The long sword that had just been released again was red all over, transmitting an almost weird light. There was a faint liquid flowing in the sword body, as if it would evaporate at any time, full of immobility.

Yue Kuohai used iron pliers to clamp the recast sword hilt, grabbed a handful of ore powder with his right hand and evenly spread it on the sword. A little flame rose up at any time.

This ore powder appears beautifully light gold, and it immediately burns when it hits high temperatures, instantly letting the whole sword bathe in the red and golden flames.

Yue Kuohai no longer hit the sword body with an iron hammer. He swung his left arm and swung his sword quickly, which immediately brought out the fire of rolling heat waves and splashing fire points.

The next moment, the long sword was sent into a large bucket placed next to the stove by the master of casting, and was immersed in black oil to cool down, silently without a trace of smoke!

After only a moment, the sword was retried.

The black oil spot slid down the sword blade, and Qingying's sword body instantly appeared in front of Wei Changfeng's eyes. The instant shining light made him squint his eyes.

And this amazing scene also shocked him a little.

Wei Changfeng had no idea about casting sword refiners, but just looking at the forging process of Yue Kuohai, he could understand the powerful strength that the latter had, and even had a deeper understanding than others.

Because he was once a great master of alchemy, in some ways, the top existences in different fields all have the same meaning.

Yue Kuohai is undoubtedly a true master!

While Wei Changfeng felt a sense of respect, he also had strong expectations for the repaired sword.

However, Yue Kuohai's work was not over yet. He took a piece of white linen and carefully wiped off the remaining oil stains on the sword's body. Then he re-inserted the new sword hilt to shake hands.

"It's done. You guys are lucky!"

Yue Kuohai handed the sword in his hand to Wei Changfeng. He curled his lips and said, "The meteorite iron is fused perfectly. It was not forged by me. I will not be able to engrave the name."

Those famous craftsmen will etch names on the equipment they forged, and they are of the famous seal level in terms of level, and their value is far greater than that of ordinary equipment.

Wei Changfeng's Mingguang Sword originally had the quality of a famous seal, but because there were some minor problems during the casting process, the craftsmen who forged it did not have the name engraved.

True craftsmen or masters cherish their names very much. Without the equipment required, they will never be able to engrave their names. Otherwise, it will be easy to destroy their reputations, and it will be difficult to establish them again.

It is precisely because of this that Yue Kuohai will not engrave the name on the restored sword.

He simply disdains!

Wei Changfeng happily took over the newly restored long sword and played with it with love.

This "new" sword is no different in size from the original one, but strangely, the weight has decreased. It feels light and sharp when held in his hand, familiar and fresh.

Especially the layer of clear light floating on the sword is even more breathtaking, as if it has been transformed. It even made Wei Changfeng feel a strong impulse to test the sword's edge!

He couldn't help asking, "Senior, has my bright light improved in quality?"

Yue Kuohai snorted and said proudly: "Of course! The most you used to be the lower grade of the famous seal. Now that I have reforged it, it is already the top grade of the famous seal. Two pieces of meteorite are not in vain!"

He picked up a thick black iron bar and said, "Try it!"

Wei Changfeng nodded and immediately swung his sword to slash the iron bar.

The thick iron bar was cut into two pieces in an instant, and the blade was not damaged at all, and it was still clear and bright!

Cut iron like mud!

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but gasp. The sharpness of the sword completely exceeded his expectations, and was even far ahead of the restoration. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the top-quality seal of Yue Kuohai.

But this master of casting is unwilling to engrave names, otherwise it will be worth several times more than it will be!

Yue Kuohai suddenly frowned: "Mingguang Sword? This name is no longer suitable for this sword."

Wei Changfeng's heart moved and said, "Please give me a name!"

Yue Kuohai touched his messy beard and pondered: "The sword comes out with clear light, then it's called Qingying!"

Green Shadow Sword?

Wei Changfeng felt that the name was good and smiled and said, "Thank you senior!"

Yue Kuohai waved his hand and said angrily: "What's there to thank for? Do you think it was a waste of time, and the materials are 150 merits in total, so you can pay with the spirit beads."

Wei Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "It's better to work hard."

The 550 sect meritorious contributions that had just been obtained were immediately paid out.

However, he had a preliminary understanding of the value of the sect's merits: "Senior, if it were replaced by a spirit bead, how much would it take?"

Yue Kuohai glanced at him and said, "There are also 150 lower-grade spiritual beads. If you exchange them with your fellow sects, you can probably exchange them for a few more meritorious ones."

Wei Changfeng was completely clear about this. As he guessed, Yun Haishan’s sect’s merits were indeed very valuable. It was equivalent to a low-grade spiritual bead, which was definitely valuable!

"Okay, you can leave..."

Yue Kuohai impatiently drove people: "It won't be so cheaper next time I come again!"

