Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 221: Secret Method
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The name of the sword is ‘Han Ming’.
When Zhao Jiuge heard these words from Bian Hongling, he condensed his brows and read them silently, and soon discovered that the name zì is good, very nice, and also in line with the material of this natal flying sword and his own spiritual power. Attributes.
Thinking of this, there was a surge of blood in my heart, do I finally have my own destiny flying sword?
"Master sister, this sword is a good name, it sounds good, you made it?"
Bin Hong Ling showed a smile on her face, pretending to be a little angry, "Of course it was me, and I don’t look at who your senior sister is. Now I have my life flying sword, I believe in strength It can be improved a lot, but unfortunately, if you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, it will be fine. Use Far Infant to refine these spirit tools in Dantian Purple Mansion, and the power will directly change dramatically."
"Hey, soon, Nascent Soul Realm."
After speaking, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were full of yearning. He believed that it would not take long for him to reach the Nascent Soul Realm, it was nothing more than the passage of time.
Afterwards, Zhao Jiuge and Fu Hongling went straight to the Zhujiantang. After passing the spiral staircase in the mountain, they came to the gate of the Zhujiantang. Zhao Jiuge looked at the scruffy young man if he was there, but didn't expect to see it. The sloppy young man saw another young man with a sad face when he first came.
After asking, I learned that the sloppy young man didn’t know if he had figured it out or was irritated. He decided not to stay in the martial arts and wait for his life to come. Instead, he used the mengong he had stored for more than ten years in exchange for it. Some spirit stones and treasures went out and wandered, swearing that they would either die at the outer door or break through the realm, otherwise they would never step into the sect.
After listening to this, Zhao Jiuge sighed. It seems that time is a good thing, it can make many things pass by, and it can change a person. And Zai will come into contact with the outside world where life and death coexist with wealth, and it will not be long before he should go out and venture out.
Bie Hongling was speechless all the way, after passing through the two big stone gates, she directly led Zhao Jiuge down, as if she was familiar with the road below, and no one stopped along the way.
I soon came to the place where I took the Purple Pole and Thunder Armor last time. At a glance, Zhao Jiuge saw Ou Yezi's serious expression, and his whole body revealed a sense of fatigue. He sensed that Zhao Jiuge and Bian Hongling were coming, and Ou Yezi just let go Dead, raised his eyelids and glanced at them.
"Why is it so long, the brat come here to recognize the Lord, this is absolutely satisfactory to you."
After Ou Yezi finished speaking, his hands trembled for a while, and the aura suddenly appeared. With a light flick, the aura shot into the furnace where the magic weapon was refined.
The prohibition on the surface of the furnace was destroyed, and a sharp and sharp aura burst out of the furnace, and a colorful light gleamed. Accompanied by the flash of aura, there was also a phoenix sound resounding through the sky.
The three people watched this scene with interest, but compared with Zhao Jiuge, Bian Hongling and Ou Yezi's expressions were a little serious, guarding against this flying sword from escaping, as can be seen from the colorful light , It must be that there is no yí in the spirit tool, this is a certainty before the refining has started.
When the phoenix sound fell, a six-foot long sword flew out of the furnace, three fingers wide, the sword body was crystal clear blue and white, and the whole body was exuding gray mist around the sword. There was a sword on the hilt. A fiery red gem is like a finishing touch.
When this flying sword flew out, the whole body flashed with aura, and at the same time, a blue-and-white phantom of the cold ice Luan and phoenix appeared looming in the aura, and every flash of the aura was accompanied by the sound of the phoenix. , Melodious.
"Flying sword of the best spirit weapon!" Ou Yezi cried out in shock, with some shaking in his eyes. He didn't expect it to be the pinnacle of a best spirit weapon, and there was even the shadow of a spirit beast. This is already close to the fairy weapon. The tools inside are smart!
Although spirit weapons are rare, they are not considered the most precious. After all, some disciples with some abilities, the natal flying sword is a spirit weapon, divided into upper, middle and lower grades.
Generally the best, like the "Feng Xiao" tied to Hong Ling, is considered top-grade. This top-grade spiritual tool not only depends on the background material, but also depends on luck. It is rarely seen, so when I see it Ou Yezi was a little surprised by this scene.
Bin Hong Ling's eyes were also a little surprised, but she recovered her calm in the blink of an eye. After she calmed down, a flash of aura from her right hand instantly released, entwining the fleeing flying sword, and suddenly pulled in front of Zhao Jiuge.
Bin Hong Ling's eyes were a little cold, "I haven't escaped my palm when I was alive, let alone die now. Jiuge, drop your blood quickly."
This'Han Ming' was entangled in the aura of the red silk, and the whole Sword God trembled constantly. It swayed from side to side but still couldn't escape. Fengming's voice suddenly became low and hurried, but still Helpless.
When Zhao Jiuge saw this scene, he was a little dumbfounded for a while, that gorgeous aura, ferocious aura, and the phantom of the cold ice Luan and phoenix, all of this and so on, and the shout of Master Ou Yezi , Let him know the extraordinary of his natal flying sword.
Hearing the urging of the senior sister, Zhao Jiuge immediately reacted, and immediately forced his blood from his fingertips into the blade of Han Ming.
A drop of blood radiating a little golden light was completely absorbed by Han Ming. Then the tremor of the entire sword body disappeared, and it settled down. Even the phoenix sound was not loud.
Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge's heart felt connected with this'Han Ming'. Zhao Jiuge can't help but feel a little bit about it. The flying sword in front of him will become his own destiny flying sword in the future. Maybe it will accompany him. The time of a lifetime.
