The blood-sealed throat rose into the sky and turned into a streak of blood, suspended in mid-air.
Mu Feng moved his ten fingers together, and the fire snake transformed from the Purple Heart Fire bucked the trend and completely wrapped the blood-sealed throat layer by layer.
Waves of heat were like ripples, sweeping around the courtyard, forcing Li Wenshu to release her lifeblood to resist.
"What an intense heat!"
Li Wenshu looked shocked. She could clearly feel that the temperature in the courtyard had risen sharply.
In the courtyard, the lush flowers, plants and trees withered one after another because they could not withstand the high temperature.
"What level of spiritual weapon is this sword embryo?"
When Li Wenshu looked into the air and found that the sword embryo did not show any signs of melting, she couldn't help but look horrified.
Three hours later, the edge of the surface of the sword embryo finally showed signs of softening, but it was still far from melting.
Mu Feng was slightly happy because he knew that the Purple Heart Fire could not completely melt the sword embryo.
As long as the purple heart fire can melt the blood-sealed throat part, then he will have a way to open the blood-sealed throat part.
"Gold bloodline, open!"
Mu Feng gave a soft drink, and a bright golden bloodline lit up on his neck.
I saw that his right hand had completely turned into gold, with a metallic luster on the surface.
Metalization is one of the talents of the metal bloodline, which can make flesh and blood as hard as metal.
Mu Feng planned to use his metalized right arm as a hammer to forge the sword embryo in the Purple Heart Fire.
Suddenly, Mu Feng jumped up, rushed into the depths of the flames, raised his right hand with his fingers, and then knocked heavily on the edge of the sword embryo.
Clang clang clang!
Mu Feng's speed was extremely fast, his fingers were more nimble than any hammer, and the sounds of gold and iron echoed continuously.
Only after repeated training can a spiritual weapon be reborn from the ashes and transform into a truly powerful weapon.
Mu Feng's figure was like electricity, and the tapping speed of his right finger became faster and faster, and the sound of gold and iron was heard continuously, resounding through the sky.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of metal and iron clashing suddenly stopped, and Mu Feng slowly fell to the ground. >
Whoosh whoosh!
In mid-air, the purple heart fire spread like a shadow, turned into the size of a palm, and landed on Mu Feng's palm.
At this moment, Mu Feng's face was pale, and his eyebrows were full of exhaustion.
"It's almost dawn! Did I practice all night?"
Only then did Mu Feng notice that the sky in the east was showing the white color of fish belly.
"Feng'er, are you okay?"
Li Wenshu quickly stepped forward and supported Mu Feng, her face full of worry.
"Mom! I'm fine!" Mu Feng said with a smile.
Seeing that Mu Feng was indeed fine, Li Wenshu felt relieved, and her beautiful eyes fell on the blood-sealed throat hanging in the air.
"Has the blood-sealed throat been successful?" Li Wenshu asked curiously.
"We haven't fully started yet!"
As Mu Feng spoke, he made a secret with his right hand, and a bloody light flashed over and stopped in front of Mu Feng.
After repeated forging, the Blood Seal Throat has the outline of a sword, and the sword body is much smoother.
Especially the edge of the sword, the cold light is flowing, and it is sharp and threatening.
There is no doubt that the current blood sealing throat has powerful killing power.
Suddenly, Mu Feng waved his sleeves and robe, and his blood-sealed throat turned into a stream of blood light, which easily penetrated the wall in front of the courtyard.
"So strong!"
Li Wenshu took a breath. The wall of the courtyard where they were standing was half a meter thick and was made of hard granite.
The blood-sealed throat was easily penetrated, which shows how sharp this sword is.
"Feng'er, what level of spiritual weapon is Blood-Sealed Throat?" Li Wenshu couldn't help but ask.
"The material of the Blood-Sealed Throat is extremely extraordinary. If it were fully opened, it would be at least a Xuan-level spiritual soldier! Unfortunately, the Blood-Sealed Throat is only partially opened, and its power should only be equivalent to that of a high-level Huang-level spiritual soldier."
