The little junior sister is fierce and fierce, the whole sect is waiting for her to ascend

Chapter 59 The Evil-killing Sword is Completed
With this absorption, Duan Shiming's cultivation level rose from the early stage of the Golden Core to the middle stage of the Golden Core before stopping. After consolidating his cultivation, he hurriedly stood up and said to Zhang Yunran with a face of surprise: "I am now in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. I can try to forge the Evil Killing Sword!"

"Execution Sword?" Something flashed in Zhang Yunran's mind, "It's such a familiar name. I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Duan Shiming grinned, "My evil-killing sword is different from those evil-killing swords in the iron shop that keep people safe. The evil-killing sword I want to forge is an evil-killing sword that can truly kill evil spirits!"

"Kill the demon?"

Zhang Yunran frowned and recalled, and suddenly she caught a fragment that flashed in her mind, "I remembered it, it seems that someone entrusted me to find a master who can forge the Evil Execution Sword to cast the Evil Execution Sword. Execute the world. You evil spirits, please bring peace to the Buddha's kingdom!"

This time it was Duan Shiming's turn to be confused, "Is there really someone who entrusts you with this? 'Forge an evil-killing sword to kill all the evil spirits in the world and restore peace to the Buddha's country'?"

Zhang Yunran nodded heavily.

Duan Shiming scratched the back of his head and said, "This is like what the eminent monks in the temple used to say, but today's eminent monks have changed."

"It seems that there is a master named Yin who was eroded by the devil and now shares a body with the devil." A little light appeared in Zhang Yunran's hazy mind.

Duan Shiming looked stern and said, "Master Li Yin?" Then he thought to himself and said, "No wonder the Buddha Kingdom is now in a smoky atmosphere and traitors are in power! Without further ado, I'm going to try it now!"

"Hey, Senior Brother Duan, you should wait for me!"

Seeing Duan Shiming rushing inside like a gust of wind, Zhang Yunran hurriedly used all his strength to keep up.

At the end of Tiangongfang is a large furnace, in which the ever-extinguishing purple sky and dragon flames beat all the year round. Duan Shiming carefully took out the heart of the salu tree that had been kept aside to warm.

The originally dark heart of the Salman tree, after three months of spiritual energy cultivation, is now as black and shiny as smooth and traceless obsidian.

Zhang Yunran saw that he used his own fire spirit to first bake the heart of the three-foot-long salho tree more than a dozen times and then put it into the mold. Then he took out a large piece of black iron stone that shone with cold light, and used the fire spirit energy to send it into the big furnace to melt it. The molten slurry from which impurities have been removed is poured onto the core of the salu tree.

Suddenly, the sounds of squeaking and beeping came one after another, and Duan Shiming solemnly struck one formula after another into the mold.

Zhang Yunran couldn't understand any of the magic formulas, but looking at Duan Shiming's gestures and the golden or red arcs of light falling from his hands, she knew they were magic formulas. It seemed that she also knew the magic formula, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Zhang Yunran simply sat in the corner and tried to search for his memory. She gained a lot from this search, and she remembered the most important Tianyundi Yijue and the All Things Resurrection Technique.

She didn't care about the joy of regaining the lost aftertaste, and immediately started the Tianyundi Yijue. It was quite smooth at first, but when the spiritual energy reached the Dantian area, it collapsed not long after, because her Dantian had not been repaired completely before.

Zhang Yunran had no choice but to use the painting again and use the golden light spots in the painting to continue repairing his damaged Dantian. After repairing and repairing, she was horrified to find that her Dantian was getting bigger and bigger. After checking her whole body again, she couldn't help but sweat broke out on her back.

The meridians throughout her body were also widening as she absorbed the golden light spots. What shocked her even more was that a new spiritual root grew out of her Dantian...

What is the origin of the golden light in this painting?
"Clang!"

Zhang Yunran's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden shattering sound. She got up and walked towards the source of the sound.

It was discovered that there were some cracks on the Zhuxie Sword that Duan Shiming was forging, and the clanging sound was caused by the cracks appearing on the Zhuxie Sword.

Duan Shiming murmured to himself distressedly, "It shouldn't be! It should be like this. How could there be cracks? How about I try another method?" The result of his attempt was that the sword on the Zhu Xie Sword was cracked. There are more and more cracks.

Zhang Yunran glanced at the scroll that had not been put away in mid-air, and thinking of his repaired tendons and Dantian, he couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Duan, why don't you try using the telekinesis in my scroll when you perform the technique?" "

Duan Shiming felt as if he was enlightened, and his eyes suddenly shot out two bright lights of surprise, "Yes! The Zhuxie Sword, Zhuxie Zhuxie, must be forged with the purest thought power!"

After being excited for a while, his face fell again, "But, I can't use the telekinesis power in your magic weapon."

"It's okay, you teach me the techniques, I'll use my telekinesis, and you'll control the overall situation!"

Duan Shiming hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, "Okay! That's it!"

After Zhang Yunran put the telepathy in the painting into the sword, the cracks slowly closed, but they could not be eliminated.

"Senior Brother Duan, why can't this crack be eliminated? I've been sending telekinesis for almost nine hours." Zhang Yunran couldn't help but feel worried when he saw that the golden light on the painting was much less.

Duan Shiming was also a little puzzled. At first, the cracks seemed to be closing, but later on, when they were just a little short, they were always just a little short. The whole sword shone with golden light. Every time he wanted to give up, a strong intuition in his heart told him that it would be fine soon.

When he wanted to comfort Zhang Yunran again by saying that he would be fine soon, he suddenly couldn't open his mouth. He has been saying this for three or four hours. Will he be fine soon?
"I……"

He spoke hesitantly.

"Boom!" A long roar like thunder echoed around their ears.

The sound was like thousands of mountains collapsing and exploding.

Zhang Yunran couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands, but it didn't work at all. Blood was already flowing from her ears, and she felt as if she was in a sealed space for an instant, unable to hear any sound, and there was a strong sense of oppression squeezing her internal organs.

Duan Shiming didn't fare much better, but he knew that this was a symbol of the birth of a powerful weapon spirit. So even though he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't help but chase the Evil Killing Sword with his eyes. Sure enough, a golden dragon roared straight into the sky, and the Duan family's best-defended secret place was instantly penetrated by the golden dragon.

He pulled Zhang Yunran and told her in the loudest voice in his life, "We are done! Look above."

Zhang Yunran, who was feeling uncomfortable, guessed the whole story from Duan Shiming's mouth shape, and hurriedly looked up. I saw lightning and thunder outside, and the golden dragon shuttled and rolled wantonly in the thunder and lightning.

While Zhang Yunran was excited, he suddenly thought of a question, "Senior Brother Duan, this evil-killing sword has been forged. What if it attracts the covetousness of evil people?"

At this time, the thunder and lightning outside faded away, and the rays of light shone brightly. In the colorful light that flickered down, Zhang Yunran suddenly heard a loud voice, "Then come and I will kill each one! Until all the evil sycophants in this world are wiped out!"

Looking at the clear look in Duan Shiming's eyes, Zhang Yunran smiled.

She seemed to know where Elder Wumian's third disciple was.

(End of this chapter)