Wei Changfeng quickly said goodbye and left.

After walking out of the workshop and returning to the shop in front, Wu Liang was still waiting outside.

Seeing Wei Changfeng, he felt relieved: "Senior Brother Wei, you finally came out. Have you been practicing the sword?"

Wei Changfeng apologized and said, "I have let my senior brother wait for a long time, and it has been repaired!"

"That's good!"

Wu Liang smiled and said, "Let's go quickly. Senior Brother Dongfang sent someone to find him and said that he had booked the Deyue Tower in the city and let us go and have a banquet to celebrate!"

Of course, Wei Changfeng had no objection and said, "Let's go!"

This expanded Tucheng is not very big, with only one bustling street, but there are several taverns and restaurants, among which Deyue Tower is only a few dozen steps away from Yuezifangshu.

It was already dark, and all the shops in the street had lanterns lit up. This three-story restaurant was decorated with lights and looked joyous.

When Wei Changfeng and Wu Liang came over, the hall on the first floor was already full of people, and they were eating happily around the wine table.

"The two must be Mr. Wei and Mr. Wu, right?"

The guy at the door greeted enthusiastically: "Young Master Dongfang has given instructions. If you two come here, please go to the third floor!"

This restaurant has been booked, and the people attending the banquet are basically the children of Jingyun who participated in the selection of dragons and phoenixes of Yunhaishan. For them, whether they have passed the assessment or not, it is worth celebrating to be able to come back alive.

A feast is underway in the VIP chalet on the third floor!

Dongfang Chaohui, Dongfang Lingtian, Dongfang Haoyang, Wei Yiping...

Wei Changfeng glanced over and saw many familiar faces, including the martial arts master who led the team, Chen Qi from Yunhaimen Sunset Peak and Qi Yuhe from Bixiu Peak. A total of more than 20 people attended.

But the one sitting in the main seat was not the master elder or two disciples of Yunhaishan inner sect, but a handsome man in white.

The other party looked very young, with fair skin and handsome appearance, with a hint of femininity between the tips of his eyebrows, and his long black hair fell casually onto his shoulders, giving him a unique temperament.

He held a wine glass in his hand and listened to Qi Yuhe, who was sitting in the lower position, with a smile.

"Junior Brother Wei, Junior Brother Wu..."

Seeing Wei Changfeng and Wu Liang coming in, Dongfang Chaohui immediately stood up and said, "You are finally here. Come and see Senior Brother Long Feilong from Sunset Peak!"

Dongfang Chaohui was so serious that Wei Changfeng and Wu Liang did not dare to neglect them, so they went forward to salute together.

"Disciple Wei Changfeng/Wu Liang, I have met Senior Brother Long!"

The senior brother Long was the man in white sitting on the main seat. He nodded as a gift and said with a smile: "Since you are late, you must first have three glasses of wine!"

His voice was low and pleasant, and in a soft voice, a pressure that belonged only to the superior strong man quietly enveloped Wei Changfeng and Wu Liang!

Wu Liang's expression froze, and his bent waist was difficult to straighten again.

Wei Changfeng also clearly felt the pressure from the other party, but unlike Wu Liang, he immediately stood up and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Dare not to accept his life!"

The next moment, Wei Changfeng's eyes met Long Fei in an instant.

boom!

Wei Changfeng heard his soul roaring, and his consciousness seemed to be deeply trapped in the other party's Hei Yan's eyes, and could no longer break free. Everything around him no longer existed.

However, Wei Changfeng's trance lasted for only a moment, and the sudden sting of his eyebrows made him wake up suddenly, and he was shocked.

What's going on?

The source of the stinging pain was a little divine thought he cultivated with the technique of divine thoughts!

“Huh?”

Long Fei's eyes flashed, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Junior Brother Wei, Junior Brother Wu, sit down and drink together."

The smile is as gentle as the spring breeze, making people feel warm when they look at it.

Wei Changfeng suppressed his inner suspicion and quietly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Long."

Pulling Wu Liang, who was stunned beside him, the two sat in the empty seats that had been prepared by Dongfang Chaohui, and a maid brought wine and tableware.

After Wei Changfeng and Wu Liang punished themselves for three cups, the banquet continued.

Wu Liang drank several glasses of wine, and lowered his voice in shock and said to Wei Changfeng: "Senior Brother Wei, what is the origin of this Senior Brother Long? He is so powerful!"

He was originally a person who was not afraid of heaven or earth, but just now, shocked by Long Fei's momentum, he could hardly speak and almost made a fool of himself on the spot, and he had some fear of this senior brother.

Wei Changfeng shook his head and replied, "I don't know either, so I'll ask Senior Brother Dongfang later."

Wu Liang nodded and did not speak again.

After three rounds of drinking, the dancer in full dress came on stage, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the banquet!

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