MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 182

Whether it was Jing Yue, Qin Yanzhi, or the head of Liuyuan Pavilion, he was at a loss at this moment.

Shen Qiu didn't even recognize anyone, but he knew Xiao Cang Lan Sword. Moreover, he had only promoted Xiao Cang Lan Sword that year, and the time to get along was very short.

A waiter boldly said, "Sir, sir can still remember every sword that passed by hand."

Jing Yue couldn't help looking at Qin Yanzhi, who was adored with regret and regret.

Immediately, Jing Yue gave birth to an impulse, for Xiao Cang Lan Jian, for Qin Yanzhi, or for himself? He once again gave a gift to Shen Qiu, "Mr. Shen, I have found Tianyin Jinghuo and other five elements to the cold, and would like to ask me to help me forge a Xiaocang Lan sword."

"King of ancestors—" The head of Liuyuan Pavilion wanted to stop, but saw Shen Qiu raising his hand to hold Xiao Canglan. At that moment, his chaotic eyes became clear, as if all oldness had faded, and he became Suddenly in spirit.

Shen Qiuhui stood up and stared at Jingyue, "Do you really want me to make a sword?"

Jing Yue said earnestly: "Please, Mr.".

Shen Qiu gently stroked Xiao Canglan's sword body, and for a long while, bowed to Jing Yue: "Thank you for your success."

This time, Liuyuan Pavilion has prepared a special sword room for Jingyue. There is only one sword-shaped jade furnace in the room. It is said that this furnace was created by the head of Liuyuan Pavilion seven thousand years ago using meteorites outside the sky. The treasure of the town.

However, there was no fire in the sword furnace. Jing Yue gave a box to Shen Qiu, who slowly opened the box. When she saw a bit of heavenly fire in the box, Shen Qiu's hand holding the box was so tight, The blue tendons were bulging.

This fire, which belongs to the Taoist Supreme Fire, is the same thing as the Tianyang Jinghuo, and it is the pursuit of every craftsman's life.

Shen Qiu may not remember people, but he remembers everything about Qidao, and he must be excited when he sees Tianyin Jinghuo.

It was a long time before he muttered a curse, and his fingers moved closer to the sword furnace, and Tianyin slammed into the furnace fiercely. After a breath, thin black lines appeared on the outer wall of the sword furnace, winding up, forming a mystery. Runes.

Shen Qiu once again held up Xiao Cang Lan Sword and whispered: "Go ..."

Xiao Canglan moved in response, followed by drilling into the sword furnace.

"Uh-"

Jianluokou was closed.

In the following dozens of days, according to the order of the five elements, Shen Qiu put the ice cicada leaf, the ice in the ice, and the ice soil into the sword furnace in turn for refining, and the grade of the Xiao Cang Lan sword also improved day by day.

Qin Yanzhi waited outside, but could feel that a first-class sword was being born. If it could be successfully refined, it would become a fairy.

The head of Liuyuan Pavilion is also excited, not only him, the head and face characters in Liuyuan Pavilion, and the swordsman in the court are standing in front of the sword room. They are waiting for the birth of miracles, waiting for thousands of years, The second immortal was born in Liuyuan Pavilion.

On the seventh, forty-ninth day, everyone felt suddenly—a sword, to be made.

At this time in the sword room, Shen Qiu's physical strength had reached the limit.

His face was blue, his lips were black, his silver hair was twisted by sweat, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Jing Yue looked at the other side in anxiety. Midway, he had wanted to stop Shen Qiu, but Shen Qiu always refused firmly, and signaled Jing Yue not to disturb him, but Jing Yue was really worried that the sword had not yet been completed. Fall down ...

At this time, I suddenly heard Shen Qiu shouted, "Close the sword!"

Then I saw the opponent's fingers change rapidly, one by one, the sword tactics hit the sword furnace, the sword furnace couldn't keep shaking, it seemed that it couldn't hold the sword in the furnace, and the power of the fairy ware was also slightly overflowing.

"puff--"

Shen Qiu spit out blood, and the whole person shook.

"Mr. Shen!"

Jing Yue was frightened, but she saw Shen Qi bit her lip tightly, bulging her blue muscles on her forehead, and raised her hands suddenly, "Open!"

The sword furnace opened in response, and the sharp sword gas exploded-deep sword marks were marked on the ground, on the top, and on the four walls. Even Jingyue's robes were cut. If he did not protect Shen Qiu in time, only Afraid Shen Qiu will be seriously injured.

The temperature of the sword room suddenly turned down, and the sword furnace was covered with a layer of hoarfrost. At this moment, Jing Yue suddenly felt that Dan Tian was inflated and a blue light burst into the sword furnace.

Before he could react, he felt that his body was pushed away, and Shen Qi rushed to the sword furnace in a hurry, and accidentally fell down.

The sword furnace began to shake violently, Tianyin Jinghuo fired a high flame in the furnace, Shen Qiu simply lay down on the ground and chanted quickly, and his ten fingers chanted again.

"Cang Lan ... is Cang Lan!"

Jing Yue finally understood what had just rushed into the sword furnace, and it was the Canglan sword that had been hidden in his dantian!

In fact, he never thought that Cang Lan Sword would have a day to recover. Gein Cang Lan's broken sword was not complete, and some had been completely chopped by Tian Lei, but he did not expect that the sword spirit of Cang Lan Sword was actually Trying to blend into Xiao Canglan!

