Murderous intent!
It spread out, and the surroundings were awe-inspiring and cold.
The astonishing sword power roared over the sky.
"If you use force at my place, you can get away as far as you want."
A loud shout suddenly sounded like thunder, containing terrifying power that shook all directions, as if it could crush everything.
I saw an old man wearing gray Duan Gua walking towards him.
This old man must be angry and look like a lion king. His face is resolute and he is not angry. His burly body under the Duan hexagram has a bronze complexion and bulging muscles. He seems to contain astonishing power, and his violent and fiery aura fills the air.
It's like a moving volcano, ready to erupt with astonishing power at any time.
That extremely powerful Taoist rhyme was even more shocking.
Hedao realm!
This old man is in the Hedao realm, and this kind of aura is not the ordinary Hedao realm.
Combining what the other party said and the giant hammer in his hand, everyone knew that this was Master Xiao Tianzhu, the best sword-forging person in the entire Eastern Wasteland.
Such people cannot be offended easily.
Even the powerful men from the three holy lands were not willing to be enemies with Xiao Tianzhu.
After all, the other party is the first person to forge swords in the Eastern Wasteland.
You never know when you will need to ask the other person.
The First Holy Son of Tianyuan Holy Land restrained his anger and murderous intent, but the eyes staring at Chen Feng were still extremely cold, as if he wanted to cut Chen Feng into pieces.
Chen Feng looked at him without fear.
Extraordinary realm?
so what?
"I'm going to start forging swords, everyone please stay quiet."
Xiao Tianzhu hummed a few times and said, "I have a bad temper and will hit anyone who dares to speak out."
"Master Xiao, don't worry, we won't interfere in the slightest." A transcendent realm saint son of the Nangong clan immediately said with a smile and cupped his hands.
Xiao Tianzhu did not respond to the other party and directly started the fire.
The roar shook, and flames immediately burst into flames in the ten-meter-high oven. The original bronze color quickly turned red, and the weapon imprints on it also turned red, filled with an astonishingly blazing high temperature. That kind of high temperature could not be It is said that it is in the body training realm, even at the peak of the orifice training realm, it is unbearable.
However, everyone present had the lowest cultivation level in the Qi Sea realm, so they could bear it, but they still felt the heat wave.
Looking at sword making, the process is actually not that interesting.
For example, you have to wait a long time to put the spiritual material into the oven and bake it until it is completely red.
However, when the spiritual materials were taken out after being burned completely red, Xiao Tianzhu raised the giant hammer in his hand and suddenly hammered it down.
Suddenly, an astonishing sound exploded, like thunder, making people almost deaf.
Everyone stared at the scene where Xiao Tianzhu raised the giant hammer and then lowered it. The movements were repeated again and again, beating the red spiritual materials, surrounding the various spiritual materials, and hammering and forging them into one.
As they watched, some people felt bored and became careless.
Chen Feng stared, but felt an indescribable mysterious growth.
The moment Xiao Tianzhu lifted the heavy hammer and struck it down, every movement and detail seemed to contain an indescribable skill and charm, which was extremely unique.
The more you look at it, the more fascinating it becomes.
Vaguely, Chen Feng felt like he was about to figure out the mystery.
Suddenly, Xiao Tianzhu's movements stopped, and the spiritual material that had been beaten into one body almost cooled down, and was sent into the oven for calcination again.
Putting down the giant hammer, Xiao Tianzhu glanced around and immediately landed on Chen Feng.
When he saw that Chen Feng's fingers seemed to be tapping up and down, seemingly chaotic, but also seemed to contain some kind of pattern, his eyes couldn't help but condense, with a look of uncertainty. Immediately, he took a deep look at Chen Feng, as if to imprint it in his eyes.
When the long strip of spiritual material was burned red and shiny again, Xiao Tianzhu took it out again and beat it with the giant hammer again.
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.
Continue to observe and learn.
Vaguely, something was gained.
Calcined, beaten, calcined, beaten...
Xiao Tianzhu has been repeating this process, at least dozens of times, but there is no sign of it ending.
Many geniuses have already felt impatient and even regretted coming to observe sword making.
Is boring!
If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the other party and the desire to see what grade the final spirit sword was, I would have planned to leave.
Chen Feng was the only one who stared attentively without blinking.
Thump for the hundredth time.
The original long strip has been completely forged into the shape of a sword.
Xiao Tianzhu threw it with his hand, and the red sword immediately floated in mid-air, spinning.
I saw Xiao Tianzhu put down the giant hammer in his hand, and the fingers of his hands popped out one after another. It seemed that there were phantoms of talismans emerging, and they were shot towards the endlessly rotating sword.
This step is also a crucial step, called spiritual enlightenment.
When the shadow of the talisman hit the sword, it made a series of crisp and sweet sounds.
Like gold and iron, pure without any impurities.
It's like the clear sound in an empty valley. When people hear it, they can't help but feel refreshed and refreshed, and all distracting thoughts are eliminated.
The more Xiao Tianzhu pops up the shadow of the talisman, the more solemn his expression becomes. The further back he goes, the slower the speed of popping up the shadow of the talisman becomes, and it seems to be more and more difficult.
"The sixty-seventh..."
"The sixty-eighth..."
Chen Feng and everyone else counted silently.
"Sixty-nine talisman phantoms... This is already the top-notch king-grade spiritual sword..."
For a moment, everyone's eyes became hot.
