Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

The sword furnace fire does not go out, and Lian Que silently pays attention. He calmly puts in various precious materials.

If someone with discerning eyes sees it, they can understand the effort Lian Que has put into this.

Among them are valuable materials such as flowing goldstone and luminous mud. In terms of their rare value alone, they are completely worthy of Jiang Wang returning the life token.

The life of the Lian family is made for the life token, so they cherish their freedom even more.

When Lian Que said that even if he died, he would not hand over the life token, it was not an empty promise. If it weren't for the fact that there was no other way in the Tianfu Secret Realm, he would not use it as proof.

Because only the life token can reflect his gratitude to anyone.

So when he discovered the life token on Jiang Wang, he probably understood the choice he made in the Tianfu Secret Realm.

Jiang Wang did not let him choose wrong, and he would not let Jiang Wang choose wrong.

The Lian family's direct lineage only has three opportunities to forge ancient furnaces in their lifetime, usually used to break through the bottleneck of the forge master. He is willing to use this precious opportunity to forge a sword for Jiang Wang.

Lian Que's strength is not bad. If it weren't for the constant conspiracies of those people in the Tianfu Secret Realm, he might not have been eliminated.

And in the path of forging, he has special talent. Otherwise, he would not have become one of the ten descendants of the Lian family who mastered their own life tokens.

The materials gradually melted in the sword furnace, and he followed by using different seals, each step as precise as the Mo Family's mechanism.

And from beginning to end, Jiang Wang just sat beside him and cultivated the Dao Yuan.

Time passed in a flash, and three days and three nights had passed.

...

Lian Que was really surprised by the vigorous Dao Yuan of Jiang Wang!

Three days and three nights had passed, and Jiang Wang showed no signs of exhaustion of Dao Yuan.

What he didn't know was that Jiang Wang now had the nine major star river Dao rotations, plus the entangled star spirit snake. Even if he didn't practice the pulse cultivation, he could automatically generate eighty-four Dao Yuan every day, exceeding the number of ninety-nine.

If Jiang Wang is regarded as a Dao Yuan ore vein, he can produce a hundred yuan stone almost every day. Not to mention that he has been diligently practicing, never missing morning and evening classes.

If it weren't for the fact that Dao arts practice and the consumption of Dao Yuan by the Heaven and Earth Gate were both large, the Heavenly Palace would have been "fully stocked".

Lian Que woke up Jiang Wang, who was in a meditative state, "The stage of ore smelting is over. You can relax now. I will call you when needed."

Jiang Wang immediately stopped. In fact, the three days and three nights of Dao Yuan infusion did not make him tired because he had been in a meditative state, and his spirit was also very good.

Lian Que focused on forging the sword, so he wouldn't be bored.

He took the opportunity to catch up on the three days of pulse cultivation that he had interrupted, and then practiced the Four Spirit Body Refining Art. Over time, the Qinglong and Zhuque sections had already been completed.

The Xuanwu section was originally progressing slowly, but after seeing the giant turtle beast in the Youguo, its majestic and heavy aura, which belonged to the powerful charm of the Basalt bloodline, gave Jiang Wang great inspiration, almost allowing him to complete the Xuanwu section in one go.

He is currently focusing on the White Tiger section, only one step away from completing the Four Spirits.

After completing the practice of the Four Spirit Body Refining Art, he began to practice the three Dao arts that Chong Xuan Sheng had found for him.

Ignoring the Binding Tiger that had been imprinted in the Tianfu Palace, he needed more familiarity with the Flower Sea and the Thorn Crown before he could use them proficiently.

Another three days passed.

Lian Que was immersed in the essence and adjustment of the ore liquid, and only now did he relax a little and glanced at Jiang Wang, unable to help but be surprised, "Have you always been practicing so diligently? Don't you need rest and relaxation?"

"I'm used to it."

Lian Que nodded, "You can become the winner of the Tianfu Secret Realm for a reason."

