After running away with a cub, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 32 His Blood
Tens of thousands of years ago, since the sensational Shensong period ended, the aura of the Canglan Continent seemed to have been completely drained by those geniuses, and it gradually declined. It has not slowed down for tens of thousands of years.

All the blessed lands guarded by various sects couldn't hide signs of exhaustion.

Under such predicaments, monks from all walks of life are more eager to break through the realm as soon as possible and ascend to the upper realm, so they praise the single-day spiritual root with the fastest cultivation speed, and discard the multi-spiritual root with the slowest cultivation speed as useless.

Wulinggen is even more useless among the useless.

The kind of useless waste.

But Ye Yan's mentality is very good. On the contrary, she is very optimistic about her Wulinggen. Although the defect of slow cultivation speed is unavoidable, Wulinggen's advantage is that there are many ways to practice, and she can learn whatever she wants.

For example - alchemy requires monks to have the root of fire (different fire).

For refining, monks are required to carry the dual spiritual roots of golden fire (different fire).

Although there is no requirement for spiritual roots in engraved formations, most of the great formation mages in the past have civil spiritual roots, and the same is true for the remaining talismans and puppets-there are many requirements for cultivating monks on the most basic innate spiritual roots.

But Wulinggen can ignore such harsh requirements.

Back in the house, Ye Yan surrounded her with thousands of spirit stones obtained from the pawn, and took a few tonic pills. When the pills melted, she sat cross-legged, and a cluster of more and more roses rose in her palms. A growing spiritual fire.

This sitting is another half a month.

as time flows.

Dozens of materials and broken Suhui swords were mixed together and gradually refined by the spiritual fire.

Ye Yan carefully controlled the spiritual power, and slowly fused the molten materials into liquid. This process of melting iron was a crucial step in the process of forging. The manipulation of heat, heat and materials is extremely skilled and demanding.

Ye Yan gradually became proficient from being unfamiliar at the beginning. She closed her eyes and seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy, similar to meditating in ordinary practice, but more mysterious than that.

Mingming closed his eyes.

But she saw the flames, many flames were gathering towards her, the materials being refined by herself were floating in front of her, surrounded by a boundless darkness, as if only she and these flames and materials were left in the whole world .

The passage of time becomes meaningless.

She is addicted to it.

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And the house next door.

Xuan She woke up leisurely on the bed.

This sleep lasted for two months, but compared to his long lifespan, it was only a flash in the pan, fleeting... Sometimes he overslept in hibernation, and when he opened his eyes, a hundred years had passed in the human world.

Xuan She stared at the bed curtain with rapt attention, her arms rested lazily on her forehead, a few strands of black hair intertwined between her fingers, the man's clothes were loose and messy, only a beautiful and strong wrist bone was exposed.

His eyes gradually focused, and the beast-like vertical pupils gradually expanded into round pupils like normal people. He turned his head and looked out of the bed, "Yanyan..."

she is not here.

Xuan She's long eyelashes drooped slightly, a little lost, she got out of bed and went to the next room to look for someone, opened the door, only to find a defensive array was placed at the door.

This kind of array is just a low-grade defensive array, which can only block monks at the foundation building stage and below.

Xuan She stretched out a long finger that was cold and white as jade, curiously poked the seemingly invisible translucent barrier, and then squinted into the room, and found that Ye Yan was in an extremely dangerous state of meditation, he thought After a while, he lifted his foot and stepped into the house unimpeded, and personally used the newly recovered demon power to build another barrier.

Xuan She was originally hungry and wanted to find Ye Yan for food, but in this situation, he simply lay cross-legged beside her, obediently waiting for her to wake up and cook for himself.

The pool of molten iron melted by the spirit fire floated in the air, showing a slight porcelain blue color. Although Xuan She instinctively resisted the scorching fire, she got up uncontrollably and approached, stretching out her hand towards the pool of molten iron that was gradually taking shape.

One finger swelled out with a sharp nail, and he scratched it lightly on the palm of his other hand. The skin on the palm was instantly torn and blood was seen.

The man's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't know the pain. His long eyelashes trembled a few times, and then he clenched his palms tightly, and blood dripped down from the cracks in his hands in an instant.

The instantly active spirit fire devoured the blood greedily like a poisonous snake.

"...Uh." Xuan She's cold and beautiful face turned pale again, he bit his lip, let the blood completely melt into the molten iron, and threw a black scale at the fierce spirit fire, then turned and left , and his slender figure was quite wobbly.

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It was evening after Ye Yan woke up from the trance state.

The raw iron for casting swords finally took shape!

Ye Yan took a long breath, and the surrounding spirit stones had been crushed into fine powder. She clenched her fists, and excitedly retracted the raw iron floating in the air, ignoring her numb limbs.

But found that the color of the original iron was as black as black jade.

But obviously she put four quenched bluestones in it?

Forget it, no matter how much, just succeed.

The next step is to forge the shape of the sword.

There are four idle houses left in the courtyard, and the most spacious one was converted into a blacksmith room by her. She prepared all kinds of tools early on, including a blacksmith's stove, iron clips, anvils, hammers, and grindstones.

Ye Yan spent another half a month in the blacksmith room.

She accidentally entered the cave many months ago, and entered the memory of the old blacksmith by accident. She seemed to have lived with the old man for hundreds of years. It was the first time she blacksmithed, but she was not a beginner. This muscle memory that did not belong to her made Ye Yan I was very surprised.

Based on the previous foundation of Suhui Sword, she thinned the sword body and lengthened the blade, and added ice silk to make the blade cut iron like mud and soft like water, making it a perfect water sword.

After the Huihui sword is formed.

Ye Yan held the seal knife again, and carved a chisel on the body of the sword, carefully carving a water pattern along the aura.

This water pattern comes from the blueprint of the artifact, and it has the same effect as the talisman. Ye Yangan's talisman has long been practiced and made perfect, and it is smooth and unimpeded along the way.

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From collecting materials, to conception, to casting swords, to engraving.

It took three full months to reshape the Suhui Sword.

The final result is also quite satisfactory.

Although the heart of the sword is not set, the quality of the Suhui sword has been raised to a top-grade magic weapon, and the wanton aura fluctuations throughout the body are not inferior to the spiritual weapons of the elders of the sect.

Ye Yan wanted to put the Suhui sword back into the scabbard.

But the scabbard was instantly exploded by the surging sword energy hovering over the surface of the sword body.

It seems that in time, we have to choose a strong scabbard for it again, Ye Yan was thinking, while putting the Suhui sword on the sword stand on the table, looking at it again and again with satisfaction.

The long sword is light, its blade is like autumn frost, and it is as cool and graceful as gurgling water, yet it does not lose the unique sharpness of the sword.

Ruosu Huijian has a chance to transform into a sword spirit in the future.

She should be a beautiful and gentle woman, right?
Ye Yan bent her lips and smiled, she was beautiful and bright, she put the Suhui sword back into the Qiankun bag, sat down at the table, and took out a scroll map.

The destination is [Xuantian Secret Realm].

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