Mu Feng sighed softly,
His eyes couldn't hide his disappointment.
Li Wenshu's eyes twitched. Xuan-level spiritual soldiers, even in the capital of Canglan Kingdom, such spiritual soldiers are rare.
But Mu Feng didn't look very excited, but rather disappointed.
"After Feng'er awakened his memory, his vision has indeed become different!"
Li Wenshu looked at Mu Feng silently, and a soft smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth. ??
As a mother, who doesn’t want her child to be successful?
Now, Mu Feng is becoming more and more promising, and Li Wenshu is happy for Mu Feng from the bottom of her heart.
Whoosh!
A streak of blood light swept over again and hid itself in Mu Feng's sleeve.
The blood-sealed throat is only about a foot long, so Mu Feng usually hides it in his sleeve.
Once in a battle, the sword in the sleeve is drawn out, which can achieve unexpected effects.
Putting away the blood and sealing his throat, Mu Feng raised his head and looked in the direction of the Xia family, his eyes suddenly showing a cold light.
In nine days, the enrollment ceremony of Canglan Wufu will begin.
"Xia Bingxuan, during the enrollment ceremony, I will completely crush your pride, dignity and life! And the entire Xia family, I will uproot it!"
Mu Feng secretly whispered in his heart that with the Blood Sealing Throat as his trump card, he was no longer afraid of the Xia family.
time flies.
Three days later, Mu Feng's cultivation improved again, and he was not far away from opening up his eighth lifeline.
At the same time, he also received an invitation from Ji Wenshu to observe Ji Wenshu's process of refining spiritual weapons.
He said it was for observation, but in fact, Ji Wenshu wanted Mu Feng to personally guide him.
Mu Feng did not refuse, because Zi Xinhuo owed Ji Wenshu a favor, and this time he just returned the favor.
After arriving at the Ji family, Ji Wenshu came out to greet him personally, followed by Ji Haonan and other senior officials of the Ji family.
Many senior officials of the Ji family were confused after seeing Mu Feng so young.
The fifteen-year-old boy in front of me is the ancestor Tui The master of spiritual craftsmanship who is so respected? He is too young.
Mu Feng raised his eyebrows. Behind the welcoming team, he also saw Ji Ling, who was looking away.
It seems that Ji Haonan was merciful at that time, otherwise Ji Ling would not have been able to recover so quickly.
After some pleasantries, Ji Wenshu enthusiastically invited Mu Feng into the living room.
"Master Mu, without further ado! Let's go directly to the weapon refining room!"
Ji Wenshu was outspoken and after staying in the living room for a while, he said impatiently.
"It's okay! Lead the way!" Mu Feng said calmly.
He quite liked Ji Wenshu's straightforward character.
As the ancestor of the Ji family, Ji Wenshu naturally has a special refining room.
The weapon refining room is vast in area, and is fully equipped with forging tables, stoves and other equipment.
The moment Mu Feng entered the weapon refining room, his eyes were attracted by a long knife on the counter in the center of the room.
This long sword is five feet long, and the blade is covered with patterns like fish scales.
When Mu Feng's eyes fell on the long sword, a flash of blue light flashed from the blade.
The fish scale pattern on the long knife blade seemed to be alive, and it started to squirm quickly.
"Huang rank medium spiritual soldier!"
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately saw that this long sword was extraordinary and was actually a genuine spiritual weapon.
However, Ji Wenshu is not even a spiritual craftsman, so why are there spiritual soldiers in his weapon refining room?
"Master Mu really has a sharp eye, and he can tell the grade of this sword at a glance!"
Ji Wenshu's eyes were full of admiration, and his heart became more and more in awe of Mu Feng.
"You Ji family are really secretive! With this spiritual weapon, the Ji family is enough to overwhelm the Feng and Luo families!" Mu Feng said with deep meaning.
Ji Wenshu smiled bitterly and said: "Master has misunderstood! There is another owner of this sword, and because of this sword, our Ji family is even facing the risk of annihilation."