Chapter Twenty-Three: Planting a Sword

Before walking out of the door, Zhanbai's eyes were covered with a thick black cloth, and it was obvious that Liu Chengying didn't want him to know where to go next. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The feeling of soaring clouds and fog in a trance made Zhanbai not only lose his vision, but even his basic sense of direction was completely confused. Two hours later, when the black cloth was removed, Zhanbai realized that he was in a deep cave at this time.

"Let's go, inside is a hidden cave I have opened." Liu Chengying took two steps forward and walked in front, the torch in his hand looming on the stone wall of the cave, reflecting a faint light.

Tick... Tick......

Along the way, from time to time, water droplets fell from the roof of the cave and smashed into puddles on the ground. The sound is crisp and constantly reverberating.

Zhan Bai followed closely behind, and he could feel that the terrain under his feet was declining, perhaps, his position was now below the ground.

The cave is very deep, and the corridor is very long, as if there is no boundary, but Zhanbai clearly feels that the temperature around him is rising rapidly, and beads of sweat have unconsciously climbed all over his cheeks and dripped down his chin.

A bad guess came to Zhanbai's mind.

It won't be ...... here Let's be close to the crater.

Sure enough, as expected, when I reached the end of the road, my eyes suddenly opened up, and at the same time, the hot air also came to my face, and in addition to the huge cave, I was greeted by the fiery red magma flowing all over the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

"Was it a surprise?" Liu Chengying finally stopped and asked without looking back.

"A little bit at first." Zhan Bai nodded.

"So, you've figured it out now?" Liu Chengying's words carried a faint apnovement.

"Forging a sword, whether it is a flying sword or a sword, there must always be a fire. Ordinary long swords, naturally, only one furnace is enough, as for Xuan Xiu's flying sword, although I have not seen it, it seems to be reasonable to use the power of earth and fire to forge it. Zhan Bai replied calmly.

"Oh, it's not right, it's not far away." As Liu Chengying spoke, the ten fingers of both hands quickly sealed, and the cyan silk threads visible to the naked eye flowed out from the fingertips, flying in the air to form a complex and mysterious array.

"Open." Liu Chengying shouted loudly, and the index fingers of his left and right hands merged, and he hurried towards the direction of the most central part of the magma.

Click, boom......

In the muffled sound, I saw that the magma volcanic stone suddenly cracked from it, and a blue glow poked out of the gap, shooting straight into the sky, and even pierced the top of the mountain to a depth of a full foot.

Qiang !!!

The sound of swords is endless.

Under Zhanbai's shocked gaze, a blue-blue horse slowly broke through the magma and was suspended in the air.

The blue-blue Pi Lian seemed to have a spirituality, and when he saw the light again, he roared happily and excitedly, and he wanted to break through the air, but before he could fly high, a chain-like black rune suddenly flashed on his body.

The black runes flickered from time to time, and a layer of invisible restraint firmly fixed the cyan and blue pi Lian in mid-air, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could no help, only to emit a more and more high-pitched and sharp sword sound.

"Are you ready? After thousands of years of training, this flying sword embryo has given birth to spiritual wisdom, although it is immature, but if it is given another hundred years, it will definitely be able to grow into a real flying sword spirit, but unfortunately I don't have a hundred years to wait. The thousand-year-old seal can no longer trap it for long, and can only be introduced into your body as soon as possible. Liu Chengying said with a sad and solemn expression.

"How to introduce it, is it like eating?" Zhan Bai was a little speechless, although he couldn't see the blue material, but judging from its length of at least a few feet, he would pierce himself before he could introduce it into his body.

"Don't worry. Flying swords are not what you think, just flying swords. Liu Chengying smiled, how could he not see Zhanbai's worry, but this worry was only based on his ignorance.

"I'm here I go." Liu Chengying stopped laughing, and suddenly sat upright, his hands kept making marks on his chest, this time the speed was obviously much slower, but the handprints were more complicated and cumbersome, and there were words in his mouth.

Rao is Zhanbai, who has no foundation in metaphysical cultivation, and at this time, he also clearly felt that there was a sense of air in the air, which was rapidly surging towards Liu Chengying, no, to be exact, it was surging in the direction of his handprint, and it didn't take long for cyan runes to appear out of thin air.

There were more and more runes, and they began to converge into a river, slowly surging towards the flying sword primordial embryo that was still struggling violently in midair.

