Tens of thousands of sword lights soared into the sky!
Many of the cultivators attending the Swordplay Competition were dumbfounded.
Perhaps some of them had never seen so many sword lights in their lives.
Countless sword auras soared into the sky, turning the Hundred Refinement Peak into the Ten Thousand Sword Peak!
Fu Yun Zi's eyes didn't even blink as he stared at the sword light that was whistling through the air. His mouth muttered, "A newly forged flying sword is graded by the light it emits. If it is less than three meters, it cannot be classified as a magic weapon …"
Among the tens of thousands of sword lights, the largest sword light was less than three meters long.
Even though it was colorful, it was only thirty feet higher than the Hundred Refinement Peak. It was like green leaves in the midst of purple and red, and the sound of the sword seemed a little weak.
This meant that the flying sword he had refined had yet to reach the level of a magic treasure.
To all the Weapon Refiners, this was an extremely shameful matter.
A flying sword that wasn't even a Dharma treasure, how could it still be considered a flying sword?
Clearly, this had expelled 90% of the swordsmiths.
Fu Yun Zi only glanced at it, the brush in his hand didn't stop as he continued to record, "The sword light is clear and bright, the sword light is mixed, the sword light is clear, the sword sound is clear, the sword light is mute, the sword light is mute …"
He looked at the sky above the Hundred Refinement Peak and saw dozens of sword lights soaring into the sky, all of them more than three feet high.
"There are ninety-three master craftsmen invited this time. This is a new record for the Artifact Refining Convention."
The Mysterious Poison Daoist of Tiandu Sect sighed softly. "Producing dozens of flying swords at once is indeed a grand event in the cultivation world!"
"Not to mention, these flying swords already possess such intelligence when they've just been forged. Obviously, their quality is excellent. If they're nurtured in the future, it wouldn't be impossible for them to be comparable to Perfect Perfection Realm Magic Treasures …"
He really felt that it was a pity. Even if it was a magic tool, it could only be because it had not been warmed in the furnace for long enough.
If he searched carefully and continued to cultivate, he might be able to produce dozens of inferior-grade flying swords!
From the looks of it, Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect had indeed invested heavily this time round.
Moreover, these flying swords were given to the participating itinerant cultivators, not for their own use.
However, Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect did not gain nothing apart from the Dao runes.
At the very least … all the disciples of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect could participate in the event based on their own opportunities.
At that moment, a large number of Hundred Refinement Sect disciples gathered together and stared at the dozens of sword lights that shot into the sky with excited gazes.
"This Swordplay Competition is an unprecedented event. Even Ouyang Zi and Master Ghost Hand have been invited …"
The Eldest Senior Brother of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect, Sikong Lian, spoke confidently, "However, these flying swords are definitely the best ones. They have endless uses and have long been valued by the paragons like Mystic Poison, Mo Xiaochou and Cui Yingxiu. As the hosts, it's not good for us to fight with them …"
In fact, he couldn't snatch it, so there was no need to say anything.
"Immortal cultivators value karma the most. Since Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect provided most of the materials, as disciples, we are naturally fated with those newly forged flying swords … That's the reason why there have been many disciples of Hundred Refinement Sect who obtained exquisite Dharma treasures in the past Treasure Refinement Conventions."
He continued, "It's not our place to snatch the flying swords of Ouyang Zi, Ghost Hand, Divine Craftsman, and the other Grandmaster Artificers. But as for the other Grandmaster Artificers, once we get our hands on them, we can't let anyone else have them. Show us your courage as disciples of the six great orthodox sects. Besides, we're on our own turf, so who are we afraid of? If we manage to snatch a flying sword, we won't have to worry for the rest of our lives! "
"This time, other than those famed grandmasters, Seven Star Child and Little Ghost Axe Lu Shenshu are also new grandmasters. You recognize their sword lights, right? Remember, focus on the good ones! "
The other legacy disciple pursed his lips.
When the Earth Fire Room was taken over, it was registered and marked with an exclusive mark.
