Nine Realms Sword Master

For a while, everyone stopped their work. After taking Bai Ye's pill, they all sat on the ground, digesting the pill.

After a while, everyone's eyes were bright and happy.

"I feel that my sacred power has increased a lot!"

"My physical body is much stronger!"

"My Heavenly Soul is getting stronger! My God, this is amazing!!"

The disciples rushed to joy and were excited.

The effect of this pill is astonishing. The inferior pill given by the sect is like delicacy and shit.

"Brother Bai! Is there any pill?"

One person stood up suddenly and looked at Bai Ye longingly.

"Yeah, Brother Bai, do you still have the pill? I'll exchange it with you baby!"

"I feel that I am about to break through to the Saint Realm, Brother Bai...Please give me another pill!"

People said one after another, their voices getting louder and louder, and the crowd surrounded the white night like stars holding the moon, their expressions excited.

Bai Ye smiled faintly: "No, but if I have enough materials, I can refine them for you! But the materials are not easy to get!!"

"Brother Bai! Just as you said before, we immediately apply to replace the pill with ingredients!!" He tried to shout eagerly.

"Yes! We'll apply later!!!"

"Does the Zongmen doubt it?"

"So what's the doubt? This is normal! Many sect disciples said that they don't need pill. As long as the materials are used, we usually need materials for the formation of refining equipment?" Trying to say.

"That's it!"

People shouted excitedly.

Although they are all members of the sword repair room, they are all souls. Which soul does not want to have supreme power? Although they have almost been given up by the sect, they themselves will not give up. As long as it is a way to improve their strength, even if the improvement is only a bit of strength, they will do their best to grasp it.

Bai Ye smiled softly.

With the support of these people's materials, coupled with this terrifying fire and the Holy Pill recipes I have mastered, it is absolutely easy to refine the best-quality Holy Pill!

After thinking about it, Bai Ye turned to repair the sword.

Sword repair is actually easy after mastering the steps, plus the help of Dumb and others, but within a long time, the white night's target has been completed. However, he was not idle either. He glanced at the sword tomb with broken swords everywhere, and walked in with a thought.

The sword tomb is dark and extremely large. The coverage of the sword tomb has actually broken through the space of the sword repairing room, and it extends outside alone, but the deeper it goes in, the dim and the light can't come in.

"Brother Bai, you can go in and see, don't go too deep."

At this moment, a female disciple named Ayu shouted.

There are also female disciples in the sword repairing room, but not many, plus one piece and no more than one hand.

"Why?" Bai Ye asked, turning his head.

Ayujiao smiled and said, "I heard that our sword repairing room was built based on this sword tomb. The sword tomb is buried with the famous swords of our Yijian Tiangong ancestors. In the center, I heard that there is a peerless fierce sword. Although it has been damaged, the sword spirit is not dead and the sword intent is fierce. There used to be a disciple in the sword repair room who went in because of curiosity, but it did not come out. Most of it was dead inside. Elder Sha warned us that we are not allowed to enter. If we are to repair the sword here, we can only repair the outer part, regardless of the inner part, so Brother Bai, you can go in and see, don't go too deep."

Bai Ye heard the sound and nodded: "I understand, thank you Ayu."

"You're welcome." Ayu smiled and went back to work.

Bai Ye was curious, but he wouldn't really go inside without knowing it.

I walked forward about several tens of meters and glanced left and right. Although the swords inserted on the ground looked very old and tattered, judging from the quality of the blade, they were incredible swords in their heyday.

What kind of battles have these swords gone through before, so that their owners bury them here?

Bai Ye is actually a bit heartache.

However, he is not heartbroken by these swords, but by his own sword, because the few swords that follow him are almost without bones, especially the prison sword...

"Ugh!"

Bai Ye sighed faintly, sad.

But he didn't notice that his sigh fell, and many swords trembled, extremely slight.

The surrounding area of ​​the sword tomb was sealed by barriers, except for the entrance of the sword repair room, no other places could enter.

Bai Ye walked around, randomly picked a sword, turned it back, and began to recast it.

In the evening, Elder Sha came in again with a wine jar, and began to count the number of swordsmanship for each disciple. Of course, the focus was on Baiye.

"Most of the newly worshipped disciples couldn't complete the task on the first day. I didn't expect that you not only completed a hundred swords, but the quality of these swords...is it so good?" Elder Sha was shocked and surprised. .

Bai Ye smiled and said nothing.

Although most of the swords were made by dumb and them.

"Yes! You have a talent for repairing swords, work hard!" Elder Sha nodded in satisfaction and Xuan'er left.

The white night was extremely ashamed.

We are here for cultivation.

After repairing the sword, he tried to apply for replacement materials. As expected, he was quickly approved.

On the second day, all the materials of all the disciples were sent over.

