In the blink of an eye, half a day has passed. During this time, Dao Hai has been drawing runes with the brush, and occasionally took out something from his storage bag and sprinkled it on it.
Although Li Zhe still couldn't tell what Dao Hai was doing, during this period of time, thanks to the temperature bonus of the lava pool, the ball of iron slurry gradually solidified.
At this moment, Dao Hai suddenly raised his hand, took out the Jinghong Sword Pill from his storage bag, and put the writing brush in at the same time.
The moment Jinghong Jianwan came out, it sent out a sword intention. This sword intention seemed to be attracted to the ball of iron slurry. In just an instant, the iron slurry directly wrapped Jinghong Jianwan. in.
The entire ball of iron slurry also turned into a round ball after surrounding the Jinghong Sword Pill.
Seeing this scene, Dao Hai nodded slightly, turned around, and said in a deep voice to Li Zhe: "Come, use your sword energy to hit this iron slurry. The stronger the attack, the better."
Listening to Dao Hai's words, Li Zhe nodded slightly. The spiritual power in his hand instantly condensed, directly connecting to the small world of the spiritual sword fairy. With a sword, the sword intent in the sky was directed towards the iron slurry. Shoot away.
Ding!
In an instant, there was just a crisp sound, and all the sword intent was absorbed by the iron slurry.
Li Zhe blinked in surprise. You must know that the blow just now required even the Nascent Soul realm to avoid its sharp edge, but the iron slurry was absorbed as if nothing happened!
"continue."
Dao Hai nodded, moved aside, and said to Li Zhe.
After all, it was his own magic weapon. Li Zhe naturally had enough patience, and he immediately began to hit the iron slurry with his sword intent.
Time passed slowly, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the spiritual power in Li Zhe's body had probably been drained away!
And in the small world of the Spiritual Sword Immortal, nearly half of the vast sea of sword energy was consumed in this hour!
However, after so much tempering with the sword, the ball of iron slurry has changed from a round shape to a flat shape, and it seems that it is about to take shape.
At the moment, Li Zhe was too lazy to worry about it anymore. He raised his hand and took out a Qi Recovery Pill from his storage bag and put it directly into his mouth.
In an instant, the Qi Hui Dan turned into a warm current and rushed directly towards Li Zhe's Dantian. Immediately afterwards, bursts of spiritual power were continuously generated in Li Zhe's body.
Li Zhe breathed a long sigh of relief, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and another spiritual sword fell into his hand...
"call……"
Li Zhe took a sharp breath and sat on the ground instantly, with no strength left in his body.
Now, the spiritual power he had replenished through the Qi Recovery Pill has been used up again, and the originally vast sword intention in the small world of the Spiritual Sword Immortal has also been used up.
"After six hours of training... I don't know what it will be like."
Dao Hai stood quietly, looking at the ball of iron slurry in front of him, and murmured in a low voice.
Perhaps, it can no longer be called iron slurry. Now, after being tempered by countless swords, this ball of iron slurry has completely condensed into the shape of a long sword.
But now, the surface of the long sword is covered with a thick layer of sword light, making it impossible to see clearly what's going on.
Dao Hai narrowed his eyes, turned around, looked at Li Zhe, and whispered: "It has basically been recast, but now it seems that there is a shortcoming."
"What shortcomings?"
Li Zhe frowned slightly and looked at Dao Hai.
Hearing this, Dao Hai chuckled, pointed to the sword wrapped in sword intent, and whispered: "It seems that there is already a weapon spirit in this sword, and it needs blood to identify its owner. In other words, no one else can use this sword before you die."
"Haha, is this considered a shortcoming?"
Listening to Dao Hai's words, Li Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly.
Immediately, he crossed his legs on the spot and began to recover quickly. In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed, ten times the time of the Jade Ping Space. Now Li Zhe has returned to his peak condition again.
He slowly stood up and walked towards the sword group.
The moment he walked in front of the sword group, Li Zhe felt a piercing sword intent stabbing him.
It felt like if he took one more step forward, he would be killed by the shocking sword intent.
Li Zhe frowned slightly and said quietly: "I am your master!"
After saying that, Li Zhe raised a hand, and with a movement of his mind, a burst of spiritual power directly stabbed his finger. In an instant, a drop of blood dripped directly from Li Zhe's finger.
boom!
In an instant, a burst of monstrous sword intent poured out directly from the sword group, and in just an instant, it filled the entire room!
