Chapter 726

If the sword forged by the blacksmith was the bright moon, Li Fuyao would be very confused. He wanted to know whether it was the bright moon or not, and some of them did not dare to know.

But we still have to do these things.

So Li Fuyao just melted the iron like the moon in the sky with his cultivation, and then did nothing. He didn't tell the blacksmith anything about the sword. He just watched the blacksmith sweating and casting the sword here.

Day by day, month after month.

I don't know why, the sword was cast for a whole year, and finally it was cast in the night when the moon was high. The blacksmith looked at the moon in the sky and said happily, "well, it's really predestined with the moon. After that, you'll be called the moon."

The sword was forged for Li Fuyao, but he took the name himself.

Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at the bright moon with a strange look.

Soon he was shocked and said, "how could it be like this?"

The blacksmith was puzzled and said with a loud smile: "even if this sword is not as good as the magic soldiers in the hands of those sword immortals, it is also a good sword in the world. If you can become a sword immortal one day, the sword will be infected by your sword spirit, and naturally it may become a real magic weapon."

He thought Li Fuyao was talking about sword, but he didn't know that Li Fuyao was talking about sword.

This sword and that sword.

He looked at the bright moon, and then looked down at the ten li on his waist. He thought that 150 years ago, he came to this world. At that time, he was just a baby and drifted down the river to the gate of wanjianzong. At that time, he didn't have any sword on him. Later, he was carried back by the old master of wanjianzong. Then he saw ten li in the side hall.

At that time, he didn't think much about it, because the sword of Shili had existed for a very long time. It was a normal thing to see the sword 6000 years ago. The green silk was in Bai Zhihan's hands, which was also a predestined thing.

Li Fuyao didn't think about looking for another sword for more than 100 years. Only recently did he change his mind. He just made his own sword. However, this sword was not made by him, but by him.

It's called the bright moon.

is as like as two peas in the sword box.

What's going on?

Li Fuyao was in a trance.

What the hell is going on here?

Looking at the blacksmith, he suddenly asked, "can you make me another sword called Gaolou?"

The blacksmith shook his head and said solemnly, "I'm satisfied to be able to cast this bright moon. I've decided to wash my hands in a golden basin, all my life..."

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It's hard to say how the blacksmith no longer makes swords.

But the blacksmith stopped casting swords. Could Li Fuyao force him to continue casting swords?

This kind of thing is even more difficult to say, nor can it be justified.

Li Fuyao left the place with the bright moon and headed for the north. Since the sword was going to be in his hands, the question could be pressed first. He wanted to go to the north to see ye Shengge and see what she wanted to do.

There is only one boundary between mountain and river and demon soil. There are only a few monks on the border to guard the mountain and river. They are not afraid of the southern invasion of the demon clan.

In fact, everyone knows that once a war breaks out, as long as the Canghai friars enter the war, the winners and losers will be their winners and losers in the world. All of them are just assistants. Based on this, mountains and rivers and demon soil have never paid attention to these things from ancient times to the present, but have focused on cultivating Canghai monks.

That's the big thing.

Therefore, it was not difficult for Li Fuyao to cross the border, but he also chose the most straightforward way.

He passed the sword in the sky.

It's like a long trail in a comet's tail.

There are a lot of friars living in that border. There are swordsmen and others. But not everyone is climbing the building.

A younger swordsman looked at the white mark and excitedly said to his companion, "you see, there is another elder who has gone to the demon soil!"

The war never broke out, but there will always be those masters with high level. In the past few years, many swordsmen have entered the demon land one after another. The highest level is a sword immortal in the sea. He cut a big demon in the demon soil sword and achieved very brilliant results. He is regarded as an idol by all the swordsmen on the border. In addition, there are many more swordsmen who have been registered every year Lou Jianshi entered the demon soil, some stayed in the demon soil forever, some returned to the mountains and rivers.

It happened more than once, but every time they saw it, they still felt very proud.

This is our swordsman!

Li Fu swayed his sword and walked too ostentatiously. He soon provoked a great demon Xiu who ascended the building. He had a Dharma appearance of several feet, which was not very big, but his blood was magnificent. He knew that he was not a common monster.

Li Mingli steps on the sword.

