Zhu Liu does have a lot of reason to sigh.

Ever since she arrived at Zhennan Pass in the Gou Chen Immortal Dynasty a year ago, she had been running around for the refining materials of her natal magic weapon, and it was only today that she had gathered all the materials needed for refining.

After recalling the bitterness for a while, Zhu Liu felt that it was better to think about the sweetness first:

"Hmm...... What is the best day to forge a sword? ”

After thinking about it slightly, Zhu Liu, who still didn't know anything about divination and derivation, simply gave up thinking: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to just do it today!" Anyway, my face is so white, I can't think I'm African, right? ”

Waving his little fist to cheer himself up, Zhu Liu stood up, walked to his bedroom, and rummaged out a stack of paper manuscripts from the bedside table:

"Materials, smelting, forging, and smelting ......" (Note 1)

Looking at the manuscripts that recorded the method of forging swords, Zhu Liu put away the various materials that he had spread out on the bed, and stretched out his hand to push the door.

"By the way......" stretched out halfway, Zhu Liunen blushed, and retracted his hand in embarrassment:

"Like...... Forgot to put on your clothes? ”

————I'm the dividing line of clothes————

Hundreds of miles away from Zhu Liu's hut, in the Ziyang Mountain.

A faint light fell, and Zhu Liu's figure was revealed. Looking at this mountain range that is famous for its alchemy industry, Zhu Liu snapped his fingers with satisfaction:

"This is it."

After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Liu took out a veil from the mustard seed bag and put it on his face, and walked quickly towards a palatial complex.

……

One Tianzi room, five days, a total of 12,500 medium-grade spirit stones. The old man, who only had the aura of building a foundation, sat behind the counter and looked at the veiled slender nun in front of him expressionlessly.

The breath stagnated slightly, and the female cultivator took out a mustard seed bag without saying a word and handed it to the old man. However, just as the old man stretched out his hand to take it, the nun suddenly withdrew her hand again.

"What do you mean, fairy?" After being stunned for a moment, the old man's face sank slightly.

I saw that the female cultivator's head was slightly tilted, and the seductive red lips under the veil opened and closed slightly: "The spirit stone can be given to you, but the bag can't." ”

“……”

Ignoring the black-faced old man, the masked nun poured the spirit stone into the mustard seed bag that the old man had taken out. After receiving the token handed by the old man, she moved the lotus step lightly and walked towards the Tianzi room.

……

"It's just a money grab!"

Closing the door of the room, Zhu Liu finally didn't hold his breath and complained.

Luckily, it only takes three or five days, if it takes months......

Shaking his head, the heartache Zhu Liu forced himself to stop thinking about the whole net worth that had just evaporated; As long as you can successfully cast the natal sword weapon, there are more than 10,000 spirit stones!

"I don't feel sorry, I don't feel sorry, I don't feel sorry for ......" While carrying out self-hypnosis, Zhu Liu carefully observed this Tianzi room:

I saw that the whole room was divided into two parts: the outer room was smaller, and it seemed to be defined as a rest room, with a jade bed, a huge glass mirror, and several Taishi chairs carved from spiritual wood; Each piece of furniture is full of light, so that people can see that it is extraordinary at a glance.

Ignoring these valuable pieces of furniture, Zhu Liu walked through the outer room, reached out and pushed open the door of the compartment and looked inside:

The space inside is extremely vast, several times the size of the outside; A huge stone furnace stands in the center, giving a strong visual impact; On the four walls, the magic circles covered with runes were faintly visible in Zhu Liu's eyes.

"Protect against attacks, increase the temperature of flames, and prevent peeping ......" After carefully examining the functions of the various magic circles on the wall, Zhu Liu clapped his hands with satisfaction, and took out a purple spirit rune from the mustard seed bag:

"Zhongshan Lingfu, I'm counting on you this time!"

In the past year, after a long period of exploration, Zhu Liu finally roughly summed up several functions of Zhongshan Runes:

Zhongshan rune is named after the collective name of the sixteen horse-body dragon-headed mountain gods in ancient times; As the name suggests, those who hold this talisman can support the land of the mountain god at will, look through the dragon qi veins at a glance, and have an endless stream of spiritual power; It is one of the several famous heaven and earth runes in ancient times.

Of course, this piece in Zhu Liu's hand is just a fake, otherwise, even if she awakens the Vermilion Bird True Yan that day, she will definitely not be the opponent of the other party. However, even if it is a fake, this spirit rune still has the effect of mobilizing the leylines - which is why Zhu Liu wants to use it today.

"Up!" With a low snort, Zhu Liu controlled the Zhongshan spirit rune with a solemn face: as her voice fell, the spirit rune slowly rose into the air; Zhu Liu's handprint changed, and a spiritual light flew out from between her fingers, and went straight into the spirit rune.

"It's done!" Closing his eyes slightly, feeling the sense of control over the surrounding leylines, Zhu Liu's tone was joyful.

Then comes the most important step: forging the sword.

Taking out a few sword-forging materials from the mustard seed bag, Zhu Liu laid them out on the ground one by one, and picked out the Flame Demon Bone Iron from the inside. She didn't turn on the earth fire, she stretched out a palm as white as jade, and her spiritual power surged, and with a "whew", dark red flames rose in her palm. Zhu Liu flipped his hand slightly, and the flames turned into a long tongue of fire, constantly licking the incomparably hard Flame Demon Bone Iron with its terrifying temperature.

A full hour later.

