There is a rootless fire like floating duckweed, floating mysteriously above the eight altars. The invisible flames stir up a little spark from time to time, and there is a shadow with an indescribable texture inside.
A tall, slightly stooped old figure sat cross-legged outside the eight altars, staring at the eight flames for a moment, as if he was afraid of missing the slightest change.
"Chang Lao!"
Silently, a thin and tall figure appeared next to the old man, it was Wu Ming who had returned.
"My lord, you are back!"
Chang Shu suddenly turned around and fell to the ground in inexplicable excitement.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Wu Ming looked at Chang Shu's bloodshot eyes, and casually shot out a stream of light, which sank into Chang Shu's body, making his exhausted spirit receive indescribable nourishment, just like the rain after a long drought.
"Thank you, Lord!"
Chang Shu calmed down and stood up slowly. He still couldn't hide his excitement and said, "My lord, in the past few years, the fire of karma here has gradually strengthened, and it has been smoother than expected. I think it won't take long before we can really forge a sword." The supreme divine weapon."
Over the years, no matter how turbulent the outside world was, this old man never left, and all his attention was devoted to it.
Because he knew exactly what price Wu Ming paid to forge this magical weapon!
"Um!"
Wu Ming nodded slightly, and his mind sank into the fire of karma, sensing the changes little by little.
The origin of this magical weapon was taken from the sword Wandering Dragon Sword worn by the ancestors of the Lu family. The remaining sword after its collapse was calcined with the power of karma fire to reverse the yin and yang and reunite its origin of swordsmanship.
The origin obtained in this way will definitely have a trace of immortality and supreme power!
Although it is not among the three supreme powers, it is not far behind in terms of power. Even the three supreme powers cannot be erased.
However, such tyrannical power is rare in the world. After it is formed, without a suitable carrier, it will surely dissipate in the world.
The material of the Wandering Dragon Sword is not very special. It is only because the ancestors of the Lu family have watched the tide and been blessed by the belief that they have upheld throughout their lives, as well as the will of the Lu family and other like-minded people attached to it, that this sword has achieved the power of a top-notch Taoist sword.
Finally, Lu Jiuyuan was canonized as a saint of swordsmanship, and a trace of the origin of swordsmanship finally took shape and was sublimated into a holy sword!
Unfortunately, during the battle in the Demon Cave, Lu Jiuyuan killed the Blood Vulture Demon Emperor with his broken body sword. The holy sword collapsed, and the original power of the sword was almost evaporated. The only strength of his will was completely exhausted in the final battle.
That is to say, Wu Ming, regardless of the cost, used the relics left by the eminent monks who had attained Taoism for countless years in the Vajra Temple as firewood, and supplemented them with the supreme Buddhist secrets to ignite the fire of karma!
And use it as a bridge to connect heaven and earth, reverse karma, transform yin and yang, and reunite a trace of the origin of swordsmanship!
"It's not even hot yet!"
Wu Ming briefly sensed it, and through the power of his soul, which was several times stronger than before he left, he was able to capture some of the flaws in this method in a state of near unity between man and nature.
Chang Shu was slightly surprised, but seeing Wu Ming's indifferent side, he couldn't help but feel a little reassured.
With this person here, it will be easy to solve the problem. The trust in Wu Ming, whether it is Chang Shu or the members of the Beitian Xingdao tribe who followed Wu Ming in the early years, almost blindly trust him.
Sure enough, Wu Ming did not disappoint him, and he has never let anyone down!
Buzz!
But Wu Ming flipped it casually, flicked it with his fingers, and eight streams of different colors followed, and in an instant they were submerged in the eight karma fires.
Hoo ho ho!
As if the bellows were being pulled at an extremely high speed, the flames of the karma fire suddenly rose, blooming into a brilliant and mysterious flame.
Although they were far away, Chang Shu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being watched by some mysterious existence when he was looking at the flames, and his whole body was exposed.
But he didn't panic much. Over the years, this feeling often came to his heart, but it was far less intense than today!
This is one of the miraculous properties of Karma Fire!
Anyone who has cause and effect and is entangled in karma will become the fuel of the karmic fire!
Let me ask, what kind of existence among all the living beings in this world is free from karma?
Even a newborn baby will be contaminated by cause and effect invisibly, and will have karma attached to it.
It's just that it's not the evil karma of killing, but the continuation of the fruitful karma of your parents!
The father's debt and the son's debt are not just a joke, but countless bloody lessons explain what karma is.
In other words, no matter what this magic weapon will look like in the end, it definitely has the power of Karmic Fire!
In this way, all living beings, regardless of their level of cultivation, strength, or even age, men, women, and children, will be under the deterrence of this magical weapon!
Wu Ming did not stop. He turned his right hand again and took out an amethyst-colored broken sword.
"hiss……"
Chang Shu took a breath, his pupils shrank sharply, and his face showed shock.
With his eyesight, how could he not see that this was a damaged holy sword?
The piercing edge could almost split the soul, and even the exposed edge made it almost unbearable for his body to withstand the power, which already explained everything.
Click!
But when Wu Ming twisted his hands, he broke the broken sword into pieces. Then he rubbed his hands together, grinding the remains of the broken sword into powder.
How powerful is this?
As a master of weapon refining, I am afraid no one knows better than Chang Shu how strong a sacred weapon is, even if it is incomplete.
