The most famous fighting method in the immortal world is the flying sword. Lu Zhengkang naturally dabbled in these during his years as the pope. Although the flying sword has a sword in its name, it does not stick to a fixed shape, even if it is refined into a
Dog shit can also be called a flying sword. The flying sword is a kind of magic weapon, but it has become its own phenomenon. Therefore, the flying sword magic weapon is always praised in parallel without being subordinate.
The methods of refining flying swords are as numerous as the stars in the sky. Lu Zhengkang is a powerful person on the science and technology side. The weapon refining techniques he collects and trades are all top-notch. Some are rich, some are refined, and some are obtained.
It is universal. In addition to the weapon refining method, there is also the sword control method, and there is even a secret method for practicing both.
There are only two criteria for refining flying swords, one is refining the form, and the other is refining the quality. Refining the form is for the flying sword to be controlled satisfactorily, and refining the quality is for improving the material properties of the flying sword so that it is not easily damaged.
Each school has different methods of sword control, but there are several stages, standards, and realms.
The first criterion is to test the compatibility between the monk and the flying sword. From the clear heart of the sword to the integration of the human sword, these are all based on the mind and rely more on talent. Some people are born with sword bones and can move the sword like an arm and fingers.
His magic power is subtle, and he can control flying swords like a fish in water. Ordinary monks can only look at him and drool, unable to envy him.
The second criterion is to test the compatibility between the flying sword and mana. From the basic sword control to the sword qi turning into a rainbow, refining the flying sword can also be of great help. A flying sword with a high level of refining is a mana amplifier.
, one mana generates a lot of sword energy, which is very praiseworthy.
The third standard is to test the speed of sword control. From sword energy and thunder to cosmic teleportation sword technique, from beyond the speed of sound to beyond the speed of light, from skills to enlightenment, it is really awesome.
The fourth criterion is to test the number of swords wielded. There is a difference between sword light differentiation and sword formation. Although there is a difference between operating one sword and multiple swords, they are both a avenue to the sky. When it comes to the avenue to the sky, I think of the Tongtian Cult Master.
, Speaking of Tongtian Cult Leader
Well, I think of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. As an immortal formation with a very high reputation and appearance rate, Lu Zhengkang really knows a little about the refining techniques of the Zhuxian Sword, but it is also a beggar's version. Tongtian himself is in the mirror universe with Jehovah Him.
We are playing mahjong.
The fourth standard is to test the strength of the sword energy. The highest level is that one sword can defeat all kinds of magic. The strength of the sword energy can be greatly improved by refining the flying sword.
The fifth criterion is to test the understanding of the way of swordsmanship, that is, one sword creates all kinds of methods, and the road always leads to the same goal through different paths. If you can use one sword to interpret the world, you have surpassed the limits of technique.
Lu Zhengkang used unscientific alchemy to refine magic weapons. He directly stacked attributes until they exploded. This was the first time that he had catalyzed an ordinary soldier into an immortal magic weapon.
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He uses the Qi Pill furnace, but the conditions are actually very crude. His Qi Pill is not a good thing. Dao Lords use space as a furnace and stars as charcoal to refine weapons, and the spiritual materials they use are all of the highest quality.
goods.
The Conghai sword is just a weapon forged by Emperor Wu City after the decline of vitality. It is made of ordinary gold and iron. It is stained with Lu Zhengkang's blood. Its essence is very poor. It can support one refining and two refining at most.
This level, placed in a fairy tale background, is just a flying sword from the side.
Shameful.
Lu Zhengkang adjusted the fire without any embarrassment. Immortals all say that the fire of Samadhi is true, and the appearance rate of this kind of flame is also very, very high. Then there are various versions, the most basic small Samadhi fire, that is, the fire of the king of heart.
The kidneys are responsible for the fire, and the bladder is a three-in-one fire. Because Lu Zhengkang
His internal organs are full of salt lumps, but he can't use them. As for the three-in-one medium Samadhi of Fire in the Sky, Fire in the Stone, and Fire in the Wood, he doesn't have this condition. As for the Great Samadhi Fire, also known as the True Samadhi, that's too much for others.
Taishang Laojun's patent, where can he find Taishang Laojun?
Or we can only use the Qi Pill as the furnace and the mind as the fire to condense the physical properties and extract the elites. Lu Zhengkang is not picky. Anyway, the Qi Pill is made in this way, so isn't it good to use?
Flying swords are functional props, everything is in line with pragmatism. Lu Zhengkang still remembers a certain cultivation civilization with a highly developed ideology that liked to engage in capital stuff, so he created an advertisement for flying swords. They are trumpet-shaped and can fly in the sky.
It can fly, and can even be held in the hands of monks and screamed at.
