Him and their stars

Lan Jiufeng got up very early today. However, when he woke up, the world surrounding him was still just a mist that seemed to extend to the end of the universe.

In the thick fog of confusion, indescribable shadows were rolling and boiling in the world, vaguely like the roar of a giant beast, like thunder, or like a hundred ghosts wailing. However, their traces seemed to be very close to the horizon, but the next moment, they seemed to appear thousands of miles away.

In such a psychedelic world, all the order composed of physical rules seems to be meaningless.

Only the island suspended in the gray mist at your feet, protected only by the divine power of Lan Jiufeng, has lush grass and gurgling streams, making it almost a fairyland on earth.

...But then again, in a disorderly environment like the virtual world, there is such an orderly fairyland. Isn't it the greatest disorder?

Lan Jiufeng murmured and sighed: "That's why the mind is like a bright mirror, reflecting things in themselves!"

He felt the change between seasons, felt the purest spiritual factors flowing through the unbreathable air, and he seemed to have heard the bell of truth. At that moment, the greatest psyker in the history of Earth already felt that he had realized something again. Some kind of fiery emotion was stirring in his heart, but at this moment, it formed a perfect balance with his own state of mind. .

He knew that the moment had finally arrived.

So, the greatest psychic in the history of the earth took out a jade sign from the futon at his feet, waved his hand and shook it, and a brilliant white light floated on the sign.

He cleared his throat, pulled out a Tambula directly from the air, and started singing loudly while playing it: "Lao Sa across the way, look here~~~Look here~~~Look here, the virtual world here is very exciting , please don’t ignore it!”

...Well, the music and art of this generation's galactic civilization is very broadcast, so naturally there are little love songs of this style. We just need to grasp the spirit.

...In addition, Lan Jiufeng is of course not the integration of timelines, parallel universes and the will of observers outside the big universe like his closed disciples, but we also only need to understand the spirit.

He thinks that his singing is pretty good, and there is no centenarian these days who can sing love songs as dynamically as he can.

It's a pity that after the song ended, the halo on the jade medal only jumped a few times, but there was no movement at all.

"What a humorless person! How can this old man have such an old enemy with no sense of style?" Lan Jiufeng sighed, spread his hands, and looked at the jungle road in the distance, and seemed to be facing the gray trees further away. Fog said.

However, the jungle is silent and the gray fog is misty and unpredictable.

The old man put away the jade token and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. At some point, two giants wearing bronze armor appeared behind him. The ones he called "yellow scarf warriors" were carrying a huge box and following him.

A few minutes later, the old man stood on the flat platform at the top of the mountain. This is your own place of enlightenment, your own retreat, and your own spiritual resting place. The platform is not big, but it is very elegant. You can see the green pines and bamboos around it, the fences are falling, and the apes and cranes are kissing each other. At first glance, it is the dojo of a true immortal.

Back then, the true immortal here! It was here that I roasted snake meat with my little disciple...

He looked up and saw that his two "children", the crane and the little Xuanwu, were standing on the tall pine trees in the distance. Seeing Lan Jiufeng glance over, the two men immediately started to take action.

The former flutters its wings and leaps gracefully; the latter waves colorful flags, sings and dances.

Lan Jiufeng showed a light smile, reached out and rubbed his fingers. The yellow scarf warrior behind him quickly placed the big iron box on the ground, and then retreated outside the platform. Then, there was only a spring sound, and the box unfolded directly, completely covering the Tai Chi diagram on the blue bricks, revealing the forge, alchemy table and psychic furnace inside.

Just like that, a folding alchemy working formula appeared in front of Lan Jiufeng.

He pulled out a smaller box from the mezzanine on the ground next to the induction furnace. After opening it, he took out an extremely heavy Austrian steel crystal.

This is a piece of zero-element crystal with a purity of over 90%. Even with the peak wrist strength of Lan Jiu Peak Eighth Ring, it is somewhat difficult to lift it with one hand.

The psyker felt the object's mass and hardness with satisfaction. In his hundred years of life across the universe, he has never found a second zero element crystal of the same purity and quality.

He once thought that he might not need it in his lifetime, so he could leave it to his descendants as a treasure of the sect. However, how happy this era was to him, he would be able to put it to use in his lifetime.

"So, what kind of weapon should be made?" He began to think.

