It turned out that when Mu Daocheng was refining the Seven Yuan Fantasy Stone, even though Wuyin Immortal Sword seemed indifferent, in fact, he had established a connection with Mu Daocheng secretly.
Therefore, after Mu Daocheng used a small plan to break through the gap in the Seven-Yuan Magic Stone, Wuyin Immortal Sword used all his strength to help Mu Daocheng stabilize the gap.
However, Wuyin Immortal Sword has been trapped for thousands of years by the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone, and has been suppressed by it. And because Mu Jingyu possesses the Nine Yaoxuan Light Chain, his own Qi has long been filled with its aura. Therefore, only with the help of a drop of Mu Jingyu's blood essence can we completely escape from it.
If it weren't for this reason, with the arrogance of the Wuyin Immortal Sword, how could he be willing to accept Mu Jingyu as his master! In these cases, the three of them could only guess at least 50% of the reasons.
As Mu Jingyu's essence and blood fell, Wuyin Immortal Sword immediately exploded with all its strength. After the dazzling light flashed, the tiny cracks on the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone quickly expanded.
And more spiritual energy from the Wuyin Immortal Sword followed those cracks and spread over the entire Seven Yuan Symphony Stone. Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Mu Daocheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and flew down to the observation platform opposite, breathing heavily.
"Little friend Mu, I have opened a hole for you, and the rest is up to you!"
After Lilong's explanation just now, Mu Jingyu roughly understood the current situation. After responding loudly, he flew to the top of the furnace.
The Nine-Yaoxuan Light Chain flew out from his left wrist, spinning and dancing around the cauldron. In just a few breaths, it had turned into a ball of white light. And the Dingzi Spiritual Bead that was collected from the Pimu Dimound slowly came out of the body and hung quietly just above the furnace cauldron.
With the help of the Jiuyaoxuan Light Chain, the Seven-Yuan Magic Stone, which was already struggling to support itself, has become increasingly unsustainable. After Mu Jingyu softly spoke the word "ding", the seven-colored light instantly stayed in place, no longer flowing and shining.
But Mu Jingyu's own cultivation is limited after all. Now without the support of Jiuyaoxuan's light chain and the support of Lilong's cultivation, the time he can last after performing the Dingzi Jue is greatly reduced.
Li Long shouted: "Boy Mu, I will help you hold on for a moment and a half. You quickly go to the cauldron and pull out the Wuyin Immortal Sword. If it were at night, our efforts would have been in vain!"
Mu Jingyu knew that whether he could peel off the Wuyin Immortal Sword depended on this. Without even thinking about talking, he fell into the furnace.
"Buzz~~~!"
The moment Mu Jingyu's head touched the cauldron, the roar of the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone went straight into his spiritual consciousness, almost causing his head to explode!
He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the heartbreaking pain made Mu Jingyu wake up instantly. He stretched out his left hand and penetrated into the seven-yuan magic stone. Because of the protection of Jiu Yaoxuan's light chain, he was not harmed by the Seven Yuan Symphony Stone.
"Get up!" As soon as his fingers touched the tip of the Wuyin Immortal Sword, Mu Jingyu felt a feeling of water and milk, presumably the result of the fusion of his own blood and essence.
A powerful spiritual energy that he had never felt before spurted out from his fingers. Not only was Lilong hiding in his body unable to bear it, but even Mu Daocheng, who was trying to recover his spiritual energy, secretly smacked his lips.
The Seven Yuan Colorful Stone still wanted to make a last ditch effort, but Wuyin Immortal Sword had already reached its peak state after receiving the aura of Jiu Yaoxuan's Light Chain. The fiery red light shone in all directions, and there were bursts of creaking sounds.
"Mu Jingyu, I can't hold on any longer! Once the Dingzi Lingzhu cannot fix the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone, not to mention pulling out the Wuyin Immortal Sword, even you will be trapped inside."
Listening to Lilong's urgent tone, Mu Jingyu quickly drew out the Immortal Sword without Song. However, the effect of the Dingzi Lingzhu is quickly fading. The seven-yuan magic stone that was originally loose actually slowly solidified.
"I... just... don't believe it... anymore!" Mu Jingyu used all his strength to kick his feet in mid-air, and his body jumped out little by little.
After several breaths of stalemate, the effect of the Dingzi Lingzhu finally dissipated. Mu Jingyu also pulled out the Wuyin Immortal Sword at the last moment.