Jing Yue was shocked and delighted, staring at the sword furnace intently, but he soon discovered that it was not good—the furnace body gradually cracked, and obviously could not support it for too long.

If it is a fryer at this moment, let alone Cang Lan, even the original Xiao Cang Lan sword will be used up!

"Mr. Shen, you ..."

Jing Yueben wanted to turn to Shen Qiu, but saw that Shen Qiu's finger movements were getting slower and slower.

He was horrified immediately, and he did not dare to intervene in Shen Qiulian Sword, but he was helpless for a while.

——Master, master!

Suddenly, Jing Yue heard someone calling him.

——Master, we need your essence.

"My blood?" Jing Yue said, "Is it Xiao Canglan?"

-And brother, let's be together.

Jing Yue no longer hesitated, forcing a drop of blood into the sword furnace directly.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a clear sword, the flames of the furnace were rising higher, and he was continually gathering and compressing ...

Outside the sword room, Qin Yanzhi and others fell into silence.

Just now, they all felt the birth of a fairy, and all the swords in Liuyuan Pavilion resonated, but in an instant, the coercion of the fairy disappeared, and everything returned to tranquility.

No one knows what happened in the sword room, but they all know that the most important step in making a sword is to retract the sword, with a little carelessness. All the hard work before that is gone, and even the sword may be destroyed.

From the imagination just now, it seems like something went wrong during the sword collection, causing the sword to fail ...

The head of Liuyuan Pavilion did not dare to look at Qin Yanzhi. He couldn't help complaining to Jing Yue. He had reminded Shen Qiu that it was not appropriate. The other party had stagnated since he encountered a bottleneck. , Strength is regressing year by year.

If the sword was not valued by experience rather than cultivation, he wouldn't dare to be lucky, now he's just afraid of hitting the pot ...

The head was worried about how to explain to Jing Yue. Suddenly, the sword on his waist came out of the sheath, rushed straight to the sword room, and stopped at three feet away from the sword room, motionless.

No, it's not just his sword, not even his sword!

At this moment, everyone's weapons were out of the master's control, and rushed to the sword room, but they all stopped together, even the Qing of Qin Yanzhi was no exception.

Qin Yanzhi felt that the Taiqing sword soul in Dantian was very excited and wanted to drill out of Dantian. In fact, since Taiqing was seriously injured by Han Guang last time, he has rarely been so active.

At this moment, everyone heard a violent explosion. The roof of the entire sword room was blown open, the smoke billowed, and the fire broke out into the shape of a giant sword.

"Om--"

The sound of weapons from all directions was unknown to the people here. At this moment, all the weapons on the seven-party continent had an unusual response.

The more powerful the weapon, the more intense the response.

In the Three Realms Temple nearest to Liuyuan Pavilion, the airless sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the slightly trembling staff, and with a slight calculation in his heart, he laughed and said, "It's really gratifying."

Wannan Jianzong, Upper Nanzhou.

The water in the sword pond boiled again, and the sword pills jumped out of the water like swimming fish one by one, fell into the water again, and circulated repeatedly.

The disciples rushed towards the main peak, and they all knew that this was a signal of the birth of a superb fairy.

Extremely northern continental, Han Yunzong.

Suddenly shutting up with Yiye, the head of the narrative, the two bowed their heads together, looking at Xu Mijie in their hands.

Cheng Nian's palm was unfolded, and the dark Taihao appeared in his hands, which also trembled.

"It's Mr. Shen ..."

Ichiba: "Who is Mr. Shen?"

Cheng Nian: "Taihao's Blacksmith, Master invited him to promote Xiao Cang Lan Sword ..."

He frowned, "It must be a fairy sword, it is Mr. Shen who forged the best fairy sword ..."

Yiwu Dawu: "Xiao Canglan Sword!"

The monks in Qifangjie were either shocked or happy, or hated or jealous. Most people inferred that the fairy appeared in Zhongzhou, but they didn't know whether the object had a master, and there were a lot of powers coming to Zhongzhou.

But at the moment in Liuyuan Pavilion, everyone was staring blankly at the giant sword-shaped flame.

Because in the flames, slowly came out a stunning young man.

"... Well?" Qin Yanzhi hesitated, and rarely doubted his own judgment.

As soon as the words came down, he heard the familiar voice of Xiao Lanji coming from the direction of the sword room, "Wish! Who dares to touch the porcelain seat?"

Lan Feng flew out of Jing Yue's arms, and rushed to peck over the boy.

Jing Yue didn't stop because he was stupid ...

That young boy's appearance is exactly the same as that of Lan Fenghua!

The young man was scratched by Lan Feng's face, dissipated in an instant, and reunited behind Jing Yue in an instant, pulling Jing Yue's robe and complaining, "Master, he bullied me."

Jing Yue's scalp was numb. He knew who the boy was, but still felt incredible.

"Xiao Canglan?"

The boy nodded slightly, "It's me and my brother, we're together!"

Jing Yue: "..."

Jing Yue was still immersed in the shock of Xiao Canglan's sword soul, and suddenly he walked to him, and said quietly, "Why is Xiao Canglan's sword soul like a puppet?"

Jing Yue's expression was stiff, and the misunderstanding was a little big ...