In the Eastern Wasteland, king-grade spiritual weapons are rare. Basically, only those at the Hedao realm can hold them. Those below the Hedao realm often hold top-grade spiritual weapons. Of course, it is reasonable for some monsters at the Transcendent realm to possess king-grade spiritual weapons.
As for the imperial spiritual weapon, it is often only held by a few top Hedao realm people.
Even the sword held by Wang Yuandao, who was in the Hedao realm, was only a king-grade sword, but it was the top-notch king-grade sword.
Divine grade spiritual weapons are only found in the three holy places, and their numbers are extremely rare.
The judgment of the level of a spiritual weapon is also very intuitive, that is, the number of talisman shadows that are melted into the spirit when it is opened.
The number of talisman shadows that a low-grade spiritual weapon can integrate into is usually one to nine, while a low-grade spiritual weapon can incorporate ten to nineteen.
And so on.
The number of talisman phantoms that a king-level spiritual weapon can refine is sixty to sixty-nine.
The number of talisman shadows that a spirit weapon can integrate into is closely related to its own material, the skill of the forger, and the techniques and attainments of the spirit weapon. Only when all three are required can a high-grade talisman be forged. Spiritual soldier.
Xiao Tianzhu once again created a talisman shadow.
Seventy ways!
Imperial Spirit Soldier!
For a moment, everyone was shocked.
Although it was previously reported that Xiao Tianzhu's casting skills had greatly improved after seclusion and that he could cast imperial-grade spiritual weapons, the news was just news, and it was completely different from seeing it with his own eyes.
"Above Heaven"
"Imperial Spiritual Sword, this is mine." The eyes of the First Holy Son of Tianyuan Holy Land were extremely fiery.
An indescribable sword power spread from his body, entrenched around him, extremely tyrannical, and the sword hanging on his waist trembled faintly.
Chen Feng stared at the spinning sword, and his entire consciousness entered a mysterious and mysterious state.
In the sea of consciousness, the divine vessel of creation fluctuates, the word Dao is filled with rays of light, and the word sword shines brightly. It seems that there is sword energy, and the sound of the sword is melodious and cleansing.
Countless kendo insights are constantly emerging.
The speed at which Xiao Tianzhu shot out the shadow of the talisman became slower and slower.
However, the sword continued to merge into the shadow of the talisman, but the red light gradually became dim.
Once the red light completely dims, it means that the sword-making is complete.
In the end, a few talismans can be branded and smelted, just a few, and the final grade will be finalized.
Xiao Tianzhu's expression was extremely cold and solemn as he finally punched out the seventy-ninth talisman and successfully imprinted it into it.
The pinnacle of imperial products!
For a moment, everyone held their breath.
Xiao Tianzhu was about to pop up the eightieth talisman shadow.
This talisman's shadow will be related to the final grade of this spiritual sword, whether it is a top imperial grade or a divine grade.
The difference between a talisman and a shadow is a level difference.
Xiao Tianzhu's face was solemn as never before. Sweat was dripping from his forehead like crazy, and it passed through his eyes unconsciously. His eyes were glaring and bloodshot, and his face became even paler, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
The eightieth talisman's shadow condensed out.
However, the red light on the spirit sword dimmed, leaving only the last, insignificant wisp.
A feeling of loss couldn't help but arise in Xiao Tianzhu's heart.
According to the current speed, the red light on the spirit sword will completely dim before the condensed shadow of the talisman is ejected, which means that this spiritual awakening is over.
Not willing to give in!
Extremely unwilling.
Xiao Tianzhu's heart was roaring.
Creating an imperial product and creating a divine product have completely different meanings.
As long as he can create a divine sword, it means that his sword-making skills will break through the shackles and be promoted to a higher level.
If it fails this time, I don’t know when it will be able to break through the bottleneck.
Likewise, waves of disappointment and unwillingness also appeared in everyone's hearts.
Witnessing the birth of a divine spiritual sword and the birth of an imperial spiritual sword with your own eyes is definitely a different feeling and taste.
The first holy son of Tianyuan Holy Land had an ashen complexion.
He felt that he was about to lose a divine spiritual sword.
Xiao Tianzhu's face turned pale, but his eyes became dull, and the shadow of the talisman condensed on his fingers began to vibrate and was about to collapse at any time.
Instantly.
A sudden change occurred!
An extremely tyrannical force of swordsmanship suddenly erupted, rising into the sky, shocking all directions. Everyone around was knocked back more than ten meters, and their expressions changed drastically, and they were horrified.
The general trend of the sword seemed to pierce the sky, breaking some kind of limit, the power increased sharply, and the shock that filled the air became more and more astonishing.
As if affected by Chen Feng's sudden breakthrough in swordsmanship, the spirit sword that was about to stop suddenly trembled and let out a melodious sword cry. Immediately, a faint red ray like the afterglow seemed to shine back, and it instantly became stronger. When he stood up, it was like a blazing fire and the liquid flow spread across the sword body, turning it red and dazzling.
Xiao Tianzhu was startled for a moment, then came to his senses immediately, and the shadow of the talisman that had almost collapsed on his finger regrouped.
"go!"
The shadow of the talisman immediately shot through the air, landed on the spiritual sword, and was quickly melted and imprinted into it.
The redness on the sword faded at an alarming speed, completely dimming. However, the sword trembled, and the cold light shone brightly. It let out a high-pitched and clear trembling sound, and burst out with an astonishing sword power. It was unparalleled in sharpness and could cut through the sky. Unstoppable, invincible.
(Don’t worry about the protagonist jumping too many levels, because the enemies he encounters in the future will only become more and more powerful)
