Bai Zhi Zhenren didn't say anything, the afterimage flashed, and the tray in his hand was already empty, but he heard Ding Gong Zhenren laugh loudly: "Bai Zhi Zhenren, this should be the handiwork of Yiyu Zhenren."

Ziye Zhenjun knew a little bit of the truth, so he spoke a little more vaguely: "This doesn't seem to be the handiwork of Yiyu Zhenren......"

Bai Zhi Zhenren knew that things were bad, although Yun Siya's sword-forging methods were clever, but he could agree with Yu Zhenren to be on a par, in case Ding Gong Zhenren saw through the truth, he would definitely not be able to get angry at Ziye Zhenjun, and he would become a victim of Ding Gong Zhenren's anger.

You must know that Ding Gong Zhenren is the most disease-free high-level monk in the entire Jiuwang Sect, and he can break a Yuanying Peak by initiating a fire inexplicably, not to mention that Ding Gong Zhenren is reasonable, so he immediately said: "This is ......"

It's just that he didn't finish his words, but he heard Ding Gong Zhenren Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laugh: "It turned out that it was not the work of Yiyu Zhenren's intentions, it was just a casual game, look at this material, this texture, it is really the style of the grandmaster."

Saying that, Ding Gong Zhenren looked at this short sword with an expression like looking at the little girls in his peak who were ready to be raised from childhood to adulthood: "Good sword, good sword......"

Seeing Ding Gong Zhenren say this, Ziye Zhenjun also felt a little surprised, but when his eyes really fell on this short sword, he seemed to be looking at his lover: "It's really a good sword, a good sword."

He even forgot to ask Bai Zhi Zhenren whose short sword came from, but praised it with an appreciative gaze: "Although it is only a short sword of the quasi-magic weapon level, it is better than an inch short, an inch is dangerous, it is just a river of blood, and only those top sword immortals can use this flying sword."

And Ding Gong Zhenren accepted the praise of Ziye Zhenjun very unceremoniously: "Zhenjun has won the award, Zhenjun has won the award, that's right, only the top sword immortal like me can use this flying sword, Baizhi Zhenren, I'm afraid you can't see the mystery of this flying sword, let me tell you, if this flying sword is used well, it will be sharper than the ordinary magic weapon level flying sword"

The implication of his words is naturally that Bai Zhi Zhenren is useless in this regard, and he can't exert the true power of this flying sword at all, but Bai Zhi Zhenren can't help but scold: "Rice bucket, this is just a flying sword cast by a new Jin Dan, how can there be so many mysteries as you said"

It's just that the next moment, Bai Zhi Zhenren's eyes didn't blink, he almost stared at the little cold light that Ding Gong Zhenren exerted, although the level was limited, but at this moment Bai Zhi Zhenren felt that his hairs stood up, and he almost had to hide back in his woman's bed for the first time

Rice bucket, rice bucket real rice bucket, Bai Zhi Zhenren scolded Ding Gong Zhenren as shit, what level of vision is this This is also called "The flying sword of the general magic weapon level treasure is sharper", it is obviously a good way to catch up with the middle grade magic weapon

And Ding Gong Zhenren also had some doubts, he said to himself: "No, this doesn't seem to be Yiyu Zhenren's casual game, this is much more powerful than I imagined...... I understand, this must be Yiyu Zhenren trying to forge a new sword, so he used some experimental techniques, which is why this flying sword has no advanced magic weapon."

"That's right, right" Ding Gong Zhenren said with a smile: "I'm right, although it's only a quasi-magic weapon, but it is not only from the hands of Yiyu Zhenren, but the materials used are so extravagant, and it is the first-class earth fire in the whole Han Feng Realm, coupled with the experimental technique, it was finally cast this flying sword that is almost to the extreme, that's right, that's right, Baizhi Zhenren, I'm right."

Bai Zhi Zhenren saw with his own eyes the whole process of Liu Suiyun refining this flying sword, but he saw with his own eyes that Liu Suiyun used some of the main road materials used by registered disciples to practice his hands and finally cast this flying sword, and although the earth fire is extremely mild, it is the most suitable for disciples to try their hands, but the firepower is also poor to the limit, and Liu Suiyun only uses Danhuo from beginning to end.

However, Liu Suiyun's sword-forging technique was indeed unheard of, and seeing Ding Gong Zhenren so arrogant, he couldn't help but sneer: "Ding Gong, you are wrong."

"Which point of what I said is not the truth" Ding Gong held his head high confidently: "Tell me?"

"Which point is not a fact" is the so-called villain's ambition is rampant, Baizhi Zhenren is such a standard villain, and now he has the opportunity to step on Ding Gong Zhenren: "Tell you, your old man has been in retreat for too long, and his eyesight has decreased a lot, and this flying sword is not the handiwork of Yiyu Zhenren"

"Isn't it the handwriting of Yiyu Zhenren?" Ding Gong Zhenren suddenly realized: "That is at least seventy or eighty percent of the inheritance of Yiyu Zhenren, could it be that this flying sword will be limited to the realm of spiritual weapons, the rest of the points I said, which point is not the truth"

Of course, it is impossible for a monk like Yiyu Zhenren to refine a short sword of the spirit weapon realm, Ding Gong Zhenren understood it for the first time, and he shouted at Ziye Zhenjun: "Ziye Zhenjun, please don't move Yiyu Zhenren, please invite this Taoist friend is no problem."

