Xianlu

Chapter 149 Gourd Flying Sword
Before he found the Dragon Vein of Sheshan, Xu Dao found the alchemy that could refine the flying sword in his hand. After sorting it out for a while, he didn't think about it, but directly operated it in the cave.

I saw him sitting cross-legged among the piles of rocks, surrounded by gloomy air, and a black light in front of his chest and abdomen faltered.

The cuttlefish flying sword was trembling, and Xu Dao kept pouring his mind into it, making his thoughts and flying sword's spirituality match each other, almost one.

According to the explanation in the formula, this step was originally very difficult, because the flying sword will eventually retain the remnants of the previous sword master's thoughts, and the successor must first use water to grind it out completely.

But this is not a bad thing. In the process of water grinding, the successor can also gain a lot of insights through the residual thoughts of the previous sword master, increase the understanding of sword techniques, and maybe even get some secret techniques.

And the cuttlefish flying sword in Xu Dao's hand has been blown by the evil wind for thousands of years in the cave. Even the bones of the former sword master began to petrify due to the evil energy. The last stage of the magic weapon.

Therefore, the traces of the previous sword master in the sword have already been wiped clean, like a piece of white paper, so that Xu Dao does not need to spend time cleaning it up.

Just because Xu Dao was naturally cautious, he still practiced the flying sword from head to toe with his own thoughts according to the exercises, and practiced every step several times, for fear that it would be like when he first got this flying sword. Usually, there are other people's breath left in it.

After honing and practicing several times, Xu Dao's physical body suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the cuttlefish flying sword in front of him, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Officially began to use the "Taibai Xijin Jianwan Method" to sacrifice Feijian, and he discovered a problem, that is, the so-called washing away the traces of the former sword master in the Jianwan Method actually included not only washing away mana residues and thoughts, but also washing away the traces of the former sword master. Lose the spirituality of Feijian itself.

That is to say, according to the Jianwan method, Xu Dao is equivalent to going back to the furnace to remake the whole flying sword, and then put his own thoughts into the flying sword, nurturing it all the time, as a brand new spirituality.

This allows the flying sword to be completely marked with the traces of the sacrificial practitioner from the inside to the outside. This is also the difference between the sword cultivator's magic weapon and other practitioners' magic weapons, that is, the natal magic weapon.

For example, the monks of the Immortal Dao and the Martial Dao, although the former also use their thoughts to operate the magic weapon, and can also entrust the Yin God in the magic weapon, but the people in the immortal way will not eliminate the spirituality of the magic weapon itself, but rather rely on the spirituality of the magic weapon .

People in the latter martial arts, because they cannot use their thoughts to operate the magic weapon, need to rely on the spirituality of the magic weapon itself in order to exert the full magical effect of the magic weapon.

For the above two, the better the spirituality of the magic weapon, the easier it is to drive the magic weapon, and even have the special effect of protecting the master by itself.

But sword cultivators are different. Their own will and soul are the spirituality of the magic weapon in their hands.In other words, the magic weapon is a part of their body.

Now that he understands this, Xu Dao is not troubled by how to replace the spirituality in Feijian with thoughts.

This may be difficult for other immortals, but it is no stranger to him.

When subduing the Nanke gnat larva ant king before, Xu Dao split one of his own thoughts according to the technique in "Three Corpse Sacrifice", and put it in the ant king's body at any time, replacing the original will of the ant king.

And this is also the beginning of his wanton practice of pure heart spells.

Right now, if he splits another thought and puts it in a magic weapon, it will be a certain burden for him, but it is not a heavy burden.

After all, he practiced more than three spells to purify the heart, if not enough, he could practice a few more spells to suppress the soul.

What really made Xu Dao hesitate was that once the spirituality in the flying sword was erased by him, the effectiveness of the entire flying sword might be greatly reduced, and it would not even be able to take off with people.

This is not because he is unfounded, but has already happened.

For example, the Qianlong Sword hidden in the evil spirit sword box was originally the sword weapon of Xu Dao's roommate. When he got it, the spirituality in the sword was polluted by the evil spirit, and the whole flying sword was considered half useless, and then the spirituality was completely lost The Qianlong Sword was completely reduced to a mortal thing.

But without erasing Feijian's own spirituality, it would not be considered as completely taking Feijian as his own. Xu Dao was also worried that there would be mistakes in the future.

Staring at Fei Jian for a moment of thought, he suddenly let out a sneer, and warned himself: "Baby is like a daughter-in-law, it's better to belong to yourself completely."

"I just hope that after erasing the spirituality in the sword, this flying sword can still carry me to take off, or it doesn't take much effort to warm up its original power."