The strong inertia caused Mu Jingyu to fly backwards and fall to the ground with a thud. Regardless of whether he felt injured or not, he held the Wuyin Immortal Sword in both hands and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Pull it out! Hahaha... Grandpa Dragon King, look, I have pulled out the Wuyin Immortal Sword!" Mu Jingyu held the hilt of the sword with one hand and stroked the sword body with the other, his eyes crazy.
"Good boy, you really succeeded." After the stalemate with the Seven-Yuan Magic Stone, Lilong's spiritual energy was exhausted. After a few weak praises, he was busy meditating and practicing.
Mu Jingyu raised his neck and said proudly: "Of course! Grandpa Dragon King, let me tell you, what a right decision you made to make a contract with me!"
After Mu Jingyu said a few words to himself, he was startled when he didn't hear Lilong's voice. I thought he had an accident just now when he was trying his best to maintain the Dingzi Lingzhu and suppress the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone.
He quickly checked Lilong's condition with his spiritual sense and found that he had fallen into a coma because of the exhaustion of his spiritual energy, so he felt relieved.
Then he turned his attention to the Wuyin Immortal Sword in his hand. I felt a burst of joy coming from the sword. Obviously, the Wuyin Immortal Sword has been trapped for thousands of years, and now that it has finally escaped, the joy that it had before arose spontaneously.
Mu Jingyu was also excited under the influence of this emotion. Regardless of other things at the moment, he immediately waved the Wuyin Immortal Sword.
Lines of spiritual energy flew through the air, and his self-created Nine Snake Spirit Sword sword skills followed. After performing more than ten moves, with a thought in his mind, he secretly used his true energy to perform the second move of Wanjian Guizong - Double Dragons Playing with Pearls.
Unexpectedly, Wuyin Immortal Sword was extremely cooperative. The middle part of the sword body was divided into two parts and transformed into two Immortal Swords without Song. Mu Jingyu just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect to succeed.
Overjoyed, he used the Nine Snake Spirit Sword with one hand and the Nine Flowers Sword Technique with the other. Without using the spiritual energy of the Jiuyaoxuan Light Chain, relying solely on one's own cultivation and the blessing of the spiritual energy of the Wuyin Immortal Sword, one can actually reach the cultivation level of Guiyuan Realm.
After performing the two sets of sword techniques, not only Mu Jingyu felt that he was still unsatisfied, but even the Wuyin Immortal Sword did not feel completely satisfied. Without waiting for Mu Jingyu's greeting, the Wuyin Immortal Sword split into three and transformed into six sword bodies. In addition, the main body held by Mu Jingyu actually had seven sword blades.
"This... this...!" Mu Jingyu exclaimed again and again, never expecting that the Wuyin Immortal Sword was actually seven swords in one! After a slight movement of thought, he used his own true energy to transform into three swords. After the combination of the two sides, there are actually ten swords surrounding the body, which is three more than the seven swords formed by Drunkard's Ten Thousand Swords Guizong!
Mu Jingyu secretly exclaimed: "With my current cultivation level, I can use the Wuyin Immortal Sword to cast ten swords. If I reach the realm of divine knowledge and transform into seven swords, wouldn't I be able to reach seven or seven?" Fourteen sword blades! That power..."
Thinking of this, Mu Jingyu didn't dare to think any more. When that time comes, with the Jiuyaoxuan Light Chain and the Wuyin Immortal Sword outside to help, and the Ten Thousand Swords returning to the sect to cooperate, even if they want to meet Elder Wu and Bei Pluto in the realm of immortality, they will still be able to fight!
Mu Jingyu was still in shock, while Mu Daocheng over there had finished meditating. First, he looked at Mu Jingyu, who was staying where he was, with surprise on his face, and then turned to look at the furnace.
After losing the Wuyin Immortal Sword, the Seven-Yuan Fantasy Stone became furious and ran rampant in the cauldron. He actually wanted to break out of the cauldron and imprison the Wuyin Immortal Sword inside again.
"That's it, Mu Jingyu, Mu Jingyu, for the sake of the drunkard, I'm here to help you!" After murmuring in a low voice, Mu Daocheng flew to the top of the furnace again.
As he waved his hands, the innate furnace fire completely invaded the furnace and was controlled remotely by Mu Daocheng, beginning to suppress the Seven-Yuan Magic Stone.
