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"Hongmeng has ancient times, and created man by opening the sky. The ancient times have iron, and the name is stars. There are gods in the void, and the broken bones become soldiers. The gods have emperors, and they live forever without death. When you worship the emperor, you will know his grandson, and his body will be transformed into trillions. , the body accepts the common people. The eyes are like the sun and the moon, and the breath is like thunder. The broken ring wakes up from the dream, and all the worlds sink..."
In the refining room of the Sifan Palace, Ning Fan was cross-legged in front of the metallurgical furnace, holding the Severing Sword in his hand, recalling a fragmented scripture in the memories of Chaos Ancient.
"Dao Jing"... Rumor has it that it is the scripture created by the creation of human beings passed down by the Taikoo Immortal Emperor. In the incomplete memory of the ancient times, only such a small paragraph is recorded.
This short piece of "Dao Jing" records the history of the ancient times, and one of the sentences mentions the stars of the ancient times.
The weapons and magic weapons cast by the ancient stars cannot be controlled by non-gods and demons. Although there are only some shards of stars in the Zhanli Sword, in terms of value, it is difficult to find a second piece in the entire rain world!
The only thing that made Ning Fan dissatisfied was Si Wuxie's artifact refining technique, which was too clumsy and had too many impurities to suppress the mystery of the ancient stars.
Ning Fan's eyes were clear and clear, but when he opened and closed, he revealed the vicissitudes of the ages. His eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to talk about the flaws of Zhan Li, and see through them all.
The Blade of Gengjin, the Edge of Thunder and Silver, the Body of Kungang... This sword has been used for a lot of rare immortal mines. With the blessing of many immortal mines, the grade has reached the top grade, and it can be called a famous sword. But in the end, it can only be regarded as a famous sword. After losing the magic of the ancient stars, it has no chance to become a divine sword.
"Impurities must be removed. Except for Gengjin, Leiyin, and Kungang, all other immortal ores must be extracted..."
Ning Fan flicked his fingers, and the severing sword turned into a cold light and flew into the fire.
This fire, but the fire of the earth veins, is not strong. It will take at least a few months to cast and slash away such divine weapons.
For several months, Ning Fan was not in that mood, waiting so long.
He snorted and snorted, yin and yang fire spewed out of his mouth, shot into the furnace, and blessed the earth fire.
With the power of yin and yang fire, within three days at most, the sword body can melt.
With Ning Fan's mana, he can use Yin-Yang fire to forge soldiers, and he can last for up to two hours before his mana will be exhausted.
He took out a bottle of elixir and placed it in front of him. There were 'Yuanyuan Dan', 'Rejuvenating Pill', and 'Huichun Dan', all of which were elixir to restore mana. With this elixir, once the mana is exhausted, the mana can be quickly restored.
Time was like water. For three days, Ning Fan's mind continued to control the fire, and the Zhanli Sword finally melted into molten iron.
A wave of fire burst out from the furnace, rushing towards the face, the heat was unbearable, it burned Ning Fan's temple hair, the top-grade Lingbao melted, and the vast spiritual power dissipated, almost shattered the metallurgical furnace, and once the spiritual power was out of control, the whole The Sifan Palace will be razed to the ground.
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, but he still underestimated the danger of melting away. The fairy ore must be stripped before the spiritual violence!
With a slap in the storage bag, he took out the Shadow Chasing Sword without hesitation, turned the sword into fire, followed the shadow with the sword, and picked out the immortal mines in the furnace one by one.
Purple Clay Ash, Peeling...
Long Hanyu, peel off...
Danzhu iron essence, stripped...
No Tear Crystals, Peel...
With the stripping of a kind of immortal ore, the rank of Zhanlijian dropped sharply, the peak of the middle-rank, the high-rank, the middle-rank, the junior-rank, the peak of the low-rank, the high-rank, the middle-rank, the junior-rank, and even faintly falling to the Lingbao, becoming a Fan soldiers.
