Chapter 999 Bold Idea

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Bai Ye basically didn't know anything about Yijian Tiangong. Even the sage inheritance he got on the Nine Souls Continent rarely recorded this sect, but one thing is for sure. In Lishengzhou, Yijian Tiangong belongs to the famous ancient sect One of them is a super-big sect that has been passed down for 100,000 years or more, and the sect has a particularly profound background.

It's just that in this sword training room, Bai Ye couldn't feel the slightest trace of the sect's background.

The old man is also an elder of Yijian Tiangong, called Sha Moxibustion, and he is a miscellaneous elder of Yijian Tiangong. Like Luo Xuan, he is in charge of logistics. The disciples speculate that the strength of this Sha Moxibustion is not very good. You can also guess the appearance of Moxibustion. The other elders are all dressed in brocade robes and are full of vigor, but he wears simple clothes all the year round. He is thin and under 1.6 meters tall. Such as mud, it is really difficult to compare him with those strong men who cover the sky with one hand.

"The main task of our sword repairing room is to repair and forge battle swords! Yijian Tiangong is a sect famous for sword repair, and it follows the way of swordsmanship. Therefore, our Yijian Tiangong has very strict requirements for swords! This sword repairing room The dilapidated and broken swords are not only those left by the predecessors, but also the swords damaged by the disciples during their cultivation. Tiangong does not know how many swords are consumed every day. Now the inventory of the sword library is insufficient. You must repair a hundred swords every day before you can rest , Do you understand? Hurry up and go to work!" The old man said while holding a wine jar, drinking wine.

"Then how do I cultivate?" Bai Ye was stunned.

He came here to learn the supreme skills of Li Shengzhou, to practice the highest swordsmanship, not to practice swords.

But the old man ignored him, and snorted coldly: "Still practicing? You have to practice sword first, and then tell me about cultivation! Boy, let me tell you, if you can't even practice sword well, don't tell me about cultivation !"

After finishing speaking, the old man threw a piece of paper from his arms, crumpled it up and threw it towards Bai Ye, Xuan'er turned and left.

"I'll come over at night to take stock, if you don't need to repair a sword, then you have to pay attention to me!"

When the hum fell to the ground, the people left.

Bai Ye frowned again and again, picked up the paper and spread it out, on it was a simple step of sword cultivation.

The broken sword is first injected with imperial energy and holy power, and then put into the furnace for refining. The broken sword is melted, and then reshaped with holy power or imperial energy. As for the strength and hardness of the broken sword after recasting, it is determined Looking at the materials put in during the recasting, there are quite a few materials prepared by Yijian Tiangong in the sword training room, and Bai Ye can use it casually, which is not bad.

"Forget it, since it's here, it's at ease. What's more, this sword cultivator cultivates the sword, but he also cultivates the heart. Although I have many soul skills, I have been practicing the sword. Today, I will cultivate the sword.

Not allowed to have some insights! "

Bai Ye murmured, and immediately went to the sword tomb, pulled out a broken sword, and looked at it.

This sword has a unique shape. There are four barbs on the hilt. The blade is long and slender, but there are many cracks on it. Fragmented.

Bai Ye looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help thinking.

"The heyday of this sword...what was it like?"

Presumably it is also an Excalibur, right?

Just take you to try!

Bai Ye exhaled, pouring both the imperial power and the holy power into the sword, completely enveloping it like a mold, and throwing Xuan'er into the fire, the terrifying fire burst into scorching heat, even if Bai Ye possessed Huan Yu Zun The body is still sweating profusely from being baked by this temperature! He believed that even if a saint fell into this furnace, he would be burned alive within ten breaths!

This sword training room seems simple, but everything is unusual.

After about thirty breaths, the body of the sword was red and had begun to melt. Bai Ye immediately controlled the emperor's holy power to reshape the sword body, and at the same time fetched the materials, and put them into it for refining during the reshaping, so that half a stick of incense passed by, Bai Ye immediately put it into the side according to the steps on the paper for use In the cooling cold water, in an instant, bursts of blue smoke rose from the surface of the water, and the sound of sizzling sounded, and the initial repair of a sharp sword was completed...

Although it still needs to be tempered, Bai Ye is quite satisfied with his results so far.

"Hey new here! What's your name?"

At this time, a group of shirtless people came over, all of them with unfriendly faces.

Bai Ye turned his head away and nodded slightly: "Brothers, my name is Bai Ye."

"white night?"

"What a common name."

Several people murmured for a moment, then pointed to the mountains of broken swords beside them: "That's our amount for today, you help us recast it before tonight, understand? Elder Sha will check it tonight."

Bai Ye glanced over there and shook his head silently: "There are at least a few thousand of them, even if I have a hundred of them in an hour, it's impossible for me to complete them. Please don't embarrass me."

"So you're going to refuse?"