It can be said that even if a powerful person from the Holy Realm takes action, he may not be able to do it, and even if he does, he cannot do it as lightly as Wu Ming.
From a side perspective, it also proves how powerful Wu Ming is at this time!
Of course, this is not him himself, but who he is now. He is the master of a realm. Even if the Holy Realm power comes in person, he is no match for him.
But on the other hand, without a strong foundation and a certain level of strength support, even the master of a realm cannot do it.
This is not over yet!
Pieces of incomplete weapons that exuded a tyrannical aura and had all kinds of completely different power fluctuations, some strange, some terrifying, some evil, some awe-inspiring, or some ethereal and agile, appeared in Wu Ming's hands, and were then crushed into powder.
In Chang Shu's opinion, these treasures can even reach the highest level of Tao treasures, and they have the prototype of the origin of the Holy Tao.
If placed outside, any one of them can make a strong semi-saint break his head. It can be used as a treasure for a sect to suppress luck, and it may even attract saints to covet it.
But now, as if there is no need for money, everything has been completely destroyed, leaving only the most essential source of power.
Buzz!
At the end, when Chang Shu was almost numb, an invisible and immaterial flame suddenly rose in Wu Ming's palm. It seemed to be burning in front of his eyes, but also like a gentle breeze, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
You can't see it when you look carefully, but when you look away, you can clearly feel that it is there, and it is staring at you strangely.
The supreme magical power to overcome the fire of misfortune and evolve the immortal golden body!
As soon as the fire appeared, the eight flames roared as if they were waking up from sleep, swirling up bursts of flames, which were several times more intense than before.
Like a nestling waiting for food, it stretches its neck and opens its big mouth, hoping that its mother will feed it quickly.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming smiled softly, and in a blink of an eye, he landed in the middle of the eight altars, and stepped out with nine steps.
Buzz!
The sky and earth shook violently, the wind and clouds changed color, and there seemed to be infinite power surging under the eight altars. They actually rose higher and higher, and invisible traces of light appeared on the surface of the earth.
If there is a powerful person here, looking from top to bottom, he will be shocked to find that it is a statue of Bagua.
Wu Ming is in the center, with his feet on Yin and Yang, surrounded by nine palaces, the world of Bagua is at ease in it, and the power of heaven and earth flows endlessly, as if a natural Bagua melting pot has been formed.
Buzz!
When the circulation of Yin and Yang fish reached its limit, the essential power of various divine weapons in Wu Ming's hands turned into invisible streams of light and merged into the Eight Diagrams. When he stepped out of the Nine Palaces, along the miraculous trajectory, he merged into the Eight Flowers. In the fire of karma.
Hoo ho ho!
In an instant, the karmic flames roared loudly, and invisibly, it seemed to be pulling an unpredictable force of heaven and earth down, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, pouring into it.
Under the blessing of this great power, the eight karma fires continue to approach and gather towards the Yin and Yang fish.
"Now...is not the time yet!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, and a divine light like an abyss appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hands and stopped the flow of the Yin-Yang fish.
Under his deliberate sparseness, the already formed Bagua melting pot actually reversed itself again, gradually turning into a translucent stream of light that slowly melted into the ground.
"Huhu..."
Chang Shu was panting like an ox, sweating like rain, and his eyes were as excited as a blazing fire, extremely fanatical.
Nothing can excite a master of weaponry more than seeing with his own eyes an almost impossible magical weapon that is about to take shape in front of him!
Although it has not yet been fully formed, Chang Shu intuitively tells Chang Shu that this magical weapon will definitely take shape, and it will have earth-shattering power.
However, although the eight karma fires were forcibly imprisoned by Wu Ming, they were still vibrating due to the inexplicable force, and seemed to merge into one at any time.
"rise!"
Wu Ming seemed to have expected it, his face was serious, he shouted lowly and stretched out his hands.
Baguazhang!
This set of unparalleled skills, which he practiced throughout his previous life, helped him defeat powerful enemies countless times and perform extraordinary feats in this life, all at once like flowing clouds and flowing water.
The blue dragon roaring proudly in the sky, the phoenix dancing in the blazing flames, the unicorn in Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, the white ape chasing the wind and the sun, and other projections of power that contain the will of this unique martial arts stretched out around Wu Ming.
In the end, under the blessing of his martial arts true meaning that is almost the unity of man and nature, they all seemed to have come to life. They all roared into the air and threw themselves into the eight karma fires, like moths flying into the flame, but they were determined and brave!
Surprisingly, after the eight karma fires and the Baguazhang martial arts projection merged, they became surprisingly active, but the commonality was greatly reduced, and they no longer had the previous posture of wanting to be integrated.
"When I truly become one with heaven and man, that's when... Phew!"
Wu Ming's eyes were slightly dim, but his eyes were shining with an intimidating light. His pale face was full of confidence, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.
Even if he is as powerful as he is now the Lord of a Realm, doing this series of things still consumes a lot of energy.
An ordinary person, let alone a supreme semi-saint, would probably be able to fall down from exhaustion even if he were in an ordinary holy realm, and he might not even be able to complete it.
"I need you to take more care of this place!"
Wu Ming gave the order without looking back, flashed slightly, and then disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was in a dark cave with the faint sound of endless chanting of scriptures. (To be continued)