You have a good chance, I accept it.

As time went by, Zhang Yi was sweating more and more, and his face was full of exhaustion. If Ye Lin hadn't been using spiritual power to instill it into his body, maybe he wouldn't be able to hold on anymore.

"It's done."

Looking at the ball of fiery red liquid in front of him, Zhang Yi's face was full of excitement. Then he pinched it out with a hand, and the entire sword embryo was completely formed.

Next, it’s forging.

Zhang Yi reached out and took the sledgehammer beside him, dragged out a wooden box, opened it, threw items in it, and struck it over and over again with the sledgehammer.

The entire weapon refining room was filled with the sound of metal hitting.

The refining process lasted for two hours, and a long sword was completely formed.

Zhang Yi inlaid a fiery red gold stone on the hilt of the sword and released the entire long sword into the water.

Along with a huge wave of air, a high-grade Xuan-level long sword was forged.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to build this high-grade Xuan-level weapon in my lifetime. If there are a few more items, this long sword might be able to reach the pseudo-Earth level."

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Zhang Yi's face was full of excitement.

The pseudo-earth level means that it already has the hardness and characteristics of the earth level, but does not have the spirit. Compared with the real earth level, it is still a little bit behind.

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Lin took the sword, thanked Zhang Yi, and played with it in his hand.

The more I look at it, the happier my heart becomes. It is a top-grade Xuan-level treasure and a priceless treasure.

"You don't need to thank me. You have half of the credit for the success of this training."

Zhang Yi waved his hands and said indifferently.

Although it is a pity not to create a fake ground level, it is enough.

"Your long sword only needs three more Xuan-level treasures, and then you can find a fifth-level weapon refiner to make it, and it will definitely become an earth-level spiritual weapon."

Hearing this, Ye Lin smiled bitterly in his heart. A fifth-grade weapon refiner had a status comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. How could he meet him now? Even if he did, he would ask a fifth-grade weapon refiner to take action and wipe out all his wealth. Not even taking a look.

"Lin Zisheng, a direct disciple of the Qingyun Sect, came to the Giant Hammer Sect to pay a special visit. Please meet him."

Just as the two were chatting happily, there was a sound outside the door, which resounded throughout the Giant Hammer Gate.

Ye Lin and Zhang looked at each other.

"It seems that my senior brother is here. Master, please wait here for a moment while I go to deal with it."

Ye Lin raised the corners of his mouth and walked out after finishing speaking.

Watching Ye Lin leave, Zhang Yi shook his head and walked away.

At this time, the entire Giant Hammer Sect disciples looked up at the figure in the sky and started talking.

"Qingyun Sect's family history? Didn't someone come here? What does he do?"

"I don't know. We haven't seen a single person from our Giant Hammer Sect for several years. I didn't expect that two members of the Qingyun Sect came today on the same day. What a coincidence."

Seeing the people below talking about each other, Lin Zisheng felt a sudden change in his heart.

The monks in the foundation-building stage sense how terrifying it is, and they can hear it clearly even from a distance of a thousand meters.

"Isn't it possible that that guy Ye Lin got the better of him again?"

Lin Zisheng's face was extremely ugly, and he was muttering in his heart.

Ye Lin has now completely become his inner demon, the kind that can never be exorcised in his life.

Until a figure appeared, Lin Zisheng was completely desperate.

It's him again, why him again? Why is it him every time lately? And why does he seem to know what I'm thinking and always be one step ahead of me every time?

"Senior Brother Lin, we meet again, why don't you come down and sit down?"

Looking at Lin Zisheng in the sky, Ye Lin shouted loudly.

Looking at Ye Lin, Lin Zisheng didn't even bother to say hello, turned around and left.

Name: Lin Zisheng

Cultivation level: Middle stage of foundation building

Fate: Blue (disabled)

Numerology: [Mediocre Luck] [Leader of Swordsmanship] [Intelligence and Spirituality] [Reincarnation of Power]

Destiny: Stopped in the middle stage of Yuanying, and was killed by a peak Yuanying monk during an adventure in a secret realm.

Recent opportunity: After the soul awakens, immediately go to the Demon Valley and search for the treasures hidden in the Demon Valley for the purpose of rising in the previous life.

[Mediocre luck]: There is a lot of luck with you. Good luck can often help you avoid danger when you encounter it.

[Powerful Reincarnation]: You are the reincarnation of a powerful person in the fairy world. After repeated setbacks, the soul of the previous life will wake up after an hour at a huge cost.

Looking at Lin Zisheng's panel, Ye Lin's eyes narrowed and he chased Lin Zisheng's back with his flying sword.

Now, Lin Zisheng absolutely couldn't stay. After an hour, his soul came to his senses, and if he continued to play, he would collapse.

What's more, the numerology of Lin Zisheng, the Son of Heaven, has also disappeared, which means that Lin Zisheng's value to him is no longer great.

"Why? Why can he always be one step ahead of me? Why?"

In the sky, Lin Zisheng almost collapsed and roared towards the surroundings.

"What?"

Feeling a strong sense of oppression coming from behind, Lin Zisheng immediately turned his head and found that Ye Lin had chased after him with a flying sword.

Lin Zisheng stopped and turned to look at Ye Lin.

"Why?"

Three simple words, full of helplessness and despair.

"you do not need to know."

Ye Lin's whole body was burning with phoenix fire. He looked at Lin Zisheng and shook his head lightly.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

Lin Zisheng looked calm and slowly lowered his flying sword, followed closely by Ye Lin.

The two came to a jungle and looked at each other.

All around, fallen leaves were falling, and the sky was filled with dark clouds.

In just a few minutes, snowflakes fell one after another, and the snowflakes landed on their shoulders.

There was a chilling atmosphere in the air, and the animals that were spending the winter around were so frightened that they hurriedly ran away with their hands on their shoulders and bowed.

Rumble

At this time, bursts of thunder came from the sky, as if God was roaring, cheering for this war.

boom

Along with a thunderous thunder, the frequency of snowflakes falling became more and more rapid.

There is also more and more snow on the ground.

Stab

Suddenly, Ye Lin moved, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as a poisonous snake, and he struck directly at Linzi's holy face gate.

"The reversal of yin and yang."

Lin Zisheng let out a soft drink, and the snow on the ground suddenly flew into the air, with sword aura flowing horizontally and vertically.

jingle

There was just a crisp sound, and the two long swords suddenly collided together, and the surrounding snow was instantly shaken away.

"Three swords of life and death, one sword of yin and yang, cutting."

In an instant, the white light on Ye Lin's long sword flowed, and the sword stabbed towards Lin Zisheng's face door. At the same time, a black long sword appeared silently behind Lin Zisheng.

"A sword cuts through the heaven and earth, a sword opens the sky and cuts it down."

Lin Zisheng roared angrily, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at Ye Lin with extremely powerful force.

boom

The two long swords clashed, and Ye Lin took a step back. The next moment, a black long sword penetrated Lin Zisheng's abdomen silently, causing blood to flow out.

"It's impossible. The sword cuts the heaven and the earth. One sword opens the sky. Cut it for me."

As the black sword dissipated, Lin Zisheng suddenly became confused. He endured the pain and activated his martial arts skills, and struck Ye Lin with his sword.

"Everything in the world must die."

"Life is a right given by the world; death is a right deprived of by the world."

"Then, on behalf of the world, I will deprive you of your right to live."

At this moment, Ye Lin seemed to realize something. He closed his eyes and faced Lin Zisheng's fatal blow.

"Three swords of life and death, one sword of death."