Chapter 28 Sword Refining
"Heavenly furnace refining soldiers, creating and washing spirits!"
Lao Zhu's figure soared into the sky and floated to the front of the magic soldier's creation furnace. The bulging wind in the furnace blew his hair, hunting and dancing, and he couldn't help but worry that he would be swallowed up by the spiritual fire.
The snow-white and flawless crystal light began to change, condensing into six petals the size of a palm, like snow all over the sky flying in the fire.
Chu Tian clearly sensed that Yuanchen's pearls were spinning at an almost crazy high speed, and the crystal flowers were absorbed and refined by it to their heart's content, becoming wisps of aura, quickly repairing the scars inside the jewels.
The light golden water vapor gradually rises from the top of Lao Zhu's head, and he is making every effort to use the magic seal to complete the feat of the integration of crystal light and the divine sword.
He is like a lonely dancer in the sky. No matter how many audiences are around him, he will always be persistently immersed in his own world. And the magic soldier in front of him is his beautiful stage.
Hundreds of thousands of crystal flowers were absorbed by Yuanchen's treasure beads, and Chu Tian could finally faintly see the sword body that was refined in the fire. It flows with wisps of pure white crystal light, exuding strong vitality and clear aura like a reincarnation.
"The purple air comes from the east, and the frost falls from the sky!"
Lao Zhu's eyes flashed, as if a giant was about to witness the birth of another beautiful work of art.
"Ang--" A purple, a silver and two flying dragons suddenly appeared behind the scenes, and swooped down to the magic soldier's furnace.
"This is a dragon spirit transformed from the two essences of the world, Lishen Ziguang and Beiming Shuangying," Luojia looked up at the roaring Zishuang Erlong and said, "There is already abundant Jiusha Yinqi in the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword. If it can melt into one furnace with Lishen Ziguang and Beiming Shuangying, the divine sword can reach the realm of three flowers. . As for the specific benefits, anyway, you don't understand what I'm saying now. Let's experience it slowly in the future.
When she spoke, the dragon spirit formed by Li Shen Zi Kang and Bei Ming Shuangying hovered over the magic furnace, and the dragon's mouth sprayed aura full of the essence of heaven and earth into the furnace.
Cangyun Yuanchen's sword suspended straight in the furnace, like Ganlin bathing with bursts of joy. The crystal light on the sword flowed, and all the fine cracks that were invisible to the naked eye were completely healed, and it became harder and stronger than before.
Chu Tian secretly condensed his mind and slowly penetrated a wisp of spiritual consciousness into the Yuanchen pearl. In the past, the internal void of the dark jewels is as bright as the night.
Red, purple and silver clouds float freely in the void, making up for countless traces of the sky, repairing the chaotic space, and giving vitality to the originally silent Yuanchen virtual world.
A golden-red divine tiger slowly appeared in the void in the distance, roaring at the sky.
"The gas is swallowed like a tiger seal!" Chu Tian slowly extended his spiritual consciousness forward and kept approaching the divine tiger.
Suddenly, his spiritual consciousness turned into a long gun with a substance, shooting straight at the "swallow" gold pattern above the eyebrow of the god tiger!
The divine tiger was shocked and jumped high with a roar, and the long gun went empty from under its abdomen.
Chu Tian was absorbed in manipulating his spiritual senses, and the long gun suddenly stabbed the back of the tiger again.
One shot and one tiger fought fiercely in the virtual world of Yuanchen Baozhu, and a mass of clouds was torn and torn to pieces.
At this time, in the real world, the casting of Cangyun Yuanchen Sword has also reached the most critical moment.
The three essences of Jiusha Zhenyin, Lishen Zi Kang and Beiming Shuangying can never merge. The three are like arrogant and arrogant masters, and no one disdains to keep pace with others.
Lao Zhu's forehead rolled and sweated, but as soon as the sweat beads oozed out, they were evaporated by the heat wave and turned into light smoke.
His body gradually shakes, which is a sign of physical overwork.
Luo Jia raised her proud eyebrows, flew up behind Lao Zhu, and reached out to hold his vest.
Lao Zhu was suddenly refreshed, and his hands quickly hit three "seamless seals". He roared like a Thor in his mouth, and spewed out a red light melted by the blood in his body!
"Puff!" The red light is poured on the Yuanchen pearl, which is like a blooming flower.
The three spirits inside and outside the sword body are instantly intertwined into a round rainbow, and there is no cup of each other.
In the virtual world of Yuanchen's pearls, there is another earth-shaking change. The flowing light gathers and auspicious clouds, rendering a magnificent picture in the endless void!
The long gun turned into by Chu Tianlingjue flashed three-color divine light, splitting the long sky unstoppable, and stabbed the "swallow" gold pattern above the eyebrows of the tiger.
"Boom!" His mind shook violently, and the long gun and the divine tiger merged, and he felt that it had become a part of his body.
Chu Tian's mood was turbulent and uncontrollable, and his thoughts gradually returned to the outside world.
He saw that with a crash in the magic soldier's furnace, the light of the sword of Cangyun Yuanchen rose from the soaring flames, and the swords came on his face, making it almost impossible to open their eyes.
