Chapter 324 Purple Dragon

In order to improve his strength, Poyun had to take the risk of casting a sharp weapon. Emperor Kun poured out his money and used the treasured Persian fire source for casting.

Four days pass in a blink of an eye.

Emperor Kun suddenly raised the casting pot and broke the clouds.

"Breaking clouds! It's your turn!"

The cloud was shocked and quickly took over the casting pot.

Two strands of red and blue iron water in the casting pot have begun to tang together and become blurred, but the periphery is surrounded by a light yellow iron water.

"None must let yellow iron water enter the iron water inside! I'm going to take a break!"

Kundi threw a sentence, threw two Hui Yuandan into his mouth, and sat down on the ground and sat up.

Breaking the cloud took over the casting pot, the first feeling is hot, the second feeling is very hot, and the third feeling is very hot!

I didn't expect a simple casting pot to be so hot!

The huge heat comes to the face, which makes people unable to open their eyes. Coupled with the weight of three or 400 catties of the casting pot, ordinary people can't say anything.

The sweat was like a rainstorm in June, and suddenly the body broke the clouds.

Breaking the cloud widened his eyes, he dared not make any mistake, and his hands did not move as if they were cast iron.

With the power of breaking clouds, not to mention three or four hundred catties, it is not a problem to add three or four hundred catties. Although the heat makes the eyes sour, it is not enough to persist.

Breaking the clouds and holding the casting pot safely, the casting pot is as stable as if it were placed on the casting table.

"Don't be motionless!" Emperor Kun took a breath and stared, "The iron water will flow by itself!" Turn the casting pot properly to prevent yellow iron from entering it!"

The broken cloud was shocked and looked carefully. The yellow iron water slowly wanted to seep into the red and blue iron water, and quickly shook the casting pot gently. Unexpectedly, the yellow iron water here was far away, but the yellow iron water over there came again.

With hot fumigation and concentration, the broken clouds were penetrated by sweat as if they were fished out of the water.

Suddenly, a pair of solid and powerful hands grabbed the casting pot and put it on the casting table.

Kundi glanced at the embarrassed broken clouds with a contemptful eye and snorted, "Humph! This little thing can't be done well! Rotten wood! Rotten wood!"

Poyun smiled bitterly. Why do you feel that Emperor Kun has been picking out his faults since the beginning of casting? It can't be because the Emperor of Man speaks for himself.

Kundi gently shook the casting pot with both hands, and the yellow iron water was immediately placed outside the red and blue iron water. Then he poured some Persian fire sources into the flame again. The shaking bamboo tube did not feel much, and simply poured into the fire.

The flame flashed with golden light and rushed out along the cracks in the casting table, almost devouring the casting pot above.

Kundi gently played with the casting pot back and forth, and the insoluble iron water of red and blue began to slowly mix with each other, slowly turning into light purple, and the yellow iron water outside also began to merge with the lavender iron water.

The smoke on the casting pot began to thicken, and the iron water in the casting pot was covered by fog and could not be seen any color. However, Emperor Kun seemed to be able to see through the smoke and stared at the casting pot.

After waiting for a meal, Emperor Kun suddenly raised the casting pot and poured the iron into the concave groove on the casting table.

The hot iron water devoured everything it encountered and covered the whole groove in an instant.

Kundi threw the empty casting pot casually, took out a fist-sized porcelain bottle from his arms, and poured the black powder inside into the iron. Iron water turns into red and red without any other strange colors.

"This is my unique casting medicine, which is used to ease the forming speed of iron." Kundi said proudly, "The slower the formation, the longer it takes to build, and the better weapons can be cast!"

While talking, the iron water turned into a red iron bar. Emperor Kun clamped to the casting platform, took a look at the broken clouds, and said solemnly, "The front is ready. Now is the real beginning!" With that, he slammed the casting hammer and hit the iron bar fiercely.

The broken cloud swallowed and spit, and I felt a faint sweat in my hand. I haven't been so nervous for a long time.

After Kundi finished speaking, he seemed to become a silent giant, just waving a heavy casting hammer and hitting the iron bar one by one.

This knock is four days.

Kundi's eyes were full of blood, and his forehead hair had been pasted on his face, and sweat kept flowing down his face. However, the iron bar on the casting table has become the shape of a long sword.

The eyes of breaking the clouds showed an unbearable color, and Emperor Kun was really too tired. I only fed Yuandan once in four days and didn't rest for a moment. Poyun was really worried about whether Emperor Kun's body could last, and even wanted to stop him from forging, but when he saw Emperor Kun's persistent and firm eyes, he still couldn't bear to stop it.

Suddenly.

Kundi's eyes flashed and pounded like the wind. He knocked intensively like a rainstorm and shouted, "Come here!"

Breaking the clouds came in a hurry, but I didn't know what Emperor Kun had ordered.

Kundi grabbed the broken cloud arm with one hand, took out a small short blade in the other hand, and hit the broken cloud arm fiercely!

Suddenly, blood flowed out and sprinkled on the hot iron bars.

A slightly bloody smoke suddenly rose, and the formed sword actually shook!

Kundi threw garbage away from the broken clouds, picked up the casting hammer and hit it heavily on the long sword, smashed it for a pause, and slowly became faster and faster. Finally, the hammer has become like rain and hail.

Poyun was shocked by everything in front of him, randomly clicked the acupuncture point to stop bleeding, and stared at the crazy Kundi!

