You must first outline the shape...and to outline the shape, you must first refine it.
Tyrannosaurus rex fang fossils have existed for more than ten thousand years, so it is extremely difficult to refine them.
What Fang Zheng can rely on is that bottle of spiritual energy liquid... By saturating the spiritual energy in it, he can take the opportunity to let his true energy become the last straw that overwhelms the weight.
Sure enough, with the dripping of spiritual energy liquid, the fangs' ability to absorb spiritual energy was temporarily saturated.
Fang Zheng started refining.
Only a small part of it had just melted, and the aura of the aura liquid had been completely absorbed by the fangs, and Fang Zheng's true essence lost its effect again.
"Come again!"
Fang Zheng dripped some more spiritual energy liquid onto it.
Loading puts the tusks of the Tyrannosaurus rex into silence.
Then continue refining...
He refined it very carefully and very quickly.
Time is short and there is no opportunity to hesitate.
In short, refine it first...the formations, inscriptions and the like can be added later, but if he wants to refine it into shape, he can only do it once in a short time.
Chance.
As if the real energy was free of money, all of it turned into flames. The green flames, whose temperature was far higher than ordinary flames, became even hotter and surging in Fang Zheng's hands, melting the hard and square fossil.
"Fang Zheng, don't squander your true energy too much, otherwise it won't be enough..."
Yun Zhiqing was just halfway through her reminder when she saw Fang Zheng pinch two or three Pei Yuan Pills and stuff them directly into his mouth.
Then the real energy surged even more...
The corners of her delicate mouth twitched slightly.
I can't say anything anymore.
This apprentice...is so luxurious.
But maybe, it might actually succeed.
Fang Zheng just maintained the maximum power output and burned the fossil into shape.
If the spiritual energy is exhausted, replenish it with spiritual energy liquid to keep the fossil in a saturated state.
And once he lacks true energy, he will directly take out the Peiyuan Pill to make up for it... Although the effect is far less than that of the high-grade Peiyuan Pill, it can't stop him from winning with quantity.
It's almost like knocking out the milk, stuffing it into your mouth desperately.
That bold movement made Yun Zhiqing's mouth twitch...
Just like this, under the squandering of a huge amount of spiritual energy.
The fossil finally melted completely and turned into a ball of liquid between Su Yi's hands.
But Fang Zheng knew that if he withdrew his true energy, this thing would instantly solidify into its previous form again, even harder and more difficult to dissolve.
Because his core essence has penetrated into all places inside and outside the fossil, adding a bit of power to it.
Yun Zhiqing reminded: "Sink your consciousness into it and leave a mark!"
As she spoke, she gently put her hand on Fang Zheng's forehead.
The palms were so warm that Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel his heart...
He followed the instructions and immersed his consciousness in the liquid.
Then, he clearly noticed the powerful power contained in the liquid.
It was as if he was under the sharp teeth of a giant beast from the wild, and his whole body was filled with the coldness of the beast that was about to die tragically.
He knew that this was because this tooth had once bitten and devoured all living things in the world and left a mark.
So strong!
The starting point of this magic weapon is already much higher than the ordinary original magic weapon.
Pour the last of the spiritual energy liquid on the fossil.
The fossil suddenly became softer, as if it could no longer maintain its shape... and turned into a ball of liquid.
And Fang Zheng used his spiritual consciousness to slowly condense the liquid into the shape he wanted.
Yun Zhiqing was beside him and gave advice, telling him what to do.
The flying sword is a sword, but it is not a sword.
Different from the ordinary three-foot green sword, the flying sword is no more than a foot in size and has no hilt. The surrounding blades must also remain sharp!
As for the appearance, Fang Zheng doesn’t have any idea of having a cool and stunning appearance.
The more unique you are, the more likely you are to attract attention.
It is in the form of an ordinary flying sword, like a silver shuttle...but the spine of the sword must be kept flat, because formations can be engraved on it, and if a peerless treasure is found later, it can also be integrated into it to enhance the power of the magic weapon.
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One sentence.
The original magic weapon was first refined into shape, but it was just a prototype.
It takes a lifetime to perfect and strengthen it... If it can reach the Mahayana stage, then this magic weapon will be truly formed.
Following Yun Zhiqing's instructions.
Fang Zheng used his spiritual consciousness to slowly dissolve the flying sword into the shape he wanted... After removing the debris and retaining the essence, the originally extremely huge fossil gradually turned into a small and exquisite flying sword, which was similar to Yun Zhiqing's flying sword.
The appearance is quite similar.
There was no way, Fang Zheng had only seen Yun Zhiqing's flying sword form.
