Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

0The cave was quite spacious, and the walls around it had been repaired, so it was obvious that there were people living here all year round.    

    

The ground was very dry. As they walked in, they could feel the temperature gradually rising. It was the flame in the iron furnace.    

    

In the depths of the cave, a thin old man stood in front of an iron furnace. In the furnace in front of him, purple flames rose. That was a situation that only occurred when the temperature of the flames reached a certain level. In front of the furnace was an iron anvil, on top of which was a sparkling silver short knife.    

    

The thin old man was Qii Lingfeng. Although he was much thinner than before, he could still see some outline.    

    

Qii Lingfeng swung a hammer taller than his body and hit the short knife hard. The blade of the short knife was extremely sharp, but Qii Lingfeng still shouted in anger, "It's not enough. What is missing? What is it? Come out quickly!"    

    

Looking at the strange old man in front of him, Yang Xuan sighed helplessly. Qii Lingfeng had been obsessed with martial arts since he was young, but he did not like fists and kicks. Instead, he liked all kinds of weapons.    

    

However, as the saying went, poor people were rich in martial arts. As Qii Lingfeng grew stronger, those ordinary weapons could no longer satisfy him. Therefore, he began to work in the blacksmith profession, and was keen on forging all kinds of weapons.    

    

In the past, Luo Ga searched the entire Heaven Realm, and wanted to find someone to help him reforge the blood armor and the blood sword. But no one dared to take over, because the way Luo Ga used it would cause great damage to one's vitality. It would at least reduce one's lifespan by a thousand years, which was of course nothing to Luo Ga. However, who would be willing to sacrifice their lives for an ordinary cultivator?    

    

However, Qii Lingfeng had found Luo Ga and told him that he didn't care about the rewards. He just wanted to witness the birth of a peerless weapon.    

    

Yang Xuan had never thought that the burly man who was in his prime years ago would turn into a man who didn't look like a human or a ghost. Immediately, he felt a little miserable.    

    

He came behind Qii Lingfeng and looked at his every movement. Qii Lingfeng seemed to have entered a state of selflessness. He didn't even notice that Yang Xuan had arrived.    

    

"This sword is missing some Spirit Aura." Yang Xuan looked at Qii Lingfeng's frenzied state and couldn't help but remind him.    

    

Qii Lingfeng's body suddenly shook, and the iron hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. He stared at the short knife in front of him with a dull face. After a long time, he muttered to himself, "That's right, it is missing its Spirit Aura. A good knife, how can it be missing a Spirit Aura?"    

    

As he spoke, he actually picked up the short knife and was about to stab himself in the chest. Yang Xuan saw this and quickly went forward to grab Qii Lingfeng's wrist, but Qii Lingfeng's strength was already at the Divine General level, how could Yang Xuan stop him?    

    

Yang Xuan immediately gritted his teeth, taking advantage of the fact that Qii Lingfeng had yet to make a move. He placed his arm in front of Qii Lingfeng's chest. At this moment, the short knife in Qii Lingfeng's hand had already pierced through the blood armor. It pierced through Yang Xuan's arm.    

    

The intense pain made Yang Xuan suck in a breath of cold air. This short knife was made from Firethorn Gold. After piercing through the wound, the energy within started burning Yang Xuan's flesh.    

    

When Qii Lingfeng looked at the blood armor in front of him, he was stunned on the spot with a blank expression on his face.    

    

"Master?" Qi Qingyang was shocked when he saw Qii Lingfeng's expression. He quickly called out to him.    

    

Qii Lingfeng looked like he had just woken up from a dream. He raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan who was standing in front of him. He was not shocked. He asked, "Luo Ga, when did you come?"    

    

"You are going crazy." Yang Xuan said to Qii Lingfeng angrily. It was not because he was stabbed by Qii Lingfeng, but because Qii Lingfeng had gone mad.    

    

Qii Lingfeng quickly pulled out the short knife. Yang Xuan retracted his arm and said to Qii Lingfeng, "Why do you have to do this?"    

    

"Blood armor..." Qii Lingfeng did not answer Yang Xuan. His eyes fell on the blood armor on Yang Xuan's body. He was lost in his thoughts again. There was a palm in the depths of his heart. He trembled slightly as he caressed the blood armor. He whispered softly, "blood armor, long time no see?"    

    

The blood armor also responded happily. Back then, it was Luo Ga and Qii Lingfeng who made it. To it, the two of them were like its biological father.    

    

"Luo Ga, what is wrong with me? Why can't I forge a weapon like the blood armor and the blood sword anymore?" Qii Lingfeng raised his head and said in a daze.    

    

"You are too impatient." Yang Xuan sighed and said, "Although I have not forged a weapon for a long time, I can feel it. When you forge a weapon, you only want to make it look like you want it. You can't accept its flaws. "    

    

"That's right, I pursued perfection too much, so I couldn't allow it to have even the slightest flaw" Qii Lingfeng's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had woken up from a great dream. He said, "So that's how it is, hahaha, so that's how it is."    

    

Yang Xuan silently looked at Qii Lingfeng's wild laughter. After waiting for a while, Qii Lingfeng finally stopped. Yang Xuan then said to Qii Lingfeng, "Maybe you should think about it. Did you miss something?"    

    

"What did you miss?" Qii Lingfeng suddenly fell into deep thought. After a long time, he suddenly looked up. "When I first became a blacksmith, I made every weapon. I was very focused, but as my forging skills improved... I'm becoming more and more unsatisfied with these weapons. I want to forge better weapons. But I forgot that any weapon has its own personality... Its own characteristics "    

    

"That's right, perhaps mediocrity is also a characteristic, but perfection is definitely not. A perfect weapon means that it doesn't have any outstanding aspects, then it's just a scrap metal." Yang Xuan whispered to Qii Lingfeng.    

    

Qii Lingfeng looked at the hammer in front of him sadly and said, "Sure enough, I have been wrong for so many years."    

    

"So, now you want to walk back to your original path?" Yang Xuan smiled and said to Qii Lingfeng when he saw that Qii Lingfeng had returned to normal.    

    

"Can you help me?"    

    

"I am now the president of Blacksmith's Guild, but you know, I have always been a boss, so I hope someone can help me. Help me make the blacksmith's name shine in the eyes of the world again."    

    

"Okay, I promise you." Qii Lingfeng replied without hesitation, "But I also have my own ambitions. I want to make a better weapon. This will cost a lot of money, and I only want to forge a better weapon. If you give me some scrap metal, I would rather open a mountain and chisel myself. Prepare the forging materials for myself."    

    

"No problem" Yang Xuan nodded, but he was already drenched in cold sweat. What he said just now was what he said subconsciously. Most of these were the thoughts of Luo Ga. As for Yang Xuan... He was just using the memory left behind by Luo Ga to put on an act. But no matter what, Qii Lingfeng had returned to normal. Therefore, Yang Xuan's goal had been achieved.