Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 369: Refining the first flying sword
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To say that this person's luck is really unpredictable.
The "Zhou Zhou" of the first palace of Jiuhua Hall, Ma Ming was the last one to win.
The little fat man didn't expect that there would be a flying sword. He looked at him with a posture of chasing him. After almost peeing his pants in fright, it was a fifth-grade flying sword.
At that time, everyone had finished drawing the prizes and was gathering together to discuss. Ma Ming held the flying sword in a daze, not knowing what to do.
He already knew that he belonged to a person who was born without a foundation and was born unable to practice. Holding such a treasure, in the enviable eyes of everyone, Ma Ming felt like he had caught a hot red soldering iron. It was too hot. .
The little fat man gritted his teeth and threw the flying sword to Lin Luodong.
"What are you going to do? My sister said earlier that whoever touches something will be destined to someone..." Lin Luodong was still more determined. Of course he wanted the fifth-grade flying sword. You must know that Lin Luoran's Zhaoxue was only fifth-grade, and Dad Lin's broadsword was not third-grade, but this was touched by Ma Ming, and Lin Luodong couldn't accept it by personal chance.
Ma Ming hooked his neck, "Look, it's like this..."
He pulled Lin Luodong aside and muttered, Fatty Cui touched a Maitreya Buddha, a standard Tang Dynasty antique, elegant in shape, but the big belly seemed to mock him.
"Big Brother Cui, are your cousins okay?" Lin Luoran suddenly remembered that she was in a hurry to return to China and left before Cui Hejian and the others recovered their storage bags. They were studying in the Dragon Palace. Think of it.
Fatty Cui nodded," He said that Asada Saito became a great priest. He not only returned the storage bag, but also gave them some things to shock them... My cousin lost his face this time. Few, I want to come to Lin's house several times to thank you, I am sorry to come alone."
Lin Luoran failed. "You don't need to thank you. He wants to come and play. Cui Ge, can you bring him here? But I often hear that in times of disaster, he will realize something and let him not worry."
Fatty Cui nodded.
Lin Luoran is not aimless, like this kind of experience of completely forgetting the past, she still felt it with the help of Huofeng on the eve of the formation of alchemy, and her mentality was straightened. This is also a rare realization, like Cui Hejian, Ye Xiaobei, and Mujia Xiaoliu were really lucky if they didn't die.
Several people chatted, Ma Ming, Lin Luodong, and Huang Weijian came back back.
The result of the discussion is that Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian jointly help him keep this fifth-grade flying sword. When his Ma family has a winning descendant, which generation will be lucky enough to have a foundation, then help He passed it on to future generations. In weekdays, Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian used it if they wanted to.
Wait for the descendants of the Ma family to have a foundation? This is inaccurate, and Huang Weijian has practiced Confucianism. This sword is clearly meant to be given to Lin Luodong.
This friend of Luo Dong is somewhat interesting. Lin Luoran said sternly, "Since others have entrusted it to you, Luo Dong, have you taken the heart demon oath?"
Lin Luodong was taken aback, and Ma Ming asked what the Heart Demon Oath was. After listening to Huang Weijian's explanation, the little fat man waved his hand again and again to indicate that he did not need to swear.
When Lin Luodong was reminded by his sister, he really solemnly swears by his heart demon. When Ma Ming's family has someone who can cultivate, he will definitely return the flying sword.
The little fat man laughed awkwardly, but he felt very complicated in his heart. Not to mention that these treasures originally belonged to the Lin family's sister, how generous it is to let them come to the Dragon Palace, he happened to touch a flying sword, how can such a heavy treasure be taken by an ordinary person? Carrying the crime, Ma Ming wanted to give it to Lin Luodong. In addition to making good brothers happy, he also has a selfish heart. He and Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian have a good relationship, but it does not mean that his friends still remember Ma after a hundred years. The rest of the family.
When Lin Luodong saw Feijian, he thought of Ma Ming's offspring, and there was a hint of incense. This is the selfishness of the little fat man.
He didn't expect to be seen through by Lin Luoran. Not only was she not upset, she also asked Lin Luodong to take a heart-wrenching oath.
In other words, the Ma family will be lucky to have someone with a moral foundation in the future, and it is 100% certain that they will be admitted to the Lin Sect—hey, don't you Lin family be so generous and kind, can it work? I don't know if they will be moved! The little fat man quietly touched the corner of his eye, and he would not admit that he almost cried just now!
