Finding that everyone was looking at him, the wry smile on Huan Yin's face became more and more obvious. He thought to himself what was wrong with these guys today, why couldn't they understand their own minds?

Even if forging a sword can suppress evil spirits, even if Huan Yin can forge such a sword, judging from his current situation, he should keep a low profile and not do such a flamboyant thing.

After all, no one helped Huan Yin to say something clear, and it was not easy for Huan Yin to refuse Ku Lao's request in person. So he only said: "At today's banquet, everyone is a little drunk. Let's write it down for the time being, and we'll think about it another day. ”

"Adults are our masters, and their status is not trivial, so why be so low-key? As soon as Huan Yin's words fell, everyone heard the meaning of Huan Yin's words. However, everyone was obviously still unwilling to give up, as if they felt that Huan Yin had to forge this sword. So, this time, Yue Fengyun, who has always been calm, rushed to persuade first.

Before Huan Yin could answer, Hu Zi said again: "My lord, do you know that the current emperor has also cast a sword, which happened to be placed in the place where the former Heavenly Sword was, and replaced it?"

This sentence instantly pierced into the depths of Huan Yin's heart. Isn't the so-called "current emperor" Rahu? Wouldn't his idea of casting a sword instead of a sword to replace the sword of Qingtian show that he wants to replace Huan forever?

"Is that the case?" Huan Yin spoke, his tone changed. It's not so easy, it's not so low-key, it's not so indifferent.

Hu Zi said: "Two hundred years ago, the current emperor personally forged this sword, which is about 10,000 zhang high and 800 zhang wide, and its power is comparable to that of the sword of the year. The current emperor personally named the sword 'Shura', and even threatened that this sword was better than the original Qingtian sword and would never be destroyed. And he wants to use this sword to immortalize the heavenly realm forever!"

Huan Yin's face had become a little gloomy. He glanced at everyone and asked, "Is this true?"

Dai Tianyao said: "This is indeed the case. ”

With a long breath, Huan Yin leaned back on the back of the chair and smiled: "Emperor, he is really bold and powerful." ”

Hu Zi hurriedly said: "My lord, sometimes, people need to show some edge. What's more, now that you are different from the past, why can't you benefit my people in the East for the Eight Heavens?"

Huan Yin glanced around again and asked, "Do you all have this opinion?"

Everyone shouted in unison: "Please forge a sword for the Eight Heavens of the East!"

Huan Yin slapped the table and said, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll raise my profile once." Please join me as we move forward!"

After that, Huan Yin raised his glass, and everyone agreed.

On the second day, Huan Yin woke up from meditation, and his head was already fully awake. So, he remembered what had happened at the banquet yesterday, and gradually his face became firm.

Thinking about it now, Huan Yin felt that his decision was not impulsive. Beard is right, sometimes people need to show some edge. Moreover, now that Huan Yin has taken over the entire two Great Heavens, the territory of the Heavenly Realm, Huan Yin has gained more than forty percent, what is it to be high-profile? After all, Huan Yin is the true son of heaven, what kind of high-profile thing is this kind of thing to him? Not to mention, just casting a sword, how much trouble can it make?

"It's a pretty good suggestion for Ku Lao to let me forge a sword, but fortunately everyone persuaded me yesterday. This sword has to be cast, and it must be forged well, and it must not lag behind Rahu, otherwise who is the master of this heavenly realm? In the final analysis, this sword casting is also a method of gaining the approval of the people, and since I am destined for heaven, I have always kept a low profile, and I am afraid that I will not win the hearts of the people. I have to let the people know that I am Allah!" Huan Yin muttered to himself, finally completely determined.

So, Huan Yin didn't delay much, and soon began to think about how to forge this sword that guarded the east for eight days.

Huan Yin is now a master of sword casting, and even compared to his master Wei Bing, the gap is getting smaller and smaller. Therefore, it is not too difficult for him to forge a sword. It's just that this time the sword casting is different from the past, in the past he forged a killing magic weapon, but this time, it is a more symbolic and deterrent sword.

How to forge such a sword, to be honest, Huan Yin doesn't know at all. Because he had never set foot in the casting of such a sword, and he had not even thought about it. If he really had any experience, it was more than a million years ago, when he forged a sword in his dream.

It's a pity that time has passed too long, and Huan Yin was in a dream again, but now that he thinks about it, he has completely lost his image, and there is nothing to learn from at all.

Therefore, just at the beginning, Huan Yin was stumped. He didn't have the idea of forging a sword, and he couldn't start it, so how could he continue to proceed?

Huan Yin thought about it for a long time, tried to find the feeling when he cast the Optimus Sword, and constantly recalled the form and essence of the Optimus Sword, and also cooperated with his previous sword casting experience and ideas, wanting to find a way out.

Gradually, Huan Yin's hand began to move. He picked up a pen and wrote down a few things on the paper, which were so scattered that they didn't even have any connection with each other, and he didn't know if they could be considered a sword-forging idea. However, Huan Yin just thought about it and wrote it on the other.

This was written for a total of five days. Five days later, the table in Huan Yin's room was full of paper with words written on it. Even the bed he used to meditate on had a few crumpled balls of waste paper.

Finally, Huan Yin stopped with red eyes, and some thoughts in his mind were finally broken. He let out a long breath and said to himself, "Let's organize, maybe it's okay." ”

So, he immediately turned around and began to pick up the paper in the room one by one, stacking them into a stack, and found that even if he threw away a lot of waste paper, it was still piled up more than three feet high.

Huan Yin knew that these things were some thoughts that had popped up in his mind in the past five days. Among them, there are inspirations inspired by memories, my own experience and ideas when forging swords in the past, various sword-casting materials that I have thought of, and some wild ideas.

These things, Huan Yin thinks are all useful for this sword casting. It's just that nature can only use a part of it, and it can be connected in series to eventually become the essence of the sword.

So after Huan Yin stacked it, he began to look through them one by one, and the scattered thoughts in his mind resurfaced, and then, some of them were decisively discarded by Huan Yin, and some of them gradually became a line in Huan Yin's mind.

This look consumed another three full days of Huan Yin's time. Three days later, Huan Yin only had three pieces of paper in his hand, and he quickly sorted out the contents of these three pieces of paper to make them finally look orderly.

"It's done!" Huan Yin clapped his hands, a little happy. Although he worked hard and racked his brains, after thinking about it, he finally got a result. Although this result may be different from the Optimus Sword back then, it can bring together the essence of all the ways of Huan Yin's sword-casting, plus a little feeling from the back then and some creativity now, he believes that he should not be disappointed if he casts a sword according to this method.

It's just that after thinking about it for a while, Huan Yin felt that he was not completely sure. So he thought of Ku Lao, and he wanted to take what he had summed up to Ku Lao and show him and listen to his opinion.

Not long after, Huan Yin saw Ku Lao, and after a few polite words, Huan Yin took a seat and talked about how to forge a sword in the past few days, and had some preliminary ideas, hoping that Ku Lao could give advice.

Then, Huan Yin took what he wrote to Ku Lao, and Ku Lao took it seriously.

For this manuscript of his own, Huan Yin is still a little confident. After all, he is a sword-forging saint, and what is written on the paper is the essence of his hard work. This thing, even if it is put up for auction at auction, he believes that it will sell for a sky-high price.

It's just that Huan Yin didn't expect that Ku Lao didn't look at it for long, as if he had completely seen through the ideas he had summed up after eight days of hard work. Then, Ku Lao looked at Huan Yin and said, "Just look at the casting materials written on it, I'm afraid it won't work." ”