Maybe it was this spiritual tea full of Zen that aroused the pure Yang Buddha blood refined in his body, maybe it was Kun Wuya talking about Dai Yue that brought back his memories of the past. That night, his thoughts were like a dragon and a horse, and the last time he sat down was unexpectedly It's one night.
In the early morning of the next day, a ray of morning light broke through the darkness again and poked its head out from the east.
Liangchen's eyes gradually gathered light.
He watched the wisps of morning light turn into thousands of auspicious streaks shooting from the horizon. The mountains, rivers, flowers, plants and trees were all covered with a layer of pale golden light. The rising sun is getting higher and higher, the morning light is getting brighter and brighter, and finally the golden light dissipates, everything is covered with its own color, and the world is bright!
"The morning glow is no different from the sunset glow." He murmured to himself.
"But today is a new day!"
After saying this, his eyes shone a little brightly in the morning light, like twinkling stars.
In an instant, he seemed to have figured something out, and the decadent look on his body faded away, replaced by an aura that accommodated the world and the plainness of worldly affairs.
With a wave of one hand, he put Quyou's ring on his finger and instantly collected all the tea bowls and pottery pots on the table, and then walked quickly towards the front of the mountain.
After walking a few steps, he turned around and looked at the morning sun again.
"You are more beautiful!" Then he quickly walked towards the sword cave.
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An hour later.
Sword Ancestor Sword Cave.
After twelve weeks of good fortune, when the ups and downs of his thoughts gradually calmed down, he opened his mouth and spit out a purple-red fire cauldron.
The fire cauldron spun out, it was the painted halberd cauldron!
The Dharma in his mouth continued, and the tripod grew bigger and bigger, until it was almost level with Liangchen's shoulders.
As soon as the tripod was firmly seated, the two cranes in the tripod could not wait to flap their wings, one on the left and one on the right, standing on the tripod's ears.
As the two flamingos appeared, the temperature in the air instantly increased dozens of times, and the entire Sword Cave seemed to turn into a huge furnace.
The two cranes are made from the cauldron spirit of fireworks. They have been saviors in many adversities in the past.
After so many years of hard work, coupled with constant use day and night, the momentum is no longer what it used to be. Another change is that their bodies, which were originally as red as blood, are now covered with a layer of faint purple light, and the body of the painted halberd and tripod is also covered with a layer of faint purple light.
Liangchen had also thought about this strange phenomenon, and according to his speculation, it should be related to the mysterious fire bat.
After all, the mysterious fire bat has always been with the crane spirit and has a body of flames, so this change is reasonable.
As soon as the two cranes came out, they opened their mouths and sprayed into the cauldron:
"Bang! Bang!"
Two groups of purple-red flames intertwined like big snakes, instantly turning the cauldron into a sea of fire.
On a good day, the fingers are like flying, and pieces of beautiful crystal stones fly quietly into the cauldron.
Upon seeing this, the flamingo opened its mouth and sprayed out again, and the flames rose again, like a torch, spraying out about ten feet from the mouth of the cauldron. The entire sword cave was illuminated in red, and the temperature on the field increased several times again!
Under such terrifying high temperatures, pieces of crystal began to melt rapidly, turning into masses of crystal clear liquid.
Liangchen waved again, and there were more than a dozen bottles and cans in front of him. His hands were like the wind, sometimes mixing two liquids, and sometimes mixing several balls of powders of different colors. His movements were quick but natural and casual. The process was Complex yet orderly, with a harmonious rhythm that has everything under control.
The two flamingoes on the side were like children fanning fire. Every time they saw a slight drop of fireworks, they would add another shot. After half an hour of this, the crystal in the cauldron had completely melted and the impurities had been removed.
Liangchen stopped his movements, and the method changed again.
The clumps of water-like liquid began to merge slowly, and then stretched out...
It took about two sticks of incense, and a narrow garnet long sword was suspended at the mouth of the tripod.
And those dozen cups were mixed into two bottles of liquid, one dark red and one light gold.
The dark red one is the quenching beast blood, and the light golden one is the golden ink for drawing talismans.
Liangchen flicked his hands together, and the golden ink seemed to be dipped in by an invisible magic pen. It instantly turned into a very thin golden thread and shot towards the Garcinia sword.
The golden threads are like flowing clouds and flowing water, sometimes rotating and sometimes jumping. Between the flying dragons and phoenixes, the colorful rune patterns quietly appear and disappear instantly.
Another stick of incense passed.
The golden ink in the bottle was almost bottomed out, and a group of beautiful runes appeared on the last blank space of the sword. Liangchen breathed a sigh of relief and stopped his movements.
At this moment, he took out another jade box and opened it gently.
A crystal bead quietly appeared. A tiny one-horned demon wolf in the translucent crystal bead was emitting a faint yellow light, but it was a sixth-level earth-attribute demon elixir.
Liangchen waved one hand, and the crystal beads drew an arc and shot toward the sword.
"Ding!" There was a small sound, and the demon pill exploded instantly when it hit the tip of the sword!
The phantom of a khaki demonic wolf suddenly sprang out, as if it wanted to escape, but before it could even move an inch, it was grabbed by an invisible giant hand!
At the same time, the hilt of the sword suddenly lit up, revealing a six-ray formation. As the formation appeared, the hilt turned into a ball of liquid again and began to flow. However, in an instant, it had become a hollow form.
"Enchantment!" Liangchen chanted, and the phantom of the demon wolf was immediately absorbed into it and disappeared.
The next moment, the sword hilt solidified again, and looking at the tip of the hilt, a ferocious wolf head quietly emerged.
This technique is exactly that magic.
After doing all this, he looked at the sword quietly, and slowly relaxed his whole body. The sword pills in his body were quietly rotating, and the swords in the sword cave immediately responded to it. Following his rhythm, they slowly emitted sword intent in the fire cauldron. Wander around.
It's like a mother looking at her child, and like a ferry waiting for the return boat.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Suddenly his eyes flashed.
Pointing at the last bottle of red beast blood.
"puff--!"
The beast's blood poured down like a waterfall, and the blood filled the air. It was attracted by invisible force and sucked towards the sword.
It wasn't until the quenching was completed that he finally felt at ease. After sorting out the remaining scattered items, he took out a jade slip and began to meditate.
"Aoou——" I don't know how long it took, but a wolf howl sounded in the sword cave with the joy of rebirth.
Liangchen put the jade slip away, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled softly.
"Let me see the quality!"
He seemed to be talking to himself, grabbing it with one hand.
"call out--"
The narrow sword in the cauldron came with a stream of yellow light and lightning.