Ning Fan snorted coldly, if he let Zhan Li fall into the Spirit Treasure, all his previous achievements would be lost.
He put away the chasing shadow, bit his fingertips, and soaked the sword body with blood essence into the fire, protecting the slash from the rank.
Taking the blood as a guide, the slashing away from the sword-rank rank hangs without falling, and stays at the lower-rank first-rank. Seeing this, Ning Fan just breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat, and smiled slightly.
The rest is easy.
Take a few pills and wait for the mana to fill up. Ning Fan rolled up his sleeve robe, reversed the fire, and the temperature of the fire dropped sharply.
After half a column of incense, a sword sound came from the stove, and Ning Fan slapped the stove lid, and a starlight streamed out of the stove, circling around Ning Fan.
The stars are dotted, crystal clear as water, light as cicada wings, cold as ice rainbow, really beautiful.
Ning Fan pointed at the starlight, and the starlight turned into a three-foot long sword and landed in the palm of his hand.
He opened his mouth and inhaled, the yin and yang fire in the metallurgical furnace was withdrawn, and the fire was extinguished. Ning Fan carefully looked at the Zhanli sword, showing satisfaction.
The Zhanli Sword at this moment, although only a low-grade first-level Lingbao, has restored the ability to advance.
The previous slash, when it flew by, was only a touch of cold light, no starlight, the reason was that there were too many impurities, which hindered the effectiveness of the ancient stars.
At this moment, this sword of starlight, although the rank is still low, is like a star. One day, he will become a world-shattering warrior who slays all gods and demons!
Ning Fan held the sword, slashed in the void, and cut a bloody mouth out of his arm, sacrificing the sword with blood.
Blood stained Kaifeng, announcing the official rebirth of Zhanlijian, and re-identifying with Ning Fan!
At the moment when the sword shadow opened up, the entire Qimei City was filled with sword light in an instant. It was clear that it was daytime, but within a hundred miles, the stars were shining brightly. Such a vision shocked countless people, including the Qimei four tribes—Wu Yemofang, including Yuchi who fed the pigs, Situ who practiced swords, and Nangong who deduced the compass.
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Countless people walked out of the building and looked up to the sky, amazed.
The stars appeared in the daytime, and the gods were born. This rumor is just an ancient legend. It is unexpected that the people of Qimei were fortunate enough to witness this vision.
"Bai Rixing Xingxian, a magic weapon was born... Could it be that the old monster from the Fang family has refined a magic weapon of the 'magic weapon level'? How is this possible?"
"I don't see it... Maybe it's a 'spirit master' of the Mo family, who forged a new spiritual outfit, or attached an incredible 'magic power' to a magic weapon..."
Countless people have speculated as to why this vision appeared, but the vision only lasted for more than ten breaths before disappearing into the sky.
The alchemist of the Sifan Palace, the old demon who was at the critical moment of alchemy, suddenly raised his head and seemed to have a feeling.
"Boy Ning, you've surprised Lao Tzu again... The ancient divine weapon... You have even refined this thing. If you can rush to the Four Heavens Immortal Realm in the future, you may be able to compete with countless gods and demons and compete in the world!"
The old demon shook his head and sighed. And this distraction, the alchemy furnace banged again, steaming soot, frying the furnace...
"Four-turn pill, Lao Tzu's four-turn pill, it's almost, almost can be refined! Lao Tzu is dead, dead!"
This is the 61st time the old man remembers the fryer...
Outside the refining room, Ning Fan pushed open the door and walked out, surrounded by a starlight sword shadow.
Sen Han's awe-inspiring murderous aura came from the sword shadow, and within three feet of Ning Fan, the falling snowflakes were cut in half by the sword energy.
What a sharp sword glow! With this sword alone, without the use of mana, Ning Fan only needs one sword to destroy the tenth layer of the veins, and using this sword to turn the sword into fire, Ning Fan believes that in the later stage of Rongling, no one can take over him. A sword! Unless, Rongling Peak!
