Wandong didn't know what Mu Tiannan was thinking at this time. His whole body and mind had already entered a state of selflessness. The sword-making skills of Xuantian Mingshen were displayed by Wandong with his attainments in the Shinto realm, making him feel even more mysterious and at the same time more attuned to his will.
Wandong likes this state, like the Creator, controlling everything! This feeling was felt by Wan Dong when he first mastered the art of sword-making, but it was not as strong as it is now. Especially when he saw the indestructible Lieyang Stone melting bit by bit in the burning fire of Tao Qi, Wandong felt an inexplicable excitement surge in his heart.
In such a state, time seems to no longer exist. In the blink of an eye, it is already one day and one night! Mu Tiannan just stared at it all day and night without blinking, but he didn't feel any boredom or tastelessness at all.
At first, Mu Tiannan only felt the fire of Tao Qi condensed by Wan Dong, which was extremely hot and extremely high. But gradually, Mu Tiannan felt the power of law from it. This shocked Mu Tiannan, and at the same time he began to study Wandong's sword-making skills seriously. In the end, he became addicted.
After a day and night of smelting, the Lieyang Stone finally turned into a ball of brilliant liquid. The beautiful luster and touching form made Mu Tiannan's heart tremble. Before Mu Tiannan could observe carefully, a strange purple flame jumped up from the molten Sun Stone, accompanied by a crackling sound. Mu Tiannan knew that Wandong was further removing impurities from the Lieyang Stone.
But based on Mu Tiannan's experience, this step should be carried out in the sword-making furnace. Combining the fire of Tao Qi with various mysterious fires created by nature, and supplemented by the spirituality of the sword-making furnace itself, it is often possible to save nearly half of the swordsmith's effort. But Wandong's luck was that he didn't use the mysterious fire of heaven and earth and the sword-making furnace at all. He only used the fire of Tao Qi, and there was no pause in the middle. It was done in one go, which really made Mu Tiannan a little worried.
Once Wandong consumes too much and loses his remaining power, everything will be in vain, and it will also pose a great threat to Wandong himself. But after looking at it for a while, Mu Tiannan was completely relieved. Wandong's expression was as relaxed and relaxed as usual. There wasn't even a drop of sweat on his forehead. There was no trace of his weakness. sign
Although Mu Tiannan relaxed his mind, at the same time he became more and more curious about Wandong's sword-making skills. And the excitement and hope contained in his eyes, which I don’t know why, became more and more intense!
Removing impurities from the sword's material is no easier than melting it. Especially the impurities that exist in Lieyang Stone are not comparable to ordinary impurities. Wandong's smelting took another day and night!
After two days and two nights of fighting, Wandong finally showed a hint of exhaustion between his brows.
To be honest, such trouble was beyond Wandong's expectation. Even though the Lieyang Stone is extremely hard, it doesn't take two days and two nights to reach Wandong's current level of cultivation at the Shinto realm. What's more, even after two days and two nights, the Lieyang Stone still did not reach the level of purity Wandong wanted. There was still a walnut-shaped black impurity in it. No matter how Wandong drove the Tao Qi fire, he could never get it out. Refining.
What surprised Wan Dong even more was that as the Dao Qi Fire continued to activate, the walnut-shaped black impurities began to erupt into streams of fire. Although it was not very strong, it was extremely obvious under the cover of the Dao Qi Fire. Black light. This light is filled with a lot of strength, constantly resisting, and even driving away the Tao Qi fire that approaches it.
"What's going on?" Wandong couldn't help but feel confused. He had never encountered such a situation before.
"Yao Ting, stop it!" Just when Wan Dong was confused, Mu Tiannan suddenly shouted, with deep shock clearly in his voice.
Wan Dong looked up at him in confusion, and saw Mu Tiannan's eyes, as if possessed by evil spirits, staring at the walnut-shaped black impurities, refusing to look away for a moment.
"Mr. Mu, what on earth is this? The fire of my Tao Qi can't be transformed even through refining." Wan Dong knew that Mu Tiannan must have seen the origin of this black impurity, and asked hurriedly.
Mu Tiannan was so excited that his white hair was trembling, and said, "Yao Ting, this... this is probably the sword soul!"
"Sword soul?" Wan Dong was not very unfamiliar with this point. It was mentioned in Xuantian Mingshen's sword-making skills.
Any weapon that can be called a magic weapon is made of the finest metals that are born and raised in the earth. This kind of metal is no longer comparable to ordinary metals. It has a certain spirituality in itself. It's just that this kind of spirituality is no better than the intelligence of humans and fairy animals. Most of the time, it is in a state of chaos and disorder. But this state is by no means fixed. In both cases, there is a very low probability that this chaotic and disordered spirituality can be brought into order and condensed into a sword soul.
One situation is during the casting process! This depends on the skill of the swordsmith and how much effort was spent in the casting process. Whether or not the forged magic weapon has spirituality, or how spiritual it is, is often the first criterion for judging a swordsmith's sword-making skills!