Before Ziye Zhenjun could say anything, Baizhi Zhenren said unceremoniously: "Ding Gong Zhenren, you are not right in what you said, this flying sword was cast by a swordsmith who came to the door to prepare to invest in this peak, he has nothing to do with Yiyu Zhenren, it is used in the T-shaped No. 17 sword casting room, and it used the fire and materials in the T-17 sword casting room, and it took seven and a half hours to cast this sword."

"What the fuck ......" Ding Gong Zhenren has wanted a favorite flying sword for a long time, and he doesn't know how many times he has run back and forth on Wanjian Peak, as soon as he heard Bai Zhi Zhenren say, he immediately thought of where the T-17 sword-casting room was, and then scolded: "Bullshit, he used the real T-17 sword-casting room, and only used the earth fire and materials inside, and it only took seven and a half hours to cast this flying sword?"

In this world, how could there be such a magical swordsmith, even the Purple Night True Monarch on the side was anxious, he stomped his feet again and again: "Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense, how can it be so exaggerated"

"Ding Gong Zhenren, you didn't say a word right" Bai Zhi Zhenren didn't care about Ziye Zhenjun's statement: "If you say a word correctly, my head will be cut off and you will be served with wine"

He was going to publicize the ugly appearance of Ding Gong Zhenren this time in the entire Jiuwang Sect, but the next moment he saw that Ding Gong Zhenren was not angry but happy, so he grabbed Bai Zhi Zhenren's hand and asked: "Where is that Daoist Fellow Immortal Township, how to call it?" Where is he now, bring me to see him."

Before Baizhi Zhenren could reminisce, Ziye Zhenjun over there had already roared angrily: "And don't listen to Baizhi's nonsense."

Ding Gong Zhenren laughed wildly, grabbed Bai Zhi Zhenren and didn't let go: "Zi Ye, this is yours, we are a prostitute together, how come as soon as you are promoted to the Yuan Shen, you will be sloppy with my Ding Palace, take me to see him, otherwise I will hand over the black materials to the Yuan Shen Council"

Ding Gong Zhenren said politely in the front, but when he came to the back, he already had a bit of ruthlessness, although the two of them were one for the Yuan Shen and the other for the Yuan Baby, but Ding Gong Zhenren was already the Yuan Infant Dacheng, and he was not too far from the Yuan Shen, and he was several allies who echoed each other at the Yuan Shen Council, if he was not sick and could moan for a long time, the perverted temper attacked, and the Purple Night True Monarch felt that things were difficult to do.

"Take the real person of Ding Gong to meet that Daoist......" Ziye Zhenjun could only express his easing under the threat: "What's the name of that Daoist?"

Although there was already a Yiyu real person and his entire team, it was naturally impossible for this Jindan-level swordsmith to have such a level, but he thought about it for a long time, and he didn't remember what the name of this swordsmith was.

Bai Zhi Zhenren immediately replied: "It's called Yun Siya."

As soon as Bai Zhi Zhenren said this, Ding Gong Zhenren found a flaw, and he laughed: "Although Yun Siya Daoyou is reporting to your Ten Thousand Sword Peak, he hasn't chosen which great cultivator to worship as his teacher yet, right?"

Seeing Ding Gong Zhenren digging the foot of the wall in front of him, Ziye Zhenjun snorted coldly: "When you arrive at our Wanjian Peak, you are naturally the people of our Wanjian Peak, don't think that I haven't condensed the Yuan Shen yet."

This is where the confidence of the Purple Night True Monarch lies, he is a Yuan Shen monk, I don't know how many Jindan and Yuan Infant level monks in the Dao are waiting to worship him as a teacher, presumably this Yun Siya is no exception.

It's just that Ding Gong Zhenren said unceremoniously: "After seeing Siya Daoyou, we still have Yuanshen monks in Qiande Peak, and the conditions of our Qiande Peak must be stronger than your Wanjian Peak, and this time to recruit new people, the sect has already stipulated that as long as you put a name on your Wanjian Peak, you can worship any of the ten Yuan Gods as a teacher."

If it is an ordinary swordsmith, Ding Gong Zhenren feels that he is also qualified to be accepted as a disciple, but as soon as this Liu Suiyun's near-miracle sword-casting technique comes out, he knows that the goal of the Lu Dao family must be one of the ten primordial gods, and he must know that the sword casting of Lu Dao can reach the ultimate level of fast, good and saving, although it is inferior to Yiyu Zhenren, but now it has surpassed Yiyu Zhenren in terms of practicality, and it will inevitably be a generation of grandmasters in the future.

Bai Zhi Zhenren saw that they hadn't seen Liu Suiyun yet, and they had already fought for Liu Suiyun's belonging, and immediately opened his mouth to persuade peace: "Ziye Zhenjun, Ding Gong Zhenren, why do you two want to be angry for a Jindan early stage, it's just a Jindan early stage." ”

Ding Gong Zhenren only had a look of shock and even disbelief on his face, and Ziye Zhenjun almost flicked his long sleeves, and he was about to drag Bai Zhi Zhenren back: "Nonsense, nonsense"

Now Bai Zhi Zhenren suddenly thought of the key point of the problem, that is, this Yun Siya is only in the early stage of Jindan, and the sword casting has reached such a divine point, if he is promoted to the Yuan Infant, and then he does his best to forge the sword, what kind of mysterious will the flying sword be cast.

It was as if I had done something too stupid to be stupid.