From a carp to a dragon god

Chapter 18: Sword Completion and Life-Destroying Disaster
There are ten Heavenly Stems such as Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, etc., and twelve Earthly Branches such as Zi, Chou, Yin, and Mao. The stems and branches are paired together to make sixty numbers, which is the Jiazi calendar.

In the sixty years of Jiazi, there is a time god in each year, also known as the Tai Sui of the year, who is in charge of the blessings and disasters in the world and protects people from disasters and seeks good fortune.

This is the secret of the Chensui secret method, and also the principle behind the Bailin Zhanyuan Sword. The sword body is made of 365 kinds of scale insects, and the rotation of the heavenly stems and earthly branches is the sword edge.

It can be said that this is a sword that kills time, beheading people and killing them, hurting people invisibly, just like the warm sun and the cold moon that burns people's lives.

Yu Shuyang covered his chest with both hands and gritted his teeth. At first, his heart was beating fast, but he just thought it was due to panic and excitement.

After the essence of the twelve Earthly Branches was poured in, his heart beat faster. At this moment he suddenly woke up and thought of a word - Divine Weapon Tribulation.

The divine weapon calamity is not only external, but also heavenly calamity and body-destroying calamity. For example, the swordsman of Gan Jiang and Mo Ye sword died when he encountered the body-destroying calamity.

He guessed that there would be a divine weapon calamity, and after thinking about it, it should be an external calamity. If he asked the fish father and fish mother to take charge, it should not be a problem to overcome the calamity.

He never expected that it would be a fatal calamity that would happen directly to him.

After thinking about it carefully, I found that the small world of Xiyu Blessing Land is isolated from the disasters of heaven and earth. If one wants to overcome the disaster of cultivation, one can either wait for fifteen days after the Spring Festival every year, or go out and wait for thunder.

Even if you refine the Bailin Zhanyuan Sword, you probably won't be able to attract a heavenly calamity, because the Xiyu Blessed Land is isolated and the heavenly calamity cannot be sensed.

The heavenly tribulation could not be unleashed for a long time, and turned into a calamity that would cause the body to perish. This must be the case.

What he cast was just a semi-finished sword blank, and he had not even used any magic talismans or prohibitions to refine it. It was impossible for it to be treated like the legendary divine weapons handed down from generation to generation like Gan Jiang and Moye.

The twelve Earthly Branches were scattered among the five Heavenly Stems and the water element, and the secret method of the year of Chen also began to take effect.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the grayish-white essence of the earthly branches, like mud, merges with the brown earth element, forming a lump of porridge-like clay, exuding a pearly luster.

The essence of the twelve Earthly Branches rotated like a wheel, and the lump of clay also rotated with it. After five rotations, it turned into a ring like a white jade bracelet.

At this time, take out the refined scales and throw a ball of them into the stone pot at any time. There is also a little trick here. If you want the ring to be bigger, just pull out smaller ones and throw them in slowly.

He calculated it many times, and after throwing it thirty-six times, the ring was exactly one foot two inches long and six inches wide, symbolizing the rotation of the twelve Earthly Branches in the Liuhe Zhoutian.

Yu Shuyang was affected by the disaster of his life. Every time he threw something, his heart ached. After throwing more than ten, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes.

At this moment, he could only rely on his own consciousness to support himself. He watched the white circle turn around and threw a ball of boiled scale armor into it.

After throwing it 20 times, the white circle turned into a golden circle. After the scales were boiled, they were mixed with metal powder in order to turn it into a golden collar.

At this time, Yu Shuyang's eyes narrowed into a line. He no longer felt heartache. He just felt that the sky and the earth were turning with him.

The man had become stupid and could only throw scales in mechanically, counting as he threw, until his consciousness became blurred.

I feel like the last one was either thirty-five or thirty-six, it should be thirty-six.

To be honest, Yu Shuyang is afraid of death. He has died once, and relying on the soul-awakening ritual of the Dragon and Tiger Wizard is equivalent to being reborn a second time.

He was more afraid of death than anyone else, and this great opportunity made him firmly believe that the future was promising. He could not defeat a fifth-grade demon fairy, and he had to be a top-level first-grade existence.

