After Ye Mofan left, Chen Ping waved his hand and a high-grade earth spirit stone suddenly appeared.

As the lips move up and down while chanting the mantra, a circle of transparent ripples arises from the Dantian.

Then I saw the ripples suddenly covering the Jianyuan embryo, and the brilliance bloomed and inserted it into the high-grade spiritual stone.

The refining steps of the Pure Yang Sword are complicated and time-consuming. After the Five Elements embryo is formed, it needs to be contained with high-grade spiritual stones with corresponding attributes.

It will not be completely completed until the embryo absorbs all the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone.

Of course, using the best spiritual stones with five elements attributes will be more effective, and the power of the Pure Yang Sword can be greatly increased.

However, the top-quality spiritual stone is a treasure that is coveted by all Jindan monks, and it is currently impossible for Chen Ping to obtain it.

Carefully putting the Jianyuan embryo into the storage ring, Chen Ping glanced at it with satisfaction.

In the ring space, five groups of lights of various colors complement each other, glowing with magic.

The process of the sword embryo devouring spiritual energy lasts for about half a year.

However, the sword body in the Pit of Earth Fire is almost finished refining.

Since the weapon refiner Tu Zhenxi joined the smelting team, the progress has almost doubled.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed the air, and the formation flags buried in Fuge Mountain came out of the ground one after another, flying into the hall with a roar.

Although the Jiyi Tianlei Formation was operating at a minimum, it had burned a large amount of spiritual stones for more than ten years.

Now that the layout is almost complete, there is no need to continue to activate the third-level array.

Rolling up Chen Xiangwen's soul lamp, Chen Ping flew out of the palace and arrived at the Pit of Earth Fire in the blink of an eye.

Looking down from a high position, in the center of the violent flames, there is an ancient green sword hanging in the air, which is about two feet long and one finger wide.

mud.

This feeling does not come out of nowhere.

The conjoined body composed of forty-six pounds of Qingxuan Iron Essence, even if no other auxiliary materials are added to it, is itself the top-notch spiritual weapon.

"I have troubled you all these years. You can go and rest. After one year, this elder will discuss your merits and reward you."

Chen Ping floated high in the sky and said softly.

"Back to the Seventh Elder, the sword hilt has not started to be shaped yet. Can you give us another half month?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Zeng Tingxuan's face, and he couldn't help but speak.

"I am very pleased that Mr. Zeng Ke has performed his duties faithfully, but you don't have to worry about the subsequent forging."

Chen Ping smiled softly and stretched out his hand to conjure a spiritual rope around the sword body.

"Can……"

Zeng Tingxuan frowned, but seeing Chen Ping's firm attitude, he had to hold back his words.

Alas, the seventh elder is not proficient in the art of weapon refining. If this spiritual sword falls into his hands, there is probably little hope of it becoming a Taoist weapon.

Zeng Tingxuan thought depressedly, and he was planning to engrave his name on the spirit sword when it was released, but now all his plans were ruined.

"I almost forgot. You guys first assisted Ye Keqing in moving the source of the earth fire back to its original position, and then notified Chen Tong and asked him to make arrangements to restore the buildings on Fuge Mountain, including the treasure house, the ancestor worship hall, and the aura of the Crescent Valley.

It’s thin and not suitable for long-term cultivation.”

Chen Ping put his hands behind his back and gave instructions calmly.

"yes!"

Several people looked at each other and responded in unison.

After Chen Ping nodded with satisfaction, without saying a word, a blue light flashed, and his body turned into a thunderbolt and rushed straight to the horizon.

…

More than 700 miles away from Haichang, there is a mortal island called Ji Ling Island.

On this day, a blue light flew down from the sky without attracting anyone's attention, and landed lightly in the snow-capped mountains in the southern region.

In a blink of an eye, a man appeared.

He was seen holding a ball of blue and purple flames, and in the flames was burning a long sword that could not be fully seen.

Yes, the visitor is Chen Ping, who left Haichang Island not long ago.

Along the way, he kept urging the dry blue and purple flames to prevent the temperature of the sword body from dropping, otherwise the sword would be finalized within a few hours.

In the next few days, he will use the Gou Lian forging method to drive the petioles of three True Yang sycamore leaves into the sword body one by one.

Although Chen Ping is not skilled in the art of weapon refining, he is still relatively familiar with the basic hooking method.

What's more, the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword in his previous life was forged by him himself, and he was not a complete layman like Zeng Tingxuan imagined.

The reason why he refused Zeng Tingxuan and others to refine the sword in one go was simply because the sixth-level spiritual object was too eye-catching.

Although the petiole is only the least valuable part of the entire Zhenyang Wutong leaf, it must not be exposed to others.

Who wouldn’t be greedy for treasures worth millions of spiritual stones?

Furthermore, he had already considered the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword.

