Zifu Change

Chapter 45 The flame knife, the magic weapon was born

Chapter 46

The flame knife has three levels. Firstly, nine pieces of flame knife are condensed, then nine knives are combined into one, and finally thousands of knives are formed. The division and combination are only in one thought!
In the middle of the hand, there was also a red gold bottle in his hand, which was engraved with dense flame runes. Looking at it from a distance, what kind of bottle was it? It was clearly a burning flame.

He put the bottle containing Tianyang Fire Liquid beside him, sat on the cold moon water lotus, and began to adjust his energy and spirit.

About half an hour later, Yang Yi opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly. At this moment, his mind was as calm as water, and the ancient well was calm. With a wave of his hand, the bottle containing Tianyang Fire Liquid was suspended in front of him.

Gudong!

There were also bursts of noise in the bottle.

The Flame Knife Seed sounds a bit mysterious, but it actually uses its own essence and blood as a medium, mixes it with Tianyang Fire Liquid, and imprints it with special handprints to transform it into a Flame Knife Type.

Of course, it's easier said than done. Concentrating the flame knife requires 360 five handprints, which must be done in one go, and it may fail if there is a slight pause.

Taking a deep breath, he released a stream of true energy into the bottle. When he inhaled the true energy, a ball of red-gold liquid the size of an egg was also suspended in mid-air, and a layer of flame was burning on it. After the Tianyang Fire Liquid appeared, , the temperature in the whole room is rising rapidly.

A flash of light flashed across his eyes, and he quickly made a gesture with both hands, and then, he saw mysterious handprints appearing out of thin air, and quickly submerged into the Tianyang Fire Liquid.

After more than 20 minutes, the Tianyang Fire Liquid suspended in mid-air has also shrunk to the size of a fingernail, and the flames on the surface are also restrained, looking like a golden glazed bead from a distance.

This is, he also forced out a drop of blood essence and injected it into it. In an instant, the bead emitted a golden light, and after that, he saw a blazing flame inside the bead. Double the knife shadow.

call!
Yang Yi let out a long breath, the first flame knife was finally condensed successfully, and [-]% of his true energy was consumed.

Only at this moment did he realize that his true qi could not compare to the strength of his true essence when he condensed it, but the difference of half a step was a world difference.

"After the knife is condensed, it's time to make a decision!" As his thoughts turned, he seemed to have a choice in his heart.

call out!
With a big mouth, the flame knife also flew towards his mouth. After swallowing the flame knife, he closed his eyes and began to recover his true energy.

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, half a moon passes.

On this day, Yang Yi also woke up from his practice. When he opened his mouth and spat out, nine golden flaming knives were suspended in front of his chest. When he pointed with his hand, he saw a flash of golden light, and the ground was more than one foot deep. potholes.

The fire in the pit was burning, and there was a chirping sound. What was even more frightening was that a cloud of dark blue liquid had gathered at the bottom of the pit.

"Good, good, good!"

Yang Yilian said three good words, and his face was full of smiles, half a month of hard work was not in vain, with a thought, nine golden rays entered his body.

The Flame Knife was finally cultivated successfully.

Along with condensing the Flame Knife, his true energy was condensed again. In the air sea space at this moment, the true energy and auspicious clouds also became sticky, completely turning from emptiness to reality.

As long as he wants, he can convert it into real yuan at any time.

"It's time to make a choice!"

With a long sigh, his eyes hardened.

After making a choice in his heart, he felt light all over. When he came to the courtyard, Qinglang was still there, he just shook his head slightly, and walked towards the Yangqi Pavilion.

In other words, since he came back, he has been cultivating the Flame Knife in seclusion, but he has put aside the art of refining weapons. Now that he has successfully cultivated the Flame Knife, it is time to resume his old work.

When he came to the workshop, he found that the three elders of the Qin family were not there, and he didn't care. He skillfully lit the furnace and threw three pieces of charcoal into it.He took out a few pieces of black iron and threw them into the stove, and he waited patiently.

Half an hour later, the black iron also turned red, and when the tongs flickered, the black iron appeared on the forging table.

Then, I heard a 'jingling' sound echoing in the workshop.

After more than a month of not refining the weapon, he dared to feel that the craftsmanship was a little rusty, so he didn't dare to be distracted, and devoted all his mind to the work in front of him.

Gold and iron struck, and sparks flew everywhere.

The black iron on the forging platform also gradually turned into a sword embryo, and gradually he felt that the familiar feeling from before reappeared in his heart.

When the Tai Chi hammer danced, it became smoother and more natural.

Jingle Jingle!

After the knocking sound stopped, he also threw the newly cast long sword into the cold liquid. After the sound of "chi chi", white smoke was also aroused in the sky above the cold liquid, and he couldn't wait to hold the long sword in his hand , observe carefully.

The sword body is relatively smooth, but the pattern is a bit complicated, and there are also some small flaws on the sword spine. Generally speaking, compared with the previous skills, it has regressed.

Immediately, he took out several pieces of black iron and threw them into the stove again, and waited quietly.

Not long after, the knocking sound of gold and iron rang out in the workshop.

This time, Yang Yi put all his energy into it, and with the beating of the Tai Chi Hammer, he actually closed his eyes. However, all this did not affect his performance. The Tai Chi Hammer was fast and sometimes slow, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, Every hammer is just right.