This is the power of the calamity of death. You are out of control when you are in the calamity. It will force you to lose your mind and make you trapped in the calamity and die obediently.

Fortunately, Yu Shuyang was not destined to die. His father and mother, Yu, who had returned home last night, came over early the next morning.

At that time, Yu Shuyang had just been thrown into the 20th Regiment, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the situation was not good.

"Dad, Jiuchun is possessed by an evil spirit, isn't he?"

As she spoke, Yu Mu took out a pair of big clubs. One of the clubs weighed five hundred pounds, and the two weighed one thousand pounds. A hit from them would surely smash the person to pieces.

"Don't move, don't go over there, you're ruining the kid's good fortune. The brat really wasn't boasting. He's so good at sword-making, so his inheritance must be immense."

Yu's father was first happy and then shocked. If this were to be exposed, it would be like a boy holding a golden hammer through a busy street. It would be a disaster rather than a blessing.

There is no such thing as a free lunch. If there is, there will definitely be a hook behind it. Fortunately, I have asked my ancestors to consult and check whether it is an evil way to save my life.

Seeing Yu Shuyang throwing away his scales and armor until he fell unconscious, Yu's father and mother rushed over in a hurry.

"Balmy fish, I'm telling you, if anything happens to my son, I'll kill you.

What a crap thing, having a child is more important."

Yu Mu was so heartbroken that she could only shed tears. The tears she shed these two times almost caught up with the tears she shed when Xiao Ba got married. This was the second most intense time she cried in the past thirty years.

Father Yu looked aggrieved again. Didn't he say it was an external disaster? How could he faint on his own? What disease did he have? It can't be.

Yu Shuyang threw thirty-five balls. When it was time to throw thirty-six, the three-foot-two-inch-long fish body fell directly to the ground, with its fin still holding the last ball.

"Didn't you throw this in?"

Father Yu was dazed holding the last piece of scales. He didn't dare to throw it in, but if he didn't throw it in, he was afraid something bad would happen. He was very worried.

"Throw, throw, you only know how to throw. Can you please pay attention to your son? I will throw you away too."

When Yu's father heard the word "throw it away", he was a little slow in thinking and just threw it over. Yu's mother was holding her son over there and he was standing closest to the stone pot.

This ball of scales fell into the pot as soon as it slipped out of my hand. Once it touched the golden ring, it sank into it and could not be retrieved even if I tried.

All 365 scales were complete, and they spontaneously combusted without fire. The stone pot was directly burned to pieces, and the golden ring stopped rotating.

The five essences of the Heavenly Stems, the twelve Earthly Branches, and the three hundred and sixty-five scales are mixed together as one.

After seven times of refining the form and seven times of refining the quality, according to the rules, weapons below the third turn are called sharp weapons, and weapons below the ninth turn are called divine weapons. At this time, the Five Scales Yuan-Slashing Sword can be called a seven-turn divine weapon.

"Balmy fish, come and take a look at my son. What's wrong with him? Why isn't he waking up? Is he injured?"

The fish mother rushed over to save her son. She first felt his heartbeat to make sure he was not dead, and then she felt relieved. But then she found that she could not wake him up no matter what she did.

"Madam, I'm a bookworm, and you're a white case doctor. Neither of us has studied medicine, so why not find a doctor?"

Yu's father approached timidly. He was really afraid of his wife when she was angry. She was no worse than the tigress described in the book.

"Why don't you go and invite him quickly? What are you standing here for?"

"Don't panic, Madam. I'm not far away. Wait for me to cast a spell."

Father Yu took out a palm-sized piece of paper, and folded it while chanting a spell. He took out a paper crane in twos and threes, held it in his palm and said, "Go."

The paper crane turned into flames and flew straight to Nanyu Sandbar. Before the paper crane landed on the ground, Mu Yue flew over.

Mu Yue was awakened as early as when Chen Sui's secret method was stirred. She had been watching from afar and saw this annoying boy fall to the ground unconscious.

She could clearly see that he was mentally injured and had fallen into a coma. If left untreated, he might die of mental failure.

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