Pure Yang Sword Sovereign

Chapter 581 Chapter Five Two Three Di Qian Sword Refining
He Baichuan paused for a moment, then said: "Sword practitioners always hope to have a good sword in their hands. If they can find a good sword weapon, it will not only assist in their cultivation, but also increase their combat power when facing enemies. It can be said that there are many benefits. But there are so many flying swords in the world, but there are few good swords. Besides, flying swords are not as sharp as possible. The water-moving sword art, coveting the sharpness of the flying sword, insists on using a fire-moving flying sword, the attributes are mutually restraining, isn't it just nonsense!"

"The Dongxu Sword Art is subtle and profound, but it is too difficult to master. Even the founding patriarch couldn't deduce it completely. The master teacher passed this method to you. I think he has his consideration. This sword art is incomplete, and you need to supplement and perfect it yourself. , and I don’t need to comment. Originally, you, as the closed disciple of the head teacher, should give you a good sword from the door. Foreign object. Second, didn’t the head teacher give you an innate Qi of Gengjin? There is no better sword refining material in the world, as long as it is refined thoroughly, it will be a perfect flying sword.”

Ling Chong talked eloquently for a long time, but he refused to take out a decent flying sword. Ling Chong secretly slandered, and said with a smile: "In this case, this disciple is bold enough to ask the master to teach you the experience of sacrificial swords. Sacrificial refining can also save countless efforts."

He Baichuan pondered and said: "It is not impossible to pass on the kung fu of sacrificing flying swords to you, but the way of refining weapons is broad and profound, and it is also the way to reach the sky. It is not below the way of swordsmanship and the way of qi. Dao, without a hundred years of hard work, it's hard to get into the hall of elegance."

Ling Chong nodded secretly, this remark was meant to be mature and prudent, not an intentional prevarication.Whether it is sacrifice and refining of flying swords or magic weapons, they are all ways of weapon cultivation, and they can also cultivate longevity.The way of refining weapons is extensive and profound. Even if Ling Chong was born with a superior understanding in the way of swordsmanship and condensed golden elixir in just 18 years, he must not accomplish it overnight by offering sacrifices to flying swords.

It's a pity that He Baichuan had thousands of calculations, but he didn't know that Ling Chong was plotted by Guo Chunyang and the old man who devoured Soul. The soul was divided into Yin God and Yang God, and they practiced independently without disturbing each other.In particular, the method of the Soul Devouring Dao is originally a combination of soul cultivation and weapon cultivation, which is incomparably exquisite.Ling Chong snatched the soul-eating banner from the abandoned Taoist, sacrificed and refined it himself, and refined all the magical artifacts he snatched into it.As a result, his weapon refining methods have advanced by leaps and bounds. Although he can't compare with such masters as He Baichuan, he is not far behind Di Qian.

Whether it's refining weapons or fighting skills, in the final analysis, it's about who has the stronger cultivation and higher morals. Ling Chong sacrificed the method of refining the soul-eating banner with the realm of Jindan Daoist, and then learned the sword refining technique passed down by Taixuan. It is a high-level plan, diligent and fast, and smiled at the moment: "The master's care, the disciple knows very well. It's just that the disciple has admired the method of refining swords in this sect for a long time. Finally, I have this good opportunity. I also ask the master to give me some advice."

He Baichuan sneered and said: "Nine out of ten monks will not hit the south wall and never look back! Good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost, you have to learn to teach it to you!" He raised his hand and absorbed a strand of earth from the fire well The power of the fire condensed into the appearance of a phoenix bird, and shouted: "Go and call Di Qian!" The phoenix bird spread its wings and flew out of the hall as if it had spirituality. It was Di Qian who greeted He Baichuan.

He Baichuan was furious, pointed at Ling Chong and said: "Your junior brother wants to learn how our men make swords. Come and demonstrate how to control the power of real fire in the center of the earth, let him see!" Di Qian was very dull, Glancing at Ling Chong, he nodded silently.Ling Chong called his senior brother, and Di Qian nodded his head in return. He knew that this senior brother had a deep nature and was not good at words, and he cherished words like gold, so he didn't care.

Di Qian acted straightforwardly, without saying a word, swaying with all five fingers, and slapped him hard!With a bang, the fire in the fire well was pulled by his technique, and a pillar of fire sprang up, with a radius of several feet, sparks sprayed out, mixed with billowing black smoke, the fire poison raged, and the heat wave was pressing.Di Qian and his disciples have been making swords with fire all the year round, and they are unaware of the fire, poison and high fever. Ling Chong has the hole and the real world in his hand, and the golden core is scorching, so he is not afraid of this mere ground fire. Do not move.

Di Qian attracted the ground fire. Seeing that Ling Chong was motionless and seemed unaware of the fire poison, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he spread his palm. The infinite ground fire gradually condensed and turned into a bean-like flame, but the firepower contained in it It's amazing.Di Qian collected the ground fire, removed the impurities, and refined it into pure firepower. This method is very subtle and has reached an extremely high level.

Di Qian was not negligent, the firepower was refined and pure, and with a thought, a gust of wind blew up in the hall out of thin air, and a pile of refined iron ore was swept up and thrown into his hands.Ling Chong swept it roughly, and found that the pile of fine iron was worth ten thousand catties, but it was nothing in Di Qian's hands.

Ling Chong is not Wuxia Amon, and he knew that Di Qian wanted to use firepower to refine precious materials. Refined iron is iron essence. Although it is not as good as millennium cold iron and other materials, it is still extremely rare The precious material used to cast swords is not bad.

Thousands of jins of fine iron are like thousands of rivers returning to the sea. As soon as they are thrown into the bean-like flame, there is a sizzling sound above the hall, just like rolling iron thrown into cold water, but there is no trace of water mist.As usual, ten thousand catties of fine iron is considered a lot, but after being refined by the ground fire, there is no impurity left, only the size of a drop of water remains.Ling Chong's true energy moved his eyes, stared at the "water drop", and saw that it was full of iron essence, which was extremely pure, and was licked by bean flames, and impurities were refined every moment. melt away.

A "drop of water" can melt thousands of catties of fine iron essence, and the size is as you wish. This is the magical effect of the immortal family's refining, and it makes Ling Chong's eyes shine. , find another way, it is rare to be upright and upright, showing the spirit of Taoism and righteousness.

Di Qian's eyes showed a look of intoxication, and he devoted himself to the sword refining. When the iron essence and impurities were completely removed, he kneaded the magic formula with his hands and drank it lightly. Like a drop of black ink slowly blurring on rice paper.Ling Chong's eyes didn't even blink, and he was fascinated by it.Under Di Qian's thoughts, the iron essence gradually unfolded, forming the shape of a small sword. It suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of true energy, which landed on the sword embryo. Qingyue sounded.

The sword embryo was completed, and the sword refining was more than half successful. The fire in Di Qian's hand seemed to have exhausted its firepower, and it was extinguished when he pinched it, leaving only a small sword floating in the air.Di Qian stretched out his hand to make a move, and the small sword fell into his palm, and he handed it to Ling Chong.

(End of this chapter)