Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 575 Casting Spirits, Skyfire Weaving Swords

In the process of Jiangnan Chunxin's preparations, Leng Yan is also adjusting her own state, casting the spirit and shaping the shape, which has never been a unilateral matter of the casting craftsman.

The figure sitting in the furnace, at this moment, felt an unprecedented peace of mind.

And outside the furnace, as the furnace was activated, the vitality of the heavens and the earth continued to gather until——

"Casting Spirit Scroll Five Elements Fire! Drink!"

Accompanied by a deep shout, Jiangnan Chunxin put all his energy into his body, absorbing the energy of the world and the four directions, and for the first time demonstrated the skill of casting spirit scrolls without passing on.

Wuchou's vitality was pulled away immediately, and it was gathered under the melting furnace, only a bang was heard, and the flames produced five elements, and the five colors were blazing together, unveiling the prelude to casting the spirit and shaping it.

Time passed slowly on the dancing tongue of fire, and the divine voice echoed between heaven and earth, washing away all distracting thoughts.

Inside the furnace, the cold body was melted by the flames of the five elements, gradually separated from the soul, and turned into two overlapping figures.

The sloughed body turned into an iron body flowing with gold, and all the foundation and spirituality in the flesh and blood belonged to the primordial spirit at this moment.

Tiantie melted, and was completely separated from the cold and twinkling primordial spirit by the device arranged in advance.

At the same time, the foundation and spirituality work together to make the originally illusory primordial spirit begin to show signs of solidification.

The boundary between life and death is so clear at this moment.

Once upon a time, when she came to this world, the only thing she asked for was the artifact of that day.

Whether it is life or death, to the former Leng Yan, there is no difference or meaning.

Because she has nothing at all.

She used to think that she could see everything clearly.

However, that's just what she never had.

In other words, she in the past cannot really be called alive.

But, now, she wants to live!
Not only for casting the artifact of the sky with my own hands, but also for that promise.

The lonely sound of the piano and the words of encouragement came faintly from outside the furnace:
"The next step is the key, my friend, you must hold on!"

immediately--

"Smelting and gilding techniques combine gold and plastic shapes to gather fire to open up meridians and soil to coagulate viscera for the heart!"

Outside the melting furnace, the secret art of creating things and nature is used again, the five elements connect yin and yang, and yin and yang accommodate the five elements.

In the melting furnace, the five elements circulate to form yin and yang, and all return to Hongmeng Qitie.

Metal is used to shape the shape, the bones support the world, and the blood contains vitality, which establishes the foundation for the human body to survive.

Gathering fire as the heart, pumping qi and blood, connecting the past and the next, and rotating the yin and yang between movement and stillness.

The soil travels along the avenue, condenses the five internal organs, transforms the six internal organs, combines Yin and Yang, and serves as the exterior and interior of each other.

The long river opens up the meridians, connects all places, reaches endlessly, and sorts out the vitality of the whole body.

Just when the body was being molded, I saw the thaumaturgy of creating things and nature and thaumaturgy again, and a hammer fell from the air:
"The last step, Yunmu Jiling!"

The cycle of the five elements transcends the barrier of life and death, and at the moment when Leng Yan's primordial spirit is fully attached, the spirituality returns to the body.

In an instant, the yin, yang and five elements converged into one body. Theoretically, such a body can be mastered and controlled by humans, and even a slight incongruity is enough to cause huge troubles.

But at this moment, with the return of spirituality, the corresponding parts of the human body are activated, and the concept of "life" is given to it, so that this body, which is essentially an "object", instantly "lives".

The yin-yang and five elements become extremely gentle, and self-coordination is carried out with breathing, as if they have experienced countless exercises.

If viewed from the outside, Leng Yan at this time is no different from before.

However, there is a difference in the end.

It's just that the spirituality, branding, primordial spirit and even consciousness have not changed, so she is still the same.

The figure sitting cross-legged in the furnace did not choose to leave directly after casting the spirit.

When she and Jiangnan Chunxin were building this furnace, in order to ensure that there would be no incident of frying the furnace, they almost maxed out its heat resistance and endurance.

and so--

She can directly cast swords in it by drawing fire from the sky.

It's not the cluster of sky fire on Aofeng, but the real sky fire, or in other words, Yin fire.

Amidst the sound of the zither, a white figure could be seen in the dim furnace, with its fingers flying, its water sleeves swaying slightly, and the sky iron that was originally isolated by the device melted out in time.

…………

Outside the furnace, Jiangnan Chunxin wiped off the thin sweat on his forehead, and sighed softly:
"No surprises, no danger, you're done."

There were no unexpected changes, and even no thunder disaster like when casting the Crow's Nine Sword. Perhaps, this world recognized this casting technique.

Just as he put away the casting hammer and was about to open the furnace, a pulling force came out from the furnace.

The wind is getting colder, the moon is rising, and at the moment of sunset, the colorful aurora appears on the top of Aofeng.

Afterwards, wisps of blue flames fell from the void and poured into the furnace.

At the same time, the red sky fire in the sky fire house was also pulled, and poured into the furnace after the blue sky fire.

"My friend, can't you wait?"

Seeing this scene, Jiangnan Chunxin shook his head helplessly, a little dumbfounded, but helpless.

In the melting furnace, the yin and yang bipolar sky fires burned together, burning more and more intensely, but it didn't hurt Leng Yan at all. I saw her ten fingers kept flying, like peeling cocoons, extracting the essence of heaven and iron, turning them into countless silvery white stalks. Wire.

Cold casting swords is not hammered with a hammer like mainstream foundries, but is melted with sky fire, and the essence is extracted for weaving and forging.

Normally, the yang on Aofeng belongs to the sky fire, which can meet her needs for sword casting. After all, it is just practice, and even the material used is very ordinary refined iron.

But to forge the Heavenly Artifact, she needs to exert all her strength, not only to draw down the Aofeng's Yang Attribute Fire, but also to attract the Yin Attribute Fire beyond the Nine Heavens, which is the Sky Fire she uses to regulate her body.

The yin and yang bipolar fires act at the same time, and the heavenly artifact can be completed.

Silk threads are woven together by nimble ten fingers in the red and blue flames.

Maybe it's because this spirit-casting body was originally formed by casting technique, or maybe it's caused by her own rebirth. Leng Yan discovered in the process of receiving the sky fire and weaving the sword that this body casting technique is far better than any time in the past. , should be much more handy.

…………

The divine voice echoed, and Lin Chongyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the roof, did not stop his movements. The existence of the Divine Confucian Xuanzhang was enough to eliminate the influence of external factors for the two friends.

As for the artifact of that day, he is willing to gamble and admit defeat, and abide by the agreement he made with the two friends in the past.

As long as people are safe, the left and right are nothing but a sword.

Of course, the premise is that everyone is safe.

Time passed slowly, the moon rose and set, the sun rose and the moon set, time passed between the fingers plucking the strings, and in a blink of an eye, it was another three days and nights.

"Sir, a drop of blood."

A soft voice came from the furnace and fell into the ears of Lin Chongyang who was playing the piano. It was the fulfillment of the agreement in the past, and it was also a sign that the artifact was about to be completed.

I saw him playing the piano with his left hand, and his right hand turned into a sword finger, pulling and pulling at his heart, a ball of red-golden blood slowly emerged, and was directly smashed into the furnace by him.

Zheng-!
In an instant, the ice-colored brilliance soared into the sky, and there was another whistle, the sky sword was opened, and the sky fire faded away.

(End of this chapter)