The red light of the star in the night sky is insignificant in the eyes of most people in the world.

It’s not that it’s impossible to see, but that most people have more things to worry about, especially many people who are busy with three meals a day, fall asleep quickly after being put on the bedding and will not care about the red light of this star at all.

In Zhaodi far away from Changling.

Hundreds of miles outside the city of Handan, Zhaodu City, there is a small town.

At this time, the earth was already pitch black, but there was a place in the town that emitted dazzling red light.

This red light dyed the entire town like a magma pool.

A stream of heat kept rising towards the sky.

There is a blacksmith shop here.

Not much fame.

But anyone who has made things here knows that the things created by this blacksmith shop are very useful and durable.

A young man with a naked upper body was smacking the iron.

His eyebrows were very thick, and his facial features looked a little green, but every time he waved the hammer, every thrust of his muscles gave people a feeling of being particularly powerful and mature.

Sweat continued to shake out from his body, landing on the red-burned sword fetus in front of him, making a hissing sound.

His back is facing the stars.

But a middle-aged man walking past the well not far behind him knew that he was uneasy.

The middle-aged man was wearing the most common coarse cloth clothes, and he was even barefoot and didn't wear shoes.

His palms and fingers were very thick, and he looked like he had done too much ironwork with a thick benzene.

His face was also very ordinary, and walking in the streets would probably not attract anyone's attention at all.

The most important thing is that his demeanor seems to be no different from that of ordinary people.

He won't even give anyone any special feeling.

"You think too much."

He walked behind the boy, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fire gushing out of the furnace in front of him, and then said these four words coldly.

The boy did not turn around, and even beat the red sword body to burn.

Under his constant hammering, the pure gold on the sword body had been turned and turned many times. The surface of the entire sword body was covered with wonderful patterns after being tempered, and the patterns were stacked, as if there was a mysterious world inside.

Such a sword body is probably perfect in the eyes of many sword masters.

However, the boy seemed to continue to beat him, and I don’t know how long he would beat him.

"That star is the Demon Sword, which is related to the legendary Demon Sword?"

But the boy's voice rang.

The middle-aged man said in an extremely simple way: "It is true, and the legend is true."

The boy did not expect that the middle-aged man's answer was so simple and affirmative. Although his movements did not pause, he was speechless for a moment.

The middle-aged man continued, "But what does this have to do with you?"

The young man was finally stunned, and his movements were slightly paused, "The third junior brother has gone out to experience it. I know you are also interested in letting me go out to experience it. Today, this demon star reappears. If the legend is good, it means that the demon sword reappears. The demon sword is also one of the most peculiar famous swords. I thought it would be better to take the opportunity to go out to experience it and find this sword back."

"But who lacks swords in my sword furnace?" said the middle-aged man.

The young man was stunned again and immediately said, "The material of the Demon Sword is special after all, and it may be able to be resized."

"There is no good or bad sword, the key lies in people."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Even if the material is ordinary, it is tempered countless times, integrating the vitality of heaven and earth, integrating your vitality and patience, and dyeing your blood and sweat, it is truly one with you. What does this have to do with the material?"

The boy was stunned, and he finally understood, "Master, I understand."

...

"Why should I use Li Si?"

A man in casual clothes appeared behind Li Buxiang.

He whispered in confusion: "Li Si has already contacted Zheng Xiu before. If I was not wrong, he might have been with Ying Wu and others."

"Gan Long, you don't even understand why I did this, which means that this matter has already been done." Li Buxiang turned his head and looked at the man sitting next to him, smiling.

The man is Ganlong, an official of the Bingmasi.

"You are just an errand runner in the Bingmasi now, but who would have thought that you are the one I have cultivated for twenty years?" Li Buxiang looked at Gan Long and said, "I use Li Si just because he is Chen Buhui's disciple. Strictly speaking, he betrayed Chen Buhui's rebellious disciple."

Gan Long raised his eyebrows slightly, and he understood a little, but he felt that Li Buxiang was in great interest today, so he didn't speak, but just continued to listen quietly.

"Li Si went to Han with her mother and started from a short time, but Chen Buhe found him and took him as a disciple. Although it was not a whole-hearted cultivation, he was always very good at face to face and taught many great abilities. Chen Buhe accepted him as a disciple not because he valued his talent, but because he was a distant relative of my Li family. I believe Chen Buhe was just waiting for him to succeed in his studies and then arranged him back to Changling. If I value it at that time, Li Si would be a nail he buried beside me."

Li Bu smiled and said, "It's just that Li Si is still a little ambitious, or he is a little pedantic. He always thinks that he is a Qin person. Since he is a Qin person, what he thinks should not be used by the outsiders to deal with Qin. In this way, he returns to Changling, but Chen Buhe found that he is thinking that he is with such thoughts. Do you think Chen Buhe wants him to die?"

Gan Long nodded and said, "So Chen Buhe will definitely send someone to kill him."

"Li Si is not the most proud disciple of Chen Bulai. Chen Bulai's most proud disciple is Chen Nianyuan, his biological son. In the past few years, he has been extremely satisfied with Chen Nianyuan, and the skills Chen Nianyuan practiced are also very suitable for this Demon Sword." Li Buxiang smiled and said, "So as long as the place is selected well enough, Chen Nianyuan should come to take this Demon Sword and kill Li Si by the way."

“Good enough place to choose?”

Gan Long truly understood what Li Buxiang meant. He was shocked and said, "What do you mean is this demonic sword..."

"The famous sword will not appear for no reason or disappear for no reason."

Li Buxiang glanced at him and said, "The most powerful thing about the Demon Confusing Sword is that everything about it, including its legend, is enough to bewitch people's hearts."

Gan Long took a deep breath, but he stopped talking, but his hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

In the past decade, he has fully realized how terrible this old man is, but in many cases like Tonight, he still feels that he does not know deeply enough.

"Chen Buhe wants Gu Liren to die, and his idea has come true, but he will never be the one who takes advantage of the transaction. Sometimes he will always have to pay the price."
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