Infinite true path

Huan Yin found that everyone was looking at him, and the bitter smile on his face became more and more obvious. He wondered what was wrong with these guys today, why couldn't they understand his intentions?

Even if sword forging can suppress evil, even if Huan Yin can forge such a sword, he should keep a low profile and not do such ostentatious things in his current situation.

After all, no one helped Huan Yin to speak clearly, and Huan Yin couldn't refuse Ku Lao's request in person. So he just said: "Everyone is a little drunk at the banquet today. Let's remember this for now, and we will consider it carefully another day."

"Your Excellency is our master, and your status and position are not insignificant. Why should you be so low-key? Now, Your Excellency should also show some edge." As soon as Huan Yin's words fell, everyone heard the meaning of Huan Yin's words. However, everyone was obviously unwilling to give up, as if they felt that Huan Yin had to forge this sword. So this time, Yue Fengyun, who was always calm, rushed to persuade him again.

Before Huan Yin could answer, Hu Zi said, "Sir, do you know that the current emperor has also forged a sword, and placed it where the sword of the sky was in the past, replacing it?"

This sentence instantly penetrated into Huan Yin's heart. The so-called "current emperor" is Luo Hou, right? Then he forged a sword to replace the sword of the sky, doesn't it show that he wants to replace Huan Yin forever?

"Is this true?" Huan Yin said, his tone has changed. It is no longer so relaxed, no longer so low-key, no longer so indifferent.

Hu Zi said, "Two hundred years ago, the current emperor forged this sword with his own hands. It is about ten thousand feet high and eight hundred feet wide. Its power is comparable to the sword of the sky. The current emperor named the sword "Xura" himself, and even claimed that this sword is better than the sword of the sky and will never be destroyed. And he wants to use this sword to suppress the heaven forever and be immortal for all eternity!"

Huan Yin's face has become a little gloomy. He glanced at everyone and asked, "Is this true?"

Dai Tianyao said, "It is true."

After a long sigh, Huan Yin leaned back on the chair and laughed, "The emperor is so bold and powerful."

Hu Zi said quickly, "Sir, sometimes people need to show off their talents. What's more, you are different now, so why not benefit the people of the Eastern Eight Heavens?"

Huan Yin looked around again and asked, "Do you all agree?"

Everyone said in unison, "Please forge swords for the Eastern Eight Heavens!"

Huan Yin slapped the table and said, "Okay, in this case, I will be high-profile for once. Please work together with me and we will move forward together!"

After that, Huan Yin raised his glass and everyone agreed.

The next day, Huan Yin woke up from meditation and his head was already completely clear. So, he remembered what happened at the banquet yesterday, and gradually his face showed determination.

Thinking about it now, Huan Yin felt that his decision was not impulsive. Hu Zi was right. Sometimes people need to show off their edge. Moreover, Huan Yin has already taken over two whole heavens. Huan Yin has already taken over more than 40% of the heavenly territory. What's wrong with being high-profile? After all, Huan Yin is the true emperor. How can such a thing be considered high-profile for him? What's more, it's just forging a sword. How much noise can it make?

"Ku Lao asked me to forge a sword, which is a pretty good suggestion. Fortunately, everyone urged me yesterday. This sword must be forged, and it must be forged well. It cannot lag behind Luo Hou. Otherwise, who will be the master of the heaven? In the final analysis, this sword forging is also a way to gain people's recognition. Since I am destined by heaven, I have always been low-key, and I am afraid that I will not be able to win people's hearts. I have to let people know that I am the true master!" Huan Yin said to himself, and finally made up his mind.

So, Huan Yin did not delay any more, and soon began to think about how to forge this sword that guards the eight heavens in the east.

Huan Yin is now a master of sword forging, and even compared with his master Wei Bing, the gap is getting smaller and smaller. Therefore, it was not too difficult for him to forge a sword. It was just that this time the sword forging was different from the past. In the past, he forged a killing magic weapon, but this time, it was a sword with more symbolic meaning and deterrence.

To be honest, Huan Yin had no idea how to forge such a sword. Because he had never been involved in the forging of such a sword, let alone thought about it. If he really had any experience, it was the time when he forged the sword of the sky in his dream more than one million years ago.

Unfortunately, the time interval was too long, and Huan Yin was in a dream at the time. Now thinking about it, he had completely lost his image and there was no place to learn from.

Therefore, Huan Yin was stumped at the beginning. He didn't have any ideas for forging a sword, and he couldn't get started. How could he continue?

Huan Yin thought for a long time, trying to find the feeling of forging the sword of the sky, and constantly recalling the shape and essence of the sword of the sky, and combined with his previous experience and ideas of sword forging, he wanted to find a way out.

Gradually, Huan Yin's hands began to move. He picked up a pen and wrote something on paper. These things were scattered and there was no connection between them. It was not known whether they could be considered a way of thinking about sword-making. However, Huan Yin kept thinking and writing.

This writing took a total of five days. After five days, Huan Yin's room was full of papers with words written on the table and the floor. Even on the bed where he used to meditate, there were a few balls of waste paper.

Finally, Huan Yin stopped with red eyes, and some thoughts in his mind finally stopped. He took a long breath and said to himself: "Maybe it can be done if we organize it."

So, he immediately turned around and started to pick up the papers all over the room one by one and pile them into a pile. He found that even though he threw away a lot of waste paper, it was still piled up to three feet high.

Huan Yin knew that these things were all thoughts that had popped up in his mind during the past five days. Among them are inspirations inspired by memories, my own experiences and ideas when making swords in the past, various sword-making materials that I have thought of, and some wild ideas.

Huan Yin believed that these things were all useful for making this sword. It's just that nature can only use part of it, and it can be connected in series to eventually become the essence of the sword.

So after Huan Yin piled them up, he started to look through them one by one, and the scattered thoughts in his mind resurfaced. Then, some of them were decisively discarded by Huan Yin, while some others gradually became part of Huan Yin's mind. A line formed in my mind.

This sight consumed another three days of Huan Yin's time. Three days later, Huan Yin only had three pieces of paper in his hand, and he quickly sorted the contents on the three pieces of paper so that they finally seemed orderly.

"It's done!" Huan Yin clapped his hands, feeling a little happy. Although he worked hard and racked his brains, after some thinking, he finally got the result. Although the result may be different from the Qingtian Yijian of the past, it brings together the essence of all Huan Yin's sword-making techniques, plus a little bit of his feelings from back then and some of his current creativity. He believes that making a sword according to this method should not be You will disappoint yourself.

After thinking about it for a while, Huan Yin felt that he was not completely sure. So he thought of Ku Lao. He wanted to show Ku Lao what he had summarized and listen to his opinions.

Not long after, Huan Yin met Ku Lao. After a few polite words, Huan Yin sat down and talked about how he had been thinking about how to forge swords for the past few days. He also had some preliminary ideas and hoped that Ku Lao could give him some advice.

Then, Huan Yin showed what he had written to Ku Lao, and Ku Lao read it seriously.

Huan Yin is still somewhat confident about his manuscript. After all, he is a master swordsmith, and what is written on the paper is the essence of his hard work. Even if this thing were put up for auction, he believed it would definitely sell for a sky-high price.

However, Huan Yin didn't expect that Ku Lao didn't look at it for long, as if he had completely understood the ideas he had worked hard to summarize for eight days. Then Ku Lao looked at Huan Yin and said, "Just looking at the casting materials written on it, I'm afraid it won't work."