Everyone was standing in front of the huge furnace in the middle, their faces were extremely solemn.

"Are you ready?" Bai Yeyi asked.

"Ready!" everyone shouted.

"it is good!"

Bai Ye nodded, put the prepared materials into the yellow cauldron, Xuan'er jumped and rushed towards the top of the stove.

In an instant, all the disciples around him sacrificed their sacred powers, rushing towards the white night, wrapping him tightly.

Bai Ye was full of white light, like a god, holding a huge yellow tripod, flying towards the stove. The opening of the stove is extremely large, like a volcano, with fierce and pulsating flames inside.

When he appeared at the mouth of the fire, the flames seemed to be attracted, and burst out one after another, like a roaring fire dragon, swallowing at him.

Bai Ye's face changed, and with a low roar, he threw Huang Ding over, leaping back, avoiding the attack of the fire dragon, the fire dragon dashed into the air and disappeared into the air.

Bai Ye's eyes narrowed.

It turns out that these flames are far away, too far from the furnace, and the energy burns out, and they no longer exist...

He secretly wrote it down, but at this moment, the person was already sweating profusely, floating in the air, staring at the Huangding Ding closely.

Huang Ding was dragged by the holy force, floating on the flame, receiving the baptism of the flame.

He didn't know whether Huang Ding's material could withstand this flame. If he couldn't withstand it, then the plan would be frustrated.

And almost the instant Huang Ding was cast over, the flame instantly enveloped it, and the surface of Huang Ding was roasted red.

But... did not melt!

Bai Ye's heart is overjoyed! As long as Huang Ding can survive the time of entering the stove, that's enough!

He immediately urged the sacred power to start alchemy. The temperature of the terrifying high temperature on the surface of the cauldron instantly transferred to the inside. The entire red cauldron, which was about to melt, instantly cooled by three minutes, and the color of the upper half had been restored to its original shape...

"Did you make it?"

The dumb below asked carefully.

"I don't know yet, but at first glance, there is a show!" Bai Ye said while driving Huang Ding.

After hearing the sound, everyone cheered.

After refining for a whole day, the first pot of pill furnace refining with this fire was finally completed.

When Bai Ye put Huang Ding down from the stove carefully, everyone, including his own heart, was hanging.

Bai Ye took a deep breath and opened the cauldron in the expectation of everyone.

In an instant, a halo burst out from the inside, reflecting the dim sword repairing room extremely bright, and an intoxicating fragrance filled the surroundings from it.

Everyone was conquered by this smell.

Bai Ye hurriedly uncovered the lid and looked in his eyes. There were nearly a hundred soy-sized pills.

He squeezed out three of them, put them in his mouth and swallowed them. In a short time, a burst of hot energy burst out, spreading around his body quickly like lightning, sinking into his body, and seeing Bai Ye's body flicker, he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Everyone looked at him, eager to see through.

"According to the regulations, one person has three hats, no more!"

Bai Ye drank low and began to close his eyes.

When everyone heard the sound, there was an instant violent chaos, and they couldn't wait to fish in the cauldron.

After swallowing the elixir, the effect of the medicine was exerted, and people were all shocked and exclaimed constantly.

"God... my god! The effect of this pill... terrible!! I'm afraid the top pill... but that's it?"

"Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Bai was actually a great alchemist!!"

"Quickly! Meditate cross-legged quickly! Absorb the pill quickly and not waste it!!"

"Yes, yes, sit down and sit cross-legged!"

All the disciples were flushed with excitement, and hurriedly sat down and started to practice.

This lasted for about an hour, and all the talents rushed to return to their minds first, and each physical body, heavenly soul, vitality, and sacred power were greatly improved. Everyone was ecstatic, and his smile continued to calm down.

"Thank you Brother Bai!"

People got up one after another, saluted Bai Ye, and became more respectful to Bai Ye.

"You are welcome, we are brothers after all."

Bai Ye smiled.

The work in the sword repairing room is limited to daytime, and you can freely splurge at night. At night, most of the disciples ran to the room next to the sword repairing room to practice quietly, and Bai Ye did not leave.

During the day, it was for these people in the sword-cultivating room to practice alchemy, and now at night, it is time to practice his own.

He took a deep breath, thinking about the area where the flames burst out during the day, sacrificing the heavenly soul, the heavenly soul merged, Dili and Holy Power wrapped his body, and the materials he got from Nalan's house were all over his head. Take it out of the Qianlong Ring, put it into the yellow cauldron, and then he jumped up and jumped up!

The flames came again.

But this time Bai Ye had experience, and the man retreated abruptly, avoiding the flames, and Xuan'er threw Huang Ding into the furnace.

In an instant, the terrifying flames began to bake Huang Ding.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, driving Huang Ding with sacred power, feeling particularly excited.

"Shenhuo Tiandan! I'm here!"