As the fire in the furnace grew stronger, the resistance of the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone gradually weakened. Thinking about it, in the previous confrontation with the Wuyin Immortal Sword, most of its spiritual energy had been consumed. Now it will face Mu Daocheng's full force, how can it still be its opponent!
After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, the Seven Yuan Fantasy Stone was forged into the shape of a scabbard. And Mu Daocheng's spiritual energy was also consumed to a great extent.
After Mu Jingyucheng recovered from his deep thoughts, he discovered the changes in the furnace. After looking in through the red light, excitement appeared on his cheeks again.
"Senior, this is... is this a scabbard forged from the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone?" He had long known the origin of the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone from Li Long. I thought that after Mu Daocheng peeled off the Wuyin Immortal Sword, the Seven-Yuan Colorful Stone would be useless, but I never expected that Mu Daocheng would make it look like a scabbard.
"Hahaha, what are you stupid boy doing? Hurry up and take the scabbard and try to see if it fits properly." Amid laughter, Mu Daocheng pushed his palms sideways, and a stream of spiritual energy poured into the cauldron. The scabbard made of the seven-yuan colorful stone flew out from it.
"Okay!" Mu Jingyu raised his wrist, and the Wuyin Immortal Sword rose up in response. After drawing a circle in the air, it was sheathed in the scabbard.
Then, he flew upwards and grabbed the sword. After waving it a few times, he laughed loudly and said: "It's suitable, it's so suitable. Thank you so much, Senior Mu!"
Mu Daocheng put away the innate furnace fire, fell in front of Mu Jingyu, and said with a smile: "This is all your own blessing, there is no need to thank me. However, I think that the immortal stone seems to have the Wuyin Immortal Sword imprisoned. That’s why you let me make it look like a scabbard. In the future, you have to be more careful when using it.”
Mu Jingyu sent out a burst of true energy, and after injecting it into the scabbard, he really felt something strange. He nodded immediately and said: "Junior, thank you senior for reminding me. However, since the Wuyin Immortal Sword broke through the stone and came out, it will not be easily imprisoned by the immortal stone."
Mu Daocheng said: "Be careful in everything and keep a guard up. There is nothing wrong."
After admonishing Mu Jingyu a few more words, Mu Daocheng continued: "Okay, we have wasted a lot of time here. Now that the immortal sword is out, let's go out quickly, so as not to miss other things."
Mu Jingyu nodded, followed Mu Daocheng, and left the underground forging room.
After arriving on the ground, they realized that the sun was almost over their heads, and they suddenly realized that it took him and Mu Daocheng more than two hours to take out the Wuyin Immortal Sword.
After returning to the previous wooden house, they found that Qin Yunchuan and the others were not inside. Mu Jingyu was startled, thinking that something happened in the valley during this period.
Mu Daocheng remained calm and led Mu Jingyu to the wooden house not far away. After opening the door, he saw Qin Yunchuan and three people staying inside. On the table in the middle, there are some food, bowls and chopsticks.
"Hahaha, I guessed it right. Zhuo Jing has already invited several young heroes here."
After hearing Mu Daocheng's voice, Qin Yunchuan and the others stood up quickly. After saluting one after another, Shen Mengdie blinked at Mu Jingyu and asked, "Brother Mu, how are you?"
Mu Jingyu patted his back, took out the Wuyin Immortal Sword and put it on the table: "With Senior Mu's help, there is still a reason for failure."
Looking at the simple and unpretentious fairy sword on the table, Qin Yunchuan and the other two people gathered around it. But no matter how you look at it, you feel that this fairy sword is very different from the Wuyin Fairy Sword that Mu Jingyu carried behind his back before.
"Is this... the Immortal Sword without Song?" Qin Yunchuan stretched out his hand to touch it for confirmation, but was afraid of being injured by it like before.
"Brother Qin, don't you believe it?" After Mu Jingyu pressed the Wuyin Immortal Sword with his palm, the powerful spiritual energy was instantly stimulated. Qin Yunchuan and the other three people gathered in front were shaken to the point of losing their balance.
"Great, congratulations to Brother Mu for getting another ancient artifact." Seeing that the Wuyin Immortal Sword was confirmed, Shen Mengdie clapped her hands happily and smiled.
"Okay, it's getting late. You must be hungry. Let's chat while eating." At this moment, a woman in her fifties or sixties came in from outside the wooden house.