Half an hour later, the sound of the hammer stopped suddenly, and the Tai Chi hammer rolled, and the long sword was sent into the cold liquid for quenching.

When he felt that it was almost the same, he picked up the long sword, and after dancing a few sword flowers, the long sword trembled slightly, and with a flick of his two fingers, he slashed across the sword. After a few breaths, he nodded, Put the long sword aside.

This time, his skill has returned to the previous height, and even improved slightly.

In the following time, he still took the trouble to forge one weapon after another, and he was not annoyed by it, but rather obsessed with it.

In a trance, he seemed to fall into a wonderful realm. Every hammer gave people a natural feeling, especially the sound of the hammer, which was like a fairy sound in the world, which made people involuntarily intoxicated.

Time passed by inadvertently.

When the lights came on and the night fell, he woke up.

Looking at the long knife in the cold liquid, he was also slightly taken aback, and pulled it out without dripping water. The sharp blade was like a mirror, and his face was imprinted in it.

Whoosh!
Turning the blade, the black iron in his hand was cut in two, but the edge of the blade was intact, without any curl or cut.

"Is this progress?"

He was also a little dazed, he had unknowingly forged such a treasured sword, unfortunately, the material is only black iron, otherwise, it must be a treasured sword handed down from generation to generation.

Afterwards, he checked the weapons he had forged one by one, before he nodded in satisfaction.

Although the progress is small, it is progress.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. If so, the progress at this moment is inseparable from this experience.

……

Immediately, he took out a large piece of iron obsidian and threw it into the stove. He planned to take advantage of the state just now and strike while the iron was hot. full.

With the passage of time, the sound of hammering in the workshop kept ringing.

Jingle! ! !

Unknowingly, Yang Yi entered a wonderful realm again.

When the Tai Chi hammer rotates, it moves like flowing water, without the slightest sloppiness, and every hammer is just right.

Yang Yi was immersed in the world of crafting, except for swinging the hammer and beating, the whole person was like a machine, just a few fixed routines.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, refining weapons is a boring thing, but in Yang Yi's heart, refining tools is also a kind of cultivation, a kind of inner cultivation.

After all, refining is one of the six arts of cultivation, and a skilled master of refining is also the object of everyone's fawning in the cultivation world.

The next day, it was just dawn!

clang!
An ethereal sound echoed in the workshop, and the battle ax in Yang Yi's hand was also finished.

Yang Yi also woke up. Immediately, he felt that he became more and more proficient in the art of refining, or that his understanding of the art of refining became more and more profound.

Although he didn't know where this feeling came from, he still believed in it.

hum!
The battle ax trembled, and the patterns on its surface also flickered. Immediately, he felt a surge of heaven and earth spiritual energy rushing towards the battle axe.

When everything was calm, he picked it up. The whole battle ax was blue-black in color, and the surface of the ax body was covered with layers of patterns, even the handle was the same.

These patterns are integrated with the battle axe, which can be seen with the naked eye. The whole handle of the battle ax gives people a sense of thickness without losing the sharpness.

Especially when holding it in his hand, he actually felt a little bit like an arm, a feeling of flesh and blood connected. I don't know if it was an illusion. This kind of feeling is very subtle, as if he has touched it before.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his face was a little stunned, because the feeling of the battle ax in his hand was like those magic weapons he had sacrificed, yes, it was the feeling of flesh and blood.

"Could it be that I created a magic weapon unknowingly?" When this idea came out, he was shocked.

hum!
As his true energy poured into the battle axe, the lines on the surface of the ax body also flickered, and the halo around the battle axe was seen, exuding mysterious fluctuations.

A foot-long sharp edge protruded from the ax blade, with a threatening momentum. With a turn of the hand, the battle ax swept towards a thick soil crystal.

puff!

The tomahawk slashed lightly, and the thick soil crystal split into two pieces.

Just when he was in doubt, there was a sound of footsteps, from far to near, Qin Ming and the three appeared in front of him after a while.

The three nodded to him, then picked up the weapon he made and observed it carefully.

Seeing this, Yang Yi suppressed the confusion in his heart.

"Well, the skill has not regressed, which is... a pity!"

Qin Yang held a long knife in his hand, and his face was also a little excited, but it turned into a look of regret in an instant.

Yang Yi's heart moved, this saber was exactly the treasured saber he forged last night, could there be something else hidden in it?

When Qin Kai and the two heard this, they also set their eyes on the knife. Sure enough, the two were overjoyed at first, and then sighed a little.

"Hey, if it weren't for the material itself, this knife is definitely at the level of a magic weapon."

When Yang Yi heard this, his heart suddenly dawned, and he also had a guess about the battle ax in his hand.

After the three put down their long swords, they were about to speak when their eyes were attracted by the battle ax in Yang Yi's hand.

Qin Yang took a step forward, snatched the tomahawk, rubbed the ax lightly, his face became excited, and so did the other two.

call out!
Qin Yang raised the ax and dropped it, the forging table next to it was also missing a corner, but the ax blade was intact.

"Cut iron like mud, cracks are formed naturally, this is a magic weapon!"

(End of this chapter)