Chapter 449: Demon Heart Psychic

The so-called capable people work hard, so it is common for capable people to wear multiple hats.

However, there are not many like Ye Changsheng, one of the titles he has been recognized by the world is just a not very prominent sword forging master, and the other two, he is only sixteen years old this year.

Senior Advisor of the Nine Winds Refiner Guild, Special Advisor of the General Association of Refiners of the Principality of Yunlong, Senior Advisor of the Nine Winds Alchemist Guild, and Senior Advisor of the Royal Ordnance Bureau, these incomparably noble titles have always been only awarded to those who are highly virtuous and powerful, but at the same time, they are concentrated on a young man, which is unprecedented.

Ye Changsheng is also the vice president of the Council of the Sanchuan Academy, the vice president of the Sanchuan Alliance, the representative of Liuhe County, and the deliberative master of Tangmen Temple.

Unbeknownst to others, he is also the punishment envoy of the Demon Sect directly under the Divine Sword Sect.

Changsheng naturally doesn't care about these titles, it's just icing on the cake, it doesn't matter if there is more or less.

But all of these are added together, and the amount he gets every year is a staggering amount.

Especially the identity of the Demon Sect's punishment envoy, he can get twenty-four dark attribute top-grade spirit stones every year, which are exchanged for silver, worth nearly 10 million!

Before the magic bell left, Changsheng directly advanced a year's salary, and Liu Yiyi had already sent someone to send it yesterday.

After visiting the alchemy workshop, Ye Changsheng took the alchemists to the Wenjian Hall to complete the final casting of a legendary-level long sword.

After sending Shen Chaoyang and his party away, Changsheng entered the underground secret room of the villa, sat cross-legged, and began to refine the dark spirit stone.

After advancing to the Supreme Realm, his energy system was able to evolve, the original seventy-two meridians, now doubled, the original three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture points have been filled with energy, but now they have become black and white, only half full.

And in the spiritual sea space of his dantian, the second black spiritual body was also in an unsaturated state, and he urgently needed to absorb a large amount of dark energy.

Changsheng deeply suspected that the reason why his "Secret Record of the Floating Slaughter" and "The Secret Record of the Demon Heart" had not broken through for a long time was because of the lack of dark energy.

The black mist intertwined, enveloping Ye Changsheng.

The powerful and pure dark energy was continuously injected into Ye Changsheng's body through the spirit stone.

Perhaps because he was too poor, Ye Changsheng actually had a feeling of fullness, and then a feeling of hunger and thirst followed.

A spirit stone was quickly refined, and Ye Changsheng couldn't wait to take out the second one, and then refine it.

The black air flow traveled all over the body, and suddenly, at one of the acupuncture points of the newly formed meridians, it stopped.

With a snort, the energy surging from the spirit stone was absorbed by the acupuncture point almost instantly.

Incredibly, a little black crystal appeared in the acupuncture area!

Originally, it took an hour to refine a high-grade spirit stone, but it was refined in less than half an hour.

Gray crumbs slipped down from between his fingers, and Changsheng couldn't help but smile wryly when he opened his eyes.

He finally knew where that feeling of hunger and thirst came from, the newly formed meridians also had three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture points, and they also needed to condense the spirit core!

How much energy should be needed to absorb this, and when will it take to condense all these spirit cores?

Changsheng didn't dare to imagine it, and his scalp felt numb when he thought about it too much.

How could he have thought that his cultivation in the Supreme Realm would be so difficult?

Normally, it was difficult enough to cross from the Supreme Realm to the Innate Realm, but for him, it was even more difficult.

Practice, what else is there to say?

For three days and three nights, Changsheng stopped and rested, controlling the rhythm, and refining all the twenty-four high-grade spirit stones.

The old meridians have not changed much, and on the new meridian acupoints, twelve half-black spirit cores have been added.

When the last wisp of black smoke was absorbed in Changsheng's body, all of a sudden, his heart beat a few times irregularly.

"Bang, bang!"

The heart slowly cracked, revealing the black Demon Heart Sword, and immediately a thought escaped from the tip of the sword, straight into Ye Changsheng's soul.

"Boom!"

The sea of souls roared, and the idea of immortality spread out infinitely, and the next moment, it was retracted with a bang.

The boundless magic sound rolled in, silently and loudly echoing in the depths of the soul.

The devil's heart is nuanced, and synaesthesia is in ten directions.

There is no symbiosis, and inspiration is intertwined!

Ye Changsheng listened to the magic sound, and only opened his eyes for a long time, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The soul refining chapter of "Nine Heavens Refining Divine Formula", "The Secret Record of the Demon Heart" has a total of three layers, the first is "super sense", the second is "subtle", and the third is "soul evil".

Originally, he thought that his "Secret Record of the Demon Heart" had been promoted, but now it seems that it is not.

It can only be said that the second level of "Secret Record of the Demon Heart" has improved by a small level.

Demon heart psychic, what kind of realm is this?

Existence and non-existence are intertwined, and spirit and sense are intertwined?

Ye Changsheng suddenly thought of something, revealing a look of surprise, and his eyes shone like morning stars.

Floating up, he got out of the underground secret room, and immediately took the carriage to the Wenjian Hall.

Even at night, in the several sword-casting rooms of the Sword Hall, they were still busy and nervous.

In the No. 4 Sword Casting Room, Elder Lu and a group of senior swordsmiths were refining a batch of materials, trying to digest the knowledge taught by the Young Hall Master during the day.

When Ye Changsheng walked into the sword casting room, everyone hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and they all looked at Ye Changsheng with anticipation.

The young hall master often breaks into it quietly, and they have long been used to it, but every time the young hall master "has a nerve", it means that he has a new understanding, and it turns out that this is exactly the case.

This time he came late at night, I am afraid that he has a new understanding in the way of sword casting!

Sure enough, Ye Changsheng walked to the blazing furnace, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly said, "It's okay, start forging the sword immediately." ”

Elder Lu couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly reminded: "Young Hall Master, this piece of fire attribute material, we are only half of the spirit, and it is not good to cast the sword directly." ”

It's not good, it's just nonsense.

It's okay for the swordsmith next to him, the current young hall master is a swordsmith, and his shot must be a high-quality product, casting an unqualified long sword, is it interesting?

Although this is just an internal attempt, it doesn't sound good if it gets out, does it?

Even if the young hall master wants to forge a sword, there are many sword casting rooms with better conditions, and he can't do it at all.

The other swordsmiths naturally understood this truth, and although they didn't know which one of the young hall masters was crazy, they all objected and proposed alternative solutions.

Ye Changsheng smiled silently, but anyone could see that he was determined to use the materials in the furnace to forge a sword.

In desperation, Elder Lu and the others could only prepare in a hurry.

Changsheng looked at the molten iron in the furnace, his eyes full of anticipation.

What he wants is a semi-finished material, and only in this way can he truly embody the mystery of "Demon Heart Psychic".

Hopefully he's not misunderstood.