Infinite true path

After Huan Yin followed Helianzhi into the territory of the White Tiger Tribe, he went to the stronghold of the first passage to the north of the front line without staying at the rear tribe.

This stronghold is garrisoned by a great elder of the White Tiger Tribe and more than 500 White Tiger Tribe soldiers. The combat power can be described as extremely powerful. In particular, the great elder of the White Tiger Tribe has reached the extreme level of cultivation, and his combat prowess is even more extraordinary.

After Huan Yin arrived at this stronghold, Jida, the chief elder of the White Tiger tribe who guarded the place, quickly received Huan Yin in person because he was recommended by Helianzhi.

"Great Elder Jeddah, what is the situation here now?" Huan knew that the situation was urgent, so he did not be polite to Jeddah and directly asked the key question.

Jida was an old man with a serious expression. He looked at Huan Yin and said: "Originally, the combat power of the enemy and ours was almost balanced, so at first the two camps faced off in the center of this passage for a long time. But as time went on The fighting went on more and more, and many of the magic weapons on both sides were damaged in the battle."

"In this way, the supply of magical weapons has become the most critical factor that affects the situation between the enemy and ourselves. Unfortunately, our camp does not have a skilled sword-making master and cannot provide us with enough high-quality magical weapons, and the Devouring Tiger Department There are obviously experts over there who can continuously provide magic weapons, so now, you can see that our camp has almost been forced out of the mountain."

"Great Elder, how are the sword-making materials in our camp?" Huan Yin asked again.

"There are enough materials, and they are good enough, but no one can make full use of them. Master Huan, the war situation is urgent now. With all due respect, if you were not the person strongly recommended by the patriarch Helianzhi, you are so young, and I am I won't use you at all. But I believe in the vision of Young Master Helianzhi, so I choose to believe you now. If you are really capable, I will not hesitate to kneel down and thank you. But if you are just showing off, I will still do it. I advise you to leave here. Because this is a battlefield, the tension of the situation is beyond your imagination. If our camp is breached, I am afraid that not only will you not get any benefits, but you will also be ruined here in vain." Directly, but as the leader of this stronghold, he had to do this in the current situation.

Huan knew what Jida meant, so he naturally wouldn't argue with him. He said: "Please, Great Elder, show me the sword-making place and the storage of sword-making materials."

Jida nodded and walked away with Huan Yin.

A moment later, Huan Yin saw the place where the sword was made and became familiar with all the materials. Huan Yin had to admit that what Jedda said before was true. The sword-making conditions here were quite good. Not only were there fires and various fire-supporting materials, there was even a place for underground fires. As for the materials, Huan Yin saw no less than five thousand kinds here, and some of them were even as precious as Lingyun flowers. This was already very good conditions for the tribes in the far north of Jizhou.

After reading this, Huan Yin was about to turn around and ask the Great Elder of Jeddah some questions, but he frowned when he saw that he was listening carefully with a bamboo slip for transmitting messages.

After the Great Elder of Jeddah finished listening, Huan Yin asked: "Great Elder, something happened?"

Jida sighed and said, "The Tiger Devouring Division has come to call for formation again."

Huan Yin was confused: "Call a formation?"

Jida nodded: "Yes, in addition to the frequent frictions and battles between the enemy and us, we will also occasionally formally call the enemy's camp. Generally speaking, the enemy will send one person from each side to fight alone, and the victor usually We can advance one mile, but the losing side must retreat one mile. The main reason why we have retreated to this position is that until the ten days ago, we had never accepted the opponent's call. Because we don’t have magic weapons, we can’t fight each other. Now there is no place behind us to retreat.”

"Great Elder, if we don't engage in the battle, if the other side launches a general attack in a few days, our momentum will be low and we may not be able to resist it." Huan Yin saw the crux of the problem and said.

Jida sighed: "I don't know this truth, but so far I don't have a better way."

"Great Elder, what is the content of today's formation call from the Devouring Tiger Division?" Huan Yin asked.

"Refining monks fight alone." Jida replied.

"How does the strongest one among our refining monks compare with the strongest one on the opposite side?" Huan Yin asked again.

"Among the refining monks on our side, the most powerful one is Lakshen, who is refining the Dzogchen. Not only is Lakshen fierce in controlling spirits, but his own combat power is also extraordinary. But there is also a refining Dzogchen in the Tiger Devouring Division. His name is Sire. Lakshen fought with him and came back defeated and seriously injured." Jida's tone was a little low.

"Great Elder, I want to meet Lakshen." Huan Yin said.

Soon, a burly barbarian man was called to him by the great elder Jida, and Huan Yin also saw him.

"Lakshen, this is the swordsmith Huan Yin who was personally recommended to our camp by the young patriarch Helianzhi. He has questions to ask you. Just answer them truthfully." Jida said to Lakshen.