Sighing softly, Xu Dao's face straightened. He first called the scorpion to protect him, then stretched out his hand to hold the flying sword, and stuck it to his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the soul in Xu Dao's head jumped, and his Yin spirit left his body, and suddenly got into the Moyu flying sword.

Buzz buzz!The whole sword began to vibrate crazily, the magnitude was so great that it was as if a person had suffered from epilepsy.At the same time, the black light on the sword body flickered, as if screaming.

Within a hundred breaths of time, the black light on Fei Jian's body became more and more dimmer, and the light was completely extinguished, and his whole body was dusty, turning into an ordinary iron sword.

But immediately, a candle-like light lit up on the tip of the sword, and spread to the upper and lower blades through the blade, releasing a different luster from before.

If someone is standing aside now, with the naked eye, he will find that although the front and back of the flying sword are the same, they are already two different swords.

The former black light is dignified and thick, with a sense of simplicity and age, while the latter is sharp and tough, with a youthful aura, like a newborn tiger.

Clang!
At this time, the cuttlefish sword body shook slightly, and made the first sword cry!
Xu Dao's naked eyes also opened suddenly, and because of refining the sword weapon, his eyes were filled with a sense of sharpness, like sharp arrows.

Xu Dao looked down at the cuttlefish flying sword that had been refined in his hand, and only now did he show a tired look in his eyes.

Splitting a thought and placing it in the sword weapon at all times, thanks to the fact that he has practiced the Three Corpse Sacrifice Technique, he has been able to do three things with one mind, otherwise he really would not be able to do this.

"It's done." Xu Dao sighed, he reached out and touched the cold blade of Mo Yufei Sword, as if he was touching himself.

Slightly startled, a thought moved in his mind, and the flying sword immediately turned into a ball of cold light, swishing around, its speed was not much different from before, and it even made him feel more driven.

Feeling it, Xu Dao thought in his heart: "No, it can't be said that it is driven by such an arm...it is just one of my arms!"

Surprise flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the thought of stopping in Xu Dao's mind emerged, the wandering Moyu Feijian immediately hovered in front of him without any hesitation.

Immediately Xu Dao stretched out his finger and flicked it, and the flying sword jumped behind him. It passed through the cave path, entered the dark river, and went down the river. It was not until two or three hundred steps away that he felt a little jerky.

You must know that Xu Dao could only control the flying sword freely within a hundred steps before he used the sword pill sacrifice method to refine the flying sword.

Now erasing the spirituality in the flying sword and replacing it with his own thoughts, the distance has actually doubled.

Moreover, the current environment is harsh, and there are evil winds and evil forces around him that interfere with him and Feijian himself. If they are outside, the distance should be increased by one or two hundred steps.

In addition, Xu Dao is only using the sword pill method for sacrifice for the first time, and he will use the method to nourish him more in the future, so the distance of controlling the sword should continue to increase.

After all, the flying sword is his third arm, but there are also left and right arms, and the unfamiliar left hand is far less flexible than the right hand that is often used.

Xu Dao thought about it for a while: "My current cultivation is in the late stage of Qi refining, but I have just entered the late stage. When I complete Qi refining, I should be able to drive the flying sword at will within a thousand steps, and ten thousand steps to a thousand steps. It feels a little jerky, but it is difficult to control ten thousand steps away."

Realizing this, he was pleasantly surprised for a moment.

Twice a leg is one step, and a thousand steps is a radius of two or three miles.

If the Taoists under the foundation can reach this range of casting spells, there will be no need to say much about the benefits when they fight with others.

But there is another point that needs to be checked by him, Xu Dao suppressed his joy, he called Feijian back, and said a word: "Get up!"

Zizi!Immediately, the whole body of the cuttlefish flying sword trembled, and it made a clear sound. It walked up and down Xu Daozhou's body, and the sword flew horizontally, lifting him up easily.

This scene means that Feijian's ability to carry people to take off has not been lost.

What also surprised Xu Dao was that before he was flying with the sword, he still had the feeling of being supported by foreign objects while stepping on the air current.Now after refining the flying sword, the sword energy can also be controlled by him
This feeling is as if he himself is flying against the wind, more casual and free and easy.

"Haha!" Xu Dao couldn't help laughing, his face was full of joy, and he laughed at himself:

"Just now I was hesitant. Erasing the spirituality would seriously damage Feijian's vitality. Now that I replace the spirituality in the sword with my own thoughts, I didn't expect Feijian to be even more powerful."

After thinking about it for a while, he figured it might be because the cuttlefish sword was originally a foundation-level magic weapon, but it was worn down so far, and its spirituality and material did not match, and now it fully released its power.

