The light rain sky is softly raining, the trees are green and hazy, the green grass is burrowing out of the wet earth, and the delphinium is nesting back and forth in the mud. The scene of peace and tranquility is particularly intoxicating.

Under the eaves of the Mud Ancient Hall, Qi Ziran, who has been living in the mountains and wilderness all the year round, didn't want to hear that Renran came to visit, so he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and after greeting each other, he smiled lightly and said: "The turmoil in the Demon World is not endless, you can take the time to come to the Nigu Hall, it's really surprising." ”

"I don't want to be surprised when I take the liberty of visiting. ”

Bowed apologetically, didn't drag the mud and water, stretched out his hand to Hao Tianding beside him, and said with a wry smile: "Ugly words are ahead, nothing will go to the Three Treasures Palace, and I won't hide some things." Seeing the bottle next to me, Brother Ziran must also know it in his heart. ”

"It's ......"

At the beginning, Qi Ziran didn't pay attention to it, but at this moment, he followed Wen Renran's gesture and looked at it, and after carefully observing Hao Tianding, his leisurely expression was already constricted, and he said: "This thing is the best product for casting divine weapons, where did you get it?"

"For the sake of your peace in the future, I won't say much about the specific origin. ”

Euphemistically refused to answer this question, Wen Renran immediately turned to the topic: "I came today to ask you to help cast a blade. ”

"Do you have an emergency?"

"Be sure to do your best. Wen Renran nodded heavily.

"Hmm...... My casting technique is not suitable, why don't you find Jinziling?"

Wen Renran asked a little strangely: "He disappeared a few years ago, have you seen anyone else recently?"

"Uh, cough cough, I'm tired of fishing, there is a lack of three mahjong and one, and Jin Ziling just happens to make up the number. You didn't come by chance, he only left the day before yesterday. Qi Ziran smiled awkwardly.

"A few good Yaxing ......"

Here is life and death outside, and the elderly are very comfortable to care for the elderly!

silently held back his words and didn't know what to say, and in the end, Wen Renran could only sigh helplessly: "The sword given by the golden old demon rarely avoids bloody killings. Last time, it was not easy to put the sword to death in a game and then live. Now that he has escaped, I don't think it's better not to look for him. Moreover, I'm not trying to forge a sword this time. ”

"Oh, that's right...... The three green dragon bones have all been smelted into divine swords, and you really don't need to ask for foreign objects. ”

With a twist of thought in his mind, Qi Ziran slightly agreed, and then remembered Du Qiuyun, and then asked, "Danqing saw the sword spirit?"

On the way here, she encountered the scenery, she took Qiuyun and Xiuxin, and went to Shiyu Cliff to see Yaoying together. Well, this time, I simply asked for questions. Qiu Yun told me before that her forehead occasionally hurts, is it because of the keel?"

"You mean that she may give birth to dragon horns? The three green dragon bones will act on the spirit body, and the slight change in appearance is not worth making a fuss about, just let it be. ”

Speaking of stopping abruptly halfway, Qi Ziran paused for a long time before asking, "If my memory is correct, it should have been thirty years since Danqing saw the birth of the sword spirit." ”

"So what?"

"In that case, the truth that the spirit is not more than a hundred needs to be explained to you in detail. In the world, the human body is already weak, and the spiritual body, although it is unique, is actually fragile. The spirit is not more than a hundred, it does not mean that it is just a hundred years, and the spirit will inevitably die by the sword. But after a hundred years, the sword spirit will fall into aging. This decay does not manifest itself, but only becomes weaker in nature, sometimes without even knowing itself, and even thinking that it has made other progress. But once a spirit has been harmed, it is often difficult to find a way to recover it. Of course, the special existence of the human soul occupying the sword body is not within the scope of this discussion. ”

"Aging ......"

Qi Ziran's words made Wen Renran fall into memory. After thinking for a long time, Wen Renran suddenly opened his mouth and spit out two unrelated names: "Hanging Sun Sword, Flowing Firefly Sword." ”

"Not bad. The sword light reflects the loyal soul, the sword shadow shines according to the righteous spirit, the sword line is like the sun, and the sword walks like a stream. ”

Seeing and hearing that Renran mentioned the two former gods, and discussed the problem of taste, Qi Ziran finished chanting a small poem together, raised a glass of tea and immediately settled down, and explained carefully: "Back then, the two instrument spirits of Hanging Sun and Liuying, because of the arrogance of the ten directions, suffered from the catastrophe of annihilation, and the sword was broken, which is an example. ”

"I see. ”

Wen Renran frowned and said: "But in my impression, the history of the Ten Directions Agile Existence Zài should be even longer." ”

"The smart casting of the ten directions is better than the hanging sun and the flowing fireflies. What's more, with Ye Xiaochai fighting in the south and north all the year round, the two blades have long been overwhelmed, and it is not uncommon for the machine spirit to die out and become scrap iron. As I mentioned before, spirits do not show signs of weakness until they are hurt. If you think about it carefully, how Shifang Lingdong died, you should know that she has actually come to the time of decay and death. ”

"At most, after one more Jiazi, Qiu Yun will face a similar dilemma?"

