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Chapter 116: Ou Yezi's Sword Casting Room

Turn off the TV, the few people greeted each other and went back to the room with their own thoughts. Lin Xuan said good night and returned to the room. He lay on the bed and recalled the experiences of the past two days. The legendary Xuanwu appeared in front of him like this. Even if it was not one of the ancient ones, the existence of this Xuanwu also proved the existence of the mythical age, and perhaps there were many things that he could not imagine. Just as Uncle Li said, this world is very big.

Thinking about it, Lin Xuan fell asleep in a daze. In his dream, Lin Xuan took his brothers to sweep the world, defeated League of Legends, annihilated the Holy See. Other organizations surrendered one after another, and finally stood on the top of Everest in his arms and looked down at the world... Huh? Why is it Xiao Fengyan...

Lin Xuan moved his eyes and opened his eyes. What caught his eye was a pair of beautiful big eyes...

"Hehe, brother, you finally woke up. Sister Xin has looked for you several times..." Feng Yan said happily when she saw Lin Xuan open her eyes.

Lin Xuan looked at Feng Yan lying on her body and patted her forehead: "Feng Yan, I woke up so early..."

Feng Yan pouted and said, "It's early, it's almost noon. My elder brother is such a lazy person."

Lin Xuan blinked, picked up the phone beside him, and saw a few big numbers at 1o:52 and was speechless. He usually got up automatically at six o'clock, why is it so late today... Could it be that he has been too tired these two days? Well, he must be too tired...

Lin Xuan picked up Feng Yan and put it aside, put it on a casual outfit neatly. Today, it seems that he can't practice in the morning. He pulled Feng Yan downstairs. Lin Dun and Li Nan were gone. Lin Xuan guessed that he was either going to discuss the conflict with Dongyang on the Diao Island this time, or going to work. You must know that Lin Dun and Li Nan basically ignored the affairs of the Dragon Group unless there is a big deal. They are more in Yanjing, and the frequent attacks have been made during this period.

Most of them are to protect Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan is extremely happy in the world of cultivators. There are four level bodyguards who have followed him, but Lin Dun and Li Nan will not follow him all the time. They always live under their wings. Lin Xuan will make progress very slowly. When it is time to make a move, Lin Xuan also needs to make a move by himself. Lin Dun also has the title of professor and has to attend classes. Li Nan's private detective is more of a playful nature, just a hobby.

After having lunch with Li Xin, Feng Yan, mother, and Aunt He, Lin Xuan took Li Xin and Feng Yan to his space. Li Xin gained a lot this time and happened to find a place to digest it. After discussing, the safest place was Lin Xuan's space. Although Li Xin put away the ancient Feng Palace, her cultivation level was too low now and she could not enter the Feng Palace. When Li Xin broke through the Heavenly Realm, she could use the power of the Feng Palace to open up the inner space in one fell swoop. Not everyone can have the inner space. As powerful as the Dragon King, there was no inner space. Wu Mingkong also used the power of the ancient Feng Palace to open up his own space.

Entering the space again, Lin Xuan keenly felt a slight change in the space. He looked up at the giant sword that was high into the sky not far away. There seemed to be a hint of summoning there? Lin Xuan planned to enter the giant sword again and see it again. Last time he saw the sword spirit that looked like the two dragon swords was bounced out. Could it be that he could pick up this sword this time when he took the initiative to summon it? Lin Xuan's mind became a little alive. No matter how he looked at it, he was not an ordinary person. If he picked up this sword, he would at least be invincible at the same level...

"Your mental power and source energy have been initially integrated. If you can't achieve the same level of invincibility, it will be a waste of practice..." Daoyuan's voice sounded in Lin Xuan's ears. Lin Xuan rolled his eyes speechlessly. I will die if I don't hit him...

As soon as Li Xin came in, she pulled Xiao Fengyan to the vegetable field. She didn't know why Li Xin was so enthusiastic about growing vegetables, and she didn't know when these two were so good...

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan flashed and appeared in front of the giant sword, sat cross-legged, and his mental power surged out, entering the giant sword. The same warm feeling appeared in Lin Xuan's consciousness, and then Lin Xuan came to the vast white space again.

“Welcome back.”

A consciousness was transmitted to Lin Xuan's mind. Before Lin Xuan could react, a dizzy turn was spinning, and the row of cloud-shaped stairs appeared in front of Lin Xuan again. Lin Xuan pondered slightly and stepped onto the first stairs.

"What is a sword?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Sword is my partner!"

"Hao!"

The scene in front of him changed, and Lin Xuan appeared in a cave-like space. At this moment, Lin Xuan actually felt physical. You must know that Lin Xuan had mental power entering the giant sword space, but at this moment, Lin Xuan felt as if he was really standing here.

Looking at Lin Xuan was shocked. What does that big stove mean? And what is the big hammer? Lin Xuan walked to a table with a row of bamboo slips on it. Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, picked up the first bamboo slip on the far right, and raised his hand to open the bamboo slips.

"Bird Seal?" Lin Xuan studied history and still had some understanding of the writings of the Spring and Autumn Period. "Isn't Bird Seal from Yue Kingdom's writings??" Lin Xuan had some expectations in his heart.

"Sword-making skills!" Lin Xuan's eyes lit up when he saw these three words, and then Lin Xuan looked down and felt filled with surprise: "Ou Yezi!"

After the surprise, I wondered why the sword-making technique recorded by Ou Yezi appeared in the space? Could it be that the space directly moved the place where Ou Yezi made the sword-making?

Then he looked down: "Young Master Yu accidentally obtained the skill of making swordsmanship in his life. He made countless swords in his life. He should be the most famous for Longyuan, Taia, Gongbu, Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuyan, and Juque. However, I love Tianwen even more. Suddenly, I felt that Tianwen was about torture, so I hid Tianwen without raising it, and cast another sword to replace him."

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's eyes lit up. If the space really brought Ou Yezi's sword-casting room over, would Ou Yezi's favorite Tianwen Sword be here? Lin Xuan's heart suddenly felt like a kitten's claws were scratching, shook his head and continued to look down.

"I felt that I didn't have much time, so I entrusted the records of what I learned throughout my life to Gan Jiang Moye to pass on what I learned..."

Next is the main text of the sword-making technique. Lin Xuan put down the bamboo slips and picked up the other bamboo slips to look at them one by one. They were all full of sword-making techniques. At this moment, Lin Xuan was a little lucky. Fortunately, he had some research on bird seals, otherwise he would not understand them at all. Suddenly, a consciousness flashed through Lin Xuan's mind. Could it be that the magic sword-making technique of China was lost because the things left by Ou Yezi were brought in by space?

Putting down the bamboo slips for sword-casting, Lin Xuan began to look at the entire space. Well, Lin Xuan mainly wanted to see if there was really a Tianwen Sword. Don’t rush to learn sword-casting. This first level gave him such a big surprise. So what would happen to the second level? Lin Xuan couldn’t wait, but before that, I’d better find out if there is a Tianwen Sword...

Lin Xuan subconsciously wanted to use his mental power, but unfortunately, for some reason, Lin Xuan couldn't use his mental power here. Let's find it slowly...

There was no big stove and no casting table. Instead, I turned out a bunch of small tools for carving abrasive tools. Looking at these exquisite small tools, Lin Xuan smashed his mouth. He was worthy of being the tool used by the founder of sword casting. I didn’t get much money after spending a walk, and even Lin Xuan picked up the several hammers to see. Isn’t it here? Or was it taken away? Or was it not a real space, but a virtual one?
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