According to the basic method of refining obtained by Ye Tian, any material can be refined and fused with true fire, but looking at the water mass formed by the metal liquid and the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, he is really not very sure.

The exhausted Yuan Shen forcibly lifted his spirit, Ye Tian played several tricks one after another, and shouted in his mouth: "Melt!" ”

With Ye Tian's shout, his divine sense controlled the fusion of several materials in the flame, which was not as difficult as he imagined, and the liquid formed by Traceless and Blue Gold naturally fused with the flying sword material.

The material is about the size of a baby's fist, and it looks like amber, and it is translucent, and there is a faint blue streamer on the inside, which looks very beautiful.

This liquid exuded a cold aura outside, and there was a trace of indestructible Jin Rui Qi in the middle, I believe that if the refining is successful, it will definitely be sharper than the flying sword used by Ding Hong.

"Finally all the materials have been refined!"

Looking at the fantastic liquid in front of him, Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, but it was not yet time to relax, and the last step had not yet been completed.

"Condensation!"

After resting for a while, Ye Tian suddenly let out a loud shout, and with his shouting, the divine consciousness that had wrapped the liquid turned into a pair of big hands and kneaded it on the material.

A moment later, a short sword that was no more than three inches long and had the same appearance as a traceless appearance appeared in front of Ye Tian out of thin air.

After incorporating the blue metal, the short sword took on a dazzling purple luster, covered with fine lines, and different lights flashed from the blade from time to time.

"Formed?"

Ye Tian's heart was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to slack off at all, and a wisp of true fire erupted from the small mouth of the Yuan Shen, constantly calcining the short sword that had just taken shape, making it more and more sharp.

After ten minutes of calcination of the real fire, the color of the short sword became restrained and rustic, and only occasionally from the light that flashed from the blade could it be seen that it was extraordinary.

At this time, Ye Tian could no longer support it. In addition to separating a wisp of divine consciousness to drag the short sword, the primordial spirit entered the physical body from the heavenly spirit, and an indescribable feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart.

"Can't sleep yet!"

Ye Tian knew that he was still missing the last step, and his teeth bit the tip of his tongue lightly. The mouth is slightly salty. A mouthful of essence blood suddenly sprayed on the short sword.

The scorching heat instantly fused the blood into the short sword, and at the same time, the short sword flashed with golden light all over its body, and let out a cheerful crisp sound. Towards Ye Tianmian Gate, he shot away.

"It's done?!"

When that mouthful of essence blood spurted out, Ye Tian's heart swelled with a feeling that he was connected to the flesh and blood of the short sword, although the short sword was shooting at him at this moment, Ye Tian did not feel the slightest nervousness.

"Definitely!"

With a soft snap in his mouth, the short sword suddenly stopped in front of Ye Tian. It flew up and down like a mischievous child, and the blade of the sword continued to emit a crisp sound.

"Go to ......"

As soon as Ye Tian's mind moved, the short sword suddenly turned into a purple ray, piercing into the rock wall beside Ye Tian like lightning, and with the control of Ye Tian's divine sense, pieces of ore were cut down like tofu.

"Baby, what a baby!" Ye Tian stretched out his hand and made a move, and the flying sword returned to his palm.

After the final true fire condensation, the sword body was no more than three inches long. The purple and near-black luster made it look inconspicuous, but if you held it in your hand and looked closely, you could feel the chill coming from the blade.

"At this time, I am not in a good state, but I can't practice anymore."

Ye Tian originally wanted to refine the flying sword into his body in one go. But as soon as I was ready to move, a wave of tiredness came to my heart.

"This refining weapon actually consumes spirit stones so much?"

After putting the short sword in his arms, Ye Tiancai found the spirit stone he was holding in his hand. The aura had long been exhausted and turned into a pile of powder. I can't help but feel a little distressed.

If this scene was seen by the masters in the enchantment, he would definitely scold Ye Tian for being a loser.

You must know that after the great changes in heaven and earth, the number of spirit stones has become more and more scarce, even if it is a sect with profound heritage, it only gives a low-grade spirit stone when the disciple is about to advance, and no one is willing to use it for refining.

Not to mention anything else, just like the metallic spirit stone that Ye Tian used just now, the quality can reach the middle grade spirit stone, and the spiritual energy contained in it is enough for five or six people to advance to the innate level, for a sect, its importance is far greater than that of a magic weapon.

It's just that Ye Tian didn't know anything about the cultivation world, although he was a little distressed about the loss of the spirit stone, but he came easily, and he didn't particularly care, so he took out another one and held it in his palm, meditated and recovered.

Ye Tian meditated, and three full days passed, and when he opened his eyes from his meditation, a light pierced the darkness in the cave.

Putting away the spirit stone that he had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, Ye Tian stretched out his thumb and index finger and rubbed it, and a wisp of true qi suddenly jumped on his fingertips.

