Chapter 928 I will call you Xuantian Sword from now on!
Chapter 928 I will call you Xuantianjian from now on!
Until now, Ye Feng still doesn't know the origin of this Shinto Heavenly Edict scroll. In fact, he has read a lot of classics from the Demon Horn Clan and the Liman Clan over the years, including those about the Continent of the Heavens. However, they are all
There are no Shinto edict scrolls involved.
However, in the process of reading the classics, Ye Feng discovered some related treasure records in the Zhutian Continent, such as the Ancient Gods List and the Book of the Earth, etc.
In fact, the God List and the Book of the Earth were first-class magic weapons even in the ancient continent. It can only be said that the Shinto Heavenly Edict scrolls are somewhat similar to these, but Ye Feng is still not sure whether there is a specific connection.
Of course, these are not important to the current Ye Feng. Anyway, with the improvement of his cultivation and the continuous strengthening of his spiritual power, his control over the Shinto Tianzhao scrolls has become stronger and stronger. It is enough to know this.
"Go in!" Ye Feng suddenly shouted in a deep voice, and the unfolded scroll suddenly burst out with a powerful swallowing force, absorbing the Falling Sky Sword and Black Turtle Sword in an instant.
But suddenly Ye Feng changed his mind and muttered to himself: "Since we are re-refining it, we should strive to make it the most perfect. We can add as many magic weapons as possible during the smelting process to enhance its power!"
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned his wrist, and a black stone appeared in his palm. This stone was very hard and was obtained from a treasure house while raiding a certain black market.
I remember that in his spare time, Ye Feng once used the Sky Falling Sword to chop off this stone. However, not only was the stone not broken, but not even a trace was left. This shows how precious this stone is.
Originally, Ye Feng planned to use this gem of unknown material to refine it into a pair of armor, but now it would be a good choice to smelt it into two swords.
In addition to this stone, Ye Feng also took out several treasures one after another. These treasures were basically collected from the Demon Horn Clan's cities, and they were all of high grade. He picked them out specially. As for
He put all the things he didn't need in another storage ring.
"Let's begin!" Ye Feng's heart moved, and he immediately put these heavenly materials and earthly treasures into the Shinto Heavenly Edict scroll one after another.
The next moment, the scroll burst out with majestic refining power. A fiery red sacred grass was the first to be unable to resist being refined, and turned into a bright red liquid bead, suspended in the inner space of the scroll.
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As the Shinto Tianzhao scrolls continued to erupt with refining power, several other treasures were soon refined one after another, but the black stone remained motionless and intact. It seemed to be of a very high grade.
Immediately afterwards, the Falling Sky Sword could no longer hold up, and it began to crack bit by bit, showing signs of being refined. However, the Black Turtle Sword remained motionless.
"This Luotian Sword, it seems that the grade materials are inferior to those of the Black Turtle Sword!" Ye Feng sighed slightly when he saw this. This is probably the main reason why the Luotian Sword gradually cannot keep up with his needs.
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But having said that, the predecessor of the Falling Sky Sword is actually a sword belonging to the quasi-emperor of the Demon Horn Tribe 20,000 years ago. However, it is probably just that the sword is not a magic weapon. In addition, after a long period of time, the material has suffered some damage.
damaged.
Although Ye Feng had refined it once before, the grade had not been greatly improved, so it was still inferior to the Black Turtle Sword.
Time passed little by little, and Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground. The spiritual power seeds in the sea of consciousness were spinning at high speed at this moment, and he used his mental power to continuously mobilize and control the divine decree scroll for refining.
In fact, this is a job that requires high-intensity mental power. Even with cheating aids such as the Shinto Tianzhao Scroll, it seems easy on the surface, but in fact the loss is very huge for Ye Feng, and
It's just that his mental power has reached the fourth level and has sprouted four buds, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sustain it for long.
Originally, Ye Feng wanted to smelt these materials on the one hand, and on the other hand, devote part of his mind to cultivating the foundation of the third sacred bridge, but now it seems that this is not possible.
The Shinto Tianzhao scroll is still suspended in mid-air. On the surface, it looks like just a scroll with a faint golden light. However, its inner space is surging crazily. It looks like a furnace, erupting with powerful refining energy.
force.
In fact, in addition to these two swords, Ye Feng also stored a sword of royal power in his storage ring, but he did not choose to smelt it because this sword had a special meaning to him.
Ye Feng even thought that one day he would have the opportunity to return to the human realm and the human race. He would also need to find a suitable inheritor to pass on the skills of the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms, and to pass on the Sword of Royal Power, the Emperor's Armor, and even the Divine Seal of King's Power.
