Look around.

The valley was barren and overgrown with weeds.

The dilapidated sword pavilion blends into the valley.

The forging table next to the sword hut was also covered with dust.

"Didn't they say that the sword energy was raging? Why does it look so peaceful?"

Qin Lang murmured.

He glanced at the entrance of the valley and saw the words "Sword Tempering Valley" written on the stone tablet. That was right.

“Sign in!”

Qin Lang muttered to himself.

"Sign-in failed, did not arrive at the designated location."

Well, it doesn’t count if you don’t enter the valley.

He raised his foot and was about to walk into the valley.

"Uncle Junior Master, be careful!"

Wu Changfeng shouted hurriedly.

"From the outside of the valley, there really is nothing going on. Only when you go in will you find that the sword energy is rampant. Previously, the sect master wanted to come to the Sword Tempering Valley to try to inherit the sword of the ancestor, but he was injured by the sword energy as soon as he stepped in."

"Really?"

Qin Lang said in astonishment.

He was so frightened that his raised foot fell directly to the ground.

The direction from which it fell just happened to be in the valley.

"Huh?" Qin Lang was surprised.

There seems to be no movement at all.

Out of curiosity, Qin Lang walked straight in under Wu Changfeng's astonished gaze.

"Apart from a little wind, there's nothing else."

Qin Lang stroked Garfield and said calmly.

Wu Changfeng was surprised to see Qin Lang holding the orange cat Garfield and the chicken on his shoulder, walking into the valley as if nothing had happened.

"Could it be that Senior Wuquejian is in deep sleep?"

He was puzzled and subconsciously wanted to go into the valley to take a look.

Since he joined the Locking Immortal Sect, he has never entered the valley. This is a good opportunity for him to go in and take a look.

The moment he just walked in.

“Swish, swish, swish!”

The sword energy was raging everywhere.

These sword energies did not cause any harm to Junior Uncle Qin Lang and his three pets, just like a gentle breeze.

"I was careless!"

Wu Changfeng exclaimed.

With a loud "boom".

He fell out of the valley.

With his current strength at the ninth level of the Dan Palace, three sword energies are already the limit of what he can endure!

If he didn't leave the Sword Tempering Valley, the sword energy would probably tear him to pieces!

"Why did you jump out?"

Qin Lang looked at Wu Changfeng in confusion.

Wu Changfeng felt bitter.

Junior Master, not everyone is as good as you!

You have a high level of cultivation, and your cat and chicken are also powerful.

But I can’t! I can’t enter this Sword Tempering Valley!

“Woof…”

Wangcai cried out at this time.

Seeing that Qin Lang was already in the valley, he followed him.

Wu Changfeng widened his eyes and looked at Wangcai who was intact.

"I am worse than a dog..."

He felt extremely aggrieved.

But soon, he realized that this was Junior Master's uncle's pet. Junior Master's uncle was like a god, so his pet must be extraordinary.

"Uncle Junior Master, I won't go in. You get familiar with the environment. I'll go and ask the other elders to come and pay their respects."

Wu Changfeng suppressed the grievance in his heart and said respectfully.

"Okay, I'll just decorate it."

Tan Lang nodded.

After Wu Changfeng left.

Qin Lang muttered to himself.

“Sign in!”

"Ding, you have successfully signed in to the Sword Tempering Valley. Reward: Alchemy Experience."

Hmm? Finally it’s not pet food Xianyuan Pill!

Ten years' worth of Xianyuan Pills, nearly four thousand bottles. Garfield and his friends ate them for ten years, and he still had more than a thousand bottles left.

Qin Lang did not dare to hesitate and quickly checked his experience in alchemy.

The experience of alchemy has no physical form, but has turned into memory in Qin Lang's mind.

"It seems that as long as we refine a large number of Qi-training pills, we can make the outer disciples of the Suoxian Sect grow rapidly." Qin Lang nodded and said, "Wait until Junior Brother Wu and the others come, I will go ask where I can find Xingying Flowers. Xingying Flowers are the main ingredient of Qi-training pills, and everything else will be easy."

