The Beauty of the Tang Dynasty is Like a Cloud / the Story of the Evil King Among the Flowers of the

The true fire of Samadhi in the Nascent Soul stage is more than three times more intense than that in the Jindan stage.

Under the burning of the real fire, the whole body of Jing Zhongyue's sword, which was made of Taiyi gold and could not be tempered by any ordinary fire, began to turn faintly red within half an hour, and gradually appeared a trace of melting.

Forging a sword can be polished slowly, but melting a knife needs to be done in one go.Seeing that the treasured sword showed signs of melting, Dugu Ce continued to work hard, the real fire of Samadhi erupted endlessly, Jing Zhongyue's precious sword gradually turned red, and drops of hot molten iron began to flow slowly on the blade.

Dugu Ce's Xuan Gong was running, breathing out fire non-stop.An hour later, Jing Zhongyue's sword had disappeared, and what was suspended in the air in front of him was only a ball of red molten iron.

Seeing that the treasured sword had completely melted into the material, Dugu Ce breathed out fire while making a tactic, and then the hand tactic was drawn, a ball of molten iron separated from the big ball of molten iron, and under Dugu Ce's hand tactic, it became a long strip .

After that, Dugu Ce followed the same method, dividing the remaining molten iron into two balls evenly, and stretching them into strips.

Divide the Taiyi Gold Essence into three parts, and make it have a rough shape. Dugu put away the real fire, and waited for the Taiyi Gold Essence melted into molten iron to cool down naturally, and at the same time adjusted his breath with luck.

After adjusting the breath, Dugu Ce looked at the three pieces of Taiyi Gold Essence in front of him that were exactly the same in length, width, and size, nodded in satisfaction, and thought to himself: "Gold core monks can only erupt the true fire of Samadhi for one hour a day at most, otherwise it will damage the foundation." And I am promoted to Yuanying, and I can erupt real fire for three hours every day! The power of real fire is more than three times that of Jindan stage. Fifteen days is enough for me to forge a sword!"

For the next time, Dugu Ce was in the cellar, concentrating on refining his sword.

Refining a sword is not easy, even with the true fire of samadhi, he still needs to pour most of his energy into it.

Because the monk's flying sword is not just a sword made of divine iron.

For each flying sword, a large number of charms need to be carved inside the sword body, so that the sword has various characteristics such as lightness, sharpness, swiftness, tenacity, psychic, and wishful thinking.

However, it is obviously extremely difficult to brand a spell on a divine iron such as Taiyi Jinjing, and it is necessary to use the real fire of Samadhi.

In addition to the branding talisman, it is also necessary to lay down a formation to gather the aura of heaven and earth, put the sword into the formation, and refine it with the aura of heaven and earth.

After the sword is completed, the cultivator still needs to communicate with the sword with spiritual thoughts and leave his own mark on the sword.And this branding is not done once and for all, it needs long-term nurturing to deepen the branding, so that people and the sword are inseparable, so that other monks will not blow up the branding and take away the sword.

And even if there is a brand in the flying sword, it can still stab in the air according to the monk's will, and the flight will disappear, which can only be regarded as a small success.

If you want the flying sword to achieve great success and become a real fairy weapon, you have to use various methods to sacrifice and nourish it.

For example, the flying sword is placed in the famous mountains and rivers, and the dragon veins of Lingqiao, and the aura of the dragon veins is attracted by the array, and it takes decades or hundreds of years to nourish and sacrifice.Or make the common people worship the sword with devotion, worship the sword as a god, and attract all living beings to sacrifice their power to refine the sword.

In short, there are many ways to refine the Xianjia Feijian.But both need a long time to polish.

As for the swords that Dugu Ce spent fifteen days refining, the most were the most, and they could only be regarded as the lowest and lowest level of flying swords.In the future, we have to continue to sacrificially refine and warm up, so as to gradually improve the quality and power of the sword.

Of course, even if it is only the most basic and lowest flying sword, it is still a real monk flying sword.In this mortal world, he is already invincible!