Although it looks a little delicate, it is not meant to be used by women...it won't feel out of place if used by men.
Anyway, Fang Zheng thought it was quite beautiful.
While refining the flying sword, Fang Zheng seemed to be trapped in an illusion.
His spiritual consciousness remaining on the flying sword seemed to see the vast expanse of heaven and earth, a majestic giant beast, galloping in long strides, and the earth trembled under his feet.
Tyrannosaurus Rex!!!
Prehistoric behemoth, the undisputed overlord of the Cretaceous.
In front of it are countless creatures, some even bigger than it!
But facing the Tyrannosaurus rex, they could only flee in embarrassment. Once encountered, the ferocious sharp teeth would pierce their thick skin.
Tyrannosaurus rex's forelimbs were extremely short, and it had to use its teeth to do anything.
Fang Zheng just watched the Tyrannosaurus rex looking for food among the dragons, invincible!
It has devoured countless ferocious beasts and encountered countless powerful enemies, but in the end, they all died tragically under its ferocious teeth.
Is that what happened to the owner of this tusk during his lifetime?
Fang Zheng thought to himself, it's a pity that now the owner of this fang after death is me.
"Huh……"
Yun Zhiqing was obviously aware of the appearance of the Fangzheng Feijian. She couldn't help but pursed her lips slightly. She intuitively felt that this seemed inappropriate.
But nothing seems inappropriate.
And at this time, there was no chance for hesitation.
She took a deep breath and said, "Stop!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he without hesitation forcibly tore apart the consciousness retained on the flying sword.
He whined in pain...
The whole person fell backwards helplessly, and fell on Yun Zhiqing, who had been prepared for it.
Yun Zhiqing's Rouyi, who was caressing Fang Zheng's forehead, quickly released a chill, and her true energy passed through her body.
Slowly warming his body.
His painful feeling eased slightly, and he said softly: "This is the only way to go. You must leave your spiritual consciousness on the flying sword. From now on, the flying sword will be a part of you... When the flying sword leaves the body, so will you.
It is no longer complete, but the flying sword can also be completely integrated with you. It is your clone and the weapon that will accompany you throughout your life!"
Fang Zheng was panting heavily, and his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat, making Yun Zhiqing's hands wet and greasy.
His consciousness is weakened...
From the previous two hundred and fifty meters, it has declined to less than two hundred meters.
The tearing feeling just now was as if part of his body had been forcibly torn apart. The pain was almost unbearable for him.
Only now did he understand why there could only be one original magic weapon.
It turns out... it was actually because he had to split his spiritual consciousness, integrate it with the flying sword, and replace the flying sword's spirituality with his own spirituality, in order to achieve the purpose of completely controlling the flying sword.
After splitting once, it can barely heal.
But if it is divided too many times, it will be harmful to your cultivation.
This is not due to the abundance of natural resources and earthly treasures.
"The flying sword has taken shape."
Yun Zhiqing was very considerate and did not push Fang Zheng away. Instead, she let him lean on her shoulder and said softly: "Try to summon it back."
Fangzheng's body was weak and he felt almost haggard.
He looked up and saw the flying sword floating in the air...
However, my mind moved and I didn't wave my hand yet.
The flying sword has been flying straight towards it.
The speed was extremely fast, and Fang Zheng felt that Yun Zhiqing could not help but tremble slightly from behind... as if he had seen something frightening.
The flying sword came back and merged directly into his body.
It's like an illusion.
And with the return of Feijian, the previous feeling of weakness quickly disappeared... and along with it, his consciousness also returned to its original state.
Even lost and found again.
The real energy in the body also increased significantly.
If refining Feijian before was consuming real energy, then now, as Feijian and Fang Zheng merge into one, Feijian is actually feeding Fang Zheng back.
The true energy in his body quickly became stronger, and in the blink of an eye, it had far surpassed his previous peak.
Like pushing the boat along with the current.
The cultivation level within the body has risen to the eighth level of Qi Refining!
The strength of the true energy in the body is more than doubled!
Fang Zheng could notice that as the flying sword entered his body...
The aura within Feijian is also integrated with his aura space.
The space instantly spreads to the boundless realm.
The flying sword itself is the fang of Tyrannosaurus Rex.
It has existed for nearly ten thousand years, and it has been silent for ten thousand years. Since the spiritual energy revived, although it has only been more than a hundred years, it has been absorbing spiritual energy for more than a hundred years.
But now, this spiritual energy belongs to Fang Zheng.
"From now on, I'll call you Bai Chuo Feijian!"
Fangzheng waved.
The flying sword appeared in the palm of my hand again.
He said softly. Map of the Great Dao of the Heavens