"A superior emperor dares to be so arrogant, I think you don't want to hang around here anymore."

"Have you ever heard of cannon fire? Believe it or not we tied you to the fire! We'll tear you apart!"

Several people's eyes were fixed, and their voices were cold.

Bai Ye's eyes were condensed, he scanned a few people around, and said calmly: "I gave you face, so I called you senior brother, don't push yourself too hard, how many half-sages are so arrogant?"

After saying this, the surrounding disciples in the sword training room were stunned, and they all looked at Bai Ye in astonishment.

The upper emperor clamored for a semi-saint?

Who is arrogant?

"I think you're fucking looking for death! I'll teach you how to be a man first!!" A semi-sage couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed over with a roar, his fists were like shooting stars, shaking the void, carrying the power to destroy mountains, towards Bai Ye smashed his face off.

This blow was particularly terrifying, the holy power was pure and mighty, the superior emperor would definitely not be able to resist it, even if he blocked it, he might end up with his bones broken.

However...

Bai Ye is no ordinary high-ranking emperor.

He suddenly raised his hand, blocked the attacking fist, completely wrapped it, and Xuan'er exerted force suddenly.

Boom!

The crisp cracking sound of bones spread in all directions.

"Ah!!!!" the half-holy screamed miserably, with cold sweat pouring out of his forehead.

"Junior Brother Liu!!"

"Asshole!!"

The rest of the people were furious and rushed over together, attacking fiercely.

Many spectators around secretly called shameless.

So many half saints actually deal with a high-ranking emperor... This is bullying.

Everyone felt sorry for the newcomer.

It's just... the next second, everyone realizes they were wrong.

Facing the siege of several demi-saints, Bai Ye was particularly calm. The whole person was not in a hurry, and he was able to do a job with ease. Xuan'er kicked at one of them!

boom!

The man's chest was directly dented by the kick, and he flew out in an instant, knocking over a small stove, and his whole body was ablaze, jumping into the cold pool while screaming, especially embarrassing.

Bai Ye was not polite, he turned around and rushed towards the other person again, his speed was so fast that lightning was not enough to describe, he appeared in front of that person in an instant, held his head with one hand, and smashed the whole person to the ground fiercely.

boom!

In an instant, the entire sword training room seemed to tremble, and the man's forehead forcefully punched a hole in the ground under Bai Ye's enormous force. , shook twice, then fell to the ground fainted.

Seeing this, the rest gasped violently.

Press the half saint to the ground and beat him?

Is this motherfucker still a superior emperor?

"You said you were going to put me on the fire, didn't you?"

Bai Ye stared at the other person and asked faintly.

"No...no...you must have heard it wrong, you heard it wrong..." The man backed back again and again, his lips trembling.

"Anyway, I heard it!" Bai Ye shook his head, stepped again, his body seemed to teleport, and landed behind that person.

The man was shocked, turned over quickly and threw his arm away, but Bai Ye's arm was faster than him, instantly grabbed his elbow, and exerted all his strength.

Boom.

Broken bones!

"Ah!!!!" The miserable cry repeated.

But seeing that the man's arms and bones were completely shattered, and he completely lost the ability to resist, Bai Ye grabbed his neck, lifted him up, jumped, and jumped in front of the huge stove in the middle, and slammed the man's back hard. He stuck it hard on the stove.

Zizi! ! ! ! !

An ear-piercing sound sounded, smoke burst from the man's back, his flesh was scorched, and he screamed hoarsely. The scorched black was particularly miserable.

Bai Ye didn't want to cause anyone's life, so he moved his arm and threw him into the cold water, and he was saved, but he was already half dead.

When the rest of the people saw it, they paled in horror and hurriedly knelt down.

"This junior brother... no! Senior brother!! Spare me!! Let... let us go..."

Several people shouted eagerly, their voices trembling, each of them was so frightened by Bai Ye that they burst into tears and trembled.

All the disciples in the sword training room around were silent and sighed.

A high-ranking emperor... unexpectedly took care of several semi-saints in such a short period of time, and they were so overwhelmed that they couldn't lift their heads. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe it? If this matter gets out, it might cause quite a stir, right?

"Let you go? Why?" Bai Ye glanced at them and said calmly.

"As long as you let us go, we will obey you in the future without any second thoughts..."

Several people trembled, looking at the miserable end of those people before, they were already terrified.

"Oh?"

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, and circled around these people, as if thinking of something, he looked at all the disciples present.

Sword training room...

The lowest room of the Yijian Tiangong!

The disciples who join here are all people with poor talent and shallow cultivation, and there are hardly a few saints...

With a thought in Bai Ye's mind, a bold idea came into being.

He took a deep breath and drank in a breathy voice.

"Listen, everyone, immediately put down what you are doing and come here!"

The loud voice spread throughout the entire sword training room.

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