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Chapter 1105: Accompany me

When the blind man and the mute saw this scene, they felt relieved, looked at each other, and nodded.

As they expected, Qin Mu mobilized his own insights during the forging process. He not only learned the knowledge taught by the two previous people in the forging process, but also mastered it skillfully.

Not only that, Qin Mu entered a mysterious state, integrating his own insights, his understanding of Tao, his own spirit, and even his own Tao heart into the casting!

While he was forging, halos appeared around his body, and the phantoms of ancient gods emerged from all over his body. Large and small halos surrounded the ancient gods, symbolizing the great avenue of the universe.

The loud Taoist voice came, and his insights, his Taoist heart, his persistence, and his efforts followed him hammer after hammer into the formed divine weapon.

He turned his Dao runes and his magical power into microscopic forms. As the sledgehammer fell, it was deeply imprinted on every microscopic particle of the divine weapon. The imprinting was very serious.

Whenever his vitality and consciousness were exhausted, he would take a sip of the Hongmeng Yuan Liquid. When the magic weapon was too hot, he would soak it in the Hongmeng Yuan Liquid and refine it, no matter the cost.

After the mute and the blind man had finished refining the Butcher's Magic Knife, they were surprised to see Qin Mu still working on it without sleep.

However, the two of them didn't think much about it. After all, Qin Mu had learned a lot, and microscopic casting would definitely be time-consuming and laborious.

The two elders rested for a while, then turned on the furnace again and helped the lame man refine boots and gloves.

Refining a treasure for the lame man is more time-consuming than making the Butcher's Magic Knife. The lame man's technique is unique and requires the treasure to be able to pass through various forbidden seals with him. It is a treasure that enhances his stealing skills.

This is a great test for the mute and the blind.

More than twenty days had passed since the two of them refined Cripple's treasure. They breathed a sigh of relief and looked back, only to see Qin Mu still refining his magic weapon.

However, it can already be seen that what Qin Mu is refining is also a sword. It is a very ordinary divine sword, and there is nothing extraordinary about it.

However, Qin Mu has already used the heavenly palaces in his spiritual embryonic treasure to forcibly impose a brand on him!

"The power of Mu'er's magic weapon is terrifying!" The two of them looked at each other and thought to themselves.

They could see that Qin Mu's magic weapon was just the appearance of a sword, but it actually carried Qin Mu's great principles and ambitions. It was not just a sword, but could change its shape at will, which is why it was so complicated to create.

The strange phenomena around Qin Mu gathered, and as the last hammer fell, there was only a "ding" sound. The hammer hit the divine sword, and suddenly the divine sword shattered with a crash.

The mute and the blind man were shocked and hurried to his side. They saw that the divine sword that Qin Mu had worked so hard to forge these days was shattered on the ground!

The divine sword was broken into countless pieces of powder. Because it was cast at a microscopic level, the divine gold and divine material were transformed into the tiniest particles, which were almost imperceptible.

Qin Mu grabbed a handful of fly ash and was stunned.

The blind man hurriedly opened his eyes to look at the particles, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Mute, he plans to integrate the fifteen Emperor's Techniques into this sword. But this sword cannot withstand such power.

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The mute carefully examined the particles on the ground, distinguishing each material, and said: "In terms of material ratio, I can't do better than him, but... this sword can be considered finished!"

The blind man was slightly startled. The mute pushed aside the dust and took out a sword hilt from underneath. There was a fragment of sword at the hilt, only six inches long. He smiled and said, "That's the sword!"

Qin Mu originally thought that he had made a mistake in refining the treasure, and felt sad. After hearing this, he hurriedly looked around and saw that although the broken sword only had a six-inch blade left, it was still sharp and its brilliance had not diminished!

The mute flicked the sword and said with a smile: "Mu'er, you think too perfectly. You want to make a perfect divine sword that is consistent with your own way. But how can you achieve it overnight? The way of man is to make more than enough damage. You are just the right person.

To refine a treasure is to refine it too much and to involuntarily enter the human way."

Qin Mu seemed to understand but not understand, and was thoughtful.

"You just practiced too much, but your skills are not yet full, so you forcibly forged the divine sword, so that the divine sword was damaged and could not withstand it, so it broke. As the saying goes, a strong dragon will have regrets, and it will not last long."

The mute said: "But the way of heaven is to make up for the deficiencies when there is more damage. The broken sword is still there, use your own surplus to make up for the shortcomings of the broken sword. This is your Dao sword. There is no need to demand perfection. This Dao sword still needs

Only by constantly comprehending and perfecting your own skills and your own way can you complete it. The day when you succeed will also be the day when the sword is completed."

Qin Mu took the broken sword, and with a slight thought in his mind, a sword light came out of the broken sword, as bright as water, reflecting his face.

The mute said that he had practiced too much, and he was indeed right.

When he was refining this sword, he was thinking about refining an artifact that could carry his fifteen heavenly palaces, imprinting his own Taoist runes into the sword, and imprinting his own understanding of Tao into it.

Among the fifteen heavenly palaces, there are still six heavenly palaces that have not been perfected. The shortcomings in his skills have made his divine sword also have great shortcomings. However, Qin Mu wanted to perfect it, so that the divine sword broke into pieces.

The mute smiled and said: "This sword will grow with you. Although it is a broken sword, when it is grown, it will be more powerful than other magical weapons!"

Qin Mu activated the Three Pills of Hegemony, and the remaining sword suddenly melted away and turned into countless tiny particles, like running water, forming a long knife. Then, he lightly touched the blade, and the long knife turned into a dragon spear.

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This remnant sword changes according to his will, but every time it changes into a different weapon, he needs to mobilize his own runes to complete the missing parts of the magic weapon.

Each form has different missing parts and requires different avenue runes.

Qin Mu put away the broken sword, still a little disappointed in his heart. His shortcomings in skills caused the divine sword to be incomplete, but in his heart he still wanted to refine a flawless divine weapon.

"Haste makes waste. Those like Grandpa Mute and the village chief who cultivated a single Heavenly Palace were able to refine the magic weapon that suits them. I tried to cultivate the Great Heavenly Palace, but I couldn't."

He calmed down, and heard the voice of Demon King Dutian from outside. Qin Mu walked out of the supervision factory. Demon King Dutian and Yu Zhaoqing came forward to see him, followed by three heavenly dragons, who also bowed to worship and said: "Fortunately, I have lived up to my destiny.

It took Tianli five years to conquer the world of Tianyu and come back to life!"

Qin Mu laughed loudly, helped him stand up, and said, "Brother Dutian, thank you for your hard work."

He summoned Long Qilin, took down the Hutian bottle, and said: "Your clan members are all in the bottle. Today I will give you the Hutian heavens. Brother, please take a look."

Demon King Dutian suppressed his excitement, but saw Qin Mu take out the remaining Hongmeng Yuan Liquid, flick his finger, and the Hutian bottle roared into the sky, getting higher and higher, and it didn't take long before he arrived near Yankang Yuanmu.

Suddenly, the sacred bottle gradually grew in size and turned into a treasure bottle that was dozens of miles high. The mouth of the bottle tilted downwards and hung next to Yuan Mu. Starlight poured out from the mouth of the bottle like a tide, forming the entrance to the Hutian.

"Brother Dutian, you are now the Lord of the Heavens." Qin Mu said with a smile.

Demon King Dutian looked up at the world of Hutian, bursting into tears unconsciously, feeling that all the hard work in the past few years was worth it.


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