Give one to the other party.
Of course, this also means that this inheritor will be the next leader of the human race. The other party who inherits these skills will also inherit the important task of protecting the earth in the human realm!
"Sigh, I don't know when I will be able to return to the human world again, and I'm afraid it won't be that easy to find the next successor!" Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart.
At this moment, under the powerful refining power, the Falling Heaven Sword finally completely disintegrated, and finally turned into a ball of green-gold liquid beads, floating in the Shinto Heavenly Edict scroll.
In fact, this refining process is also a process of removing the rough and extracting the essence, refining the excess impurities to extract the pure original energy. This extraction actually improves with the improvement of Ye Feng's mental power.
Immediately afterwards, the Black Turtle Sword could no longer hold up, and cracks appeared. About two hours later, the Black Turtle Sword finally collapsed, leaving only the black stone that remained motionless.
Ye Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, seeing that it would take more energy and time to refine this smelly and hard stone.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the stone still remained unmoved. In the following five days, the black stone still remained motionless. Ye Feng did not give up, because he knew very well that no matter how hard something was,
, it is impossible to withstand the long-term refining of the Shinto Tianzhao scroll.
Sure enough, after the tenth day, the black stone, which was as big as a baby's fist, finally showed its first cracks and was finally completely refined half a month later, turning into a black liquid.
Seeing this, Ye Feng let out a long gulp. At this time, he was almost exhausted and his mental energy was greatly depleted.
"Finally, it has been completely smelted. The next step is to fuse these original liquids. The two liquids still retain the breath of the sword, so when they are resmelted, there is a high probability that it will still be a sword!" Ye Feng pondered in his mind.
Of course, he does not reject this. After all, he has used swords the most since he was on Earth, and his understanding of sword techniques and sword intentions has already reached the level of proficiency.
After taking a short rest, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly condensed, and then the spiritual power seeds in the sea of consciousness suddenly erupted. Countless spiritual powers swept out like a wave and poured into the scroll.
Immediately afterwards, various raw materials were wrapped in mental power and quickly condensed together.
Originally, Ye Feng was worried that there would be mutual repulsion, but he soon found that his worries were unnecessary, because when these raw liquid materials came together, they suddenly merged on their own, without any need for his intervention.
Ye Feng simply withdrew his mental power and let it fuse on its own. Of course, this would probably show the most perfect form.
As the original liquid continued to fuse, the embryo of a sword gradually took shape, and finally the black ball of light was suddenly injected into the embryo of the sword.
At this moment, the black embryonic sword suddenly started shaking crazily, and even the inner space of the Shinto Tianzhao scroll was blown by strong winds. What shocked Ye Feng even more was that in the sky above the inner space of the scroll
, suddenly large tracts of black clouds condensed, the black clouds surged, and there seemed to be thunder roaring faintly.
However, just when Ye Feng was shocked and confused, the strong wind suddenly dissipated, the billowing dark clouds in the sky also disappeared, and calmness soon returned.
"What on earth is going on?" Ye Feng was really confused and didn't understand why. Of course, at this moment, he couldn't care less about pursuing it.
Because at this moment, a black divine sword slowly took shape!
When Ye Feng saw this, his heart suddenly moved, and he quickly forced out a drop of blood essence, and sprinkled it on the black magic sword through his spiritual power.
The essence and blood instantly submerged into the divine sword, and then the black light burst out, bursting out with overwhelming sword intent and sword energy.
At this moment, Ye Feng felt an inexplicable connection in his heart, a connection with the control of this sword. This feeling was very mysterious, as if the sword suddenly became his own arms, legs and feet that he could control freely.
"Well, it looks like it has been completely refined. Although it has not been refined into a life-saving magic weapon, with this drop of blood essence, it can be completely controlled!"
Ye Feng was greatly excited. He could feel the power of this black divine sword. With a thought in his mind, the next moment this black divine sword was in his hand.
Holding the majestic black sword in his hand, Ye Feng looked it up and down and felt very satisfied. He said loudly: "From now on, I will call you Xuantian Sword!"
The Xuantian Sword probably sensed Ye Feng's thoughts, and suddenly started shaking, as if to express his excitement and happiness.
"I really can't believe that the sword spirit is about to appear, but unfortunately it is still not fully mature and the sword spirit has not really appeared!" Ye Feng secretly sighed in his heart.
After all, if a magic weapon generates spiritual wisdom on its own, it is equivalent to having life, and it is equivalent to a living being. For example, if the Xuantian Sword has a sword spirit on its own, it can cultivate on its own, and the sword itself can continue to become stronger.