"Whew-" Zhu Liu exhaled a long breath:

"Step 1, done!"

Stirring the black-red liquid turned into the Flame Demon Bone Iron, Zhu Liu's face was slightly happy, and then his expression became serious again. She knew that the next step was the biggest challenge—in fact, if it weren't for the fear that her spiritual power would not be enough to complete this step, Zhu Liu would not have come to use the earth fire here.

Zhu Liu stretched out his hand and picked up the Vermilion Bird Feather, Gengjin Sword Essence, Lihuo Red Lotus and other materials, and shot out a flame, melting them all into several liquid balls of different colors. Carefully drip these valuable masses of liquid into the black-red liquid.

Stirring the mixed liquid well, Zhu Liu molded the whole liquid into a long strip and let it cool slowly in the air. A few steps forward, she came to the tall stone furnace and reached out to unscrew the fire switch carved in the shape of a vermilion bird.

…… It's ugly, it doesn't look like it at all.

Spit out a sentence in his heart, Zhu Liu's heart condensed slightly, and he communicated with Zhongshan Lingfu in his heart.

"Hoo ————!!" As the Zhongshan Spirit Rune began to play its role, in the blink of an eye, the earth fire that had been steadily gushing out of the mouth of the Vermilion Bird was blazing, and the four stone carved Vermilion Birds were almost completely enveloped by the pale earth flames; As the light of the fire jumped, the shadow of the Vermilion Bird stone sculpture also trembled up and down, like four stone ghosts about to wake up.

Not caring about this, Zhu Liu reached out to measure the temperature of the flame and nodded with satisfaction. Turning around, Zhu Liu thought for a moment, and simply took off the robe on his body, leaving only underwear and an apron made of spiritual power.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, a crimson spiritual power sledgehammer appeared in Zhu Liu's hand. She stretched out a large spiritual hand and folded the long strip of solid that had cooled slightly in midair.

"Hey!"

With a shout, Zhu Liu raised the sledgehammer high with his slender arms, aimed at the sword embryo that was still burning with blazing fire, and smashed it down!

"Buzz! When—"

With the sound of the whirring wind, the sledgehammer smashed on! I only heard the sound of "dang", sparks flew out, and the sword embryo that had not yet been completely solidified was smashed and deformed by this fierce blow.

When—

When—

When—

The sound of striking iron kept ringing, and Zhu Liu was single-minded, while controlling the spiritual power hand to fold the sword embryo repeatedly, and constantly swinging the sledgehammer to hit the folded sword embryo continuously.

"Whoop—whoa—"

At the end of the first round, Zhu Liu took a few breaths and put the somewhat cooled sword embryo on the ground fire again to heat. Taking this opportunity, Zhu Liu took out two high-grade spirit stones from his bag that he had obtained during his adventure in the Demon Cave; Holding it in the palm of his hand silently restores his spiritual power.

Mortal wrought iron, there is a saying that "a hundred tempered into steel"; However, this time Zhu Liu's sword forging requires at least a thousand refinements! Therefore, Zhu Liu had to stagger the steps of heating and forging - otherwise, if she continued to forge continuously, the spiritual power in her body would be consumed first.

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body was gradually recovering, Zhu Liu looked at the fire of the sword embryo, put away the spirit stone, and began the boring process of forging iron again......

Exactly three days later.

When—

When—

When—

When ————

After completing the final blow, looking at the sword embryo that had turned into a golden red, Zhu Liu dispersed the spiritual power sledgehammer in his hand, and his towering chest rose and fell violently:

"Finally, ———— ......

didn't take into account his delicate body that had been stained with a layer of oil by sweat, and Zhu Liu, who only had two red silk wrapped in his body, forced himself to calm down his breathing:

"It's not ...... The last two steps ......"

Suppressing the tremor of his arm, Zhu Liu forced himself to remain in an ethereal state, and used his spiritual power to carve a number of magic circles that had already been selected on the sword embryo that had not yet solidified:

"Hui Yuan, Soul Breaking, Fire Departure, Gengjin ......"

Drawing the last stroke, Zhu Liu reached out to turn off the earth fire, and once again shrouded the sword embryo with Vermilion Bird True Flame—this time not for forging, but to infuse the breath of True Flame into it.

Listening to the incessant humming of the sword embryo in the true flame, Zhu Liu's beautiful eyes shone brightly: "It's time!" ”

"Poof!"

A small rain of blood erupted from Zhu Liu's sandalwood mouth, absorbed by the sword embryo that was still buzzing. As Zhu Liu's spurting essence blood merged into the sword, the sword also completed the final step of forging - quenching with blood.

Suddenly, the room was full of red light, and the golden-red long sword seemed to have a spiritual nature, voluntarily freeing itself from the shroud of the red flame, and slowly rotating in mid-air. (Note 2)

"Finally...... It worked......"

Lying straight on the ground, looking at the natal magic weapon that was spinning in mid-air, the corners of Zhu Liu's lips curled slightly.

It's not that Zhu Liu doesn't want to laugh, it's just that she's too tired......

Staring at the golden-red long sword in mid-air, two lines of poetry suddenly appeared in Zhu Liu's mind with confused eyes:

Good work forged for a few years, cast the sword name Longquan.

Thinking about this, Zhu Liu, who couldn't support it, was sleepy, and fell into the black sweet country with a comfortable smile.

When he was groggy, Zhu Liu finally turned a thought in his mind:

Forged Sword...... What is the name?