In the moment of trance, he had vaguely seen the divine sword of Guanghan Nineteen States blooming with brilliance, invincible, and the evil spirits retreated. However, his own subconscious seemed to have felt his hesitation, and the light and shadow of the divine sword began to dissipate.

"Yes, if it's always swords, maybe some people really want to think of us as the Swordmen sect." Lan Jiufeng muttered to himself seriously.

Xianhe and Xiao Xuanwu outside the platform looked at each other and let out a very human sigh at the same time.

Lan Jiufeng ignored it. At this time, he had already seen a new image in his spiritual world, and he immediately smiled heartily.

"Oh ho ho ho, that's what happened."

Xianhe and Xiao Xuanwu stopped moving, and then started singing and dancing more happily. They could feel the old man's joy, and although they still didn't know why, they also became happy.

"Tong'er, here comes the sword!" Lan Jiufeng said.

The crane let out a long cry, opened its beak, and saw a cold light protruding from his mouth, condensing into an ancient sword with a simple shape, which happened to fall on the forging platform.

If Duke Sadolan saw this inconspicuous ancient sword, he would definitely start ptsd. In the great war half a century ago, Lan Jiufeng, who was invincible in the world below the Nine Rings, walked around the empire with this nameless sword, spanning 30,000 light-years and was unbeatable. Even he, the grand leader of the Astral Knights, almost had the leader of the Six Yangs cut off from his neck.

"Tong'er, here you go!" the old man said again.

Little Xuanwu put his hands together and clapped them hard, and then made a dull roar like a war drum. A forging tool flashing with spiritual light appeared out of thin air and hung in front of Lan Jiufeng.

Lan Jiufeng reached out and took out a golden hammer, and hit it heavily on the sword on the forging platform.

The crane had a very human and unreadable expression, and twitched its silver wings as if it were crying. Little Xuanwu beside him could only put his chubby round hands on the crane's back, constantly comforting him.

In an instant, the ancient sword that was the nightmare of countless imperial masters was torn apart and turned into pieces. However, before the spiritual light in the Noble Phantasm dissipated, it was bound in place by invisible power.

Lan Jiufeng waved and pulled the fist-sized Austrian steel crystal over.

Under his psychic skills, this piece of zero-element material, which can be called the hardest in the universe, was turned into tiny fragments and fell into the burning psychic furnace.

Of course, this was not a powerful psychic technique that he used to smash this piece of Austrian steel - even if he could do this, he would definitely be exhausted to the point of losing his strength.

He just regarded the whole piece of Austrian steel as an "enemy" and then smashed its "weaknesses".

Yes, for a "Shura" who is about to enter the side of truth, as long as he is an enemy, he must have weaknesses. As long as there is a weakness, it can be found and then defeated.

The induction furnace driven by spiritual energy has the habit of softening zero-element matter. However, there is still a big difference between melting one piece or one grain.

Of course, after all, Austrian Steel is the hardest zero element in the universe and even the hardest known substance, and it is still difficult to melt with an ordinary psychic furnace. Therefore, Lan Jiufeng, who had already prepared, directly threw a piece of high-purity molten crystal into it.

This kind of thing is also called sun stone. As the name suggests, it is said that it can instantly simulate the temperature of the sun. Of course, if you do this, this priceless alchemy set will probably be scrapped after use this time.

But... Anyway, Lan Jiufeng has already taken out all the Austrian steel crystals that he planned to use as treasures for the town. It is just an alchemy device. If it is gone, it will be gone.

In this way, his mood remained stable, and the furnace began to heat up and tremble. He watched as the melted austenite fluid slipped out of the furnace and merged into the fragments of the sword.

He carried a forging tool also made of zero elements and began to operate it.

Everyone knows that the leader of the Spiritual Research Society, Lan Jiufeng, the master of the Blue Star Community, is the greatest warrior in the entire galaxy, but few people know that he is actually an outstanding alchemist master. The skills of Sonny Grant, the most famous alchemist in the community, were actually trained by his teacher.

Lan Jiufeng's star ring is "Shura" rather than "communion", and he actually lacks the mysterious ability to deal with various mysterious substances innately. However, he overcame it all with skill and strength.

Of course, from a purely alchemical perspective, this isn't too smart. However, this time, Lan Jiufeng had to do twice the result with half the effort.

Under his exquisite skills, new weapons began to take shape. On the handle that can be held by both hands, on one side is a round and solid hammer head like a tortoise shell, and on the other side is a sharp and bright curved blade like a crane's beak.