"Is this also the supernatural power of Xuan Xiu?" The exhibition on the side, the eyes of the look, are full of brilliance.

Before, for Xuan Xiu, whether it was those black-clothed people in the Void Land or Fu Manlou's brave fight against the White Tiger Xuan Beast later, it was only one side of his battle and killing.

But in front of him, what Liu Chengying showed was undoubtedly more profound and mysterious, the cyan runes, under the urging of Liu Chengying, continued to emerge, converging into a river, pouring into the middle of the air The first embryo of the flying sword, constantly arranged around it, it was like a formation on the battlefield, surrounding it.

With the gradual increase of cyan runes, the struggle of the first embryo of the flying sword became weaker and weaker, until finally it was completely quiet, like a sleeping child, the original momentum of rushing to the sky also turned into a sideways, under the traction of the cyan rune river, slowly flying in the direction of Liu Chengying.

"Yan Yun Jiyu, go back." Suddenly, Liu Chengying screamed, his originally half-open eyes suddenly radiated a terrifying essence, his hands were sealed, and he made a bow, and the arrow pointed to him was Zhanbai beside him.

Without waiting for Zhan Bai to react, the blue and blue that was being pulled suddenly turned into a streamer and directly drilled into Zhan Bai's dantian.

"Ah!!!h

The scorching pain seemed to burn a person's soul to ashes, and with Zhan Bai's scream, he saw that the flesh and blood of his whole body quickly dried up at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and finally only a skinny and terrifying appearance remained.

Seeing the change in Zhanbai, Liu Chengying's face did not change at all, and with a pull of his right hand, dozens of herbs shining with various kinds of light appeared out of thin air, and under an invisible force, they were ground into powder by volley, mixed with each other, and finally condensed into a fist-sized pill.

Liu Chengying stretched out his right hand violently, pinched Zhanbai's jawbone, and with a slight force, he pinched Zhanbai's mouth to the maximum, and with a pull of his left hand, the fist-sized pill flew into Zhanbai's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, turning into a bubbling fragrant jin and flowing down the esophagus into Zhanbai's whole body, magically filling Zhanbai's shriveled flesh and blood again.

"Sword coffin, now."

Seeing that Zhanbai was out of danger of his life and was not sucked dry by the sword embryo, Liu Chengying finally breathed a long sigh of relief, dragged the crumbling Zhanbai with one hand, and led the void again with the other hand, and a sarcophagus appeared out of thin air.

The sarcophagus is carved with esoteric runes, and in the center of the lid is the pattern of a long sword.

"Next, I will put you into the sword coffin, and then forge for seven seven forty-nine days, as for the final success or failure, it depends on your fate and mine." Liu Chengying knew that Zhanbai seemed to be unconscious, but he was actually very conscious, and after explaining, he put Zhanbai into the sarcophagus.

Reclosing the lid of the coffin, Yoo Seung-ying slapped the sarcophagus into the magma.

Grunt......

The heavy sarcophagus was in the magma, slowly sinking, and soon it was completely submerged.

"The first step is finally complete." Liu Chengying raised his hands, but there was no relaxation on his face, in the next seven hundred and forty-nine days, he must always brace his spirits to deal with any possible accidents.

Finding a clean place and sitting on the ground, Liu Chengying began to recover the Xuanhuang Qi he had consumed before, and at the same time, in his mind, he pondered every detail of the sword many times, in order to leave no flaws.

Talk on both sides.

After the first embryo of the flying sword entered the dantian, Zhanbai clearly felt that the blood veins in the whole body changed direction from all parts of the body almost instantly, all converged towards the dantian, and then were swallowed up by the touch of red light in the dantian, and the blood was absorbed, and it began to devour the flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood were gone, what should it be?

Fortunately, before Zhanbai fell into a panic, Liu Chengying reacted, the pill that entered his mouth was quite magical, and the powerful vitality it generated instantly replenished the previous consumption, and the excess flesh and blood flowed into the dantian.

And after absorbing so much essence and blood medicinal power, Hongguang in the dantian was obviously growing up gradually, and finally it was like going to his own home, wandering unhindered in his body, and finally, he finally rushed into his brain.

In an instant, the pain that seemed to crush the entire soul completely hit Zhanbai.

Finally, the most critical moment to determine the success or failure of life and death has arrived, and it is destined to be a protracted battle.