Seeing that "Han Ming" stopped struggling, Bound Hong Ling removed the aura that was restrained, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and looked at this flying sword with a better quality than his own with some satisfaction. And Zhao Jiuge's long-cherished wish is finally fulfilled today.
"Hmph, your boy is good for life, this kind of killer tool that is close to the immortal weapon can also be refined." Ou Yezi on the side snorted, staring at'Han Ming' and said.
Zhao Jiuge fondly stroked the sword of Han Ming, he smiled, and respectfully said in the direction of Ou Yezi, "Then you have to thank the master for refining. Without a master, these sharp weapons can't be refined."
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's flattery, Ou Yezi still had that ill-tempered face, and swayed his right hand slightly, "If you want to thank you, I would like to thank you senior sister. You are also considered good fortune. If you meet a senior sister who is so good to you, I guess The big reason is still the spirit of that Frost Luanfeng, but it can be considered as your kid’s chance to refine it."
Afterwards, Zhao Jiuge did not continue to speak, but looked at Bian Hongling's beautiful eyes with gratitude in his eyes. Naturally, he and the master sister didn't need to say such polite words, just remember some things in their hearts.
"This scabbard was refined for you with extra materials, lest the aura of this flying sword is too sharp, so don't draw the sword casually if you are fine." After speaking, Ou Yezi handed a black scabbard up. Although the black scabbard model is simple, and the surface is just a simple primitive pattern, but looking at the faint halo, the material should be extraordinary.
Then Ou Yezi waved his hand, eagerly took out his own wine gourd, took a few sips, and said vaguely, "I'll give you the stuff too. Let's go if you have nothing to do. There is no better material in the future. Don't come to me."
Singer Zhao Jiu took the scabbard. After hearing that, the corners of his mouth twitched. I thought that at least I would have to come to you after the experience, or else I could make it. I thanked him again. Hong Ling and Zhao Jiuge left this sword-making hall.
When he was out of the sword hall, Zhao Jiuge carried Han Ming on his back, and the whole person unconsciously showed a sense of spirit.
Wearing a black brocade robe, a black scabbard on his back, long black hair wrapped in a black cloth bag, his face is handsome, his body is turning with a faint aura, and he is full of dust. Today Zhao Jiuge has also begun to slow down from that young boy Slowly changing.
On the way, the two took a sword together and left the mountain of the founding sword hall. Zhao Jiuge suddenly remembered something, and then asked, "Senior Sister, the rest of the material for this fate flying sword was spent in the treasure pavilion last time. How many mengong has been."
Brows tied to the red willow, Zhao Jiuge still remembered it a little unexpectedly, but still said, "Not much."
"Master sister, I have to let me know how much it is if there is not much, I have to pay it back." Zhao Jiuge said softly.
"You don't have to pay it back, it's just a little contribution. Although the sect's rules are that you have to get everything by yourself, you still have this kind of treatment as a direct disciple." Bie Hong Ling said nonchalantly.
"You take care of repairing liàn, that is, trying to improve your strength is more useful than anything else. After all, Men Gong is a dead thing, nothing is more important than your own strength." As if afraid that Zhao Jiuge would become suspicious, Bin Hong Ling added another sentence later.
Zhao Jiuge always feels a little strange, but I can't tell where it is. But what he didn’t know was that the remaining materials used to refine Han Ming this time spent more than 20,000 mengong, but Ou Yezi used all the best materials, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to refine it. The best spirit weapon.
And the more than 20,000 men Gong, Fu Hong Ling has already been released for him, last time I just found a reason to fool Zhao Jiuge over, but Zhao Jiuge still remembered it. The over 20,000 mengong is a big number even for Bound Hong Ling.
After a while, Zhao Jiuge felt that the flight route was wrong, not the route to Lianhua Peak, because Lianhua Peak and Jiuge Peak were next to each other.
"Master sister, where are we going?" After confirming the direction, Zhao Jiuge said with some doubts, his black brocade robe rustled.
"Go to Xuantian Temple, Master, please." After Bie Hongling finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Jiuge deeply.
As soon as I heard that something was going on, Zhao Jiuge had mixed joys and sorrows. I don't know what it was. For him, after the last time he was reborn, his heart was overshadowed, and he secretly guessed that it would not be the repair in this area again.
It seems that I felt the suspicion in Zhao Jiuge’s heart. Bound Hong Ling was empathetic and said in a soft voice, “It’s mainly about the quality of your spirit pill. This time it is estimated that I have found a secret method to help you lift the spirit pill. To the eighth grade. The other small things are incidental."
Zhao Jiuge's eyes are round and round, and there is really this kind of secret technique. Now the 7-Rank Spirit Pills are already abnormal enough. If it can really be raised to the 8th Rank, it would be the head of the Xuantian Sword in the past few hundred years Once again.
All of a sudden, Zhao Jiuge didn't think about what kind of pain it would experience to improve the quality of the spirit pill, but was full of enthusiasm, fantasizing that he would be promoted to an eight-level spirit pill.
Hong Ling can't help but smile at the little brother's child. There are many such secret methods, and the lower the quality of oneself, the greater the chance of success. Seven-tier spirit pills like Zhao Jiuge have little chance of success, and there are few secret methods of this quality.
Tie Hongling has also tried before. She is a sixth-level spirit pill, and finally failed.
A ray of red light quickly shuttled through the clouds, and soon came to the Xuantian Temple on the Xuantian Peak.
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