Except for Ma Ming, everyone else had good luck and bad luck. Wei Xue touched a gorgeous phoenix crown. Although it was a mortal thing, it was enough to drive the knowledgeable people crazy. Eight small pearls strung the bead curtain, nine big east beads for the top of the hat, gold drawing as the bottom, and a gorgeous phoenix crown inlaid with huge rubies. It is worth seven catties and two weights. Although it is a priceless artwork, Wei Xue thought It doesn't know what kind of physique it takes to run around with this phoenix crown.
Sold it, the Wei family won't have to worry about it in the next life. But Wei Xue is very worried now, how can she get such a big thing back? Lin Luodong's place became a safe again. Seeing Wei Xue handing the phoenix crown to Lin Luodong for safekeeping, the two parties hadn't noticed the strangeness. These unscrupulous adults who watched the fun were laughing too ambiguously.
Cui Wanlu started to disturb her poor clothes again.
Huang Weijian pushed her, "Only you have touched the two storage bags. You still don’t show up at this time?"
Cui Wanlu gave Huang Weijian a stern look. She had touched the pair of storage bags. The appearance and space were very good. At this time, she should give her a phoenix crown for her love rivals?
She is very generous, not a fool, OK?
Wang Miao'e got a jade Guanyin. Lin Luoran sensed that there was a slight power of faith on it, guessing that it had some origin, and asked Wang Miao'e to decide whether to invite home to worship. You must know that asking the gods is easy to give away, and there is nothing to worship at home. If Wang Miao'e doesn't have this intention, don't take it back.
The gods and Buddhas are gone, Lin Luoran dare not guarantee that they have fallen or left. What if they come back one day? So this decision has to be made by Wang Miao'e himself.
Zeng Tian thought he would touch a handy flying sword, but it turned out to be a jade flute. He didn't know anything about the sound rate, so he simply dedicated it to the master.
Lin Luoran didn't understand either, only put it away first.
Mama Lin touched a "Dingyan Pill". She was pleasantly surprised and felt that it was more agreeable than the magic weapon of flying swords. Even Dad Lin was very happy, so she didn't mind that she only touched a copy of the "Tao De Jing" ".
What Li Xier touched was a pair of earrings, which had a touch of water defense. She smiled and returned it to Yuan Ye. For those who calculate "Senior Aunt Li", they can't tolerate the rape. Seeing Yuan Ye accept the earrings that this woman can wear, Li Xi'er laughed.
Huang Weijian's thing is the most interesting to him, it is a famous copybook. He is even more happy than the magic weapon, and he is happy to pick it up.
Lin Luodong's is a dust-proof suit, not comparable to Lin Luoran's "Ruyi shirt", which can be changed as much as he wants. It is a style of Taoist gown, which made him sigh, only to give it to Lin Luoran for safekeeping.
In the first hall of the Jiuhua Temple, there are many white mists. Everyone is just for fun. Anyway, they are all white things. No matter what they touch, they are very happy.
The ground of the temple at the back was full of traces of Lin Luoran's deduction of the formation. It was not convenient for them, but for them to see it, at most it was like Yuan Ye, dizzy, and not worth the loss.
Lin Luoran led the crowd out of the Dragon Palace, pinched a water cover, let them experience the fun of diving in the cover, and went to the bottom of Dongting Lake to play around. The sky was twilight and the water rose in Dongting Lake. When it was foggy, this trip to the Dragon Palace came to a perfect end.
On the cruise ship deck, Lin Luodong pulled Lin Luoran reluctantly, "Sister, won't you go home with us?"
Lin Luoran shook her head, the formation she deduced had already taken shape, and the next step was to formally refine it.
Yang Lisha has already sent two paper cranes to urge her, and the time to go to Penglai is imminent. Apart from refining the equipment, she may have time to refining some pills.
"Xiaojin went to Weifang again?"
Zeng Tian and Lin's family avoided answering, Lin Luoran sighed. Xiaojin didn't come, so he could only go to Weifang. It seemed that Xiao Qinghu still had no news.
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The red gold iron, which is the main ingredient, is crackled and calcined into a puddle of brown liquid, mixed with some gold threads.
