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Ling Tian looked at Lin Yanyan, "I will be in charge of smelting the profound iron and forging the sword embryo. As for dividing the molten metal, I will leave it to Senior Sister …"

"En..." "It's that simple …"

Even though she was full of confidence in Ling Tian, at this moment, Lin Yanyan was also a little uncertain in her heart.

However, when they saw that Ling Tian had easily melted one thousand kilograms of profound iron into molten iron in less than an hour, the strong suspicion in their hearts slowly dispersed.

Ling Tian lined up everyone in a row and took their positions in front of them.

Actually, Ling Tian only used a special production pattern - assembly line!

In his previous life, the assembly line was already used to forge weapons on a large scale. The most important step in forging black iron sword was smelting and forging.

"Yanyan, let's begin …"

Ling Tian nodded at Lin Yanyan, hammer in hand. The latter immediately introduced the mixed molten iron into the mold.

Clang clang clang!

The sound of hammers striking like a torrential rain of wind rang. Seeing Ling Tian swing like the wind, continuously swinging hammers that turned into afterimages, Jiang Tuo and the others were dumbstruck.

In the time it took to boil a kettle of tea, Hundred Hammers was completed.

When Ling Tian passed a sword-shaped thin embryo to Xu Ying, the three of them looked at each other in disbelief.

This, this was a novice who had never come into contact with refining?

"The sword embryo is so uniform, its power is being controlled extremely well. Oh my god …"

Xu Ying watched in a daze. She felt that even if she had forged it herself, it would not have been so perfect.

Could it be that this Ling Tian is a monster who was born with the ability to refine artifacts?

"Don't just stand there. Hurry up and dig. You can't be too slow …" Ling Tian smiled and indicated for Lin Yanyan to continue.

...

In the evening, Zhuo Hao passed by the Weapon Forging Pavilion again and could not help but sneer, "Hmph, you really are stubborn. Now that you are not begging me, do you really think that you can forge three hundred black iron sword without sleeping?"

For the past few years, he had always assumed that Ling Tian was the successor of the Qianlian Peak, but now that Ling Tian had suddenly appeared, he felt an unprecedented challenge and danger.

"Haha, let me see how miserable you two have become …"

With that in mind, Zhuo Hao walked towards the Weapon Forging Pavilion. But just at that moment, the sounds of forging stopped.

"Can't hold on any longer?"

With a cold laugh, Zhuo Hao entered the pavilion in a flash. Just as he raised his head and wanted to mock the tired Ling Tian, he realized that the scene inside the pavilion was a little different from what he imagined.

Lin Yanyan and the rest were all surrounding Ling Tian, coincidentally smiling and saying something, Jiang Tuo also slapped his thigh, and with a raise of his hand, even Xu Ying and Shen Hong looked at Ling Tian with reverence.

"Senior brother Zhuo …"

When Xu Ying and Shen Hong saw Zhuo Hao walking in, they immediately greeted him.

Zhuo Hao did not bother with the two of them. At this point in time, he was dazzled by the hundred meter long row of swords placed neatly in front of him in the Weapon Crafting Pavilion.

With three steps and two steps, Zhuo Hao walked over and picked up a sword to examine it. He gasped, and could not help but blurt out: "Superior black iron sword!"

"Haha, senior brother table, you're the one who knows what's good, but they're all high quality black iron sword. There's a total of three hundred of them, no more, no less!" Second senior brother Jiang Tuo clapped his hands and laughed.

Zhuo Hao's eyes flashed, and suddenly he said coldly: "Jiang Tuo, when did the Weapon Crafting Pavilion hide so many black iron sword, you dare to hide it from us?"

In his heart, these three hundred black iron sword definitely did not come from this group of people, not to mention the high quality black iron sword. Even he himself had to carefully forge them.

"Eldest Brother, what do you mean by this? These three hundred black iron sword s were forged by us in a day. What do you mean by hiding it from us? " Jiang Tuo straightened his back, and was slightly annoyed.

Xu Ying pursed her lips, and also said. "Eldest Brother, Junior Brother Ling Tian brought us to forge it, it's genuine …"

"What?!" "That's impossible!" Zhuo Hao held the black iron sword tightly, his eyes filled with disbelief and deep unwillingness.

He could not believe that these people could complete the impossible task without his help!

Ling Tian jumped down from the forging table, patted the dust off his body, and laughed: "It's good that the Eldest Brother is here, give these 300 to the Jinyun Feng!"

