Chapter 460 Pure Yang Sword Shape

Li Yuan devoted all his efforts to creating the Chunyang Dragon and Tiger Sword.

Although the secret treasure refining technique was not revealed, the magical effect of this treasure refining technique was also shown sideways. Although Nie Laodao was doubtful, he did not hesitate to shed blood.

The four people in Wanchuan were more accepting of it. The Divine Weapon Valley had also produced many world-famous master craftsmen. Therefore, they did not start the final step of making the sword embryo until Li Yuan arrived.

Of course, this is only a last resort.

laugh!

Smoke and steam rose up to three meters high, and the strong bloody smell spread.

Nie Xianshan came quickly, and with the flick of his sleeves, he isolated everyone except the four great master craftsmen. He looked at the clanking sword embryo in the boiling blood water with a solemn expression.

At this moment, Nie Laodao's aura was so terrifying that all the onlookers did not dare to breathe out.

Jing Shuhu was also very nervous. His knowledge of the art of refining treasures was limited to word of mouth from his elders.

He actually did not agree with Li Yuan's involvement in this creation. It was too difficult to create the best magic weapon.

Buzz~

His hands were placed on the red-hot cauldron, and the blood inside was boiling.

In the past few months, Nie Laodao poured at least three large buckets of blood, and the extraction of divine patterns from various iron materials was basically completed.

At this moment, it is necessary to use these divine patterns to make up for the final flaws of this sword embryo.

The ultimate divine weapon is the pinnacle of weapon-making. It is a truly flawless and perfect creation. The difference between a fish and a dragon is like the difference between a fish and a dragon.

"hold head high!"

With high concentration, Li Yuan seemed to hear the dragon's roar, and in a daze, he seemed to see a dazzling red-gold sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, there seems to be a blue dragon soaring, and a fierce tiger shuttles and leaps among it.

The dragon and tiger are swimming in the sea of ​​fire, and their bodies are vaguely vague, as if they are composed of countless fine lines that are still flowing.

"Divine Marks!"

Li Yuan concentrated his attention.

These lines are the 'divine lines' that come from all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and represent the characteristics of each material.

The Shadow of the Dragon and Tiger, or the Divine Weapon, is a blend of characteristics such as sharpness, toughness, heaviness, lightness, etc.

Even a master craftsman can only vaguely sense this characteristic and rely on experience to blend and temper it. However, through the art of treacherous treasure refining, Li Yuan can intuitively feel it.

"hold head high!"

"roar!"

Dragons roar and tigers roar.

In the sea of ​​fire, dragons and tigers surrounded each other and collided with each other.

"The skills of these four in forging weapons are truly astonishing..."

Li Yuan changed his mind.

In his perception, the shadow of the dragon and tiger was actually extremely perfect, and the collaboration of the four great craftsmen had created the foundation for the ultimate divine weapon.

Regardless of dragon or tiger, in fact, they have all reached the level of the ultimate divine weapon. There is no fault or flaw in each of them.

But Dragon Tiger itself still lacks a bit of harmony.

Just this small difference means that the grade of this Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Sword is at the quasi-ninth level, not the real ninth level.

"By connecting the dragon and the tiger with divine patterns, this last bit of disharmony can be erased."

Li Yuan was determined in his heart, the true energy gushing from his palms became more and more violent, and more water vapor rose from the cauldron he pressed with both palms.

The smell of blood is so strong that disciples of Jingtao Hall who are miles away can smell it.

Buzz~

Li Yuan concentrated his mind and drove the divine patterns imprinted with blood to make up for the final flaw of this Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Sword.

All around, a crowd of onlookers watched quietly.

With Nie Xianshan nearby, Jiang Xie and the others did not dare to disturb Li Yuan, even though Wan Chuan was extremely curious.

The four of them were hesitant and somewhat curious about what Li Yuan said about the 'Qimen Forging Weaponry Technique'.

Of course, the reason why they allowed Li Yuan to join the Weapon Forging had little to do with the Weapon Forging Technique. The main reason was that there was one more person to share Nie Xianshan's possible anger.

After more than seventy years of preparation, they finally fell short. Just thinking about it made them feel unsure.

"It's going to happen!"

Nie Xianshan's knuckles turned white when he pinched them, and his face was also a little pale. These days, he had to bleed at least five hundred kilograms of blood.

He had never lost so much blood in a period of one or two months since the blood transfusion.

"Buzz!"

At a certain moment, Li Yuan opened his eyes, and his palms suddenly flicked open.

Then, there was only a 'click' sound, and the big cauldron shattered in response. All the blood and water in it instantly evaporated into gas, rising to a height of tens of meters.

Covering the entire riverside.

"Um?!"

The mud under his feet cracked open, and Nie Xianshan's heart twitched violently, and then, in the mist, a sword light rose.

The red sword light, like a pillar or a waterfall, shot straight into the sky. Although the sound of the sword was not heard, everyone who saw the sword light heard the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring.

"It's done!"

Li Yuan took a few steps back and felt relieved.

The mist naturally couldn't cover his eyes, and a pure red light rippled in front of his eyes:

[Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Sword (ninth level)]

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In the dense forest beside the mountain road, the little tiger cub walked slowly, murmuring in his heart: "How did you convince Long Yingchan in the end?"

Long Yingchan was naturally an old fox. In her impression, this old guy had never suffered a loss at all.

Even this time the evil sect was tested by the imperial court, but they did not suffer any loss, and even killed Mo Long.

She was really curious about what her ancestor said after driving her out.

"The little monk is a smart man."

The old man felt a little emotional. If it hadn't been for this moment, he might not have been able to steal a corner from Long Yingchan.

"...You even hid it from me?"

Qin Shixian was somewhat dissatisfied. What words could Long Yingchan listen to but she couldn't?

"...You can't hide things in your heart. Some things are better not to be known so clearly."

The old man felt quite speechless. This girl's understanding of herself was seriously unbalanced.

"I……"

"Okay."

Seeing that she wanted to ask, the old man interrupted:

"I was able to convince Long Yingchan. Firstly, it was because of one thing and another. Now the imperial court has faintly surpassed the Five Great Dao Sects. Secondly, it was also because of Li Yuan."

"Um?"

Qin Shixian became interested: "Because of him?"

"This kid is very talented."

"...If he has great talent, he is willing to let it go?"

Qin Shixian frowned, why hadn't she convinced Long Yingchan before?

"Do you think that just an eternal talent can remove Wan Zhuliu's sword intention?"

The old man sighed in his heart and said it more clearly:

"Wan Zhuliu's talent is no worse than what I had back then. He has a second-level talent that is unparalleled in history. Coupled with the support of the imperial court and the entire country, and more than a hundred years of practice, do you think he is still unparalleled in history?"

"this……"

Master Qin was speechless.

"This boy must have some kind of special physique. His ability to draw a sword must be related to it."

The old man said in a determined tone:

"Longhu Temple has a good foundation, but unless Taoist Chunyang is resurrected, no one is qualified to teach this kid."

"Is this how you persuade Long Yingchan?"

Qin Shixian was a little suspicious.

"...You are indeed not the one to take charge."

The old man shook his head mentally.

Qin Shixian wanted to refute, but she still endured it. Thinking carefully about it over the years, she did not do very well.

Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing's betrayal made her resentful. She trusted those two people so much that she even entrusted them with important tasks.

"It's okay, let's learn slowly."

Seeing that the girl was a little depressed, the old man comforted her again.

"...not learning."
To be continued...