The climbing demon Xiu smashed a huge hole in the mountain forest. The majestic demonic spirit rushed towards him wildly. Only for a moment, Li Fuyao was submerged in it. But soon, a sword light like the bright moon cut off the evil spirits. Li Fuyao took his sword and chopped at the demon.The demon Xiu didn't know what kind of race it was. It was full of scales. It didn't look like it could be easily dealt with. But when the light of the sword fell on him, there was still a bloody mouth on him.

Most of the body of the demon practitioners in the world are extremely strong. If the monks of the three religions fight with the demon Xiu closely, they will soon be smashed by a blow. Only the swordsman is dead within a Zhang.

It's the death of the other side.

Even the demon Xiu.

So soon, Li Fuyao's sword fell on the brow of the demon Xiu. The demon Xiu growled and finally fell down.

It's causing a lot of smoke and dust.

Li Fuyao doesn't go to watch the scene, turns around and walks away.

Now the demon land is not the demon land after 6000 years, and it is not the demon land of each other. This is the demon land where the peerless demon emperor sits.

Li Fuyao should be careful even if he is climbing a building.

Just speaking of caution, the imperial sword was too high-profile before.

He fell to a lake and washed his face.

Looking at the distance, there is a very subtle evil spirit.

It was an ordinary looking woman crying. She was holding a piece of clothing, facing the distance, and washing her face with tears.

After seeing Li Fuyao with a sword hanging from her waist, instead of going away, she knelt down to Li Fuyao and asked him to kill her.

"Why?"

In the world, there are two words of cause and effect, but most of them have no effect.

Li Fuyao admits that he doesn't know this woman, but since she has opened her mouth, he still wants to know what happened.

"My husband suddenly disappeared a hundred years ago without knowing why. Over the past hundred years, I have been unable to find him. After looking for him for so many years, I realized that my husband should have died. Since my husband has died, I don't want to live alone. Please ask the immortal master to give me a death and let me go after my husband's steps."

If the mortal has not seen it for a hundred years, it is the last time. It is not too much to think about death at this time. But if a monk, even if it is a hundred years, there is no problem.

The woman tears under the rain, just a strong kowtow, and no longer words.

Li Fuyao suddenly thought of a thing. The hundred years was not a big deal for a monk. He had to practice seriously or live some other life. If this woman was worried about her husband all the time, she was afraid that she was not living well every day. Whether it was difficult to survive the hundred years, we can imagine.

Li Fuyao looked at her and said to himself, "what's your husband's name? I'm going to go through many places in the demon land this time. Maybe I can see your husband. If I do, I'll bring him back. You don't want to die at all."

Hearing this, the woman raised her head, and her eyes twinkled with light. "My husband's name is Xu Bin. If the immortal master can really bring him back, my body will offer up the tablet of the immortal master, and pray for him from generation to generation."

Li Fuyao nodded. He didn't say much, but his figure disappeared.

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The demon soil will be very cold in winter. Even the monks with high level will have some cold feeling. So after winter, there are almost no low-level demons wandering outside.

There was a vast expanse of white everywhere.

It's much different than the scenery on the other side of the mountain and river.

Li Fuyao inquired and went to the canyon where the Luan people lived. But before he got to the canyon, he lost his way.

Although the demon land was controlled by the demon emperor, the core territory of each clan was still very secret. At the beginning, ye Shengge was able to find that seat, but it was still the ones that Ye Sheng showed her before.

Although Li Fuyao had been to the demon land six thousand years later, he didn't see it. It was normal that he lost his way because he had lost his way.

Wandering around in the snow for about half a month, I saw a community.

That should be the snow wolf family.

This group was actually extinct after 6000 years.

It is because there is no big demon in the town, so after the demon land turmoil, when the various ethnic groups fight for territory, this clan has become history.

Li Fuyao originally wanted to catch a higher level demon to ask for directions, but when he sneaked into the stone house used by the snow wolf family for sacrifice, he found something extraordinary.

It's the tall building.

I don't know why the sword came to this demon soil, and I don't know how it appeared in front of him.

Li Fuyao looked at the tall building with a strange look.

At this time, a naked man with white hair came into the stone house.

He was a tall man with white hair.

Looking at Li Fuyao's sword around his waist, the man said indifferently, "swordsman?"

The man was as bloody as an abyss. Before his voice fell, he was killed with a fist. The whole man was like a god of killing.There's a lot of blood here.

Li Fu shakes his green shirt and moves. The bright moon sword has swept out of its scabbard, and the sound of sword sounds.

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