Chapter 76: Speech and Witness!

"Master Ling is a little worried. The head of the Lu family is also the guardian of Chaoyang Peak. Maybe it is the time to practice. There is a temporary error in this time, and it is probably coming soon." Among the five major families, Situ Ji smiled.

"Yes, Master Ling is a little calmer." Huangfu Qi also agreed next to him, the smile on his face was enough to melt the ice.

When the two masters spoke together, the old man called Master Ling did not suffer much more, but he just snorted coldly and stopped talking.

After half an incense stick.

"Here you come!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone's eyes turned back at the same time.

"There is something important to deal with in the town. If you come late, I hope you will forgive me. When the conference is over, our Lu family will hold a banquet in Chaoyangxuan. I will be regarded as apologizing for you." Yan Ruyu spoke from afar.

"You are polite, but there is only a slight delay. It's okay, please take your seat." Ximen Fu was erect and his small eyes were full of smiles.

"Thank you for letting go," Yan Ruyu said with a smile.

"Haihan can't be said, I wonder where is Lu Qingren?" At this time, another old man asked in the seat next to Master Ling.

Everyone could see clearly that at this moment, besides the Lu family's butler Yi Yun, there was only one guard and four sword-casting masters behind Yan Ruyu, but Lu Qing was not seen.

"Qing'er has not yet gone into seclusion, and it's just a coincidence that he can't attend this conference." Yan Ruyu explained with a faint smile.

"I don't think I dare to come."

A sentence was said, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. This was a middle-aged swordsman in his thirties. At this moment, he stood respectfully behind Master Ling. When he heard Yan Ruyu's answer, he immediately said disdainful.

"Shut up, you don't have the right amount to speak here." Master Ling raised his beard and shouted.

"Yes, Master!" the middle-aged swordsman responded softly, but the disdain in his eyes was beyond words.

"Forgive me, Mrs. Yan, I have no restraint on my words." Master Ling said to Yan Ruyu, but no one saw any intention of apologizing in his face.

He frowned slightly, and Yan Ruyu didn't say anything. Behind her, Yi Lao's face had already calmed down, while the four sword-casting masters next to him were all glaring, but because Yan Ruyu didn't speak, they could not lose their identity and care much about a junior.

After Yan Ruyu sat down, a middle-aged man with a big belly came to the center of the stone platform.

"Everyone, everyone, quiet!" The middle-aged man spoke in a word, full of energy. His voice spread to every corner of the stone platform under his deep sword. The sound seemed to be directly ringing in his ears.

Innate Swordsman!

A flash of light flashed in Yan Ruyu's eyes. Now she has reached the peak of a swordsman, and her eyesight has also increased a lot. Although she did not release her spiritual sense to detect it, the other party's cultivation level was roughly judged from the waves of sword element revealed by middle-aged people as soon as she opened her mouth.

This person is from the Ximen family. When Yan Ruyu saw the Hanmei clan emblem on the middle-aged brocade clothes, she nodded in her heart.

And as the middle-aged man spoke, the hundreds of people present suddenly became quiet.

There were not many scenes, and the middle-aged man just roughly introduced some of the requirements of the sword-making conference.

In other words, this sword-making event is a major sword-making event that has existed since the founding of the sect of the Zixia Sect. It is a top competition for the exchange of skills among the major sword-making masters in the sect. The leader among them is undoubtedly the number one sword-making person in the Zixia Sect.

The Lu family has almost regarded this position as a heritage. Since participating in the first session, it has never fallen behind. The position of the leader has been inherited by the inheritors of each generation like the head of the family.

Although it is just a false reputation, many times people compete for this false reputation, and the Lu family is no exception.

Yan Ruyu had already begun to feel a little uneasy. If she lost her position as the leader this time, how should she explain to the ancestors of the Lu family? Even if the deceased Lu Yun is afraid that she will not forgive her after a hundred years.

I was so full of thought that it was not until a dull and thick drum sound that Yan Ruyu pulled back. Looking up, the huge copper tripod on the stone platform had been carried down by seven or eight strong men. A big red drum was beating on the stone platform. The fiery red drum face rippled with the knock of a swordsman, and the faint sound wave spread, causing many people's hearts to beat.

"Below, the first person to play is the sixth-grade swordsman in Lianyu Town, Gu Tong."

Yan Ruyu surrounded him for a week and found that there were particularly many sword-casting masters participating in the sword-casting conference, with about forty casting furnaces. Although there were only more than forty casting tanks, not everyone could participate in this sword-casting conference. It can be said that it was a top sword-casting conference. Sword-casting masters who were not fifth-grade or above cannot participate. Yan Ruyu took a brief scan and was more than forty sword-casting masters of at least sixth grade.