Although Lu Zhengkang thinks that this kind of post-modern cultivation civilization is quite punk and non-mainstream, their life ideas are still right. "Everyone needs a flying sword of their own. Are you still using wholesale mass-produced goods? Hurry up.
Come and order a small box sword. We have invited 12 million sword-making masters from famous sword producing areas to tailor-make your own sword. The small box sword will be made by the masters..."
Lu Zhengkang smiled. When practicing flying swords, he must be able to fly and hold them in his hand to kill people. This is what he needs.
The Qi Dan furnace was beating wildly, and his heart was on fire. Lu Zhengkang recited the mantra, and the dark golden blood in the Conghai sword slowly seeped out, shining brightly. Refining weapons and cultivating the truth is refining the false to become true. This blood
It is just data in itself, but this data must become reality through the rules set by rA9. Over the Nameless Island, countless eyes opened in the clouds.
Lu Zhengkang was still unaware of this.
His memory flashed back randomly.
"Are you still grinding powder with a small steel grinder?"
"Qiao Feng, you Khitan dog!"
"Want to come and sit in my Mickey Mouse Room?"
"The love is deep and the rain is misty..."
These chaotic shallow memories flashed by like a slideshow, slowly settling, while the deeper content emerged.
"Lu Zhengkang, what are you doing?"
"Kangkang, do you want to go with dad or mom?"
"Lu Zhengkang, I want to study art."
"Lu Zhengkang, let's go to the Internet cafe."
The past and present lives are vivid in my mind, and as these fade away, the lost memories begin to trouble me.
"Sir, where are we going?" a boy said.
"Baishan, I'm going to die." A woman said.
"Buddha, I have no regrets or regrets." A girl said.
"Little one, I miss you." A bug.
Lu Zhengkang fell into an extremely empty dream. He was floating on a liquid glass sea on a sampan, surrounded by darkness, and the antlers above his head were lit with candles.
A female voice said something.
He suddenly felt a severe headache. Behind him, Kamski suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
Lu Zhengkang felt as if he was drowning and fell into the sea of glass. He kept diving until he broke through the bottom of the sea.
He coughed, vomited out the seawater in his lungs, took a deep breath of air, and the alarm sounded. He fell out of the life-support cabin, and the surrounding researchers gathered around him, "Comrade Lu Zhengkang, what's wrong with you?"
"Where is this?"
"Virtual Entertainment Office, Zhenhai District, Jiangzhe City. Let's notify the psychological counselor."
Lu Zhengkang was stunned, "What time is it today?"
"Today is February 5th."
"February 1993?"
"Yes."
February 5th was the day when Lu Zhengkang entered the internal beta test of "Three Worlds" for the first time. He could not remember it wrong. The researchers around him had formulaic indifference on their faces. He looked at the familiar environment around him. It was indeed in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
He hasn't become an internal tester yet in the virtual office, but he is very familiar with it.
The black-haired monster led Master Tang in, and each of them pinched Lu Zhengkang's arm.
Lu Zhengkang pushed them away, "You are all hallucinations and lies. I am clearly on an unknown island, in Antarctica."
"Little comrade, your hallucination is very serious. It seems that you are not suitable to participate in the internal test." Master Tang fell to the ground in embarrassment. A group of soldiers controlled the restless Lu Zhengkang.
Lu Zhengkang struggled, "I must have gone crazy! Where is Su Xiangli! Where is she?!"
"She is still participating in the internal beta test, and her performance is very good. You can go home first." The black-haired monster covered his cheek that was hit by Lu Zhengkang's punch, with a gloomy expression.
"No, I have to watch her."
"There's no other way. Take him to the archives."
Lu Zhengkang was twisted into an iron-gray barrel machine. He was pressed on a restraint chair and the staff put a helmet on his head.
"Memory cleared..."
Tiny electric currents poured into Lu Zhengkang's brain, and his eyes turned blindingly white.
Kamsky grabbed Lu Zhengkang's collar and said, "Don't try! Spy on me! This path of evolution has no room for second parties!"
Lu Zhengkang couldn't say anything. His brain was almost burned out and he was almost going crazy. Memories were disappearing and reappearing rapidly. He felt like he had returned to his previous life and became a bystander.
Watching himself playing the game for a while, he traveled through time and became a bug. The bug gained the power of light and darkness, flew out of the universe, and was reincarnated into a little monk. The little monk was aloof and laughed at him, and he saw his own
The Yuanshen, a three-eyed white ape, walked on the ice field with a little boy, and turned back and grinned at him.
Thousands of reincarnations, hundreds of faces, they looked down at Lu Zhengkang.
He fell into a coma under these endless eye holes.
