The Heaven-Destroying Sword trembled in front of Gu Xuan.
Gu Xuan felt the intimacy coming from Zhutian Sword, and a smile appeared on his face.
The Heaven-Destroying Sword actually had a hint of instinct a long time ago, giving birth to a hazy consciousness.
It is only a matter of time before a true sword spirit is born.
However, from birth to cultivation to becoming powerful, a sword spirit cannot be accomplished overnight.
However, the Zhutian Sword with the sword spirit is definitely two swords with completely different powers than the Zhutian Sword without the sword spirit.
Gu Xuan is still very interested in promoting the birth of the sword spirit from the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
Letting Zhutian Sword give birth to a true sword spirit makes Gu Xuan even more happy than letting it be promoted to the level of Tongxuan Lingbao.
"You come out too, Fallen Sky Sword Spirit!"
With a thought in his mind, Gu Xuan summoned the Falling Sky Sword Spirit.
At the same time, Gu Xuan threw the Hongmeng Yuan Iron in his hand into the void.
Meteor Sky Sword Spirit looked at Hongmeng Yuantie with salivation in his eyes.
"I will swallow Hongmeng Yuantie into my sword intent, so don't get excited.
I just want to better help the Heaven-Slaying Sword to improve, so I need to cut off about one-tenth of the Hongmeng Yuan Iron.
The Hongmeng Yuan Iron is so hard that even the peak warriors of the Holy Realm may not be able to cut it.
Even if the top weapon-refining master wants to cut Hongmeng Yuan Iron, he doesn't know how long it will take to refine it with fire sacrifice.
At least, it will take three months to get started."
The Meteorite Sword Spirit flew around Hongmeng Yuantie several times and explained first.
Gu Xuan nodded suspiciously.
Although he was almost certain that the Meteor Sky Sword Spirit would definitely do some tricks once it swallowed Hongmeng Yuantie into its body, Gu Xuan had no other method.
Although he is also good at refining weapons, he is not as proficient as alchemy.
If he had enough time, he could slowly try to cut the Hongmeng Yuan Iron into pieces, and then sacrifice the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
But now, Gu Xuan doesn't have much time to waste.
Seeing Gu Xuan nod, Yuantian Sword Spirit seemed to be afraid that Gu Xuan would regret it, and like lightning, it wrapped Hongmeng Yuantie.
"It will take at least three days to completely upgrade the Heaven-Slaying Sword and give birth to a sword spirit.
Don't leave during these three days.
You have Heavenly Fire and may need your help.
Moreover, your blood essence needs to be integrated into the Heaven-Destroying Sword."
The Fallen Heaven Sword Spirit versus the Ancient Mysterious Dao.
Gu Xuan nodded and said calmly: "This is natural. I'm not worried about letting you refine the Heaven-Slaying Sword here alone."
The body of Yuantian Sword Spirit trembled, then he stopped paying attention to Gu Xuan, and concentrated on cutting the Hongyuan Iron.
One day passes by in a hurry.
The situation in the attic, even though the poor and fearful saint tried many times, he could not guess the result.
Gu Xuan did not reveal any more information except that he told him through a message that he would not appear until three days later.
The poor and fearful saint was very curious about what Gu Xuan was doing, but since he couldn't find any results, he put the matter aside.
Now, he is more concerned about Xiao Lu's transformation results.
Xiaolu, obviously transformed into a child.
His height is less than the shoulders of a poor and fearful saint.
So far, it has transformed into half of its chin.
He still has a half-pointed chin, which looks thin and tender, without even a beard.
This makes the poor and fearful saint feel very uncomfortable.
He clearly told Xiaolu to transform into his image.
In that way, Xiao Lu must look like a little hermit master with an immortal spirit.
Unfortunately, Xiao Lu obviously didn't pay attention to his instructions and actually transformed into a chin without a beard.
As the saying goes, if your mouth is hairless, your work will be weak.
Gu Xuan is such a negative teaching material. Poor and Afraid of Saints is very worried that Xiaolu will follow Gu Xuan's old path.
Of course, the worry of being afraid of saints is doomed to be useless.
Sighing, the Poor Saint began to look around. When he saw that everyone's cultivation conditions were normal, he nodded with satisfaction.
The realms of Princess Yunyun and Song Xiaodai have improved again.
Although their strength is not strong, their cultivation speed is still quite fast.
The only regrettable thing is that none of them are his disciples.
During Ouyang Huadie's break from practicing, she had begun to concentrate on studying the Seven Treasures Sutra Building.
She originally planned to tell Gu Xuan about the relic.
It's a pity that the spoils sharing meeting was so enjoyable that I forgot about it for a while.
Now, Gu Xuan has gone into seclusion. Ouyang Huadie is not willing to disturb Gu Xuan, so he can only start to study the relics on the Seven Treasures Sutra Pillar.
Although she found the relic, she still couldn't take it out.
At present, she can only establish a slight connection with the relics through the Seven Treasures Sutra Pillar.
Three days passed by in a hurry.
This is already the seventh day of our trip to the Holy Island.
Nearly half of the distance has been flown.
If there are no obstacles in the future, we will arrive at the Holy Island in about seven or eight days.
In three days, everyone in the hall made good progress in their cultivation.
Xiao Lu's transformation has finally reached its final moment.
The poor and fearful saint kept staring at Xiao Lu, as if he wanted to be the first to see Xiao Lu clearly.
It's a pity that starting from Xiao Lu's transformed mouth, a layer of dragon scales covered his entire body.
Xiao Lu's appearance was completely blurry.
This makes the poor saint very puzzled. I am afraid that these scales will disappear only when Xiaolu completely transforms into a human being under his control.
Phew!
At this moment, the sound of signal flares suddenly sounded outside Jianglong City.
The face of the poor and fearful saint changed slightly.
At this critical moment, what could You Yiyi do?
The poor and fearful Saint wanted to get angry. If this was delayed and the little green shape was completely successful, he would not be the first person to see his appearance.
Nor could he be the person he saw for the first time after he became a human being.
It is said that after a ferocious beast is born, it will regard the first person it sees as its mother.
By analogy, after the little greenery is successfully formed, if you see yourself for the first time, you should think of yourself as your father.
No, at his age, he should regard himself as his grandfather!
Those who are poor and afraid of saints think so.
Now, the explosion of a signal bomb was inexplicably heard outside. This person didn't come sooner or later. He clearly wanted to influence the relationship between him and his grandson!
The poor and fearful saint complained and rushed out of the city lord's mansion.
He actually knew it in his heart. With You's emotional intelligence, he would never send out a signal flare to summon him unless he encountered something that he couldn't solve.
Since it was released, it means that it is very likely that we have encountered an enemy!
They are still enemies above the peak level of the Holy Realm!
Whoosh!
Like a streak of lightning streaking across the sky, in just a moment, the Saint of Poor Fear flew to the location where the signal flare was launched.
Here is the gate of Jianglong City.
You Yishou and all the dragon guards breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the poor and afraid saint appear.
"This is the second city lord of my Dragon Subduing City. If you have any questions, you can tell the second city lord."
You said with one hand to the five warriors standing more than ten feet away outside Jianglong City.
The Poor Saint looked at the five warriors and couldn't help but his pupils suddenly shrank.
Those five people were all warriors at the pinnacle level of the Holy Realm! (To be continued)