ninety thousand miles

Chapter 382 Repair
Li Chuan thought carefully.

Wen Guying was surprised when he saw this and said, "You don't really agree, do you?"

"Of course not. How can you talk about what happened thirty or fifty years later now?" Li Chuan said angrily, "I knew it would be unreliable to ask you about this matter."

"Why am I so unreliable?" Wen Guying asked.

"Anyway, every monk I've ever met exudes the aura of cultivating the most important thing in the world and focusing on solitary life." Li Chuan replied.

"That's true." Wen Guying didn't refute, he said: "For monks, even if they form a Taoist couple, it's just a matter of time and space."

Li Chuan said: "But I am indeed happy now."

After finishing speaking, he took out the heart of the furnace, which seemed to be a little hotter than yesterday. He asked: "Besides weaving a net, putting it in, and immersing it in the abyss of the heart, is there anything else we should pay attention to?"

"No more. I'll keep an eye on it. When it's almost done, I'll ask you to pick it up." Wen Guying said.

"Okay." Li Chuan concentrated slightly, and the sound of the Tianyin pot sounded almost at the same time.

In the field of vision, all the crystals are adsorbed on the outermost layer of the furnace core and spread out in a sheet. When the crystals surrounded the entire hearth, they began to fold again.

Li Chuan heard the sound of forging iron coming from the heart of the furnace. The rolling magma seemed to be pulled by the sound of iron, and began to change from chaos to order.

Li Chuan subconsciously made the sound of the pot match the sound of the iron. The flow of magma became clear in his eyes, with strands of crimson magma tightly entwined together, constantly rotating and squeezing toward the inside following the rhythm of the iron and the sound of the pot.

Li Chuan stopped the sound of the pot, and Wen Guying also opened his eyes.

After all the magma was compacted together, the scene in Li Chuan's eyes changed again. Thin crystals like glass seemed to be precipitated in the magma. In each crystal, there was a sword. The process from the iron block to the sword embryo and then to the completed sword flashed quickly in Li Chuan's eyes.

At the same time, different patterns continued to appear in his mind, including those in the "Pattern Sutra" that he had read many times but never remembered, and also the broken marks in the temple illusion that he had repaired. , and the chaotic knife marks seen in the Yuanhuo Mirror.

"Dao Zhang Wen, go get your sword." Li Chuan said, "It's in the calculation room, where I usually sit. I put it on the table and put it in a wooden box."

All of this merged in his mind as the crystals gathered together, and gradually turned into a sword.

During the rotation, some mist seemed to be attracted, drilled through the fine mesh of the Abyssal Silk Net, attached to the magma, and then continued to rotate and entangle.

Li Chuan knew that it was time for him to replenish his sword.

Yuansi netted the heart of the furnace.

Heat waves emerged from the cracks in the black coal, with a touch of red and gold light. When the outer layer of black carbon completely dissipated, the hearth of the furnace made a huge roar and exploded like fireworks. The hot magma surged violently in the abyssal mesh.

The shape of the sword he was about to repair became extremely clear in his mind, its shape, veins, cracks, gems...

The volume of the furnace core was continuously compressed during this process, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally became an oval-shaped dark red gem the size of a fist.

To review the past, one should carefully understand the changes around the body.

A crimson gem appeared between the two.

Boom, boom, boom.

For a long time, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He felt that when Li Chuan was weaving Yuan silk into a web, he seemed to have put a circle of Yuan silk on him and himself.

"Now?" Wen Guying was a little surprised.

"Well, I suddenly knew how to make up for it just now. Move faster, otherwise it will be difficult if I forget." Li Chuan said.

"You wait." Wen Guying stood up and asked, "It's been a day and a night. Do you want to bring something else?" "I want to eat something hot." Li Chuan said.

"Understood." As soon as Wen Guying finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the secret room.

Li Chuan sat for a while, then stood up and moved his body. After that, he took out a pen and paper from the green water ring, drew a sword, and made many annotations. By the time Wen Guying came back, the paper was already covered with ink.

Wen Gu should first place a large bowl of hot noodles in front of Li Chuan, covered with a thick layer of braised beef.

Li Chuan didn't feel too hungry at first. After eating a bowl of chopstick noodles, he felt that his whole body was empty. He didn't care about anything else and drank the entire bowl of noodles in a hurry.

"Do you want more?" Wen Guying asked him.

Li Chuan wiped his mouth with his sleeve and felt his stomach was heavy. He said, "No, I'll start filling it up."

"I just met Gong Wuguang." Wen Guying said.

"The prison is looking for me?" Li Chuan asked.

"He said that His Majesty's birthday is coming soon, and he asked if you are free to go." Wen Guying said.

"Don't go." Li Chuan said.

He didn't really want to go in the first place, but now that Prince Su's matter is almost settled, he doesn't want to go even more.

"I told him that he wanted to mend my sword, but he probably wouldn't be able to make it in time," Wen Guying said.

"What did Jian Zheng say?" Li Chuan asked.

"He asked me if I was still short of materials. I said no, and then I came back." Wen Guying said, took out a bottle of wine and said, "Take a rest, have a drink and then refill."

"Okay." Li Chuan said.

After drinking a glass of wine, Wen Guying said: "This sword has been with me for one hundred and thirty-two years. It was given to me by the old palace master after I woke up from a big dream. He told me that there is no need to be confused, as long as the sword In your hand, you can see the direction of the sword light, just keep walking."

"Sixty-six years ago, this sword was broken once. It was bitten by a monster. I escaped and half of the sword was still in the monster's belly. The more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became. I endured it for three days. Finally, I turned back, killed the monster with all my might, broke open its belly, and recovered the half of the sword."

"Then I got a piece of Burning Flame Crystal from the Qingluan Secret Realm, so I asked Elder Lin from the sect to help me refine the sword again."

"Li Chuan, thank you for bringing the sword out." Wen Guying said cautiously: "Please try your best to mend it."

"it is good."

……

On the day of the Empress's birthday, it rained continuously.

Prince Su never showed up, and many people noticed something unusual in the capital on the night Li Chuan was kidnapped. Rumors spread and people were panicked.

In the evening, when the sky was about to sink into darkness, there was another round of red sun. Amidst the sound of swords, it broke through the rain and the night, and the golden light lingered in the sky for a long time.

"It's a good sign." Gong Wuguang came to a conclusion while trying his best to maintain the formation barrier in Qintian Prison to prevent all kinds of sword energy from leaking out.

A sword with red sword light standing quietly in the secret room.

There are some patterns on the sword. If you look closely, it looks like some kind of special cracks. Between the cracks, there are occasional golden flashes.

(End of this chapter)