The fifteenth day of Dugu Ce's retreat.

On this day, it was Dugufeng who was in charge of protecting the Dharma.

She was facing the entrance of the cellar, sitting cross-legged on the ground, her back was motionless, while her hands were clapping, pinching, and beating. With the flicking of her fingers, the air was bursting like New Year's firecrackers, showing her profound strength. cultivation base of internal force.

She is currently practicing Tianshan Zhemei Shou.

Practicing the sword of sword repair that Dugu Ce taught her has taken up most of her energy.However, she is a martial arts fanatic, except when she is with Dugu Ce, she will never let go of any leisure time.Even when eating, she would make two gestures with her chopsticks.

Now she wants to guard the gate and protect the law for her brother, the occasion is not suitable for sword practice, so it is just used to hone kung fu in the palm of her hand.

After practicing Tianshan Zhemei Shou for a while, her palm technique changed again, becoming incomparably fierce and majestic.With each palm, the faint sound of the dragon's chant resounded in the air, and it was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that were very suitable for her taste.

While she was practicing, she suddenly realized that the sound of the dragon's chant in the room seemed too loud, and it didn't match her palm movements.She stopped her palms immediately, and found that the sound of dragon chant did not stop, but became louder and louder.In the sound of the dragon's chant, there is even a faint sound of gold and iron clanging, giving people a feeling of extreme sharpness and tenacity.

Dugufeng quickly realized, and her eyes were full of surprise: "Brother, did you succeed in refining the sword?"

Just as this idea appeared, suddenly, three beams of light rushed out from the entrance of the cellar, flying all over the room, showing off a dazzling light and shadow.

Dugufeng covered her eyes with her hands to block the radiant brilliance, just about to ask her brother, the three beams of light suddenly made a turning point, and with a clang, they stuck upside down on the ground.

So Dugufeng saw the three swords.

Three identical, eight-faced Han swords three feet three inches long.

The style of the sword body is simple and dull, the blade is slightly bright, but it doesn't look sharp, giving people a low-key, introverted, inconspicuous feeling.

Even when Dugufeng looked at Jing Zhongyue carefully, she didn't see anything extraordinary from its simple and ordinary appearance like she did when she looked at Jing Zhongyue.

"The gods have spirits, and their light is self-obscuring. If you don't hold it in your palm, you won't feel the magic of the sword."

Dugu Ce stepped out slowly from the entrance of the cellar, and said with a smile: "These three swords are all made according to the eight-faced Han sword you designed. The length, width, and thickness of the sword body and the handle are exactly the same as your design. Difference."

He walked to Dugufeng's side, pointed to the sword on the far left and said, "This sword dies."

Pointing to the sword on the far right again: "This sword falls at the moon."

Then point to the sword in the middle: "This sword is a solar eclipse."

After introducing the names of the three swords, he turned his head and smiled at Dugufeng: "Which one of the three swords do you choose?"

"Starfall!" Dugu Feng replied without thinking, without even the slightest hesitation in making a difficult choice.

Dugu Ce asked: "Oh? Although the appearance of the three swords is exactly the same, and the quality is the same, why don't you choose the moonset or the solar eclipse?"

"Because the sun and the moon cannot coexist." Dugufeng looked at Dugu Ce, and said seriously: "I would like to be a star, if my brother is the moon, I would like to be a night star holding the moon, to set off the glory of my brother. If my brother is the sun , I would like to open the way for the bright stars and for my elder brother."

"Good Feng'er, good sister." Dugu Ce's tone was light, but he was moved in his heart. He smiled and stretched out his hand to hold it. The Star Perishing Sword blew softly, jumped up in the air, and fell into his palm.

Holding the sword in both hands, he solemnly handed it to Dugufeng: "The name of this sword is Starfall, which means the power of the sword, like a falling star, unstoppable. Starting today, it will belong to you alone!"

[Attachment: Han swords, low-key luxury]

Volume 141, the stars accompany the sun and the moon, never to be separated 【5】

[Attachment: The sword of the Han family is low-key and luxurious.See above picture]