God of War God

Chapter 223 Nine Profound Sword
Four hours later, these materials began to be forged into iron ingots. This Ximen Dao was going to be forged from the simplest long sword. With the continuous forging, a three-foot long sword gradually formed. Watching Ximen Dao concentrate on Beginning to forge the blade with a small hammer, a smile finally appeared on the corner of Chen Yunfeng's mouth.

At this time, he was already able to draw formations. Although his spiritual power was not strong, according to the so-called divine sense knife, he only drew his true energy to draw formations on the weapon. After doubling his spiritual consciousness, he can barely do it.

At this moment, he can see a radius of two to three feet away with his eyes closed. If he fights with those so-called innate masters, it seems that his whole body is covered with eyes, and he can ignore the short-range plots at all.

"Chen Shaoxia, prepare for the final tempering." Ximendao shouted loudly as he pulled out the blade with a spiral force for the last hammer.

Chen Yunfeng rushed to the anvil with a stride, and with his spiritual sense at the corner of his mouth, he carved a breath pattern on the body of the sword. On the index finger of his right hand, a stream of true energy outputted from Shangyang's sword energy began to flow in the air along with his spiritual sense. The red sword body was still painted.

A pattern appeared on the sword in less than ten seconds. Unfortunately, Chen Yunfeng could only draw two formations at most before quenching. He turned the sword over the moment the first pattern was completed, and quickly slashed the sword on the other side. It depicts a spiritual light formation. Although this spiritual light formation cannot kill the evil spirits much, it is also good for illuminating or surpriseing others.

Ximen Dao stared wide-eyed at the side, because he also saw the appearance of the patterns on the body of the long sword. This is not something made with a carving knife. The sneering sound on Chen Yunfeng's fingers proved that it was a powerful qi attack. Let it go, and the pattern is completely carved by the compressed true energy on the still soft blade.

"Quenching." Chen Yunfeng handed the iron tongs to Ximen Dao and said in a deep voice.

Ximen Dao quickly took over the iron tongs, and saw two strong men grabbed a goat and stabbed it in the neck, and the blood sprayed on the long sword in Ximen Dao's hand.

Blood quenching, this is the basis for making a good weapon. Although there is some cold spring water that can make the weapon sharper, Chen Yunfeng does not need these three materials. As long as it is cooled, it will be an extremely sharp magic weapon;
But if it is quenched with blood, then the weapon itself will carry some aura. Of course, this is what Ximen Dao said, but what Chen Yunfeng saw in his eyes was that the hot blood lowered the temperature of the long sword, and the wisps of sword aura on the long sword unexpectedly automatically emerge.

Ximen Dao completed a magical weapon, although his face was full of joy, he did not make it public. He handed the long sword to the subordinate who was in charge of making the hilt and sword jaw, and then asked Chen Yunfeng with a smile:

"If I had known that Chen Shaoxia could carve patterns on the sword, you would have been able to carve the name of this sword, but now you need to engrave it on the jaw of the sword. I don't know what the name of Shaoxia's sword is?"

Chen Yunfeng was taken aback by the question, he hadn't thought of naming the sword, but seeing Ximen Dao's expectant face, he suddenly thought that the general Mo Xie and his like left their marks on the sword, thousands of Years later, it was still remembered in people's hearts, and even Ou Yezi, the founder of Ximen Sword Master, left many famous swords that have been passed down through the ages.

"This sword should be called Fengyun Sword. Just turn my name around. The big sword waiting for it is called Jiuxuan, and the strong bow is called Pokong." Chen Yunfeng said with a smile.

The craftsman on the side nodded, and selected a set of red copper sword jaws from the table, which looked extremely delicate at first glance, modified it a little, and inlaid it on the body of the sword. Quickly braided on the sandalwood handle with four smooth leather cords.

Ximen Dao has already begun to forge the second weapon, which is Chen Yunfeng's main weapon, the big sword, because it is an all-metal sword, and Ximen Dao needs to inlay and forge various metals into one when forging. So the amount of engineering is the biggest weapon.

"Chen Shaoxia, this is your Fengyun Sword. I've given you a shark skin scabbard. Let's see if it works." The craftsman quickly finished his work and handed the Fengyun Sword with the scabbard to him. Chen Yunfeng asked.

Chen Yunfeng gently pulled out the Yunfeng Sword from the scabbard. The sword was three feet three inches long and weighed nine catties. It was light blue in color, and with a slight shake, the whole long sword glowed with white light, and a sword light more than an inch long spewed out from the tip of the sword.

"Shoot."

Chen Yunfeng retracted his hand with a shake, but a half-foot-deep sword hole appeared on a piece of cast iron beside him.
"This sword is not bad, Chen Shaoxia, you actually depicted the two formations of concealing breath and aura on it, could it be that you are preparing to catch ghosts professionally?" The wine Taoist stared at the long sword in Chen Yunfeng's hand and asked in amazement.

Chen Yunfeng also seemed a little helpless looking at the pattern on the sword in his hand. If the consciousness becomes stronger, the pattern can be engraved on the body of the sword, and it would be even better if he could get stronger runes. It is already very difficult to get this skill out;

As for asking him to catch ghosts professionally, he will never do it, but he will soon go to Peach Blossom Island and Mangdang Mountain, and he will deal with all ghosts, and these talismans are not much of a threat when encountering monsters;

However, Chen Yunfeng felt a little strange about the Ice Locking Ghost Talisman. It seemed that he was stronger than ghosts when dealing with monsters. He wanted to take some time to ask the wine Taoist carefully what was going on.

"Senior was joking, but I seem to often encounter these evil things. This is called being prepared. In case I encounter ghosts suddenly, I have no time to draw amulets. Although the array patterns on this weapon are not so powerful, then At least I can give myself a buffer time." Chen Yunfeng smiled as he looked at Fengyunjian who was cutting iron like mud.

The wine Taoist nodded. As long as he set foot in this field, the ghosts would always appear by his side. It is a wise person's way to give himself more protection.

There were tinkling forging sounds and roaring flames. Ximen Dao seemed to be very concerned about the forging this time, and even ate here, and Chen Yunfeng and Jiu Taoist also ate a little casually.

In the middle of the night, Ximen Dao finally completed the last hammer of the giant sword. Without hesitation, Chen Yunfeng continued to carve the two patterns of concealing breath and Lie Yan on the Ziyan Xuantie sword, and by the way used the real sword on the other side. Qi engraved two big seal characters of Jiuxuan.

The big sword was finally completed. Chen Yunfeng held the Jiuxuan, which was four feet five inches long and two inches wide with the sword body and hilt. The sword was fully edged, just like the Fengyun sword. The sword light is equivalent to that even without the infusion of true energy, the sword will emit an inch-long sword energy.

The body of the sword made of purple flame black iron is slightly red, the blade of the meteorite iron is light blue, and the black cold iron hilt is constantly emitting a cold air, which makes people keep awake at all times. This sword is shorter than a halberd It has more than doubled, but it is one foot and five inches longer than the original three-foot epee, and weighs 130 six catties. As a sword, it is already considered very heavy.

　A few days ago, the book entered a turning point. Many people who don’t like Condor-turned-Fantasy-Xiaxia have already left. After dozens of chapters, this intermediate storyline will break away from the main storyline and enter the largest independent branch storyline. The first act of fantasy begins. Journeys are not the type of crossing other worlds. I will issue a notice at the turning point. If I don’t like it and choose to give up, then I have no choice. The Condor World will still be the first main theater, so I hope readers will support it.

　　
　
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