In addition to being able to make a sword box from the trunk of the Yumist Fairy Tree, the remaining scraps should be more than enough to polish a sword hilt.

Looking around the snow-capped mountains, Chen Ping walked into a valley with axe-cut walls and opened up a simple cave.

Last time, he used the red rainbow heart stone to open the golden bead space on Ji Ling Island, so he seemed a bit familiar with it.

A futon was laid out randomly and Chen Ping sat down cross-legged.

The dry blue-purple flames on the palm of my hand burned fiercely, and all the cold air nearby retreated away.

I saw the storage ring's fluorescent light swaying, and three sycamore leaf petioles were lined up side by side, floating in the air.

After recalling the formula of the hooking method several times, Chen Ping opened his mouth to swallow the dried blue and purple, with a cautious expression on his face, and immediately started the process of fusing the petiole.

…

Two months later.

Chen Ping opened his eyes slightly tiredly.

Casting the Hook Link Technique to forge consumes a lot of energy, and this is because the strength of his soul is not inferior to that of Yuandan monks.

"It's done."

Touching the blade of the sword, Chen Ping felt quite excited.

At this moment, the appearance of the sword body did not change at all, but no one could have imagined that there were actually three sixth-level spiritual materials hidden inside, which were even more precious than the main body.

Currently, the quality of this sword is infinitely close to that of a low-grade Taoist weapon. If one or two more petioles are added, Chen Ping believes that the Chunyang Sword can instantly break the shackles and become a true Taoist weapon in one fell swoop.

However, Chen Ping held an all-or-nothing attitude towards this.

The promotion of Chunyang Sword to Taoist Weapon was a mixed blessing for him.

In terms of power, the Taoist weapon is indeed a bit more powerful, but with his current cultivation level, it can only drive the Taoist weapon with two strikes.

The best spiritual weapons are different, they can unleash a steady stream of attacks.

Of course, if Chen Ping breaks through Yuan Dan in the future, the level of Chunyang Sword will still have to be improved.

His spiritual consciousness swept over the Jianyuan embryo, and he found that the spiritual energy in several high-grade spiritual stones had been reduced by about 20%, and it would still take seven or eight months to finally take shape.

Taking advantage of his free time, Chen Ping took a short nap and prepared to start practicing puppetry.

…

On this day, I saw Chen Ping reaching out and gently wiping the storage ring. Several green lights suddenly appeared, and three huge puppet beasts with ferocious faces flew out.

The wings are buzzing, the eyes are as big as stones, and the claws are as dark as iron. Isn't it the blood-savage mantis that is the spiritual pet raised by Yu Jinhai?

At this time, a hint of excitement rose on Chen Ping's face, and he controlled his consciousness to stab the core of the puppet.

At the same time, the three bloody mantises immediately opened their vicious mouths, and pieces of giant crescent-shaped wind blades began to condense in their mouths, looking like they were ready to attack.

Chen Ping wrinkled the tip of his nose and ordered the mantis puppet to withdraw its attack.

This cave is surrounded by fragile rocks, which can withstand the ravages of the spells of the three-headed second-level puppets.

With the backing of his previous experiences, Chen Ping's puppetry skills have been improving rapidly.

The two newly made mantis puppets are both of second-level quality, and the mantis king, who possesses innate magical powers, has reached the second-level mid-level quality.

Although the second-level puppets are not of much help to him now, if he continues step by step, one day he will be able to create third- and fourth-level puppets that are comparable to Yuan Dan and Jin Dan monks.

The attack that the Mantis King was planning just now was called the Giant Moon Wind Blade, and it was also a spell they were proficient in during their lifetime.

However, it is a pity that due to the limitations of the puppet essence technique, the Mantis King who realized the innate magical power failed to retain the magical power after becoming a puppet.

"When will I have the chance to obtain a heaven-grade secret technique of repairing puppets?"

Touching his chin, Chen Pingtian fantasized shamelessly.

The next moment, he was amused by his own thoughts and laughed strangely.

The Heavenly Puppet Technique is a supreme treasure that is even rarer and more precious than the Dao Techniques of the same level.

On Tianyan Continent, several Nascent Soul sects that mainly inherit the puppet technique have never heard of collecting Tianpin techniques.

So it’s better to be practical.

Chen Ping shook his head, crossed his legs, and opened a thick dark yellow book. The words written on the cover seemed to be "Yuanyan Islands Rare Illustrated Book", and in the lower right corner were the words "Gongzi Mozhu"

.

Gong Zimo, a monk in the middle stage of Yuan Dan one thousand two hundred years ago.

This person has an earth-grade spiritual root. After breaking through the Yuan Dan realm, he actually gave up on continuing to practice. In the second half of his life, he was obsessed with studying the rare treasures and strange tribes in the world of cultivation. With his acceptable cultivation level, he almost set foot in most of Yuan Yan.