After thinking for a moment, he said again, "Your sword is about to take shape. Do you have any ideas?"

Jiang Wang looked at him and said seriously, "Thank you for your hard work."

This was not just a polite remark. He had been diligently practicing himself, but he could also see how hard Lian Que had worked. It was not an exaggeration to say that at this moment, Lian Que's face, which was particularly clear under the reflection of the furnace fire, looked cute.

Lian Que looked at the situation in the sword furnace and said, "I'm asking about your thoughts on the sword, not about me."

Jiang Wang smiled, "You are a master of forging, a genius in forging. I have no thoughts. I trust you."

Lian Que shrugged and didn't say anything more.

After about half an incense stick's time.

His hands changed, and he used various seals. Finally, he pulled out a hot metal slurry from the sword furnace.

As soon as it was exposed to the air, it made crackling noises!

It seemed that everything between heaven and earth was just its condensation.

The metal slurry solidified into a red iron rod, and then quickly turned dark. Finally, Lian Que placed it on the anvil beside him.

"Come, you personally forge it." Lian Que handed over a iron hammer the size of a human head.

As soon as Jiang Wang took it, his hand sank, and he had to mobilize Dao Yuan to stabilize it. He couldn't help but be amazed.

With his current physique, he had at least a thousand jin of strength in his hands, but it was still difficult to lift this iron hammer.

"I will make the final preparations, and you will be responsible for forging the sword blank. Forge the front side five thousand times, then the back side five thousand times. Repeat this cycle. Don't stop until I say so."After Lian Que's reminder, he turned and walked into the sword formation.

Behind him, the sound of forging iron could already be heard.

...

Jiang Wang had no idea how long had passed. He had completely lost track of time.

He was exhausted. His arms were numb and he couldn't feel anything.

Although he had mastered many techniques of manipulating his energy, in the end, he could only rely on his physical body.

He persisted solely with his astonishing willpower, supported by the continuous production of Dao Yuan from the Xinghe Dao.

Lian Que never appeared, and he even suspected that the guy had gone home to sleep.

But he couldn't have slept for so long.

At first, he could still think about various things, but later on, he could only empty his mind.

Since Lian Que said not to stop, then he couldn't stop.

After all, this was his own sword.

There was nothing in front of him, and no one behind him.

He was the only person he could rely on.

Perseverance was the only thing he could rely on.

In the countless forging processes, he faintly felt a connection with the sword blank being hammered. It was a very weak feeling, but because of its sharpness, it couldn't be ignored.

Later on, Jiang Wang unconsciously began to practice the Baihu Lianti technique.

The Four Spirit Body Refining Art was originally based on the Baihu Lianti technique, and the Baihu chapter was the most important part.

Now that he had reached the final chapter of the Four Spirit Body Refining Art, the sword blank also coincided with the Xijin.

As he continued to forge, Jiang Wang's arms slowly regained their sensation.

At first, they felt sore and weak, but later on, they became extremely painful. He gritted his teeth and endured it.

Finally, he felt the blood flowing in his arms, strong and warm.

The progress of the Baihu Lianti technique was rapid.

Just when he had already adapted and even reached a state of perfection, he heard Lian Que's voice.

"Alright." Lian Que's voice sounded exhausted.

Jiang Wang instinctively stopped.

The excitement brought by practicing the Four Spirit Body Refining Art disappeared, and he suddenly felt weak all over.

But Lian Que didn't pay attention to him. His hands were red, and he directly grabbed the sword blank that had been repeatedly forged and was extremely hot, and put it back into the furnace.

"I have been fasting and refining my heart for three days and three nights, using the secret method of the Lian family. I am fully prepared."

So it had been three days and three nights again. Jiang Wang thought dazedly.

"I asked you to calm your mind and empty your thoughts, so that you can have the purest Dao Yuan. I want your sword to sense you from the moment it is born through Dao Yuan. Then, I want you to forge the sword blank, to embody your spirit and energy, and to achieve a certain state of unity."

