"The entity sword I need should be like a liquid, able to be configured according to what I want, the entity composed of liquid may not be sharp enough, but it doesn't matter, the entity is just a kind of dependence, and the sword spirit is a killing move!"

The more Lu Yang thought about it, the more excited he became, to complete the sword he had in mind, these books alone were not enough.

Lu Yang bit his lip, he had to completely control the sword fetus before he could forge a sword.

Lu Yang walked to the table, pulled out a thick stack of bamboo slips, and began to turn the imaginative illusion into a realistic sketch.

Looking at the sword on the table that was gradually taking shape, Lu Yang couldn't help laughing.

Lu Yang lowered his head and thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "This ethereal sword is called ethereal!" ”

The old man looked at the design twice curiously, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

He read the books, and never looked at the novel sword style in front of him, and walked over curiously.

Seeing the old man suddenly appear next to him, studying his own design drawings, such a serious appearance, Lu Yang was embarrassed to interrupt his train of thought.

After looking at it for a long time, the old man muttered, "There is something wrong with your design. ”

"Seniors, please."

seems to be a perfect design drawing, but Lu Yang doesn't understand what the problem is.

The old man tapped his finger on the sword blade of the design and said, "According to the content of your design, the sword body is liquid, right?" ”

Lu Yang nodded his head.

The old man continued, "You should put the core on the scabbard, this is where the liquid can be stored, and the hilt of the sword only needs to be engraved with a condensation array. ”

Lu Yang suddenly realized that what the old man said was not wrong.

"Thanks to the advice of the seniors, the knowledge of the seniors is really amazing."

"No, you don't."

The old man sneered.

Both sides knew each other's identities, and Lu Yang said this, which made him feel ridiculous.

The old man looked at Lu Yang coldly and said, "But I don't understand, old man, how dare you come to the Realm Refining Sect as an evil cultivator who cultivates evil skills?" ”

Lu Yang smiled knowingly and asked rhetorically: "The courage of the seniors is also not small. ”

"Humph!"

The old man sneered: "My existence, the high-level leaders of the Refining Realm Sect are aware of it, they don't have any opinions on this, they just hope that I can help sort out the categories by the way while reading through the group books." ”

After speaking, the old man's expression became a little serious, and he continued: "You are different, the old man is a person in the demon path, but he has already dispersed most of his cultivation, and will not pose any threat to the righteous path, and you have evil skills, and no one in the world wants to deal with you, do you really think that you can have the same treatment as the old man?" ”

Lu Yang was about to speak, when the old man suddenly said something again.

"Since you can be accepted by Jin Yan, I think at least in Akari, no one dares to touch you."

"Accept?"

Lu Yang looked at the old man puzzled.

"In the thousand years of my existence, you are the first person who can sit on the back of Jin Yan, so it is not called acceptance, the old man really doesn't understand, what acceptance is."

The old man looked at Lu Yang lightly.

"Thank you, senior."

Lu Yang clenched his fists and arched his hands, obviously, the old man would not talk too much and reveal his identity.

"Have you figured out which five kinds of spirit liquids you want to use to refine spirit soldiers?"

"Not yet." Institutions

Lu Yang shook his head, his serious lack of knowledge of the cultivation realm was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The old man thought for a moment and said slowly: "I'll give you a few directions, fire sparrow blood, gold water, mercury, wood spirit pulp, earth dragon spit, these five kinds of spiritual liquid represent the five forms respectively, and all of them are also in the refining realm sect, so you don't need to bother looking for them, it is a better choice." ”

Seeing Lu Yang's hesitant expression, the old man added: "Of course, the choice is on you, you can think about it slowly." ”

Lu Yang smiled and said: "The seniors have misunderstood, if you can get the advice of the seniors, it is too late for the juniors to be happy, how can you still dislike it, the juniors don't know what way to understand the characteristics of the spiritual liquid mentioned by the seniors." ”

The old man looked surprised, he didn't know how long it had been, and he hadn't seen a cultivator go after the source.

Each generation of monks would only ask him which choices were better, without asking why they were the right ones.

The books that should really be valued are buried in the dust of the bookshelves, and what is placed on the table are those sparse and ordinary books.

The old man had mixed feelings in his heart and said, "The row of books in it meets the requirements of your heart." ”

Lu Yang said gratefully: "Thank you to the seniors for bothering to guide, and the juniors left first." ”

The old man's mind has a memory that has traveled for thousands of years, and the back of Lu Yang in front of him is so similar to Yi Qingfeng thousands of years ago.

The old man looked at Lu Yang's back and said indifferently: "If you don't understand something, you can come and ask me, I'm looking forward to the spirit sword you forged." ”

Lu Yang was shocked in his heart, and said with joy on his face: "The juniors will definitely not let the seniors down." ”

……

In the past few days, the sword spirits of the Ten Thousand Sword Cliff have been very upset, and now as long as they feel Lu Yang's breath, all the sword spirits are eager to pull themselves up and hide in the corner.

At the beginning, the old turtle and the peachwood sword had a lot of sighs, pointing out the maze for future generations, but now they are full of regret.

Everyone lamented that the world is impermanent, and they will be annoyed to death by a younger generation, in terms of the degree of pestering people who ask questions, Lu Yang and Yi Qingfeng are simply better than blue!

A touch of golden light came from high in the sky, looking at Lu Yang's bright smile, all the sword spirits cried bitterly in their hearts.

Jin Yan looked at the distressed expression of the sword spirit below, and he was powerless.

Lu Yang looked around curiously, and found that the sword spirit was avoiding his eyes, as if he was a Jiang Yang thief who did all kinds of evil.

"What's wrong with everyone?"

Lu Yang came over to thank everyone, and now he only needs to wait for Yaochi's promise, and he can start casting swords. ”

When the sword spirits heard this, they were moved in their hearts, and finally got rid of this haunting thing.

"Great, it's finally over!"

"I can finally sleep peacefully."

"Sleep to ......"

The voices came and went, sighing that they got rid of Lu Yang's nightmare.

Seeing that the sword spirits in front of him were so excited, Lu Yang's heart was very moved.

Yesterday, there was no name, that is, Lu Yang was the demon cultivator encountered in the library pavilion, and it was confirmed that there was no problem with the design drawing.

Speaking of Nameless, he is also a lone monk.

Although Nameless was born in a demon cultivator, unlike other demon cultivators, Nameless was obsessed with all kinds of books, and did not hesitate to dissipate his seven successes for this purpose, and devoted himself to reading books in the Refining Realm Sect.

The old turtle slowly crawled in front of Lu Yang's eyes and asked, "Boy, when are you going to start work?" ”

Generally speaking, monks need to choose a good time for sword alchemy, and sometimes the materials are complete, and they must wait for ten or eight years to wait for the best time.

After all, with one more chance of success, who would take the risk of forging a sword by forging a sword?

Lu Yang smiled happily and said, "Tomorrow." ”