a sword be so magical?"

The husband said, "I also felt the power of the sword. Maybe, this is not an ordinary sword."

On the second floor of a restaurant, a man in his fifties looked at the sword hanging in the air with a serious expression and said to himself: "Who has forged such a magical spiritual sword? Could it be that in Qingyuan Town, there are other forging masters besides Han Fei? Or maybe Han Fei has become an intermediate forging master?"

As he said that, the man shook his head again, "Impossible. Two years ago, Han Fei was just an intern forge. No matter how hard he worked, he could only reach the level of a forge at most. Intermediate forges, even if he was guarding the kingdom, would not exceed ten people. And these ten people are all famous figures in the guarding kingdom. They would never appear in Qingyuan Town."

After lowering his head and pondering for a while, the man finally couldn't understand the reason, so he could only say to himself: "Look at the flames on this sword, it is clearly a spiritual weapon that is more powerful than the intermediate-level spiritual sword. The person who forged this sword must be an amazing person."

Thinking of this, the man suddenly jumped out of the window on the second floor, jumped directly to the street, and ran towards the sword. He must see who was forging the sword.

But after only two steps forward, he found that the sword suddenly disappeared from mid-air. The man was stunned for a moment, but his steps continued to run towards the place where the sword appeared. Soon, he came to Han Fei's blacksmith shop. To be precise, it should be the place where the blacksmith shop was before, because there was no blacksmith shop here. When the sword was refined, the blacksmith shop turned into ashes.

At this time, people were already gathered here, and almost all the people who saw the sword had gathered here.

"Why is the sword gone? Who saw the sword refiner?" someone shouted in the crowd.

"Wang Laosan, what are you going to find the sword-refining person to do?" someone asked.

"I want him to refine swords for me. I can give him all my property, even my wife can give him." Wang Laosan shouted excitedly.

"Come on, your wife is so embarrassed to show it. If that person is willing to refine a sword for me, my wife and daughter can give it to him. Everyone knows that my wife is the sexiest woman in Qingyuan Town. My daughter is only 12 years old, and she will definitely be the most beautiful woman in Qingyuan Town in the future."

One of the people in the crowd continued, "Zhang Ming, if that person is really willing to refine a sword for you, do you really have the will to give your wife and daughter to others?"
Chapter completed!