Luoyang sat cross-legged, with his hands clasped round and his abdomen bulging.
In the ancestral witch refining technique, breathing is not controlled by the expansion of the lungs, but by the Dantian below the navel.
Wisps of spiritual energy gathered together, part of it entered the Blade of Rishigiku, and part of it was absorbed and refined by Luoyang.
Both spiritual artifacts and cultivation go hand in hand. For Luoyang, Kunlun Mountain is simply a paradise.
At the beginning, the spiritual transformation of the Chrysanthemum Blade was not obvious, but after half an hour, the spiritual transformation effect became apparent. The gray-white blade gradually took on a green color. A large amount of spiritual energy entered the Chrysanthemum Blade.
This inanimate object has become different, the material structure has become tighter, and it has a little aura.
In the open space between the two tents, two Fusang women looked at Luoyang from a distance.
"He didn't even touch my sword, how could he become spiritual?" Kusama Shiji never believed Luoyang's strange operation and what changes it would bring.
Sun Shangxiang shook his head: "I don't know either, but I believe he can do it."
Lady Kusama withdrew her gaze and looked at Sun Shangxiang: "Have you ever asked him if he is willing to come back to Fuso with us?"
"I asked and he was willing, but..."
"But what?"
Sun Shangxiang also withdrew his gaze and looked at Kusama Shiki: "The Abe family and the Super High School are a threat, we ignored it. There is no signal here, otherwise I would have called my father."
Lady Kusama was silent for a moment before saying, "There's probably nothing the head of the family can do about such a thing."
A captivating light flashed in Sun Shangxiang's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have a way."
Kusama Shiji said anxiously: "What can I do?"
Sun Shangxiang was silent, and her eyes returned to Luoyang, her eyes dreaming.
Another half hour passed.
Another faint green ball of light emerged between Luoyang's palms, like a ball made of water mist.
In the past, Luoyang was refining Qi, using its own essence to cultivate spiritual power. There was no spiritual energy ball between the palms, and the progress was extremely slow. It took eighteen years of hard training to refine the Ancestral Witch Spirit Body. Those ten
In eight years, if he knew the effects of practicing on the jade veins of Kunlun Mountain, he would probably have to sell his blood to come here.
After a few seconds, the aura light ball exploded and turned into dots of green light spots that merged into Luoyang's body.
At that moment, another △ seal composed of ancient symbols, words and patterns appeared on Luoyang's eyebrows, the ancestral witch's natal seal. This time it appeared a little clearer than the last time.
Then, the ancestral witch's natal seal disappeared.
When cultivation is over, spiritual transformation is also over.
Luoyang picked up the Chrysanthemum Blade, bringing up bits of jade powder, and the spirit seal carved on the jade also disintegrated.
Kusama Shiji couldn't wait to run to Luoyang: "Luoyang Jun, are you done?"
Luoyang stood up and looked at the transformed Chrysanthemum Blade.
The knife has changed a lot, the green color is very obvious, and the material is a bit crystal clear like jade. The structure of the material is tighter, so that the blade is sharper than before, and the coldness is overwhelming.
Lady Kusama arrived in front of Luoyang and couldn't wait to reach out for her Ribashigiku no Blade.
Luoyang didn't give it to her, but stabbed the rock wall next to him.
Crack!
The tip of the Chrysanthemum Blade penetrated into the rock wall to a depth of at least eight centimeters!
You must know that the rib blade has a total length of thirty centimeters. Luoyang penetrated eight centimeters with one casual thrust. If he used his full strength, the depth would increase even more!
Lady Kusama was stunned, her mouth wide open but unable to speak.
Luoyang pulled out the Chrysanthemum Blade and handed it to Kusama Shiji: "How is the effect of spiritualization?"
Only then did Lady Kusama come back to her senses. She held the Chrysanthemum Blade and turned it over and over, feeling excited: "If you just hit it casually, you can pierce the rocks, then cut off the opponent's sword, or even break off the opponent's gun.
No problem for sure! How did you do it?
If I had known that I would bring my tachi here, it would be a pity that I couldn’t pass the customs...ah! I’m so angry!”
Because she was so excited, she was a little incoherent.
Sun Shangxiang came over, took the Chrysanthemum Blade and looked at it, then suddenly struck a rock next to him with the knife.
There was a click, and the blade embedded itself in the rock, almost reaching the back of the blade!
Sun Shangxiang was also shocked.
An idea suddenly came to Kusama Shiji: "Luoyang Sang, can you spiritually transform a gun? If you can spiritually transform a gun, the gun will definitely be more powerful!"
What she is best at is actually not the knife, but the gun!
Luoyang had never thought in this direction. After all, most people who were born and raised in China have never even touched a gun in their lives. There must be limitations in their thinking in this regard. Kusama Shiki said this,
He also had this idea: "Theoretically, it is possible. The material of the gun is much better than the knife, and the spiritual effect is definitely better, but do you have a gun?"
Kusama Shiki was suddenly brought to reality, with a frustrated expression on her face: "I can't even bring you a sword. I don't have a gun. When you get to Fuso, I can give you any gun you want."
You do it!"
Luoyang said: "Does Fusang have Kunlun Mountain?"
Lady Kusama: "..."
Therefore, the matter of spiritualizing a gun remained just words.
"You guys go back to the camp. Next, I have to spiritualize my mobile phone." Luoyang said.
Sun Shangxiang's heart moved and he took out his mobile phone: "Luoyang Sang, can you also spiritualize my mobile phone?"
Luoyang smiled: "It can be transformed into spirits, but ordinary electronic products are useless."
"Then why is your mobile phone so powerful?" Sun Shangxiang asked.
"My mobile phone is not an ordinary mobile phone, it is a witchcraft." Luoyang took out the Feather Blade Eyes mobile phone, turned his back to Sun Shangxiang, and said, "Feather Blade, open your eyes."
The Eyes of the Feather Blade suddenly opened, and the green pupils shone with a strange and captivating light.
Sun Shangxiang was startled and instinctively took two steps back.
The Eye of Feather mobile phone levitated from Luoyang's hand, and the eye stared at the two Fuso women. Even the murderous Lady Kusama was frightened and instinctively stepped back.
"I'll come back after I'm done." Luoyang turned and left.
The Eye of the Feather Blade followed Luo Yang, but without wings it flew like a dragonfly.
Lady Kusama sighed: "A man who is like a god. If he had been born during the shogunate era, there would have been nothing to do with the Tokugawa family. He would have been the one to accept the emperor as his younger brother."
Sun Shangxiang glanced at Kusama Shiji, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes: "Shiji, you really need to watch less anime."
Kusama Shiki asked in confusion: "What does anime have to do with it?"
"Don't you think you are becoming more and more childish, even a middle-schooler?"
Lady Kusama: "..."
Under the rock wall, Luoyang sat down cross-legged in a new position and started a new spiritual transformation operation...
To be honest, if we could go back in time to ancient times, Mo Xie would be his younger brother in terms of this spiritual craft.