Dao Hai's expression froze slightly, he quickly raised his hand and took out a dark hammer directly from his storage bag.
The moment the hammer appeared, an inexplicable pressure instantly emerged, forcibly confining the sword intent to this room.
At this moment, the light on the sword group flashed, and the sword intent light covering it exploded instantly, and then, Li Zhe saw the original appearance of the sword.
This sword is about the same length as the previous spell-breaking iron sword, but now it has a scabbard. The scabbard is entirely silver with obscure patterns on it, and the hilt is like a spell-breaking iron sword. Still black.
But now, even though it is covered by the scabbard, the sword is still emitting bursts of sword intent, giving people a faint sense of edge.
It was at this time that Li Zhe felt his heart move, and he had a vague connection with this sword.
He took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and grasped the hilt of the sword.
The moment Li Zhe's hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the entire sword flashed with light. Then, the astonishing sword intent dissipated, and it seemed that it had turned into an ordinary long sword.
Li Zhechen took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard, and then pulled out the sword with his other hand.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, a sword energy shot directly forward. There was a roar, and a huge gap appeared on the stone wall in front of Li Zhe!
"Such a strong sword intent..."
Li Zhe murmured in a low voice, gently released the sword, and inserted the sword into the scabbard again.
The scabbard acted like a seal. The moment the sword was sheathed, the astonishing feeling dissipated instantly.
Li Zhe nodded with satisfaction, then held the sword, turned back to look at Dao Hai, and said softly: "This sword is indeed good, what is its name?"
Dao Hai smiled softly and said to Li Zhe: "Ask me, it would be better to ask the sword spirit of this sword."
Hearing Dao Hai's words, Li Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then he closed his eyes tightly, and his spiritual thoughts directly penetrated into the sword body.
In an instant, Li Zhe discovered that there was an extremely weak spiritual consciousness within the sword body. The feeling was not much different from that of Diao Bao Boy, but Li Zhe could feel it. If this spiritual consciousness grows, To a certain extent, it is definitely much scarier than the treasure-fishing boy!
"May I have your name?"
Li Zhe took a deep breath and sent a message in the direction of the sword spirit.
"Shocked...broken..."
After a while, the sword spirit slowly responded to Li Zhe.
Listening to Sword Spirit's reply, Li Zhe raised the corner of his mouth and murmured: "As expected of him who smelted the Jinghong Jianwan and the Magic-Breaking Iron Sword, and the name has been passed down to him."
At that moment, Li Zhe waved his hand, pulled off the scabbard of the low-level spiritual sword that he had been carrying on his back, and threw it into his storage bag.
In the beginning, Li Zhe found such an ordinary scabbard to hold the sword because the spell-breaking iron sword could not be put into the storage bag. Now, there is no need for it.
"This sword is close to the threshold of a real weapon, but it will take a long time and opportunity to cross this threshold."
At this moment, Diao Bao Boy also whispered in Li Zhe's mind.
Hearing this, Li Zhe took a deep breath and nodded. No matter what, this sword now makes Li Zhe very satisfied.
Moreover, this is a killing magic weapon, close to the threshold of a real weapon, and its quality has exceeded that of most monks' combat magic weapons!
Li Zhe can be sure that his Jingpo sword is enough to make even the masters in the Zifu realm covet it!
Immediately, Li Zhe chuckled and put the Jingpo sword into his storage bag.
Seeing Li Zhe's appearance, Dao Haicai smiled and said, "It seems that you should be very satisfied."
Hearing this, Li Zhe smiled and nodded, and praised Dao Hai unabashedly: "I thought your talent in casting was already very strong, but now it seems that it is much better than I imagined. !”
Hearing Li Zhe praise his casting ability, Dao Hai nodded slightly proudly, and then said to Li Zhe: "Okay, now, there is only one thing left to get."
Listening to Dao Hai's words, Li Zhe also nodded, feeling a little expectant in his heart.
The next thing that needs to be modified is naturally his own purple jade garment.
As long as the Purple Spirit Jade Clothes can be repaired successfully, there is hope for him to return to his old world!
Immediately, Dao Hai took steps and walked to the front of the group of purple jade. Looking at the mountain-like purple jade, he fell into silence for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
Li Zhe walked to Dao Hai's side and asked doubtfully.
Hearing this, Dao Hai shook his head slightly and said softly: "Purple Ling Jade is extremely difficult to smelt, and it has the ability to isolate spiritual power. It may be difficult to smelt this Purple Ling Jade to a usable level. "
