Then Yunli also stretched out her hand and pulled it on the other side of the sword. The drop of gold liquid in the sword was drawn by her blood. Taking this opportunity, crimson flames rose up in her hand, further smelting the gold liquid and tempering it. Blade.
Under the double high temperature of the golden liquid and crimson flames, Moli Sword kept buzzing and trembling. She said softly: "Little cutie, don't be afraid, my sister will not let you destroy it."
Wei Lin's mouth twitched and he was speechless: "This is a sword. I don't understand what you are saying."
Yes, Yunli looked at him and said, "You are its master, and it will definitely listen to you. You come to comfort it."
Wei Lin rolled his eyes at her, as if he had raised a child, and shook his head. He held the hilt of the sword, his mind sank into Mo Li Sword, and conveyed his thoughts to Mo Li Jian.
After all, it was the sword he had used for many years, and Li Qiye still trusted him. After a while, although the blade was still buzzing, it no longer trembled.
Yunli made a move with her hand, and all the gold liquid in the Huanshi Ling flew over. Under her guidance, it turned into a golden thread that spread from the tip of the sword to the hilt. Then she played mysterious runes one after another, and the The golden thread is sealed in Moli Sword.
Looking at Wei Lin's confused eyes, she explained: "The gold liquid has too much energy, and absorbing it at once will destroy Mo Li. For the time being, we will smelt this drop first, and seal the rest in the sword body first, and slowly absorb it." .”
After speaking, she took a deep breath and held the sword blade with both hands, "Now we must completely smelt this drop of gold liquid into the sword body."
Complex spells were formed under her hands one after another and fell on the sword. At the same time, she tried to melt her spiritual thoughts into the golden liquid and Moli Sword to establish a connection between the two.
must succeed, must succeed
She kept chanting silently in her heart. Under the influence of blood, crimson fire and spiritual thoughts, the golden liquid slowly became docile and no longer resisted integrating into Mo Li's sword body. Mo Li was no longer afraid of the golden liquid, and the golden liquid separated into strands. , seeping into the sword body bit by bit.
At this time, a layer of blue suddenly appeared on Mo Li's sword, covering the sword body. There seemed to be a subtle connection between the blue and the golden liquid. With its appearance, the barrier between the golden liquid and Mo Li disappeared completely. It melted into the sword body in an instant.
what is this?
Yunli was stunned for a moment, and then found that the gold liquid had been completely integrated into the sword. He didn't care to figure out the reason at the moment, and concentrated on controlling the crimson flame to temper the sword body over and over again.
The Moli Sword was already a finished product. Zhenren Zhang had polished it again after adding other materials, and the blade was even more perfect. Now there was no need to hammer it. After completing the last tempering, the crimson flames disappeared into her palms.
She tilted her head and smiled broadly: "Done!"
The sword body is like autumn water. Compared with before, it no longer exudes a cold and cold light, but has a restrained edge. A faint golden line in the center spreads from the sword grid to the tip of the sword, adding a bit of warmth to the cold sword.
Yunli wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Although it is only a middle-grade heaven-level magic weapon now, after absorbing the remaining gold liquid, not to mention treasures and Taoist weapons, even higher-level magic weapons will be very useful." possible!"
Ling Yu only absorbed a small drop of the melted gold liquid, less than one percent, and it changed from a mysterious-level magic weapon to a mid-level heaven-level magic weapon. It was okay to absorb the other gold liquid!
Wei Lin stared at Mo Li with burning eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red. This was his sword, and it was also a heaven-level magic weapon. It was no worse than Zhaoying. Although he had not yet performed the natal magic weapon sacrifice, he could feel it. Mo Lijian's joy and intimacy.
Yunli urged: "Start the sacrifice quickly, it's almost dawn."
Now that it has been smelted, they must leave before Master Zhang comes back. Otherwise, how can they explain that the feathers that have remained unchanged for seven months not only melted overnight, but also melted into the sword body and was perfectly recast.
Wei Lin raised his hand and brushed the long sword. The sword buzzed and the blue light flashed, seeming to respond to his caress. He no longer hesitated, and the sacrificial techniques fell from his hand into Mo Li's sword. .