Emperor Kun knocked 9080 in a row, took out the last porcelain bottle from his arms, and suddenly fell on the sword!

"Hum!!!"

The sword whispered softly, and a great breath emanated from the sword, and a huge red light went straight to the sky!

Emperor Kun picked up his long sword and threw it into the lake behind him. He gasped and said to the stupid broken clouds, "This sword needs to be completely cooled and be salvaged after a meal." After saying that, he lost his strength and collapsed to the ground.

Boun was shocked, but he saw the long-anxed human emperor holding Emperor Kun, caressing Kun's face with pity, and turned his head and said, "He's fine, but he's just too tired. Go ahead and do your business. Don't delay it.

Poyun saw that Emperor Kun squinted and looked happy. Knowing that the old boy was fine, he nodded and came to the lake.

The lake is extremely clear, and the clouds are full of stinky sweat. You have to wait for a meal and simply wash it in the water.

Of course, it is washed in clothes. Although the Emperor has helped Emperor Kun into the house, there are women nearby, and the broken clouds are still not so bold.

Break the clouds and wash it happily. Look at the time when it's almost time for a meal, and a man plunges into the water.

The lake was shallower than Sharon's nest, and it didn't take long to find a long sword shining cold.

The broken clouds fished out of the water and couldn't help but be stunned by the sword in front of him.

The long sword is five feet and six minutes long and eight inches and seven minutes wide. The sword body is wide and powerful. A light purple dragon has its teeth and claws coiled on both sides of the sword body. The sword support is in the shape of two dragon claws, and the hilt is the dragon tail.

The blade is faintly red, like the anger spewing out by the long dragon, and the tip of the sword is a little golden, like the finishing touch of the dragon. Of course, the title of Emperor Kun is indispensable at the bottom of the hilt.

It's just that the title is 'unhold'.

Emperor Kun is not a peerless casting general, but only one.

Poyun held the long sword and did not feel that the long sword was heavy at all. Instead, a familiar and abnormal feeling passed through the hilt of the palm of the sword, as if holding the quiet and delicate little hand, which made people very happy.

The heart of breaking the clouds is smooth, and the chest is full of warmth and reliability, and I can't help screaming!

The long sword in his hand also seemed to be excited, accompanied by the master and hummed in a low voice!

"What's the name of the ghost!"

A dark shadow came, and the broken clouds quickly dodged, but it was a stinky shoe of Kundi.

Kundi grinned and said angrily, "Brother, I have tried my best to cast this sword for you. You can't even give me a break!" I'll fight with you!" As he spoke, he rushed to the broken clouds.

The window flashed as if the emperor was smiling. Only then did the break the cloud understand that Emperor Kun was originally comfortable and happy in the arms of the emperor. He roared to attract the attention of the emperor, and naturally let go of Emperor Kun.

Emperor Kun rarely entered the gentle hometown, but when he was enjoying it, he was disturbed by the broken clouds. He couldn't help but be ashamed and angrily pulled out his legs to find the broken clouds to settle accounts.

The clouds were shocked and shouted, "Brother, I was wrong! Blame me for ruining your good deeds. No, it's disturbing you." Saying that, a fierce man plunged into the water again and ran away.

The loud laughter of Emperor Kun on the water and the shy smile of the emperor are intertwined, making the crystal bamboo forest full of warmth.

Breaking clouds looked at Emperor Kun and Emperor Ren with a smile and said, "Brother, don't send it away." The long sword wrapped tightly in cloth on the back, "With the purple dragon with me, I will definitely return triumphantly."

Emperor Kun, the smile of the human emperor is a little unnatural. Kundi laughed and said, "The name Zilong is appropriate, worthy of my brother's craftsmanship." With a long sigh, "Brother, I have no regretted being able to cast such an artifact in this life. From now on, I won't cast swords for people anymore.

Poyun was stunned. Seeing the appearance of Emperor Kun and the Little Bird, he couldn't help smiling and joked, "I'm afraid my brother didn't dare to disobey Sister Bodhisattva's order."

"What did you say...!" Emperor Kun stared and embolded angrily and was interrupted by the Emperor before he could speak.

"Breaking the clouds, although it is dangerous for you to go to the Heavenly Emperor, we can't help." The emperor whispered, "We can't deal with him anymore."

Kundi nodded and said righteously, "Besides, we are no longer your opponent. Moreover, Situ Laoer refined Sharon Neidan, and I think we are no match either. So, we won't go with you."

The cloud broke and said with a smile, "This is nature. This is a matter between me and the Emperor of Heaven. I am very grateful to have two people to help me.

It has not been a year or two for the three emperors to become famous, and the friendship between the three is actually very deep. Although it has become a break, no one wants to fight against his former friends.

What's more, as Emperor Kun and the Emperor said, the two of them are no longer opponents of the Emperor of Heaven at all, and it is also annoying to go.

The Emperor looked at Emperor Kun gently, and Emperor Kun smiled and nodded gently.

The emperor took out two volumes from his arms and handed them to Poyun.

"Breaking the clouds, your martial arts have completely surpassed us. We have nothing to give you. This is the only good thing for you and your brother. I hope it can help you.

Breaking the cloud took over the scroll. One was a sword score and the other was a footwork. Suddenly, he felt that the scroll in his hand had become extremely heavy.

This is the most proud martial arts of the two, and this is the most speechless and powerful support for them!

The heart was surging through the clouds, and the enthusiasm was almost out of the cavity. He turned around and strode out of the crystal bamboo forest.

"Thank you two!"

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