Lao Zhu's expression was still as calm as water, and his sharp eyes glanced at the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword over and over again.
After a moment, he raised his hands high, looked up to the sky and roared, "Do it!"
"Boom!" A earth-shaking sound came from the sky, and a golden thunderbolt burst into the long sky and condensed in the hands of the old cast, casting into a huge and incoherent thunder hammer.
He waved the hammer and hit the Cangyun Yuanchen sword with all his strength.
"Dang, Dangdang, Dangdang..."
With a sound, like Thor roaring, like heaven and earth cracking, all the voices in the virtual world are swallowed up.
A mass of light and fire burst out of the sword, and countless impurities were evaporated, and the sword became extremely pure and condensed, just like a jade dragon.
The sound of mines stopped abruptly, and the hammer in Lao Zhu's hand dispersed into wisps of streamers and returned to the sky.
He stretched out his big hand and held the hilt of the sword, holding the Cangyun Yuanchen sword high towards the sky, and made a strong roar in his mouth, like a rolling thunder wave in the sky.
After a long time, Lao Zhu stopped whistling, and a wisp of fatigue appeared on his face. He shook his hand and threw Cangyun Yuanchen's sword at Chu Tian.
Chu Tiantan took it, and the five fingers holding the sword immediately felt the aura from the divine sword.
His spiritual platform can clearly reflect the light and shadow of the sword spirit of Cangyun Yuanchen, and there is no gap between the unity of heart and sword.
"Try it. This is the price you spent 50,000 taels of silver." Luo Jia said with a smile.
Chu Tian looked at her and Lao Zhu and nodded.
He condensed his energy, and Fandu's magic spirit did not stagnate at all, just like mercury poured into the Cangyun Yuanchen sword.
"Hung--" The sword roared, and the snow-white jade light trembled like a dragon, as if it could fly away at any time.
Chu Tian shouted and waved his sword, and suddenly there were three-color light flowers on the body of the sword, with a strong and mellow sword spirit, which was enough to spread to a hundred meters away!
What's more wonderful is that at the same time as his skill was split, a huge energy also burst out in the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, which merged with Chu Tian's Fandu magic spirit and converged into a torrent of Peiran Moyu, making the power of this sword double.
Chu Tian stopped the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, and his mind was still immersed in the majestic momentum of the sword just now.
Even if he owes another 45,000 taels or even 450,000 taels of silver for this reason, he is willing.
It's just that Chu Tian doesn't know it at this moment. In fact, the money in Luojia's deposit card is far more than 50,000 taels, which is just a oboe sung by her and Lao Zhu.
Obviously, she lied to Chu Tian in this matter, but what does that matter?
Who makes Chu Tian still a poor man who is worthless?!
On the same night, Yin Shengdao, the owner of the Yin family, was sitting in an invisible antique room, concentrating on playing with the jade in his hand.
There are no lights in the room, and the windows are covered with thick curtains to prevent a trace of moonlight from coming in.
There are rows of wooden shelves and large boxes in the nearly 500-square-meter room, in which tens of thousands of antiques are treasured, showing the wealth of the underworld family and the glory and glory of the past.
When it's okay, Yin Shengdao likes to sit here alone and wipe and appreciate his beloved antiques, so as to spend the boring time.
When something happens, Yin Shengdao usually sits here meditated and gets inspiration from antiques.
"In this way, Luo Jia got a quota for the disciples of the E family through Eshanyue."
He spoke of Yin Yan Dao. He stood respectfully in front of Yin Sheng Dao and lowered his head to report, "Once Chu Tian becomes the outer disciple of the E family, it will be difficult for us to touch him."
Yin Sheng Dao nodded, indicating that he understood the hidden meaning in Yin Yan Dao.
A Ni Luojia is arrogant enough. If it provokes the E family to marry the You family at the same time, it is naturally not worth paying such a price for a Chu Tian.
Yin Yan Dao waited patiently for five minutes and never got a reply from Yin Sheng Dao.
"Marquis, if we want to kill Chu Tian, we must do it before dawn." He tentatively said, "But... Luojia has always been with him and must try to separate the two people."
"Do you know E Gubei?" Yin Shengdao finally opened his mouth.
"I know, he is the elder of the Eshi family." Yin Yan replied.
"Go and find him." Yin Shengdao ordered, "Let him withdraw a candidate who will participate in the assessment of the disciples of the Eshi family and replace him with ours."
"I see." There was a blazing light in his gloomy eyes, as if he heard the death knell ringing for Chu Tian.
"According to the rules of the Northern Underworld, if there are deaths and injuries in the examination of outer disciples, the consequences shall be borne by yourself, and you shall not retaliate for this."
A cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Soon Ni Luojia will cry for the tragic death of her little pet!"
Yin Shengdao carefully put down the plate dragon five-flowered golden dragon pattern celadon bottle in his hand and said indifferently, "Go and arrange it. Within three days, I want to hear the news of Chu Tian's death.
"Yes!" Yin Yandao stood up straight and replied word by word with hatred, "I promise that when he dies, he will not find a piece of intact bone all over his body!"