Then, Huan Yin glanced at the burly man in front of him and said, "Lakshen, do you think you are Si Re's opponent?"

Lak Shenxian was a typical warrior. Hearing Huan Yin ask this, his face instantly ignited with fighting spirit: "Huh, although Sire has two Yulings, he may not be able to defeat my big tiger." . As for him, he is certainly no match for me. If he is given a third-grade sword, my strength will defeat him, and if I am given a fourth-grade sword, I will make him lose his life. I’ll call the formation in front of the camp!”

Huan Yin stared blankly at the warrior in front of him. Unexpectedly, given his cultivation level, his request was only for a third- or fourth-grade sword. One can imagine how unwilling he was to be defeated.

"Master Huan, if you can really forge swords, please forge a sword for Lakshen. Lakshen is willing to sacrifice the sword with his blood!" Lakshen clasped his chest with one palm and gave Huan a barbarian salute.

"Lakshen, what kind of skills do you practice?" Huan Yin asked Lakshen.

Lakshen replied: "I am a sword cultivator and also a strength cultivator. I can defeat all kinds of magic with my tyrannical sword power! If Master Huan wants to make a sword for Lakshen, he must cast an epee. Lakshen will definitely carry forward that sword!"

Huan Yin turned to Jida: "Great Elder, are you willing to take a gamble?"

Jida narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. He knew that the gamble Huan Yin was talking about was to bet that he could forge a sword and let Lakshen defeat Sire. So in fact, what he wants to bet now is whether he believes in Huan Yin or not.

Seeing Jida's hesitation, Huan Yin said with a serious face: "If the great elder is willing to give Huan Yin an hour to forge a sword, after one hour, Huan Yin will definitely come up with one that can help Lakshen kill Sire." If he can't do it, Huan Yin is willing to commit suicide on the spot to apologize! "As a weapon master, Huan Yin has his blood and his fighting spirit, so he took the initiative to ask Jida for help.

"Really it only takes an hour?" Jida looked at Huan Yin carefully. He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was not as simple as he seemed.

"In just one hour, the Great Elder can respond to the Tiger Devouring Tribe now, and in an hour Lakshen will fight on behalf of our White Tiger Tribe!" Huan Yin looked determined.

"Okay, since Master Huan said so, I will take a gamble on you. Lakshen, you must know the current situation. You must not let me down!" Jida said loudly.

An hour later, Lakshen appeared in front of the White Tiger Division with a huge tiger. Opposite him, an equally burly looking barbarian man walked out of the Tiger Devouring Division's camp with two leopards. , slowly coming towards you.

"Lakshan, wasn't the lesson I taught you last time profound enough? This time, do you dare to come and humiliate yourself? Your White Tiger Department actually puts its last glimmer of hope on someone like you who doesn't even have a decent magic weapon. What a joke it is on people!" The person who walked out of the Tiger Devouring Department was naturally Sire. He was holding a heavy hammer and mocking Lakshen arrogantly.

Lakshen's heart suddenly sank as he looked at the heavy hammer in Sire's hand. That heavy hammer was probably a fourth-grade magic weapon, and the last time he fought Si Re, Si Re used a third-grade magic weapon.

Sire noticed Lakshen's expression, and his expression became even more arrogant: "Haha, are you scared? This magical weapon was specially made by the master of my clan for this battle. The purpose is to allow me to win the battle in one fell swoop and break through yours." The last line of defense, reaching behind the White Tiger Division, hahahaha!”

"Sire, don't be arrogant. You are no match for me. You should know it in your heart! You are not a hero if you show off with sharp weapons!" Lakshen shouted.

When Sire heard what Lakshen said, his smile became even crazier: "Huh? What do monks use when fighting without magic weapons? Lakshen, you are going into battle with bare hands now, are you prepared to die on your own initiative? I think you don't have any magic weapons, so just admit defeat. , lest I make a move later, you won’t even have a chance to admit defeat! My heavy hammer will smash your head in an instant!”

"Lakshen, take the sword!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Lakshen, and then a black five-foot broad sword flew out from the White Tiger camp and headed in the direction of Lakshen.

Lakshen turned around and saw the broad sword in the air. He flew up and stretched out his right hand to grab the fairy sword. However, without the luck spirit in hand, Lakshen was directly pulled down by the sword the moment he caught it. Lakshen was shocked, and quickly raised his left hand to hold the other end of the sword, and then he caught the sword steadily.

This sword could not be held by a burly warrior like Lakshen with one hand. Its weight was truly shocking.

Lakshen looked at the sword in his hand in trance, and the face of him, an old warrior, gradually showed a long-lost majestic look.