After that day, for a long time, he unconsciously went through this set of sacrificial refining techniques in his mind every day. When he encountered a magical weapon, no matter what grade it was, he subconsciously tried it, but not once. Succeeded.
After repeated failures, he was completely heartbroken. He thought he would never be able to use this set of sacrificial techniques again in this life. He even thought about becoming a pure cultivator, but it turned out that the sword that belonged to him was always by his side. It was just like him, but it hadn't grown up yet.
Moli Jian seemed to feel his mood, the hilt of the sword was slightly warm, as if to comfort him.
After the first stage of the sacrificial refining technique was completed, he forced out the essence, blood, and spiritual consciousness, and integrated them into the Moli Sword. The Moli Sword was like rain after a long drought, the sword's body shone even brighter, and a deep desire came from the sword. Come.
He raised the corners of his lips and without hesitation forced out a few more drops of essence and blood. Mo Lijian was even more excited, and the sound of Qingyue's sword resounded through the sword furnace.
A sword boy on the upper floor noticed the movement here and wanted to come down to check.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yunli passed by with a gust of wind, blocked the steps going down around the corner, and said to the sword boys who were coming: "The weapon refiners on this floor are not here, what do you want?"
"It's you." A sword boy who lived in the yard next to theirs recognized her and asked, "We heard the sound of swords ringing above, but what happened below?"
Yunli denied it flatly: "No."
A male cultivator next to her pointed at the flickering light behind her: "Is this okay?"
Yunli glanced at him sideways, as if he was a fool: "This is a weapon refining furnace. The fire is different at any time, and the light changes are normal."
The light behind them changed more quickly, and the light became more intense. The dazzling blue light almost illuminated the entire bottom floor. Several people showed eagerness in their eyes and said forcefully: "Get out of the way, we have to go in and check. You two are on the bottom floor. Who knows if you are stealing some good materials for your own personal gain!"
"Hey, hey! You still want to force your way in!"
Yunli took out the heavy sword from the storage bag and stuck it on the steps. Dalala stood in the middle of the road and said fiercely: "I want to see which grandson can break through this Taoist nun today!"
She is so capable, even a bunch of small Qi practitioners dare to scream in front of her!
These people are all sword boys. They don’t have the ability to make swords, but they still have some discerning eyesight. They can immediately tell that the sword in her hand is not light. The other materials are not clear. The sword is thick with weak water mithril. They all knew each other, and their expressions changed. It was really hard for someone to be a swordsman at the bottom for so long.
The sword boy with the highest level of cultivation among the people frowned: "Why are you scolding people?"
Yunli sneered: "Swearing? Ha, I still want to hit people, do you want to try it?"
As she said that, she raised the heavy sword and turned around, and the air flow she brought was directed towards everyone. The sword boys all retreated, intending to retreat. If nothing else, just with this heavy sword, not one of them could is her opponent.
Seeing their intention to retreat, Yunli continued: "How can you enter the refining room on our floor just by asking? When will the sword boy be able to break out of the door!"
As soon as these words came out, those sword boys did not dare to go in to check, no matter how reluctant they were. The sword furnace had clear regulations that sword boys could only move in the area they were responsible for. If these sword boys were allowed to run around, they would be lost. It’s unclear what materials and items are responsible for.
Watching the group of sword boys leave, Yunli placed a restraint on the steps before turning around.
Wei Lin's sacrifice came to an end. After pouring in the last drop of his heart's blood, he began to enter the magic formula again. An hour later, his heart's blood and consciousness were completely integrated into the Moli Sword.
At the moment when it was finally completed, the blue color on Mo Li's sword became more and more intense, rising straight into the sky. A brilliant force of heaven passed through the rocks and locked on Mo Li's sword. Wei Lin's heart beat wildly, like a light on his back.
"No, Moli Sword caused a thunderstorm!"
Yunli exclaimed, and then he found that a small object on the forging platform was about to be shaken from the top, and then the ground under his feet was shaking. What was even more frightening was that the central furnace also began to shake, and the magma fire inside began to collide with the furnace wall. .
"Get out quickly!" Yunli shouted, turning around to find that Wei Lin had already turned into an afterimage and ran outside.
All the way to immortality