Islands.

Before his deadline came, Gong Zimo painstakingly compiled a 50-million-word travel diary, recording what he had seen and heard over the past several hundred years.

This is this rare illustrated book of Yuanyan Islands.

This book was purchased by Chen Ping on Wangqin Island and cost him 2,500 spiritual stones.

Naturally, this is not Senior Gong’s original character.

It is said that when the Rare Illustrated Book first came out, descendants of the Gong family sold it for 10,000 spirit stones.

As the number of circulations increased, the price of this book dropped rapidly.

Chen Ping bought this book many years ago, but has never found time to read it.

As he had some free time recently, he should read through the rare illustrations to supplement his knowledge of the cultivation world of Yuanyan Islands.

In this way, time passed month by month.

Until one day a few months later, Chen Ping's heart moved, and he immediately put down the things at hand, then raised his sleeves and waved, and five dazzling daggers flew out from the storage ring.

The five high-grade spiritual stones of different colors all turned milky white.

The preparations before sword refining are finally in place.

Compared with a year ago, these Jianyuan embryos are covered with a rich spiritual light, as if they were warm jade and mutton fat.

Taking a breath, Chen Ping raised his head in the air, and a golden light fell down, directly hitting the sword made of Qingxuan Iron Essence.

"呲呲"

Suddenly there was a soft cry, and a green halo suddenly rose from the sword body, and then shot out in all directions, covering all the space in the secret room at once.

In the halo, streams of golden light were spinning continuously on the metallic sword element embryo.

The aura within it is extremely fierce, like a mountain of swords containing the ultimate destructive power.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, knowing that the critical moment was coming, and without hesitation, he mobilized all his spiritual power to force the embryo covered with golden light into the sword body.

"Zi Zi"

Every step forward required a lot of effort and mana, and soon there were faint traces of sweat on Chen Ping's forehead.

"combine!"

Chen Ping shouted low, and his spiritual points all lit up. The metallic sword energy overflowing around him flashed several times at the same time, as if he had received some order, and shot towards the sword body. Gradually, all the golden light condensed.

Became one.

The violent energy that filled the area was instantly wiped out, disappearing as if it had never appeared before.

The peaceful scene in front of him meant that the first Jian Yuan embryo had been completely integrated with the sword body.

If we stop here, the Pure Yang Sword will become a purely metallic weapon in the future, capable of extremely heavy killing power.

But obviously Chen Ping will not stop.

With five fingers, he quickly grabbed the wooden sword element embryo and pressed it onto the sword body like a gourd.

…

The snow mountain area of ​​Ji Ling Island has ushered in the annual extreme cold period.

The snow on the mountains never melts all year round, forming various snow forests with the glaciers hanging on the cliffs.

The crystal ice tower turns out a light green under the sunlight, giving people a majestic and cold feeling.

When it first snows, the snowflakes are not large or dense, like catkins floating lightly in the wind.

As the wind blew stronger and stronger, the snowflakes fell more and more densely, as if weaving into a white net, and nothing could be seen for more than ten feet away.

I don’t know when it started, but in this beautiful scenery, a cloud of golden, green, blue, red, and yellow colors suddenly appeared, covering the sky and the sun. It seemed that there were hidden ancient evils that had lived for tens of thousands of years.

Like a beast, a violent roaring sound was heard continuously.

Immediately afterwards, all the light in the sky gathered, and after the clouds and fog disappeared, an ancient green flying sword fell from the sky. The thunder swept and transformed into a dragon that was more than ten feet long. After each sword was struck, there was no exception.

It caused earth-shattering thunder.

The terrifying five-color sword energy, with the destructive power that seemed to be able to tear apart space, quickly pierced a mountain more than a hundred feet high below.

"boom"

"boom"

There were deafening explosions, like meteorites from the sky hitting the mountain. All areas within a ten-mile radius were shaken violently.

It can be clearly seen that from the tiny cracks in the soil, countless sand and stones are jumping, and the destructive power mixed with the five-color sword energy begins to spread along the mountain.

Rumble, the earth shook and the mountains shook!

For such a majestic snow-capped mountain, the huge ice rocks cracked and turned into fragments, falling crazily from a height of dozens of feet, as if pouring down rain, and then piled up in a disorderly manner.

Looking at the position split by the five-color sword energy, a ferocious and terrifying crack has appeared, which is creepy and horrifying.

The width of the crack is only a few feet, but its depth actually runs directly through the mountain. From this side, the scene behind can be clearly seen.

This mountain was cut off by the sword energy descending from the sky.

"I didn't expect that the petiole of the True Yang Wutong leaf would fit so well with the Pure Yang Sword. Even if it is forged using the hooking method, the magical power cannot be achieved by 30%, but it still makes the Pure Yang Sword possess a power comparable to that of a mid-grade killing weapon."
Chapter completed!