"To make up for the shortcomings of the spirit body that are generally susceptible to trickery and restraint with the cultivation of supernatural powers, there are only a handful of casting materials in the world that can compare with the three green dragon bones. According to common sense, Danqing should not encounter the difficulty of dying when he sees the sword spirit. However, there is no absolute ...... in the world."

"How to remedy this?" understood this reasoning, and did not ask much, but asked the solution directly.

Qi Ziran turned his gaze to Wen Renran's waist and sighed: "From virtual to real." The answer is in the scabbard of your sword. But when it comes to this level of Cheng Dù's divine soldiers, it is not easy for the sword spirit that has been condensed to transform into a physical body. ”

"The scabbard, the iron bone, from the virtual to the real, the yang iron gives birth to the flesh, and the cold is cold. ”

In an instant, the information was connected, and in the blur, it seemed that Leng Yun had also said similar words, and Wen Renran understood it, but he was not happy at all.

Leng Yun can't leave Aofeng for half a step all year round, because it can't be suppressed, and the natural fiery temperature brought by his own iron bones.

Her iron bones were forged, and she was known as Nirvana, the perfect celestial artifact. Even the sword weaver can't eliminate its hidden dangers, so he knows how difficult it is to get through this level. is to align Ziran's second half of the sentence, Wen Renran has no intention of reacting.

However, although there is some distress, there is a buffer time of decades, and Wen Ren is not in a hurry to deal with it for a while.

After all, if you can't even get over the level of abandoning the Heavenly Emperor, worrying about the problems in the long future is unfounded.

Taking a few deep breaths, he firmly imprinted this information in his heart, and Wen Renran took out the Purple Sky Pen and the Supreme Evil Venerable Treasure Knife together, and said, "I have memorized what my brother said. But let's not forget about today's business. ”

"The pen was originally meant to be given to my younger siblings. ”

Qi Ziran was slightly surprised, and immediately felt that it was right, so he simply took the evil knife from Wen Renran's hand, and said carefully: "There are several extremely evil qi left on the knife, and there is even a surging evil energy contained in it. Such a ferocious thing, it must be the bloodthirsty emperor who made a lot of trouble before, and the divine weapon that has been passed down through generations, right?"

"No way...... In this era, if you don't take a so-called artifact, everyone is embarrassed not to go out to say hello. There is a Confucian background collection, and my wife's purple sky pen is also superior, which is of course more than enough to deal with ordinary miscellaneous fish and ordinary generals, but it may not be able to take advantage of real masters. Therefore, I can only trouble Brother Ziran once. ”

"No wonder you brought Ding. ”

"Huh. ”

After a trip to the world of extinction hope thirty years later, Wen Renran brought back only the evil knife that he had obtained from killing the son of evil and brought back to deal with the night rebirth.

Because once the public court is established in the future, it will be a matter of time before Chu Junyi and Ye Rebirth face each other. And after taking Haotian Ding from the peak of the Ding Furnace, he used its magic effect to refine the Zitian Pen and give the master of the darkness an unexpected surprise, Wen Renran of course did it very happily.

While thinking, Wen Renran's movements were not slow at all, and then he took out the Xingchen soft sand and said, "You don't need to add this thing, just sprinkle powder on the tip of your nose at the end." ”

"I know exactly what to do. It's just that the evil power contained in this knife is probably beyond the scope of what I can solve......"

"Hmm, can you use Hao Tianding's ability to return to the original and turn it from evil to good by the way, leaving only the most quintessential energy?"

"It's not that simple. If all the bad guys could go back, would the world of suffering still be so chaotic?"

It is difficult to perfect everything in the world, and it is impossible to take advantage of all the cheapness of your own people. Thinking of Du Qiuyun's future again, Wen Renran could only sigh helplessly: "Regret." Then don't worry about it. I'll help you imprison it, and let the evil heaven and martial arts make trouble. ”

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