"After refining the flying sword, I have to go out as soon as possible!"

After playing with the real fire for a while, Ye Tian took out the short sword that looked like no trace from his arms, lowered his head and pondered.

According to the refining method, Ye Tian was refined with his natal true fire, and in the end, he added his own essence and blood, he could incorporate the short sword into his body to cultivate, but before that, he still needed to condense his face.

Silently reciting the magic in his heart, Ye Tian took a long breath, this breath was like a long whale absorbing water continuously, and he actually inhaled all the vitality in the entire cave into his body.

Ye Tian inhaled this breath for three minutes, until his clothes swelled and his pores seemed to be accepting this mouthful of true qi, and then Ye Tian slowly began to exhale outward.

Long inhalation and slow exhalation, Ye Tian's breath was outrageously slow, and wisps of white mist Zhenqi spit out from his mouth, wrapping the flying sword around.

At the beginning, the True Qi that Ye Tian spit out was like white points of light, constantly seeping into the short sword.

And with the exhalation of this breath, the points of light gradually connected into a silver line, like a snake with the thickness of a thumb, from drilling into the short sword, and then drilling out of it, entering the body through Ye Tian's nostrils.

Ever since Ye Tian spit out this mouthful of True Qi, he had never breathed a breath of air again, just let the True Qi circulate in the flying sword and his body, one in and one out, over and over again.

This True Qi was transformed by Ye Tian's dantian, and it was the purest True Yuan Qi in his body, and after being injected into the flying sword, it left Ye Tian's mark in the sword body.

And when this True Qi returned from the sword body to Ye Tian's body, it carried a trace of the sword qi of a flying sword, which merged into Ye Tian's True Qi, and the two cycled over and over again, giving birth to an indescribable connection and induction.

When Zhen Qi and the flying sword formed a connection, Ye Tian also entered this mysterious state, the whole person had no joy, no sorrow, no worries, and the yin and yang in the dantian were spinning and rotating, constantly transforming the true qi from the sword body.

This process is refining the flying sword, and at the same time, it is also refining Ye Tian himself.

This mouthful of dantian penetrated his whole body, opening up all the meridians around his body, and expelling all the last toxins remaining in some meridians in his body.

As Ye Tian's breath wandered, a treasure light appeared on his face, and the breath of his body became as pure as a baby, which made people can't help but feel close.

After sitting like this for three days, Ye Tian suddenly raised his eyebrows, and when his eyes opened, that gaze was like a sword, and he actually shot a small hole in the rock wall in front of him.

"Give it to me!"

Ye Tian opened his mouth and inhaled, and the flying sword in his palm instantly disintegrated, turned into a purple light, and flew into Ye Tian's mouth.

This purple mang entered the lower abdomen along Ye Tian's throat, and when it came to the two dantians of yin and yang, it turned into a traceless appearance again, with the blade facing downward.

A trace of True Qi that had just been transformed by Neidan was divided into half of it and poured into the flying sword, and the rest was generally wandered into Ye Tian's body.

"I see, that Ding Hong must be like this to cultivate flying swords!"

Ye Tian let out a burst of hearty laughter from his mouth, raised his head and opened his mouth to spit out, the flying sword in the dantian trembled slightly, turning into a purple light that flew out of Ye Tian's mouth, and pierced into the rock wall above his head like lightning.

This purple light was like a laser, but all the objects in front of it were all pierced by it as if they were air, and by the time Ye Tian came back to his senses, a hole had already appeared above his head, and he could see the starry sky outside.

With a thought, the flying sword swam around the sky, penetrated through another rock wall, and surrounded Ye Tian, as if he was clothed in a purple glow robe.

"With this treasure, although it is not realistic to take someone's head thousands of miles away, it can be like finding a bag within a hundred miles!"

Ye Tian's heart swelled with infinite pride, even if he faced the Russian army of 100,000 at this moment, Ye Tian could be fearless.

With the strength of Ye Tian's divine sense, it can almost extend to a range of about thirty kilometers, and at this distance, he with a flying sword can be called invincible, even if there are millions of male soldiers, he can't help Ye Tian.

"If the sword is traceless, you will still be called traceless!"

Ye Tian laughed, opened his mouth and inhaled, and incorporated the traceless into his body to nourish it, although the flying sword would absorb some of his true yuan in the dantian, but the sword qi fed back would also be of great benefit to Ye Tian.

"One day in the mountains, I don't know how long it has been in the world? It's time to leave! ”

After refining the flying sword, Ye Tian stood up, and after the leather bag containing the satellite phone before fell into the golden liquid, it had already dissolved without a trace, and Ye Tian could not contact the outside world.

Hiding a few pieces of metal spirit stones close to his body, Ye Tian walked out of the cave, and the grass was already green outside, but it was spring in Siberia——

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