Thus, they knew very well who the source of those sword lights was.
He was the one guarding the bronze door. Because of the Thousand Chance Lock, he knew the background of some Weapon Refinement Masters very well and had already set his target.
Those who are too famous have been targeted long ago. However, I remember that one master. Later on, I found out that his name is Fu Yun Zi. He was previously unknown but his weapon refinement skills are unfathomable. He's a huge dark horse and I'm going to keep an eye on him!
This disciple was a conscientious person. He had long remembered Master Fu Yun Zi's Earth Fire Room number and was currently staring in that direction.
As expected.
The next moment.
A brilliant sword light suddenly soared into the sky. Its aura was as cold as the moon and its sound was like the roar of a dragon. In an instant, it suppressed the other flying swords and chased after Little Ghost Axe, Seven Star Child, Divine Craftsman and the other Grandmasters.
Even if they were all flying swords, there was still a difference in quality.
After those dozens of sword lights rose up, the difference in strength quickly became clear.
Most of the sword lights stopped at a height of ten zhang. Obviously, although they had been refined into flying swords, their quality was only below average.
Only the remaining thirteen sword lights continued to rise. Like a crane among a flock of chickens, they attracted the gazes of many cultivators.
The sword light from Chung Shen Soo's furnace was impressively among them.
"If the treasure light can reach ten zhang, it would be a high grade flying sword …"
Fu Yun Zi's eyes lit up, "To be able to refine so many high grade flying swords in one go, this Sword Refining Conference will definitely be remembered for generations to come!"
Even after reaching ten zhang, there were still sword lights that continued to rise.
Finally, there were three dark green sword lights that seemed to have reached their limit and stopped at eleven zhang.
Immediately after, there were another three sword lights that stopped at fourteen zhang, only a sliver away from reaching fifteen zhang.
The remaining seven sword lights each let out a clear and melodious sword cry and rushed to fifteen zhang. At the highest point of the Sword Refining Conference, they turned into countless sword lights that wandered and played around.
"It's actually top grade flying swords!"
In the upper seats, Mo Xiaochou pressed down on the restless Dragon Slaying Sword and lightly sighed, "It's a pity that the other senior and junior brothers didn't come. Otherwise, these seven flying swords would be a perfect match for us."
"Yes, yes!"
The group of guests all laughed on the surface, but in their hearts, they were cursing, 'These seven flying swords are fated with you Seven Swords of Tianshan. Why don't you say that all the swords in the world are fated with your family!'
"Not good … Although I know that senior is like an awl in a bag and will definitely stand out … this is too much of a show-off … I'm afraid … I won't be able to win!"
The disciple who had his eyes on Chung Shen Soo's flying swords groaned inwardly. Looking at one of the seven sword lights, he almost vomited blood.
He even saw that even the sword lights of Seven Star Child and Little Ghost Axe were overtaken by that cold moon. In the end, the sword only reached seventeen zhang and was ranked third in this world's Sword Refining Conference.
Further up were the famous Grandmasters of Sword Refinement, Ouyang Zi and Master Ghost Hand.
"The sword lights are over. Announce the names!"
The sect master of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect shouted when he saw that.
As Dharmic powers surged, countless heavenly flowers fell and formed a light screen in midair. "First place in the Sword Refining Conference … Ouyang Zi!"
"Second place … Master Ghost Hand!"
"Third place … Fu Yun Zi!"
Unknown for half his life, he became famous in one fell swoop!
If Ouyang Zi and Ghost Hand were already famous in the world before this, most of the cultivators present were asking, "Who is Fu Yun Zi?"
"Why haven't I heard of such a Sword Refinement Grandmaster before?"
"I'm afraid he's someone who has been cultivating in seclusion. Now that he's here, isn't this the reserved song for every Treasure Refining Conference?"
Pa!
Fu Yun Zi's mouth was half-open as the pen and paper in his hand fell to the ground. He stared blankly at his own name. "It's not me … There must be a mistake …"
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