ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Following the guidance of the flower talisman, Crossing the Galaxy returned to the original place and walked through another path.

This corridor was much wider, it was circular, and the middle column was also engraved with portraits praising the emperor. After walking a semicircle, the three of them saw a still curtain of water from the column.

"what?"

Shen Shui reached out to touch it, but was wetted by the current.

He thought it was solidified water, but it was actually a laminar flow phenomenon when there was no wind around - but how could there be such pure water quality here?
"come in."

A quiet male voice sounded from behind the curtain.

After the three of them walked in, Du Xinghe immediately announced his family name: "This junior is Du Xinghe, a disciple of Master Rong Yu. I have been ordered to return to repair the alchemy furnace. Master asked me to hand this letter to the master of weapon repair, Cang Hengzi." , may I ask you...?"

Hearing the name of Master Rong Yu, the man sitting behind the refining instrument finally had something in his eyes.

"I am Cang Hengzi, please give me her letter."

He stood up and took the flower letter from Du Xinghe.

I don’t know what Master Rong Yu wrote in the letter. Cang Hengzi’s expression changed again and again. Her shoulders tensed up as she read the letter. After a long time, she relaxed and said, “Thank you for finding me here. I changed the place without telling her, and the letter couldn't be sent out. You should have noticed that the jade ultimatum will be blocked here, even me. But it just so happened that I used to be too obsessed with other people's evaluations of me. After discarding the jade ultimatum, Instead, I got more.”

"I owe Rong Yu a lot. She asked me to refine the flying sword for you, so I took over the job."

Cang Hengzi looked over with indifferent eyes: "It's just that you have just formed the elixir. It depends on you whether the weapon spirit is willing to recognize you as its master. There are too many people pursuing the best magic weapons, and how many children from aristocratic families are paying sky-high prices to learn from the weapon. It is a two-way choice between the magic weapon and the monk to leapfrog the level and challenge the strong man, but he does not know that the magic weapon has a spirit. Even the weapon cultivator himself cannot force the spirit of the weapon to bow."

The magic weapon itself is precious and rare, and has extremely high requirements for materials and inscriptions.

Furthermore, weapon spirits also have personalities that like and dislike evil.

Without the approval of the weapon spirit, it will not be used by others.

After Cang Hengzi finished speaking, he saw the bowl fastened to the waist of the female cultivator in front of him flipped over, and burst into a proud laugh: "Did you hear that! Our weapon spirits are very strong-minded! You can secretly enjoy yourself when you pick me up." Bar!"

Du Xinghe took off the mine spirit from his waist and handed it to Cang Hengzi, who had a strange and complicated expression: "My weapon spirit."

Mine Spirit: "Yes."

Mine Spirit: "No, what about yours? Are we familiar with each other?"

Cang Hengzi saw that it was only the size of a bowl, and he was already thinking about forging it into a thin sword.

However, after taking the bowl in his hand and testing it with magic, he realized that he had been mistaken. This was actually a mineral vein that gave birth to spiritual intelligence!

The content of this Jianghe stone vein is enough to forge swords for use by the entire sect!

And Du Xinghe actually said that she wanted to use it to make a sword?

How to use up this vein of minerals with a sword?
Before Cang Hengzi could think of a specific plan, Du Xinghe hesitated for a moment and said: "I have one more unkind request, because it is an extra thing. I will try my best to satisfy the master in whatever reward he wants. I can't give it today." Come out and I will earn it someday.”

Cang Hengzi told her that it was okay.

Before she spoke, many speculations flowed through Cang Hengzi's mind.

Since he has promised to forge a sword for her, I guess she wants another self-defense item.

It's a bit greedy, but since he is Rong Yu's apprentice, he can give a relatively preferential price.

"Due to some accidents, my apprentice lost an eye and a right hand. They cannot grow back by taking elixirs, so I thought maybe I could make her a flexible prosthetic limb."

After Du Xinghe said this, Cang Hengzi's eyes fell on the female cultivator standing behind her.

It is true that a right hand is missing. Since the message came from Rong Yu, he must have tried the pill to regenerate severed limbs long ago. Cang Hengzi agreed happily without asking any questions: "It's a small thing, I just practiced it. "

No mention of remuneration.

He asked the three of them to sit down: "Tell me what kind of sword you want, and measure your height and hand length."

Next to the refining instrument, there is an unpretentious four-legged wooden table. Various materials exuding mysterious auras are piled high into a hill. Two large holes are opened above. One is filled with earthly fire magma, and the other is flowing with texture. Pure cold water.

A long rope flew up from the table and wrapped around Du Xinghe's body.

As it moves, Cang Hengzi records the corresponding size numbers on the paper in order to make it completely consistent, like an arm moving a finger.

"What do you think about your sword?"

Du Xinghe sat down: "I have some ideas, but it might be very troublesome."

"Do you think of me as an ordinary weapon cultivator? There is nothing troublesome with me. The more challenging the idea, the more valuable it is to forge. Unbridled imagination is a prerequisite for becoming an excellent weapon cultivator. I still have ordinary magic weapons. I’m too lazy to train, not to mention you are Rong Yu’s disciple, so you don’t have to be polite to me.”

There was arrogance hidden in Cang Hengzi's indifferent voice.

Seeing what he said, Du Xinghe described to him his crazy dream of uniting all swords.

I need to forge ten thousand swords...

Cang Hengzi: "I think you should be polite to me."

He was speechless, but still seriously considered the possibility.

The Mining Spirit itself can change the size of objects and carve some space inscriptions... It's actually not impossible... Just thinking about it is an extremely heavy workload and high requirements for skills, but as a pursuing weapon repairer, I can't help but be excited. got up.

You know, not every weapon cultivator has the opportunity to use an entire vein of Jianghe stone to make a sword.

I'm afraid even the leader of Jiuyang Sect can't afford such luxury!

"But to achieve the effect you want, the sword needs a strong core."

Du Xinghe took out a piece of Dragon's Marrow from the storage ring and placed it on the table: "Master, do you think it is suitable?"

A layer of rosy clouds bloomed around the edge of the dragon's marrow, and the brilliance spread out from the core, making it dazzling.

With just one glance, you can tell that it is not extraordinary.

"can."

Cang Hengzi looked at her with a hint of surprise.

The fineness of this piece of dragon chant marrow is very good, and I am afraid it can fetch thousands of high-grade spiritual stones. He did not expect that this female cultivator has such deep knowledge. He underestimated her, and she can produce an entire vein of Jianghe stone. How can people have no foundation?

Crossing the Galaxy actually has another idea.

"The swordsmanship I practice is called "Nishang Sword Sutra". I am famous for my dexterity, but sometimes my fighting style is suitable for close combat. Can I switch between light sword and heavy sword forms in battle?"

The quantity and size can be changed, and the form should also be able to change.

Both heavy swords and light swords have their own advantages and disadvantages. Crossing the Galaxy is very greedy, and she wants all the strategic significance of both.

Mine Spirit: "Hey, I'm not made from dough."