The morning in Huangquan Village seemed a bit deserted because there was no Qingluan.
In addition, the woman in the white dress was not at home, so Li Xiuyuan, who transformed into Po Meng, seemed even more bored.
When he got up early, he didn't practice swordsmanship, but read for a while by the window. The sentences spoken from the mouth are the simplest enlightenment of rhythm.
Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei faces Jiangdong.
The Qingshu Palace in the world is the Guanghan Palace in the sky.
After reading for half an hour, he remembered what the woman in the white dress said to him when she left.
He got up and searched around the living room. Sure enough, there was a black iron block wrapped in black cloth under the wooden table in front of the window. It seemed extremely heavy when he got it, not much lighter than his Shura Sword.
Silently he took out his Shura Sword and stroked it gently, thinking that if he added this piece of divine iron from Under the Nine Nethers to the Shura Sword, he would have to start practicing swordsmanship all over again.
The Shura Sword already weighed three hundred kilograms. If this unknown piece of black iron was added to it, it would probably weigh at least five hundred kilograms after being recast.
If he really forged a heavy sword weighing 500 kilograms for himself, I'm afraid it would be unique in the entire Shura battlefield.
With nothing to do, he didn't know when the two girls would come back from the Nine Netherworld, so he thought about recasting the sword as the woman in the white skirt said.
With experience in Reforging in the Wilderness, this answer should be easier.
Thinking of this, he placed the casting table that had not been used for a long time at the back of the yard near the spring. After preparing all the items, he cooked a pot of meat porridge and prepared lunch.
I ate porridge and drank two cups of tea.
I went to the Wangchuan Bridge to make soup, and half way back home, I put the black sacred iron in the sword trough, lit up the dragon's fire and burned it away.
What surprised him was that it only took him less than an hour to get the piece of Heavenly Iron from his melting master Long Qingfeng in the wilderness.
But the inconspicuous black divine iron didn't start to melt until half past noon.
Calculating this, it would take him two hours just to melt this magical iron.
From this point of view, if this heavy sword weighs 500 kilograms after being recast, it is estimated that my swordsmanship, which is heavy but light, will have to practice again.
The piece of black iron in front of me is so difficult to melt. It is estimated that when the sword is completed, it will be the divine sword that the Master calls it.
He dragged a chair and sat down by the sword-making platform, looking at the blazing dragon fire, hehehe giggled.
Unexpectedly, the divine sword that no one in the Shura Realm could forge was about to come out of his hands.
He stretched out his slightly trembling fingers and stroked the heavy sword. At this moment, no one could share his feelings. When these two women came back, the heavy sword would have been forged.
As long as the heavy sword is reforged, and after the two girls find the Bianganhua on this trip, he can find a way to return to the Shura battlefield and kill everyone there.
Now, except for the two girls from Huangquan Village, probably no one can understand his mood.
Even the Phoenix Spirit who went to Damengze on the battlefield of Shura could only understand that he was anxious to recover his memory.
After resting for a while, he got up and went back to the front room, brewed another spiritual tea, and stayed for a while before returning to the backyard.
Watching the dragon's fire continue to burn, watching the black iron gradually melting, he gently stroked the Shura heavy sword and sighed.
He murmured, "Brother Sword Spirit, my recasting is for your own good. Don't you abandon me?"
The heavy sword made a clear sound of "Buzz!" as if in response to his request.
After stroking the sword for a moment, he finally sent the heavy sword into the dragon's flames, and then watched a burst of flames rise...
Then he watched the melted black iron slowly wrap the epee...
After just waiting for a quarter of an hour, he took out the sword embryo with iron pliers, swung the hammer and slammed it down on the sword-making platform...
Thousands of times tempered
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, definitely not enough.
Back when he was in the wild Wolong Mountain, he had dropped tens of thousands of hammers, but the reforged sword in front of him was much heavier than before.
Moreover, the added divine iron is also different. Without more than 100,000 forging, it is unlikely that the sword shape will be polished.
One dull sound after another echoed in the small courtyard, and he was sweating profusely.
As the hammer in his hand resounded, he concentrated his energy and felt as if he had become one with the hammer in his hand.
After a while, I found the same feeling I had when I was forging swords in Wolong Mountain.
The body is a sword, and the heaven and earth are hammers.
The transformation of divine objects requires humans.
Refining the body to make things, refining things to take shape.
Putting the soul into the sword, it looks like madness.
A hundred times...
A thousand times...
Ten thousand times...
Finally, exhausted, he collapsed on the chair beside the sword-making platform and gasped for air.
He carried the bucket and poured cold spring water on the sword embryo on the sword-making platform. He heard a boom and a wave of heat rushed up.
He waved his hand to dissipate the heat, looked down at the sword embryo in his hand, and instantly turned it into a black iron rod.
The black sword embryo is covered with hammer marks of varying sizes.
"This sacred iron is indeed a treasure. It will be even sharper when mixed with the Shura sword!" He muttered feebly, placed the sword embryo on the sword-making platform, carried the bucket, and walked to the edge of the spring.
"I'm exhausted. Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed." While washing, he looked up at the sky. After less than two hours of rest, he still had to go on duty on the bridge.
He had a feeling of emptiness, which was completely different from the feeling when he recast the Prajna Sword before.
Fortunately, his physical body has faded, otherwise it would be like a dream to forge a perfect epee.
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Back in the house, I lay on the bed and looked out the window at the flying flowers. I thought it was spring when I came to Wangchuan. Will I have to wait until it snows before I can go back?
Next, before the second daughter comes back, we need to carefully plan our daily practice.
In the morning, I spent an hour going to the back mountain to pick spiritual herbs, and another hour going to the bridge to make soup, and then come back for lunch.