It looks simple, but Lin Luoran burned for seven days before letting the red gold and iron sent by Wen Guanjing in exchange for Zhujidan turned into a pool of liquid. She estimated that the time was almost up, and she added a piece of green forged ore, which was discovered at the bottom of Dongting Lake. It was a surprise.
Three days later, when the green ore melted, the color of the liquid became beautiful, and the gold threads entangled with the blue thread, which was indescribably moving.
Lin Luoran recalled the technique of crafting embryos in "The General Outline of the Sword", and changed her handprints. This colorful liquid slowly solidified and took the embryonic form of a sword embryo. The embryo determines the successor force of the magic weapon, Lin Luoran can't afford to lose, separated a strand of mind, and first implanted several fixed formations into the sword embryo.
The formation method that every magic weapon needs, such as enlargement and reduction, is a big problem. There is also the dust avoidance formation, and more importantly, the "imperial wind formation", which is the most important step for how to make the flying sword fly. If Lin Luoran hadn't had the basis for studying the star map for these two months, even if she had Zhaojian in her hand, she could get a glimpse of the internal formation, but she would not recognize the specific effect.
Refining tools is not an ordinary thing. Lin Luoran can be considered a person who has refined armor with scorpion shells. At this time, it still feels very difficult to refine high-end products like Feijian.
Also fire can be used for refining materials to carve sword embryos, but only pill fire can be used.
Divine consciousness consumes a lot, and the pill fire is not endless, it is closely related to the spiritual power in Lin Luoran. She embedded several formations, and finally embedded her own improved formations.
This has nothing to do with her understanding in the star chart, Lin Luoran just remembered a geometric theorem she had learned from elementary school. The triangle is the most stable. Zeng Tian is the three-line Daoji. What kind of flying sword is most suitable for him? The materials couldn't satisfy these three auras, Lin Luoran could only start from the formation.
Lin Luoran derives a "three-line transformation spirit formation" when reminiscing about the three three-line golden cores rotating around the pure platinum core in his body. When the user's aura is poured into the flying sword, these auras will be like the golden core in Lin Luoran's body, which will be blessed under constant rotation, and finally the three series are integrated, so that the power of the magic weapon will increase in a screw paste.
Zeng Tian should be satisfied with this flying sword, right?
Lin Luoran recalled the deduction process and carefully depicted the nodes of the formation in the center of the sword embryo.
When all the dots were connected into one piece, Lin Luoran was exhausted.
Only Qi Ling and Kai Feng are left?
Lin Luoran used pill fire again to forge the sword embryo. The refining device had to be explained by scientific methods. It was nothing more than purifying the material and changing the molecular arrangement. What Lin Luoran did at the moment was to pull out the blade.
The thin blade slowly appeared, and after Lin Luoran took the iced spring water to wash it, this one-foot-long little flying sword had already appeared in its entirety.
There is no spirit stone in her hand, only the best jade inlaid on the hilt of the sword as an eye. The one-foot-small sword has not yet enlightened, and the brown is the background. The entanglement of gold and blue silk forms a dark pattern, which is not bad in terms of appearance.
As for the actual power, Lin Luoran slept well before getting up to enlighten the spirit of Feijian.
Lin Luoran breathed a sigh of relief when all the formations in the sword were illuminated. The incomplete formation method that does not conform to the rules of the stars cannot be enlightened. In other words, the "turning spirit formation" that she deduced, not to mention the power, is generally successful.
Lin Luoran looked at the three-foot green front floating in the air after injecting spiritual power, and found a deep night when he found the foundation Lin was digging by the Dongting Lake and tried his sword.
I pulled a sword flower, a sword went down, and a big hole appeared, which saved a lot of time for Lin's project progress. Looking at this big hole, Lin Luoran also had an estimate of Feijian's quality.
The appearance is mediocre, even crude. Constrained by material constraints, you don't have to think about it if you want to grow like Zhaoxue. This is a flying sword suitable for attack, strong combat power, more than the fourth rank, but inherently lost to the fifth rank magic weapon.
Leave it to Zeng Tian.
Lin Luoran put the Feijian away in satisfaction, rubbed his eyes, pinched Yufeng Jue, and went to Rongcheng. It took more than three months to refining tools, and she was kind of homesick.