Eternal Sacred King Chapter 316: Blood quenched into the world
Five Spirit Patterns, a perfect magic weapon!
In front of Su Zimo, a dazzling halo burst out, like a brilliant morning sun, filling the entire square.
The halo paused a little, then quickly converged, gathering into the blade!
No one spoke, there was no sound in the square or in the spectator stand.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the huge spirit sword suspended in mid-air, with his mouth open, his expression shocked.
Although this spirit knife looks so heavy and it has a handle, it is unreasonable everywhere, but it is a perfect-grade spirit weapon after all!
Even if he is a real Jindan who has lived for hundreds of years, he may not be able to see a perfect spiritual weapon in his entire life.
Now, how lucky they are to witness this scene with their own eyes?
The gaze of the real person in Yunshan was scorching hot.
Nanyuezong is known for its powerful body refining and melee combat power. This spirit sword has limited power in the hands of others, but it is definitely a terrifying weapon in his hands!
This perfect sword has a fatal attraction to him!
The eyes of the people at the True Fire Gate were shocked at first, and then a little confused.
Sima Zhi, Elder Zhang and other craftsmen who have been immersed in craftsmanship for hundreds of years, at this time, they also can't understand them.
Logically speaking, Su Zimo's statement about removing the refining pot is completely shit.
But the facts are right in front of them, and the two of them have to rethink.
Maybe, removing the refining cauldron can really condense the luck and increase the success rate of gathering spirits?
After all, this method has never been tried before. Perhaps this is really an undiscovered secret in the crafting world?
But the two changed their minds, if it was that simple, Su Zimo would tell the secret honestly, without hiding it at all?
No matter what they think, they can’t figure it out.
But the fact is that after removing the refining cauldron, Su Zimo condensed five spiritual patterns!
Looking at the spirit knife hanging in the air, Su Zimo relieved his burden, let out a long sigh of relief, and showed a bright smile.
This sacrifice has consumed a lot of his spiritual power, mind and energy. Now the whole person is exhausted, almost collapsed, and his whole body has been wet with sweat.
There is one final step, this spiritual sword will be completely refined.
Su Zimo waved his sleeves, and the five spirit swords that had just condensed moved horizontally, falling into the cold water that had already been prepared.
The sixth step, quenching.
Normally, when a red-burnt spiritual knife falls into the cold water, it will quickly cool down, billowing blue smoke, and making a harsh sound.
In the alternation of hot and cold, the internal structure of the spirit sword will change, and it will become harder, and the spirit patterns will be completely integrated into the body of the sword, regardless of each other.
And now, the spirit knife made by Su Zimo fell into the cold water, and there was no sound of ‘stabbing’, and no smoke rising!
how could this be?
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly, frowning.
At this moment, the cold water changed.
The surface of the water was exuding warm white gas, and blisters began to rise.
is boiling!
This basin of water did not quench the flames on the spirit sword, but was scorched hot by the scorching heat from the blade, and it boiled!
grumble, grumble!
The surface of the water was boiling, and many Jindan real people stood up and watched.
"Hahahaha!"
At this moment, Sima Zhi laughed, his eyes full of mockery, and loudly said: "Su Zimo, Su Zimo, your perfect magic weapon is going to be abandoned, it doesn't belong to you after all!"
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes faint, staring at the boiling water, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's the matter?" someone asked in a low voice.
Sima Zhi said triumphantly: "If you want to refine the perfect spirit weapon, you can't go wrong in six steps. If you want to refine the blade with the five spiritual patterns, how can it be successful with this ordinary cold water!"
Su Zimo sighed in his heart.
He knew that Sima Zhi was right. It was indeed his misconsideration.
r/> Of course, he can’t be blamed at all. In all the ancient refining books of Miaofeng, there is no mention of what needs to be paid attention to when refining perfect spiritual weapons.
Who would have thought that after countless years, a disciple at the Misty Summit would try to refine a perfect spiritual weapon?
Sima Zhi jokingly said, "If you want to refine a perfect spiritual tool, you have to use the best and rarest spiritual water spiritual fluid, such as the northern ice, the deep sea magic oil, or the sky. Luo Quanshui..."
"It's a pity that you don't have any of these things, hahahaha!"
Numerous Jindan real people secretly murmured their tongues. Each of the three things Sima Zhi said is very valuable, not even lower than the price of the best spirit weapon!
I didn't expect it, but it was only used for quenching.
Su Zimo pulled the spirit knife out of the boiling water, his face expressionless, no happiness or anger, and no other actions.
Seeing this scene, everyone knew that Su Zimo hadn't prepared these things in advance, and couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing that a perfect magic weapon is about to be born, I didn't expect it to fall on the last step.
"Oh!"
Xuan Yi sighed, his expression unbearable.
Ji Yaoxue looked at Su Zimo who was silent, feeling distressed, and hurriedly turned her head and shouted: "Father, you help him..."
Zhou Tianzi said solemnly: "Mingze, you go to the palace treasure house, there should be Tianluo spring water."
"It's too late!"
Sima Zhi pointed to the spirit knife in Su Zimo's hand and sneered: "For five breaths, if there is no quenching thing, this knife will be scrapped!"
Everyone looked attentively, and the spirit pattern on the fiery red knife had a faint tendency to collapse. At this time, it was too late to get the Tianluo spring water!
"Su Zimo, you are still too young, ha ha ha ha."
Sima Zhi laughed.
He is very happy, because of this failure, Su Zimo's luck will burst, and it will be difficult to refine a perfect spirit weapon in the future!
This failure not only destroyed a knife, but also a wicked craftsman!
Ji Yaoxue stood up, ready to step forward to comfort Su Zimo.
At this moment, Su Zimo's eyes were slightly narrowed, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly grasped the long knife in his hand and stretched it across his chest, with the blade pointed downward.
Su Zimo stretched out his palm, the blade fell on the palm, and slowly and forcefully swiped across the palm!
Since there is no northern ice, deep sea magic oil~IndoMTL.com~Tianluo spring water, then use my blood to temper this sword!
Sima Zhi showed disdain, and sneered: "It's really stupid, your blood can be compared to Tian Luo..."
Sima Zhi couldn't speak anymore, his eyes were staring, his face was full of incredible color.
how could this happen, his blood...
噗噗!
Below the blade, blood spewed and scattered on the fiery blade.
stab!
The harsh sound rang, and smoke billowed from the knife!
The temperature of the blade dropped sharply, and the spirit pattern that was about to collapse suddenly stabilized and merged with the blade!
Moreover, these five spiritual patterns are still faintly swallowing Su Zimo's blood!
Although the temperature of the blade has dropped, the color of the blade is gradually deepening, from the fiery red burnt by the spirit fire to the blood-like scarlet!
The sixth step, quenching is successful.
铮铮铮!
The blade trembles, and there is a violent sound of the sword, which is filled with strong blood, which makes people feel uneasy.
Su Zimo's palm gently stroked the blade, and whispered: "Since it is tempered from my blood...from now on, you will be called'blood quenching'."
looks like a psychic, and the blade is quiet.
The perfect magic weapon, blood quenched!