Gu Tong from Lianyu Town, a rough man in his forties, was wearing thick white cages, and the three strong men who joined forces with him moved a pitch-black casting furnace to the stone platform. This time, a layer of hot fire-like sword energy emitted from Gu Tong showed everyone his powerful swordsman cultivation besides making swordsman cultivation.

Fire-Strike Sword Qi is the most suitable for gradual sword energy. The hot Fire-Strike Strike Strike can not only enhance the heat of the furnace flame, but also temper the impurities of the sword weapon. It is tempered with a big hammer containing Fire-Strike Strike Strike. This hammer can be equivalent to dozens of hammers.

With a thud, the casting furnace was carried onto the stone platform. The casting furnace several feet square weighed three or four thousand kilograms. Even if an ordinary innate swordsman had a sword element, he needed help from others to lift it.

When Gu Tong got on the stone platform, he bowed to each side in the direction of the audience. Among them, Yan Ruyu noticed that when he bowed to Master Ling, Gu Tong was particularly respectful and almost bowed to the end. The two of them nodded in great interest and encouraged them at the same time.

The two old men, Yan Ruyu snorted coldly in her heart.

These two old men, Master Ling, are named Ling Yun and the other one is Zutuhe. Both of them are the top sword-making masters in the Zixia Sect Region. They have reached the peak of the ninth grade. After defeating Lu Yun ten years ago, they have been resentful and have been against her Lu family's sword shop all day long. They always have to defeat the Lu family. In addition to some despicable means, all kinds of unscrupulous practices have been used by the two.

Even if the Lu family is at its peak now, the business of shops in various parts of Zixia Sect is getting better and better. As long as these two stop, the Lu family's business will rise by 10% or 20%. But the two are very cunning and never do such extreme things, so one of them has never been caught.

Looking at the two people not far away, Yan Ruyu knew clearly what their idea was to play this time.

Needless to say, Ling Yun and the others were extremely excited at this time. Even though they had passed the age of destiny and experienced countless storms, they did not make them happy today, because today is the sword-making conference, and this sword-making conference, the leader must be born from the two of them.

There are not many ninth-grade sword-casting masters in Zixia Sect, and there are only three of them. The other one has a strange temper and doesn't like to meet people, so they did not attend this sword-casting conference. Even if they come, they are not afraid.

As for the Lu family, who were originally regarded as their strong rivals, Lu Yun, the only Qingfan-level sword-casting master, died because of casting the Golden Heaven-level Divine Sword. Although his son Lu Qing was amazing and famous in the sect realm, he was not at all taken seriously by the two of them.

They had already sent someone to Lu Mansion to measure the ninth-grade divine wood sword. Although it was already a top ninth-grade sword weapon, in the eyes of the two, this technique was still very awkward. Among them, casting and hammering methods accounted for most of the credit. Compared with the skills that they both had been at the peak of the ninth-grade and had been honed for decades, it was not worth worrying.

The biggest obstacle can no longer be a threat, so how can the two of them not be ecstatic?

Looking at the stone platform again, Gu Tong has already started to cultivate.

The competition at the conference was to show all your strength and cast a sword weapon. As for casting tools, they prepared it themselves. If the sword weapon was of poor grade because of the inability to find the casting materials or the poor casting tools, then you can only blame yourself for not being able to do anything. No one is allowed to object. This is also one of the regulations of the conference.

The ink gold enters the furnace and is tempered with fire. Gu Tong also has some ability. The fire-striking sword energy is poured into a black hammer with a big head. In his hand, it is like a hot fireball dancing. The sound of gold and iron clashes endlessly. Various castings are constantly handed over by the apprentices who are working next to him, and they are melted and beaten into the already burning red sword embryo.

This is a four-foot long sword with a wide blade, with ink gold as its body, "rubbing" and seven or eight kinds of castings. With the dancing of Gutong's sledgehammer, the original sound of metal and iron clashing became more and more crisp. In the end, it was like thousands of pearls falling into the jade plate. Every beat was as pleasant as the sound of nature.

"This is the Lianyu Bead Hammer Method from Lianyu Town. This person has already obtained eight points of essence. It is rare at such an age." Behind Yan Ruyu, an old man among the four sword-casting masters stepped forward and whispered.

However, as soon as the old man's voice fell, Ling Yun on the other side seemed to be talking to himself: "The method of falling beads in the Lianyu Old Man Lianyu's lineage in Lianyu Town is more powerful than strong, but it is not soft enough. The rain is broken like a pearl, and it is not stone iron after all. The essence of seven parts is considered to be barely enough."
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