The clouds above the Sword Tomb turned red, like pieces of soldering iron that had been baked red, and the clouds everywhere were evaporated.
Because of the thousands of swords contained there, the vegetation that seemed straighter than anywhere else began to wither like a hunched old man. Xiao Changqing held his chin and sat on a hanging branch, staring at the highest point of the sword tomb.
of the altar.
The fairy swords of the ancestors of Shushan seemed to have sensed the sword breath on the altar. They accompanied Xiao Changqing, quietly and silently.
For a long time, the bright sky was shrouded in night, and a bright red fire appeared on the sword tomb altar. Xiao Changqing touched his flat belly, then looked at the swords that had stood for a long time and said: "Master said
However, if people want to make what they do seem noble, then the process of doing it must have a sense of ritual. The master has been running around for a long time to refine this sword, so he thought that sword refining should have a sense of ritual in his heart.
, then the number of days it took to refine the sword will probably coincide with the number of nine extremes that he often mentioned."
"So I'm going to eat. Do you want to eat?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped himself hard on the forehead. He was so confused that they were swords. Although his spirituality was well cultivated by the large formation arranged by the master on the sword tomb, how could it be possible?
Can you eat?
Xiao Changqing slowly bowed his head to the group of swords and bowed as a disciple, and then walked towards the rope bridge next to the sword tomb. However, when he walked on the rope bridge, he accidentally looked back and found that the group of swords were still there.
Just follow yourself.
After thinking about it, he said: "The cauldron is currently being used by the master. You should be able to leave the Sword Tomb, but we have agreed not to cause trouble for a while."
The swords began to shake, as if they were promising something.
Then, Xiao Changqing shouted "Let's go" towards the long and narrow cable bridge, so many swords appeared on the main mountain of Shushan Mountain, and Youxuan's yelling and cursing sounded in the Wuji Pavilion.
Sword refining should have a sense of ritual. This was Ye Chao's idea when he was standing on the altar of the sword tomb. Therefore, the clouds floating above the sword tomb during the day were like red-hot irons, and the night on the sword tomb at night was like a fire.
A fire broke out.
However, the most important thing is actually that the sword-making materials collected from the Six Realms in Shushan are extremely hard. If they want to be completely smelted and still retain their spirituality, even Ye Chao will have to spend a long time.
The fire spirit bead under the cauldron was constantly releasing fire light. Ye Chao was sitting on the stone platform conveying spiritual energy to the fire spirit bead, while the ridiculously beautiful Fire Ghost King kept blowing fragrance on the fire spirit bead.
When one side of the sky turned white, the Fire Ghost King sat down on the hard jade ground. While wiping his face that was not sweating, he looked at the person next to him resentfully and said: "This makes the slave family look good."
stupid."
Ye Chao turned his head and glared at her, saying, "Why do you see that?"
"Help you catalyze the divine material in the cauldron. This is like digging your own grave. Isn't it stupid to dig your own grave?"
"It does seem a bit stupid to say that."
The Fire Ghost King snorted and said, "The slave family doesn't want to be a fool."
Ye Chaodao: "The key is that after you learned Shushan's method of controlling the spirit bead, the fire spirit bead will like you very much, and it will not work well without you."
The Fire Ghost King said: "Then you have to promise that after you become a sword spirit in the slave family, you will let the slave family go free every day... Bah, let go of whatever you want, let the slave family come out to breathe every day."
"That's natural."
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Nine days later, the red iron hanging on the sword tomb dissipated, and a trace of cloud finally appeared in the sword tomb that had not seen clouds for many days.
The Fire Ghost King was lying on the altar like a dead fish, breathing rapidly. The graceful rise and fall of his body was not very attractive.
Ye Chao looked at the red liquid flowing continuously in the cauldron with a satisfied look on his face, glanced at the Fire Ghost Queen, and began to use the Condensing Sword Seal Technique he had learned from the Nine Heavens Xuan Blade.
The group of swords who were playing with Xiao Changqing seemed to have sensed something, and they all pointed their sword tips at the top of the sword tomb. Then, sword intent as dense as autumn rain suddenly appeared on the sword tomb, and they streaked through the air.
, the clouds were torn into fine flakes and emerged from the blue sky, revealing dark gaps in the sky.
The Fire Ghost King didn't know when he got up and walked on the edge of the altar. Looking at the countless sword intentions condensed into filaments, her seductive mouth opened wide. After a long time, she turned to look at the long sword on the divine cauldron.
The prototype finally fell on Ye Chao, who was constantly making secrets.
"Everyone knows that the Shushan Liangyi Dust Formation can suppress all evil in the world and is the number one formation in the immortal world, but they never thought that there is an even more terrifying sword formation hidden above the Sword Tomb in Shushan."
Ye Chao maintained the kneading formula with his right hand, picked up the gourd hanging on his waist with his left hand, took a sip of wine and said: "This is not its true appearance. If it fully recovers, the Demon Lord will not be able to enter."
The Fire Ghost King was horrified and asked: "What is the formation called?"
"At first it was supposed to be called the Zhuxian Block Formation, but later Master forcefully named it the Zhuxian Formation."
The Fire Ghost King walked quietly beside Ye Chao, lifted up his thin gauze clothes to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then quietly waited for the sword to take shape.
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The sky above the Sword Tomb became dark, as if the light in the sky had been stolen away by some damn thief, so the erratic white clouds turned into pitch black. And because of the inexplicable flow of will, those pitch black clouds were connected to each other.
Together, it eventually turned into a big black cloud.
Thin purple lightning was densely scattered among them, much like a ball of silk that had been torn into thousands of strands and thrown into the air. As it fell, it turned into countless dazzling ribbons.
The mold of the long sword floating on the tripod was completed. The pure silver-white sword body and the white-gold narrow hilt were reborn. It was when the sword intent was wild and violent, so it attracted the infinite spiritual energy from the world of Shu Mountain.
The sky-reaching sword light penetrated deep into the clouds.
The suppressed madness on the altar was like an annoying autumn wind, messing up people's hair. Ye Chao tied up the messy hair again, pushed up the sleeve of his left arm, and used his right hand as a sword to draw a line on it.
A line of blood.
However, after the blood line was born, no blood flowed out of his left arm, but a stream of pure thought appeared.
After Ye Chao held the thought in his hand for a long time, he made a secret and sent it into the long sword on the tripod, and then bent down and saluted the Fire Ghost King beside him.
The Fire Ghost King accepted his gift calmly, and the charming look in his eyes was replaced by a calm look.
"The Nu family is now very willing to become Taoist Master's Sword Spirit, but we must do what the Taoist Master said before."
"We must do it."
After Ye Chao finished speaking, the Fire Ghost King turned into a red glow and flew towards the sword on the tripod without hesitation.
The sword light suddenly increased sharply, penetrating through the thick dark clouds. The invisible sword intention immediately shredded all the vegetation on the sword tomb, and then, a bolt of thunder fell from the sky.