Then, he dropped the golden hammer, replaced it with a smaller mithril hammer, and hammered it down firmly.

Then, the flawless metal instrument emitted a crisp and majestic tone that was more beautiful than the best musical instruments. Lan Jiufeng felt his spine trembling with appreciation. He knew that all his measures were perfect today, even the long play. Just thinking about the results of his work today makes him feel uncontrollably excited.

He could no longer experience this feeling after the War of Independence. Even if the 18th-line girl group that he supports finally releases a single that ranks in the top 10 of the Galaxy Hot Songs Chart, he doesn't feel this excited anymore.

At this point, it is time to carve the psychic array. As we all know, the most difficult thing about the psychic array is not to enlarge it, but to make it as small as possible while ensuring the effect. If you are someone, you may need to copy the original drawings at this time.

Lan Jiufeng didn't need it, these symbols had already been engraved on his heart and soul. He took advantage of the fact that the metal had not completely cooled and hardened, so he stretched out his fingers, ignoring the high temperature that could vaporize the steel, and wrote on the handle of the weapon like a carrot. Just looking at this action, Lan Jiufeng is not only a first-class alchemist, but also a first-class calligrapher... and chef.

In just a few seconds, those mysterious symbols of power flashed on the handle, but then they disappeared into the cooling Austrian steel crystal.

Lan Jiufeng murmured to himself: "There is no one who knows but does not do it. Knowing but not doing it is just unknown. So, from now on, I will call you Xingzhi, right? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Regardless of the fact that he was in a virtual realm, the greatest psyker in the history of the earth laughed into the distant gray void: "Wahahahahaha, junior sister, I am already invincible!"

Probably because his laughter was so wild that it didn't attract the attention of any Void Realm monster at all.

Xianhe and Xiao Xuanwu covered their heads, still looking disgusted. As for the two yellow scarf warriors, they had already hid in the forest from the beginning, probably preparing to disguise themselves as bamboos that no one cared about.

Lan Jiufeng ignored the reactions around him and just sang and danced for a while before putting down the hammer. When he turned his head, he saw his eldest disciple, Tantai Jingzheng, the chief of the Seven Lingyan Sons, standing on the edge of the platform, with an expressionless face and an upright attitude, as if he had not seen anything.

"Ajing, haven't I already told you? This place is my spiritual resting place and cannot be disturbed at will. Hey, ever since your little junior brother came to make trouble, you have become more and more lawless."

Tantai Jing said seriously: "My disciple has made great progress in practice recently, and I came here specifically to report the good news to my teacher."

Lan Jiufeng looked his disciple up and down, and suddenly showed a look of relief: "The seventh ring is completed?"

Tantai Jing nodded: "The information you and my junior brother brought back from the virtual realm is true."

"That's excellent. In terms of 'balance', I haven't heard of anything above seven rings in thousands of years." Lan Jiufeng's joy seemed reserved and elegant, once again full of the master's demeanor.

"But I didn't expect to be able to witness the completion of my mentor's artifact. Congratulations, teacher. Congratulations to the teacher." Tantai Jing said pleasant words while curiously looking at the artifact in Lan Jiufeng's hand.

"However, the teacher wants to refine weapons, why don't you let Junior Brother Grant and his disciples do it. Didn't you say that alchemy has its own rules, and using skill and brute force is an unnatural move, getting twice the result with half the effort. Use 'Communion' 'Does the innate profound energy just follow the will of heaven?"

"One moment, another moment." Lan Jiufeng stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I am Shura. I kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles. I have to go against the will of heaven."

"Teacher, please speak human words."

"The first step for Shura to enter the ninth ring of the 'Final Enforcement' is to spend all his efforts to build his own soul sword. He must do it himself and must not rely on external forces."

Tantai Jing suddenly realized that this seemed to make sense. However, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the weapon in the opponent's hand: "This, a sword..."

"You are confused. Disciple, a sword is a gentleman's weapon, and a sword is a thing used to kill people. What does it matter if a gentleman uses it to kill people, and it looks very similar? A gentleman says it is a sword, and this is a sword."

Tantai Jing thought to himself, just say yes.

"So, the teacher made this artifact..."

"This sword is 'Xingzhi', and from now on it will be the treasure of our Spiritual Research Association!" He stroked the weapon in his hand: "However, I can't give it to you now, I also have some things that need to be done."

Tantai Jing had probably guessed something, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his heart. But he also knew that he had no qualifications or position to oppose.