Another situation is that after the casting is completed, the magic weapon meets certain circumstances and conditions during use, and there is a considerable chance that the sword soul can be generated. For example, as everyone knows, if a magic weapon kills too many people, it will often become extremely sharp and murderous. This is what happens when the magic weapon becomes a sword soul after being fed on human blood!
However, the chances of both situations are very low. Even in the Dao Sect World, there are few magic weapons that can generate sword souls. But once the sword soul is generated, the quality of the divine weapon will immediately undergo earth-shaking changes. In the world of Taoist weapons, it seems that there is no magic weapon that contains a sword soul!
In the memory of Xuantian Great Mingshen, Xuantian Great Mingshen had never forged a magic weapon with a sword soul before he ascended to the Immortal Court. Compared to Xuantian Great Mingshen, Wandong's sword-making skills were at best half-baked. To say that he can forge a magic weapon with a sword soul, I am afraid that even he himself does not believe it. What's more, Wandong has just reached the step of refining the molten liquid, and it's still too early for him to become a magic weapon. Even if he can generate a sword soul, it shouldn't be at this time.
"Could it be that the sword soul is hidden in that piece of blazing sun stone?" Wan Dong's mind moved, and he looked at Mu Tiannan nervously. Mu Tiannan nodded heavily at him, obviously the two of them thought of going together.
"Brother Xiao, my luck is too good, isn't it?" Wan Dong couldn't help raising his eyebrows and laughing.
"Don't worry about it yet. In my opinion, this sword soul is just a remnant soul, not complete. If one of them is not handled well, it will be wiped out in ashes, which will make you want to cry without tears!" Mu Tiannan's words immediately changed Wan Dong's expression. He became solemn.
The Blazing Sun Stone that Xiao Lang found should be the fragments of some kind of divine weapon, so it contained part of the incomplete sword soul. If you are not careful, as Mu Tiannan said, the remaining soul will disappear and the joy will be in vain!
Wan Dong originally wanted to use the fire of Tao Qi to refine it, but now he no longer dared to do so. Not only did he not dare, he also hurriedly released a stream of Qi, carefully wrapping it up and protecting it tightly!
The sword-making process was not very fast to begin with, but it slowed down even more due to the discovery of the sword soul.
One day, two days, three days... In the blink of an eye, three more days passed.
In the five days before and after, Xiao Lang didn't know how many times he wandered outside the sword-making room. Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou were like two generals, guarding the door of the sword-making room, making Xiao Lang scratch his head anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.
"Are you out yet?" Xiao Lang's voice came over before he could see his figure.
Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads. Now every time Xiao Lang appears, it means torture to them. If there are different realms between stalking and bullying, then Xiao Lang is definitely in the Holy Soul realm!
"Didn't he take Xingxiu Pill? Why did he come back so soon?" Ling Feichou asked strangely.
Before Ling Tianhou could answer, Xiao Lang flew over like a falcon. After several days of nursing, Xiao Lang's injuries have recovered. Not only that, Xiao Lang also took the opportunity to take Xingxiu Pill. At this time, he had completely changed his body and looked even more heroic than before!
Unlike Luo Xiao and the others, Xiao Lang no longer deliberately suppressed his cultivation after taking the Xingxiu Pill. Instead, he relied on the reborn power of the Xingxiu Pill to break through bottlenecks one after another, and his cultivation level was directly upgraded from the elementary level of Tiange to Peak of Tiange!
If he were to face Jiu Wu Chong at this moment, even if he was unarmed, Xiao Lang would be able to beat him until he couldn't take care of himself!
Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou obviously saw Xiao Lang's huge change. Although they were amazed, they were not very surprised. With Wandong and Wang Yangde in front, it is estimated that nothing in this world can surprise them.
"What a great boy, you've made so much progress after just one day of not seeing each other, that's amazing!"
Ling Tianhou gave Xiao Lang a thumbs up and said.
Xiao Lang waved his hand, without even saying a polite word, and asked straight away: "It's been five days, why haven't Yao Ting and Mr. Mu come out yet?"
To be honest, they were not too excited a few days ago, but on the fifth day, Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou began to feel a little worried. Sword making, like alchemy, also involves risks. If something goes wrong, the sword is not made, but the person is gone. It has happened.
"Stop blocking me, quickly, let me in!"
Seeing Ling Tianhou and Ling Feichou's expressions like this, Xiao Lang, who was already anxious, couldn't hold himself back any longer and raised his legs to rush into the sword-making room.
Ling Feichou hurriedly stopped him and said, "You kid is crazy! Have you forgotten what Mr. Mu said? If you make him angry, watch your butt!"
"But..." Xiao Lang wanted to say something, but he was afraid of Mu Tiannan's majesty and opened and closed his mouth several times.
"Third brother, to be honest, I'm a little worried too! Although the Sun Stone is difficult to get, it won't take five days. Will something happen inside?" What Xiao Lang didn't say, it was Ling Tianhou who said it. (To be continued)