In the afternoon, I spent two hours recasting the Shura Sword, leaving some energy to read. In the evening, I had to go to the bridge to watch the sentient beings crossing the bridge.
After making this arrangement, he suddenly felt that he had no free time every day. Apart from the fact that he still had a lot of spiritual herbs to make soup in the next few days, he would have to go to the mountains to pick the magical herbs and elixirs in a few days.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh a few times. Practicing without pressure will indeed make people lazier and lazier.
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However, after the Phoenix Spirit returned to Damengze with Xiao Long'er and the other two, Nangong Ruyu and the Phoenix Spirit asked about Li Xiuyuan's situation. Xiao Qing pulled Xiao Long'er aside, and the two of them whispered.
Phoenix Spirit looked at Nangong Ruyu and sighed: "He has already reached the Forgotten River. No matter how good I am, I can't see everything there."
Nangong Ruyu looked at her and sighed, and said: "Master came to the Shura battlefield just to recover his memory. He never thought that he would be forced to leave the Shura battlefield by his senior..."
Phoenix Spirit was stunned and stared at her speechlessly.
"Sister, you don't have to worry about your brother. Only your brother can leave the entire Shura battlefield. Even Sister Phoenix is helpless." Xiao Long'er, who was chatting with Xiao Qing, raised his head and looked at her and said.
Phoenix Spirit nodded, looked at the two of them and said, "Fortunately, he didn't break through to the cave, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to let him take this risk."
Nangong Ruyu was about to ask about her master, but when Xiao Qing and Xiao Longer interrupted her, she couldn't help but glare at the two girls.
"Senior, what do you mean? Are you saying that if my master broke through to the cave before, he would not be able to get out?"
After speaking, he looked at Xiao Long'er and said: "Xiao Long'er didn't say that you want to practice
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What? All this has passed, and I haven't seen any movement from you? "
"I'm waiting for Sister Fenghuang." Xiao Longer looked at her coming with Fenghuang and replied with a small mouth.
"I'm afraid that if he breaks through to the cave sky, he will never be able to get in again!" Phoenix Spirit replied: "You two have had enough fun, let's start tomorrow. I will prepare the elixir for you." alright!"
"So that's the case. It seems to be God's will. Master, he has never been in a hurry to break through. It turns out that he was waiting to find the elixir for his seniors. What do I mean..."
After Nangong Ruyu finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Long'er and said with a smile: "Xiao Long'er, will you grow up if you practice again?"
"I didn't know, I have to wait until Xiao Long'er wakes up!"
Xiao Long'er stared at the Phoenix Spirit with wide eyes and a confused look on his face and asked: "Sister Phoenix, will Xiao Long'er have to sleep for a long time this time? Will I starve?"
Xiao Qing curled her lips and said with a smile: "Xiao Long'er, you are just a little pig, you know how to eat when it's late."
Phoenix Spirit watched the conversation between the three women, shook his head and said: "From tomorrow on, the three of you will have to practice together. I hope you can complete your respective nirvana and evolution before Li Xiuyuan comes back."
After speaking, he glanced at Nangong Ruyu again.
He held her hand and said seriously: "Don't forget, you have to complete the first round of Phoenix Nirvana. This is the most troublesome and dangerous thing. You have to be more careful..."
Xiao Longer also nodded vigorously, looked at Nangong Ruyu and said: "Sister, what you said makes sense. Sister, you have to be careful. Don't miss your brother..."
The four of them deliberated for a long time and finally decided to start practicing from tomorrow and not play any more.
Nangong Ruyu looked at the Phoenix Spirit and then at Xiao Qing. After holding it in for a long time, she asked softly: "Senior, will I be in danger this time... just in case... .You can save my life.”
Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment.
Xiao Longer was also stunned.
The Phoenix Spirit laughed, pointed to the cave not far away and said, "Did you see it? It's very big there. I'll keep a lookout for you outside. You'll be safe."
After saying that, she stood up and walked to the lake to find something to eat.
Nangong Ruyu quickly followed, and the two of them walked to the lake one after another.
"What the hell are the second and eldest sisters doing? Do you have anything to say to Sister Phoenix that you can't say here?" Xiao Long'er was obviously a little angry.
Xiao Qing smiled and said: "Don't you see that my eldest sister is extremely anxious these days? She is looking forward to the beginning of Nirvana every day. She must be a little scared. She wants her seniors to teach her."
Xiao Long'er thought for a while, clapped his hands and said, "It's better not to know about such a troublesome matter, Xiao Long'er. If you know, you won't be able to help."
Xiao Qing lowered her head and thought, it was the same reason, so she stopped worrying.
Instead, he looked at Xiao Long'er and said, "I'm thinking the same thing as the eldest sister. Xiao Long, will you grow up if you evolve this time? You can't always be like this, right?"
Xiao Longer obviously didn't expect that Xiao Qing would also care about this matter.
His face turned red and he replied softly: "Sister Fenghuang doesn't seem to be able to help Xiao Longer much with this matter. I have to wait for my brother to come back and ask him."
Xiaoqing couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
Xiao Long'er stretched out his hand and took Xiao Qing's arm, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Xiao Long'er is not in a hurry anyway. My brother told me that he will find a way for me."
Even though the three of them came to Damengze and saw that they were about to complete the third evolution of Shenlong, Xiao Longer still didn't want to reveal his life experience.
Xiaoqing was startled, then reached out and nodded her little head and said: "Third sister, why are you not in a hurry at all, causing me and the eldest sister to worry about you every day? No, I will eat more pieces of meat in a while... ..."
After speaking, he glared at Xiao Longer.
Xiao Long'er laughed, touched his head and said with a smile: "We all need to eat a little full, otherwise Xiao Long'er will wake up hungry in his dreams."
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