Surprised in his heart, Xu Dao played with the cuttlefish sword that had been replaced in his hand, and thought: "Let's continue to sacrifice and refine it."

After completely subduing the sword, the next thing he should do is to feed the sword with the energy of gold and iron according to Taibai Xijin Jianwan method, to increase the power of the sword and make it more rigid, soft and sharp. Until the Xinjin is raised.

Xu Dao immediately took out the iron sword he bought earlier from the 蚍乱笼, and as soon as he let go, the iron sword was supported by the sword and suspended in mid-air.

He silently recited the formula of Taibai Xijin Jianwan method in his heart, a cold light flashed on the cuttlefish sword, and the sound of clicking sounded in the cave.

The whole body of the iron sword was cracked, and there were cracks on the sword body, as if being eaten by something, and the broken iron pieces immediately rusted, and traces of black air were extracted from it and melted into the surroundings. In the sword energy, only fly ash and impurities remained.

Sword Qi surrounds Xu Dao, carrying the gold and iron gas absorbed from the iron sword, continuously injecting it into the cuttlefish sword and absorbing it.

A small iron sword couldn't satisfy Feijian's appetite, it was eaten away in a few tens of breaths, and the wooden hilt fell into the dust.

Fortunately, Xu Dao didn't only have an iron sword in his hands, but also a large number of copper ingots and iron ingots, which amounted to three carts.

This item is still the goods that Xu Dao collected from the Escort convoy on the way to Shezhao.

The Shezhao tribe is located in the mountains and borders the plateau. There is a shortage of iron and copper materials in the area. Naturally, gold and iron objects are in short supply in the mountains.

And even in plains and areas with mines, copper and iron metals are expensive and important materials controlled by the government, let alone a large amount of copper and iron.

This is also the reason why the young escort of the convoy will spend all his wealth on this trip, and is confident that he can make friends with the leader of the Shezhao through the goods, and use the relationship to pay homage to the Shezhao.

After Xu Dao got the goods from the convoy, he sold all the goods other than copper and iron, and exchanged for his yard in the mountain city, and he continued to store the copper and iron ingots of the three big carts. In the banner, thinking that there may be opportunities in the future.

Now it's time to practice flying swords!

Bang bang, twelve boxes jumped out of the fly, and fell to the ground with a dull sound.Several of the boxes were smashed open, exposing the dark iron and yellow copper inside.

Xu Dao sat cross-legged in the air, and he looked at the metals, preparing to melt them all into the flying sword in one go.

I saw his eyes drooping, and he spit out: "Photograph!"

Stab it!A sharp voice sounded on the spot, and the sword qi screamed, piercing through the wooden box, pieces of copper ingots and iron ingots were passed through like tofu, and turned into two black and yellow copper and iron qi, mixed into the sword qi.

Refining silently, Xu Dao stepped up his efforts to absorb the energy of copper and iron.

In the end, twelve wooden boxes collapsed, and the copper and iron ingots inside were turned into ashes.And Xu Dao's body was surrounded by a dignified aura of copper and iron, and there was a muffled sound.

The cuttlefish flying sword is trying its best to refine and absorb the energy of copper and iron, but its speed is limited, and it cannot be absorbed in a short time.

Xu Dao pinched his fingers to estimate, and he frowned slightly, realizing that he had been negligent.

There were three large carts, twelve boxes of several thousand catties of copper and iron materials, with his current cultivation level, it would take at least three or four days to refine all of them into the flying sword.

But Xu Dao thought about it, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

In the thick air of copper and iron, he played with the simple and simple blade of the cuttlefish sword, and said in his heart: "The inside has changed, and the outside has also changed."

After thinking for a while, under his gaze, the flying sword trembled, as if it had been roasted by high temperature, and slowly turned into a mass of mercury-like jet-black liquid metal.

Xu Dao stretched out his hand, grabbed it directly, and kneaded it with his hands.

In a short while, Feijian was kneaded into a ball by him, round and the size of a baby's fist, and turned from a sword into a "sword pill".

However, Jianwan is the name of a flying sword at the magic level, and the cuttlefish sword is not even a foundation-building magic weapon, so it can only be called Tiaowan, Feijian Tiaowan.

Kneading Feijian into balls was obviously not what Xu Dao wanted, he lowered his head, kneading and tinkering carefully.

Not long after, a gourd-like thing with a hollow inside spun around in front of him.

"receive!"

With Xu Dao's order, the sword energy all around moved, with a dignified copper and iron air, all of them got into the gourd suddenly.

Due to the gas filled with copper and iron, the gourd, which was originally the size of a fist, was swelled several times, and became the size of a human head.

(End of this chapter)