I have a mission, which is to make the Suoxian Sect rise.

This kind of elixir that improves strength is the most suitable.

And it’s the lowest level, so it should be okay even if I don’t have any cultivation, right?

It is mentioned in the alchemy experience that the refining of Qi-training pills does not require the activation of spiritual energy.

You can also take it when you have cultivated to the Qi training stage.

"Alright, alright, let's clean this place up. Otherwise, when Junior-Martial-Nephew Wu and the others come, they'll see it's all messy and dirty. That's so embarrassing."

Qin Lang glanced around.

After all, he didn't know how long he would have to sign in at the Sword Tempering Valley. This would become his new home, so naturally he had to decorate it well.

"Garfield, Wangcai!"

Qin Lang put Garfield on the ground and shouted at him and Wangcai.

"Clean up the surrounding area and clear a path from Jianlu to the valley entrance."

Then he looked at the chick on his shoulder.

"Little chicken, go get some straw and cover the hole in the sword hut. After ten years, you are still so small that you can't do any heavy work."

Qin Lang complained.

These three pets of mine are very strange.

He is still the same age as when I first met him. He hasn't improved at all.

Fortunately, after ten years of living together day and night, they can understand what I say.

“Click!”

"Meow!"

"Woof!"

The three pets barked and then went to work obediently.

Qin Lang transplanted the vegetables, rice and other plants that he had grown in the forbidden area out of boredom into the Qujian Valley.

…

"The sixty-ninth generation of the Immortal Locking Sect elders pay their respects to Junior Uncle-Master!"

The shouts of Wu Changfeng and others were heard outside the Tempering Sword Valley.

Qin Lang walked towards the valley entrance.

Standing next to Wu Changfeng were four middle-aged men dressed like him.

"Uncle Junior Master, let me introduce them to you." Wu Changfeng said respectfully, "The Ninth Elder is Feng Shang, the Tenth Elder is Yu Yuanhao, the Transmission Elder is Qian Jue, and the Law Enforcement Elder is Song Zhao."

There are a total of twelve elders in the Suoxian Sect, ten internal affairs elders, one skills transmission elder, and one law enforcement elder.

Feng Shang looked at Qin Lang and frowned.

He originally wanted to pay a respectful visit.

But when he saw Qin Lang, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Could it be that Elder Wu is deliberately fooling us?

We are all elders of the Locking Immortal Sect, there is no need for that!

But Qin Lang looked like an ordinary person, and definitely not the unfathomable master that Elder Wu had described.

"Elder Wu, are you mistaken?"

Feng Shang leaned close to Wu Changfeng's ear and asked.

He couldn't believe that this junior uncle, who was obviously a mortal, was a powerful being above the Return to Void Realm!

I'm afraid that the reason we can enter the Sword Tempering Valley is because of the treasures left by the old sect master.

The other three elders also looked inquiring upon seeing this.

When Wu Changfeng saw Feng Shang and the others, they, like himself before, mistakenly thought that his junior master was a mortal, and he hurriedly wanted to explain.

However, a "clang" sound suddenly came from the valley.

It seemed like something iron fell heavily to the ground.

"Um?"

Qin Lang turned his head and looked.

Wangcai was holding a sword in his mouth.

Feng Shang's eyes were dull when he saw this scene.

"Wu... Wuque Sword?"

In the Sword Tempering Valley, what Wangcai was holding in his mouth was none other than the Wuque Sword, the sword that belonged to Ye Wuque, the great master of the Locking Immortal Sect.

Is this dog crazy?

Isn’t he afraid that the sword energy will travel three thousand miles and cut him into a dog meat roll?

Do you think that you can easily offend Senior Wuquejian just by entering the Sword Tempering Valley?

"Wangcai, be careful, or the sword might pierce your throat." Qin Lang said casually without noticing Fengshang's surprise.

Wangcai can understand what people say, so he shouldn’t be stupid. He wouldn’t swallow a sword foolishly. He is not a magician.

As soon as the words fell.

Wangcai gritted his teeth in fear.

With a "click" sound.

The perfect sword is broken.