Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time - Chapter 254
Chapter 254: Zhao Huangting Observes the Sword and Comprehends the Past, The Peerless Three Swords Invite Green Mountain ‘s Sharpening (2)
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They intertwined in the surroundings as if forming a protective and isolation fence.
It isolated the others from approaching and disturbing them.
Zhao Huangting was brewing his aura for the north, so all she could do was prevent anyone from disturbing him.
The sword qi swept into the clouds like a sleeping dragon.
In the Sword Pool Lake that was covered in green waves.
There was a soft laugh and a sigh.
“Good.”
However, he did not know if he was praising the fact that there were more first-grade Supreme Swords in the world, Swallow Returns to the Nest, or praising Zhao Huangting for comprehending something and returning to his original intention.
In the sky.
A smile appeared on Wang Yansheng’s face. He held the Swallow Returns to the Nest, his eyes gentle.
However, the forging of the Swallow Returns to the Nest had yet to be completed. There were still very important steps like quenching and sharpening left.
He looked at An Le and gradually restrained the smile on his face. “An Le, follow me. Since you want to sharpen Green Mountain, you have to watch every step carefully and remember it well.”
“Although Green Mountain is a bamboo sword and I don’t know its rank, I’ve observed that although Green Mountain is lacking, its rank is definitely not lower than the first-grade.”
“If you want to sharpen such a sword, you don’t rely on strength. Instead, you rely on fate and connection with the sword.”
“If Green Mountain is willing to open it for you, you can sharpen it.”
Wang Yansheng was very experienced. He told An Le his understanding of Green Mountain’s sharpen.
Even when Zhao Huangting came to sharpen Green Mountain four times back then, Wang Yansheng had never said so earnestly.
It was not because An Le had helped him forge the Swallow Returns to the Nest, but in Wang Yansheng’s opinion, An Le had a better chance of sharpening Green Mountain than Zhao Huangting.
Green Mountain… was even more willing to open for An Le.
An Le nodded. Although he had been swinging the hammer for nearly six days and six nights and was exhausted, he did not dare to relax at all.
The Sword Furnace between his brows clanged. The Primordial Spirit sitting on the increasingly condensed Heart Sword embryo opened its eyes, and the Oblivion Multicolored Light behind it shone inch by inch.
Wang Yansheng held the Swallow Returns to the Nest. This sword that was currently emitting extreme heat was emitting a clear sword cry, like a returning swallow crying softly.
It was definitely not easy to forge a first-grade Supreme Sword. However, the sword had already completed most of the tests. Although the remaining sword quenching and sharpening were difficult, the failure rate was much lower. Wang Yansheng held the hot sword as if he couldn’t feel the heat at all.
He looked at An Le and said, “An Le, lend me a drop of blood.”
“This sword was forged for you, so it naturally belongs to you.”
An Le did not hesitate. A drop of blood appeared on his fingertip and floated up.
Wang Yansheng smeared the drop of blood on the broad body of the Swallow Returns to the Nest. It was as if cheers resounded. Accompanied by a sizzling sound, the blood fused into the sword, leaving a dark red mark on the sword.
An Le vaguely felt that his mind seemed to have established an invisible connection with this sword.
“Let’s go!”
Wang Yansheng’s eyes lit up, and his majestic and powerful Primordial Spirit immediately swept out.
Carrying the main An Le, he instantly soared towards the Sword Pool Lake that was rippling with green waves. In less than a breath, he floated above the Sword Pool Lake.
In the Sword Pool Lake below, the water was clear and reflected the blue sky, like a pool of silver surging, nurturing a pool of sword qi!
“Sword quenching is the key to increasing the toughness of a sword. Since ancient times, first-grade Supreme Swords have been the toughest things in the world. They are invincible.”
“Back then, the founding ancestor of the Sword Pool Palace used the lake water of the Sword Pool to refine a peerless first-grade Supreme Sword. The water in the Sword Pool Lake had long been filled with sword qi.”
“The sword quenching is not really done with water, but with sword qi.”
Wang Yansheng’s clothes fluttered, and the silver hair on his head kept fluttering.
An Le floated beside him and stared at him.
By the lakeside of the Sword Pool, swordsmiths flew over one after another, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.
To be able to witness the birth of a first-grade Supreme Sword with his own eyes, a swordsmith would have no regrets in his life.
Wan Jieliu was the most deranged. He never expected that he would really succeed. His teacher’s bold gamble, throwing everything away and placing all his hopes on this young man, had actually really refined the sword embryo. He clenched his fists and stared at the two figures hanging in the middle of the lake and the sword that seemed to attract everyone’s attention.
Sword quenching and sharpening were extremely important to a sword.
The former was related to the toughness of the sword, and the latter was related to the sharpness of the sword!
It was the key to whether the Swallow Returns to the Nest could truly advance to the first-grade!
The world seemed to have fallen silent at this moment. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the two figures on the Sword Pool Lake.
Wang Yansheng handed over his sword. The tip of the Swallow Returns to the
Nest was perpendicular to the lake. He looked at An Le, who understood tacitly. He reached out and grabbed the long and narrow hilt of the iron sword that had yet to be carved.
Hot intent and surging sword intent surged out of the sword hilt.
An Le’s face flushed red.
However, most of the sword qi was blocked by Wang Yansheng.
“The sword qi contained in a first-grade Supreme Sword is definitely not ordinary. An outstanding swordsmith has to have a sufficiently powerful cultivation level. Their goal is not to kill and fight, but to suppress the sword qi. ”
Wang Yansheng couldn’t help but smile and explain.
Then, he began to slowly exert strength.
Together with An Le, they stabbed the scalding Swallow Returns to the Nest towards the Sword Pool Lake.
Rumble!
The breeze on the lake instantly turned into a hurricane that intertwined and circled like a tornado!
The calm Sword Pool Lake suddenly rippled like dragon scales, like a huge dragon with scales standing up..
