In the backyard of the villa, Zhuo Bufan pinched his hands and pinched his marks, and made several golden flames, and the void burned into a golden fire lotus.
Immediately, I threw the purple bluestone into the golden fire lotus, and kept spitting out complex and obscure syllables from my mouth. Each syllable transformed into a tadpole-like rune in the air, like stars in the sky.
After spitting out one hundred and eight tadpole scripts, Zhuo Bufan stopped and opened his pupils and shot out two spurts of spurts.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" Shi Jian walked down the fallen leaves in the yard, brought teacup to the backyard, and looked at the scene in surprise.
Zhuo Bufan took the teacup from her hand, took a sip, and smiled faintly: "This is the purple bluestone I found in Su Guo. It is an excellent material for refining magic tools. I am going to refine it.
I will give you a flying sword, and I will pass on your and my Taoist traditions, Hualianhua sword technique."
Once Zhuo Bufan became the Nine Profound Immortal Lord, and when he entered the transformation of gods and the Tao, he occasionally glanced at the fairy world and found a lotus blooming. Suddenly, he had an insight and created various secret techniques of magic, among which Hualian Sword Technique was the one.
The sword technique that kills first.
"If you can refine my sword technique, you can take the enemy's head level thousands of miles away. If you can achieve the cultivation level of the Hedao stage, your spiritual sense will be spread all over the earth. No matter where the enemy is hiding, the flying sword will not be seen as soon as it comes out.
The blood does not return to the sheath."
"So amazing?" Shi Jian's little face was a little excited, and he pursed his lips and said, "Young Master, Shi Jian doesn't work hard to learn kung fu, otherwise I can help you when you are in danger, so I won't make a fuss.
Now that's it."
"Okay, don't blame yourself. With your qualifications, you can enter such a state in just a short time. You are already a beautiful girl from heaven, and you may not have no chance to follow me in the future."
"Yeah, I must follow the young master all my life, and follow the young master even when the ends of the world are gone." Shi Jian Jian Shunshui's eyes emitted a series of brilliant colors.
Zhuo Bufan curled a light curve in the corner of his mouth and rubbed her head, "Okay, I'll accept you as my closed disciple."
"Thank you, Master." Shi Jian said, kneeling on the ground, performing the ceremony of his disciples bowing three times and nine times.
Zhuo Bufan accepted it calmly. Since he was willing to accept the sword as his disciple, he must preach her supreme Taoist tradition and the rituals and music cannot be destroyed.
After doing these things, Zhuo Bufan stared at the burning flames in the void again. If he hadn't absorbed the fire of the earth veins in the desert, the fire-type spiritual energy had increased a little bit, and it would have been not so easy to refine purple bluestone. You must find the fire of the earth veins.
Just be with the best cauldron.
However, now his flame has turned into a golden and white color, burning all things, and using talismans as a virtual cauldron, just need to engrave the shape of the sword remembered in his spiritual consciousness on it.
Shi Jian stood quietly by with his beautiful eyes open, watching the purple and green stones in the flames melted into water, constantly tangling and gathering together, slowly condensed into a ball, and slowly solidified into one.
The green edge with a handle about two feet long is about two fingers wide.
"Come out." Zhuo Bufan took a photo of the space and immediately a cloud of black fog shot into the sky, and he wanted to fly towards the distance.
"I still want to leave?" Zhuo Bufan smiled coldly, reached out and found the black fog back in his hand. The thunder and lightning in his hand trapped the black fog. The black fog still wanted to rush out, and hit the lightning and a ray of black smoke came out.
, let out a painful cry.
This black fog was the soul of Zhuo Bufan who killed the black-scale hungry wolf. He was imprisoned in the space ring at that time. He originally planned to be used as a dragon and snake bow, but the dragon and snake bow was destroyed and it was useless.
However, this time the refining of the Ziqing Sword is just right for use. All magic weapons require the soul of the weapon. It can not only improve the attributes of the treasure, but also cultivate the spirituality of the magic weapons.
Zhuo Bufan wiped away the memory of the black-scale hungry wolf, signed the Soul Deal with the Oath, and immediately penetrated into the Ziqing Sword.
After a while, the flames in the void dissipated, and a sword emitting purple and green light was suspended in the air. There were dozens of curse-like patterns engraved on the hilt of the two-foot long sword, making a pleasant sound.
It seems to be celebrating one's birth.
"So beautiful." Shi Jian opened his beautiful eyes, showed an excited expression, and said happily.
Zhuo Bufan pinched the magic trick with both hands, and then the purple green sword emitted a halo, which turned into a string of purple and blue bracelets and bells that fell into his hands.
"Young Master, how did it become like this?" Shi Jian asked with wide eyes.
Zhuo Bufan said lightly: "If you go out with a sword on your back, I'm afraid the police will easily bother you. If you carry this bracelet bell in your hand, you will silently think about the sword when you think about it."
As he said that, Zhuo Bufan took out a drop of the essence and blood from the sword and injected it into the bell.
There was also a feeling in the darkness of the Shijian, as if she and Lingdang were united in their minds. As long as she thought about it, she could summon the Ziqing Sword.
"Thank you, Master... Young Master." Shi Jian said with a red face, "Can I call you Young Master in the future?"
"It's okay." Zhuo Bufan said, putting the bell in his hand and said, "The shape is a bell, which means a sword. The sharpness can cut iron like mud, and the softness can surround the finger ring; the heart controls the sword, the sword moves its strength,
A strong proof of the Tao, a thousand hands, thousand hearts, thousand shadow sword, one person goes all the way and the world.
"Yes." The little chicken in Shijian nodded vigorously like a pecking rice.
Zhuo Bufan carried his hands on his back, and two cold lights shot out from his pupils, "The Nine Gate Admiral and Nie Chengrong were waiting for me in the villa. I want those enemies who dared to hurt my friends and family to know that the king is back!"
The sword sword brought the bell on it, shook the wrist of Jishuang Saixue, and made a light and crisp sound. Then the purple light shone. A sword appeared in her hand. She thought about it again, and the sword turned into a bell again.
In the lobby of the villa, the nine-gate admiral, Nie Fengrong, Zhong Shousong and others sat on the wooden chair with dejected expressions.
Seeing a young man with long hair and black hair and black eyes walking out of the backyard, the three of them stood up at the same time and said in unison: "Mr. Zhuo."
"Okay, let's sit down." Zhuo Bufan said lightly, then sat down at the first place, frowned and said, "Why don't the people from the Chu family come to see me?"
"Mr. Zhuo, Chu Jiaoyong from the Chu family came back and took the power of the Ruan family to force Chu Feiyun to give way. Now Chu Feiyun is in a panic." The Admiral of the Nine Gate sighed and said.
Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. Looking at Nie Chengrong, the Nine Gate Admiral, and Zhong Shousong, it seemed that he had been very difficult in the past three months. If the Nine Gate Admiral was a master of martial arts and had a deep root in Xuzhou, even the Sword would have been
Killed.
"Okay, okay, what a Ruan family, I'm back, let them prepare to bear my anger." Zhuo Bufan's expression was solemn, and his whole body exuded a powerful pressure.
Even the Nine Gate Admiral showed a shocking look. In three months, Zhuo Bufan's strength seemed to have improved to another level, with extremely strong self-confidence.
"However, the Ruan family sent a master of magic from the Western Province to come, which made us surrender to Xuzhou. Many families who defected to us rebel..." Zhong Shousong showed a look of worry on his face.
The master of magic from the West Province showed his power in Xuzhou. Even the Nine Gates are no match for him. He is known as one of the three masters of magic in the West Province. (To be continued)