He opened his mouth and sucked, and the starlight sword shadow was sucked into his abdomen, stored in his dantian, and depended on the yin and yang lock.
Infiltrated by the magic power of the magic veins, the speed of Zhan Lijian, which was already untraceable, slowly transformed.
There are two ways to advance to the Primordial Divine Weapon. One is to train with mana and advance slowly. The second is to kill with the sword and advance with blood.
Retracting the sword into his body, Ning Fan exhaled a long breath. He was still in the mood, and decided to quickly increase the power of the Slashing Sword through another method other than promotion.
Enchanted! Add magical powers to the Zhanli Sword!
With the addition of 'fixed body', the enemy can be slowed down for a moment when the sword is out.
With the addition of 'Shadow Chasing', Zhanlijian can have more supernatural powers in chasing the enemy.
With the addition of 'Wind Speed', the speed of slashing away from the sword can be increased.
Enchantment does not affect the promotion of Zhanli Sword, on the contrary, it can make Zhanli Sword more perfect.
But unfortunately, Ning Fan does not possess spirits. Enchanting Spirit is a self-created deputy in the cultivation world of later generations, and it was not mentioned in the memory of the Great Emperor Chaos.
Although Ning Fan could not possess spirits, there was a spirit spiritist with a high rank in Qimei City.
Qimei Qimei, the Seven Plum City of the Old Demon, has a total of seven factions. Among them, the Black Demon Three Gods Army is the battle sequence, while the Qimei Four Clan is involved in logistics.
Qimei four clans, Wu Ye Mofang, and four clans each have their own deputy positions. The ancestor of the Wu family, Wu Lan, known as 'Lan Ji', is a 'Dan'-level array mage. Ye Huan, the ancestor of the Ye family, known as the 'Huanyun Demon', is a 'Three Cloud' level Immortal Cloud Master. Fang Nuo, the ancestor of the Fang family, known as 'Yang Bao Nuo', is a 'Pill Treasure' level artifact refiner. He is the most proud of refining a magic weapon in his life. .
The last of the four clans, Mo Rushui, the ancestor of the Mo clan, known as the 'Shui Mo Fairy', is best at refining spiritual clothes and enchanting magical treasures. He is a 'Danbao' level enchanter.
The 'fixed body' supernatural power of the Old Demon Shattered Pill Cauldron was a rare supernatural power, and it was this Mo Rushui that possessed the spirit.
In the Four Heavens and Nine Realms, spiritual masters are far rarer than alchemists and artifact refiners. It is rumored that the conditions for becoming a spiritual master are extremely harsh. The specifics are unknown.
Ning Fan smiled slightly, and cut away the impurities by himself, but he can go to the Mo family, look for Mo Rushui, and add magical powers to his own cut away sword.
If you can do this, your combat power can be improved a bit.
He returned to the room, and after having some tenderness with Zhihe, he left the Sifan Palace and walked straight to the Mo family in Qimeinan City.
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At this moment, the Qimei Mo family, hundreds of guards, are all standing guard, guarding the door.
Even, there are not only the Mo clan guards, but also the Wu clan, the Fang clan, and the Ye clan.
The four masters gathered in the Mo family, and in the hall, all of them looked solemn.
Among them, Mo Rushui, the ancestor of the Mo family, a black-clothed woman who was over three hundred years old, but still had a charm, looked coldly at the four people standing proudly in the hall.
"Elder Lin, Young Master Lan, Bai Bi, son of 'Bai Zun', Yan Chaiyun, disciple of 'Hei Zun'... Haha, when are the four of you coming to my Qimei Mo family?"
"Mo Rushui, I won't talk nonsense with you. Today Yan's intention is only for the 'Burning Soul' spirit iron!"
The black-robed youth named Yan Chaiyun looked indifferent and arrogant.
Wu Fang Yemo, the four patriarchs of the four clans in the early stage of fusion spirit, were not put into his eyes by him!