Lian Que quickly formed hand seals, his expression fanatical.

"So I don't need to ask you anymore. This is the sword you most desire!"

"Now, you can give it a name."

Jiang Wang reluctantly raised his eyes and looked. Suddenly, everything in front of him became bright!

It was as if something had stabbed his eyes, and a tear fell from his eyes.

In front of Jiang Wang, he couldn't even see the specific shape of the sword blank rising in the furnace.

But its sharpness and aura had already captivated him.

Countless images flashed through his mind in an instant.

It was like the unavoidable moonlight. When you saw it, you were already enveloped by it.

When he infused Dao Yuan and forged the sword blank, he completely emptied himself.

This sword blank in front of him, in a certain sense, was a reflection of his innermost self.

And what was buried deep in Jiang Wang's heart?

It was the moon that could never be reached, the fading ideals, and the homeland that could never be returned to.

With an indescribable mood, Jiang Wang emotionally said, "Let's call it Chang Xiangsi."

"Chang Xiangsi." Lian Que murmured the name, staring at the sword blank in a daze.

No true master of forging weapons has no feelings for the weapons they forge, but on this sword blank that had not yet fully formed, he felt something that touched his heart.

...

On the original site of the country where the Lian family once resided, the present-day Xia Kingdom stood.

However, the Xia Kingdom was not the country that destroyed the Lian family's homeland. The country that existed before Xia had already been destroyed by the Xia Kingdom. The hatred had no direction.

When their homeland was destroyed, the Lian family scattered and moved to the Qi Kingdom.

For many years after that, the Lian family were strangers in a foreign land, and the people of the Lian family were foreigners.

At first, the Lian family didn't receive recognition from the local Qi people and suffered from discrimination. They also couldn't gain the trust of the Qi Kingdom's court, and even outstanding descendants couldn't be entrusted with important tasks.

Because they missed their homeland, and their homeland was in the south. The Lian family named the city they built "Nanyao."

After many years of development, the old country had long disappeared into the dust of history, and the Lian family gradually earned a place in the Qi Kingdom with their increasingly renowned reputation among weapon forgers.

But the discrimination never disappeared, and the barriers always existed.

When they were outside the Full Moon Lake, Chong Xuan Sheng told Jiang Wang not to be wary of the Lian family. Although it was a support for a friend, it also reflected this phenomenon to some extent.

In the hearts of many members of the Lian family, they also had a homeland that they could never return to. They would always be foreigners.

...

Lian Que slowly concluded his actions.

He placed a bundle of light wrapped around the sword in Jiang Wang's hands.

It was like handing over a beam of moonlight.

The light dissipated.

But what could be seen was a slightly flattened sword hilt and a sword guard resembling a full moon.

The patterns on the sword guard were like the entanglement of lovesickness.

The sword spine was straight and the sword edge was sharp and thin.The sword radiated a visible cold light, yet its blade subtly concealed its divine aura.

Judging by its color, the hilt was like ink, and the blade was like snow. Not a single flaw could be seen.

On the ridge of the sword, near the guard, three characters were inscribed.

They read: "Swallow Returns to Nest."

The sword was named "Longing," and its inscription was "Swallow Returns to Nest."

......

Longing - representing Jiang Wang in the distant south.

Longing, Swallow Returns to Nest.

Frost moon stores wine for three months' intoxication, flowers bloom like makeup, willows sway like waist.

Wish to entrust the return date to the swallow, rushing east and west, always on the move.

Crossing a thousand mountains with a single heart, after a thousand mountains, the wings grow old.

......

Looking at all the eaves, none is the one, the spring swallow flies back but cannot find its nest.

Wandering around the old city, it cries in vain, the four seasons have passed, the cold and heat have faded.

Wanting to ask the townsfolk where home is, the one who lost his home is in the distant south.

Longing, always cuts like a knife.

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