Chapter 1555： in control

Before the oven, a shirtless, gray-haired old man was holding a giant hammer and was desperately beating a piece of red black gold.

His breath has clearly entered the supreme level.

However, even with his strength, he still couldn't hit a trace of that mysterious golden hammer.

"Ancient Master."

It wasn't until Ling Xiao suddenly opened his mouth that a look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and he turned to look.

For a moment, Ling Xiao saw a hint of surprise on his face.

But soon, the surprise dimmed again.

"Who are you?"

Immediately, he frowned, a pair of cloudy eyes blank and angry.

It turned out that the master swordsman who was named Qing Cang was actually a blind man.

"I'm here, I want to ask Master Gu to help me forge a sword."

Ling Xiao smiled, but saw Gu Luo snorted coldly, and continued to turn around and beat the piece of profound gold, "Let's go while I'm not angry."

"Master Gu doesn't want to know, what is the origin of the sword I want to cast?"

Ling Xiao was not annoyed, such a talented person has a weird temper.

This time, before Gu Luo could open his mouth, the sword intent swept through Ling Xiao's body, and the entire space shattered and opened at this moment.

Thousands of paths collided, and the sound of sword chants resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Ling Xiao stood in the hall, like a peerless fairy sword unsheathed.

The human and the sword are one, and the swordsmanship is perfect.

Gu Luo's face changed, and he turned his head to "look" at Ling Xiao, "Sword Immortal Power!! Boy, who are you?"

"Swire Ling Clan, Ling Xiao."

"People of the Ling family!!"

Gu Luo frowned and slowly put down the giant hammer in his hand, still hesitant.

Ling Xiao's sword power was far more terrifying than many supreme sword cultivators he had ever seen.

Young Swordsman! !

This title is enough for Gu Luo to take it seriously.

As we all know, only sword cultivators regard swords as their best friends.

And the stronger the sword cultivator, the deeper the understanding of the sword, and such a person is worthy of a good sword.

"Why are you looking for me...why?"

"Junior got a sword embryo by chance, but I don't know how to temper it. I want to invite senior to take a look."

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he handed a piece of black black iron to Gu Luo.

Before coming, Ling Xiao had already thought about how to deal with this master swordsmith who had been hiding for thousands of years.

Since his lifelong wish is to create a peerless sword, Ling Xiao will give him a chance.

First, let him put down his guard with the sword posture, and let him know that Ling Xiao is the real sword immortal aptitude.

Then put the Nine Tribulations Sword in this ten thousand year black iron, pretending not to know.

So, why is this old thing not moving?

Although this 10,000-year black iron is the hardest thing in the world, it does not hinder Ling Xiao at all.

"This is…"

Sure enough, just when Gu Luo's palm touched the black iron, his eyes narrowed quietly, "Wannian Xuantie Jing! Such a big piece."

"No!! This iron essence... a sword embryo was born?! It's not right... this..."

Gu Luo's face changed a lot, and he was stunned in place.

I saw him carefully touching the black iron with both hands, frowning tightly, "Where did you get this piece of black iron?"

"On that day, a vision fell from the sky, and flames fell from the sky. When I rushed over, I saw this piece of meteorite iron from outside the sky. It seemed to contain a wisp of sword power. Even I felt extremely fearful, but... no matter what I use I can't smash this black iron with any method, and I don't dare to use brute force, for fear of destroying the sword embryo..."

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, and his face suddenly became solemn, "So it's not far away to find this Tianshan Mountain."

"Yes, the meteorite iron outside the sky is extremely hard. It is the first time to see this kind of natural sword embryo. It is a blessing in life."

Gu Luo retracted his hand and took a deep breath, "Little friend wants to..."

"Master is the first person to cast a sword in Qingcang. Since this sword embryo fell in front of me, it is related to me. Now it is sealed by black iron. It's a pity, I can feel its calling to me, so , No matter what the price is, the younger generation will rescue him."

Ling Xiao looked at the Wannian Xuan Tie persistently and tenderly, but at this moment, the Xuan Tie seemed to sense his intentions, and suddenly trembled and buzzed, as if happy.

Just kidding, when Ling Xiao sealed the Nine Tribulations Sword into this iron, he had already engraved a ray of divine consciousness in it.

Believe it or not, as long as my mind moves, it can break the seal by itself.

"The divine sword has spirit!"

Gu Luo's face began to become excited, faintly dazed.

Immediately, he suddenly dropped the heavy hammer in his hand, put his hands on the forging table, and fell into contemplation.

Everyone knows that a good sword is really hard to find.

But I don't know, people are choosing swords, swords... why are they not choosing people.

Ling Xiao's talent is destined to reach the peak of kendo, and this sword embryo descended from the sky, and it is a good story.

Moreover, from the words of this Ling Clan youth, he can also feel that this son loves the sword extremely, and he does not regard it as a good fortune, but... a relative and a close friend.

This feeling is really touching.

"You want me to help you forge this sword?"

In the end, Gu Luo took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked up at Ling Xiao.

"Not bad! The master is a person who loves swords and understands swords. Only in the hands of the master can it have life."

"What a life! I promise you that I will spend my life trying to forge this sword."

Gu Luo clenched his palm tightly, yes, just as Ling Xiao guessed, his lifelong wish was to forge a famous sword that has been passed down through the ages.

although! !

The three divine swords he forged before were all rare treasures in the world.

However, it is still far, far away from being passed down through the ages.

The reason why he lived in seclusion in the Tianshan Mountains was because he accidentally got a piece of immortal gold.

Can be tempered for thousands of years, this immortal gold has never been formed, almost exhausted his enthusiasm.

When he went down the mountain to accept his disciples, he originally wanted to inherit the way of casting swords.

And the reason why his little apprentice stepped into the place of burial is also to find spiritual treasures that can smelt immortal gold.

But this time, I am afraid it will be more fortunate and less fortunate.

"Thank you, Master, the younger generation is going to the place where the devil is buried. I hope that when I return, the master has become a god."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly and turned to leave.

But Gu Luo's face froze again, "Are you going to the place where the devil is buried?"

"good!"

"This son, the old man has an unkind request."

Gu Luo suddenly bowed and bowed towards Ling Xiao.

"Master, please speak."

"I have a disciple who was buried in the Demon Burial Land a year ago and has not returned yet. If the son can meet him... I hope the son... bring him back, regardless of life or death."

"Oh? Don't worry, senior. If I can meet him, I will definitely bring him back. I don't know who this disciple is, what is his surname, and what are his characteristics?"

Ling Xiao smiled, everything... was within his expectations.

"His name is Yuan Tianfeng, with a bald head, seven feet, and his cultivation base is at the ninth grade of the Venerable Realm."