When consciousness slowly returned, Lu Zhengkang felt like he was floating on water. He had a terrible headache. When he recalled, he only remembered that the stars in the sky were like eyes.
He was dragged onto the small sampan. It was Master Tang.
"Master Tang, I remember you died, didn't you?"
"Yes, I'm dead. Xiaolu, you're here too." Master Tang nodded at him, "The country has troubled you, kid, again. I'm so sorry."
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, tears streaming down his face, "I'm just dreaming. I remember I was happily practicing my flying sword just now. Why are I dreaming about this?"
"You fell asleep just now. You almost crashed this server."
"How did I fall asleep?"
"See for yourself." Master Tang pointed to the sea, and Lu Zhengkang looked there. The sea of glass turned into a looking glass, reflecting Lu Zhengkang's actions. He sat cross-legged in the empty shelter on the first floor of the Golden Stone Tower to refine flying swords.
, Immediately, a ball of golden blood jumped out of the Qi Dan furnace, and exploded. The blast of air threw Lu Zhengkang against the wall, his armor shattered, and he was on the verge of death.
In this state, he is forced into hibernation.
Lu Zhengkang couldn't believe it, "My mission is about to fail?"
"That's right." Master Tang nodded, "It's still too late for you to go back now."
Lu Zhengkang was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered, "Okay, I understand, you are also lying. I am actually still refining the flying sword, but I just went crazy. All I have to do now is calm down."
Ignoring Master Tang's repeated dissuasion, he sat cross-legged on the small sampan, took a deep breath, and began to relax his mind and body.
Master Tang was sweating profusely, "Don't go further into the dream! This dream is controlled by rA9. It controls your thoughts and everything. The more you indulge here, the more secrets it will know about you." , then you won’t be able to defeat it at all.”
Lu Zhengkang sneered, his words did not match his words. He was so nice and angry just now, but now he started to threaten with bad words, which is very low-level.
"Why am I lying to you? I am also a part of you, Lu Zhengkang!" Master Tang's voice slowly changed and became Lu Zhengkang's own voice.
"You are not just a time traveler, Lu Zhengkang. You have your own mission. You have to find out what Kamsky is planning. He lied to all of you." If Lu Zhengkang opens his eyes, he can see Master Tang. His face became half-parted, one side still belonged to Tang Sheng's own face, and the other side turned into the appearance of Lu Zhengkang.
"You are already on the sixth floor, Lu Zhengkang! You can find many, many truths here!" Master Tang roared in pain, "Find Kamsky, this sea is the dream of all salt people, you To find Kamski, he hid his memories in the sea!"
Master Tang suddenly shouted in fear: "They are coming, be careful of them!" He screamed, and Lu Zhengkang heard the salivating sound of devouring, but everything was moving away from him.
Lu Zhengkang came back to his senses. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Didn't he look like something unexpected happened? He only remembered that he was rescued by Master Tang. The rest was not clear, but he knew that, I am obsessed with it.
Fortunately, this distraction not only caused no damage, but also made the weapon refining effect surprisingly good.
Feijian has completed one refining and one refining. The progress is beyond imagination. He thought he could only refining once.
The Qi Pill was almost dissipated. Lu Zhengkang hurriedly lit the death salt on his body and replenished the Pill Qi. He stretched out his hand to summon Cong Hai.
The originally extremely large sword body was refined to only two feet, and could only be used as a one-handed sword. However, the mechanical deer has a majestic physique, and holding the sword is more like holding a dagger.
However, now that the sword can fly, this is the most important thing, isn't it?
The shape of the sword body is still the same as the Eight-sided Han Sword, but the sword body has turned into a beautiful dark gold color, which is as awe-inspiring as light.
With Feijian, his fighting methods have been expanded to countless more, allowing him to deal with more complex situations.
Lu Zhengkang was still frightened by the sudden fire incident that happened just now. He originally planned to refine the flying sword and then try to fall asleep. Now that he was a little timid, he decided to push the map first.
After leaving the Golden Stone Tower, Lu Zhengkang found that the surrounding fog seemed to be thicker, and there was some water on the ground. The puddles had a thick texture, like melted glass crystal.
What is going on?
He recalled Yan Yi's dream, that sea of glass, and couldn't help but feel a little heavy. Deep in the mist, a low breathing sound could be heard, and something was looking at Lu Zhengkang in the darkness.
He set up the flying sword in the sea, and suddenly struck the sword deep into the mist. A long golden lightning suddenly went away. His energy followed the flying sword, as if his palm was extending infinitely, and struck suddenly. Something, only a whimpering howl was heard. Lu Zhengkang's Qi machine could not sense the presence of the peeping person, so he summoned the flying sword back again.
The result of the small trial did not make Lu Zhengkang feel happy.