"By the way, let them know that my Thousand Refinements Faction will never compromise. Let them come as they please!"

...

In the next few days, Ling Tian lived in seclusion. Other than visiting his mother and Younger Sister, he barely saw him. He spent all his time cultivating.

After Ling Tian had entered the Ninth Body Layer, the heart nourishing exercise had become abnormally slow, as if it could not control the sea of qi that was driving Ling Tian's ever-expanding sea. Thus, Ling Tian placed all of his experiences into cultivating the Martial Skill.

In the small courtyard, Ling Tian executed the Wind Walk, and with a light leap, he landed on the roof.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the Mid Xuan class's qinggong!"

With just a light tap, he was able to jump more than 10 feet into the air without any effort. It was as if he was being supported by the wind as his body floated gently.

This was something that Ling Tian didn't even dare to think about in his previous life.

Time was still short, and this was only the skin of the Wind Walk. If one could cultivate to mastery, they could tread on the snow without a trace, and chase after the wind and moon.

Whether it was escaping or chasing, both were extremely useful.

Filled with curiosity, Ling Tian descended from the roof and started practicing the Thunderclap Sword s in the courtyard.

With the increase in the speed of the Wind Walk, Ling Tian's Thunderclap Sword became more and more intelligent.

With the current speed of the Wind Walk coupled with the speed at which he was swimming in the Eight Trigrams, the close-range trembling of Ling Tian's combat power was greatly increased.

"Rushing Thunder Breaking Earth!"

With a loud shout, Ling Tian uncontrollably unleashed his deathblow of the first level of Thunder Sword Meridian.

"Shua!" "Bam!"

The stone block was once again cut into two halves like tofu. The ground and rocks were shattered by the Sword Qi, directly forming a one foot deep ravine.

On the other hand, the Blue Thunder Sword in Li Chen's hand was about three meters away from the stone block!

Even though it wasn't as long as Liu Yiyi's Sword Qi by as much as a few meters, Ling Tian only had a Ninth Body Layer cultivation, after all.

In the past few days, he had made some progress in the first stage of the Thunder Sword Meridian, but he was still a distance away from the small success stage.

After putting away the Blue Thunder Sword, just as Ling Tian was about to go out and look for his mother and Ling Qiuer, he saw Lin Shan bringing Lin Yanyan over.

"Ling Tian, Ling Nan will say tomorrow is the day of Divine Weapon Mansion's opening assessment. Accompany Yanyan down the mountain the entire night, and test the identity of the Xuan Level's Refiner. With you by his side, I can still be a bit more at ease …" Lin Shan said as soon as he saw his.

"Hehe, we can finally go down the mountain!" Lin Yanyan was in high spirits.

Lin Shan said with a straight face, "But you can't be greedy, come back early."

"Ling Tian, Yanyan is mischievous by nature, you have to take care of her more …"

Suddenly, Lin Shan changed the topic and his face flushed red.

"Father, who is the naughty one?! I'm his senior sister! If you want to control it, I'll control it. "

Ling Tian was also startled for a moment: "Eh, I understand Uncle Lin …"

...

"Junior Brother, according to the disciples of Cloudwater Peak, Senior Sister Liu Yiyi has gone into closed door cultivation, and it seems like he has been in there for a long time, so he won't be coming out for a while!"

Below the Cloudwater Peak, Lin Yanyan slowly walked down.

Ling Tian nodded and sighed in his heart.

Ling Tian had originally wanted to go to the Cloudwater Peak to find Liu Yiyi, because in these many days, the latter had seemed to have disappeared. Since the start of the Outer sect Tournament, he had not appeared, nor had he gone to the Outer sect's small courtyard.

But Ling Tian understood that it would be inappropriate to recklessly look for Liu Yiyi, so he did not make a move.

This time, when he and Lin Yanyan passed by the Cloudwater Peak on their way down the mountain, they could not help but ask for Lin Yanyan's help.

After knowing that Liu Yiyi had gone into closed door cultivation, Ling Tian felt extremely disappointed and frustrated in his heart.

Vaguely, he felt that Liu Yiyi's retreat this time was a little strange, but as for where it was, he couldn't explain either.

"Forget it, let's go down the mountain!" Ling Tianyao shook his head, and turned around lonely.

Lin Yanyan looked at his back, pursed her lips wanting to say something, but in the end, she did not.