Chapter Forty-Nine: Practicing the Flying Sword

Lian Zhi found an inn, asked for a luxurious upper room, sat cross-legged in the room at this moment, took out the flying sword and scabbard from the old man, after looking at it for a long time, his eyes flashed, threw the flying sword, pinched the trick with his right hand, a golden light rushed out from the flying sword, dissipated, and suddenly the flying sword seemed to regain its vitality, and immediately hummed, as if there was a spirit surname, and was about to rush out of the room.

As soon as he rushed to the general, the flying sword seemed to hit an invisible wall, quickly turned back and rushed in other directions, and after being blocked by the invisible wall several times in a row, the flying sword buzzed loudly, and the tip of the sword swung violently, stabbing at Lian Zhi.

Lian Zhi's expression was as usual, and he patted the soul tower unhurriedly, after the soul tower was sacrificed, he pinched the trick with both hands, and suddenly the soul tower flashed, and a black light was shot, and the flying sword seemed to be extremely afraid of this black light, and hurriedly retreated.

Lian Zhi's right hand was summoned, and the black light no longer pursued, and wandered around Lian Zhi's body. Looking at the flying sword again, he didn't dare to step forward, turned around and slammed around, and the frequency became faster and faster.

Without even blinking his eyes, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, quickly enveloping the flying sword, and the flying sword flashed violently, and immediately disappeared in place, appearing at the door, and was about to rush out.

At this time, its color quickly changed from black to blue, the light was slightly dim, and even the humming sound was much weaker.

Lian Zhi didn't say a word, and with a finger of his right hand, the black light that was hovering outside his body immediately rushed out, catching up with the flying sword in an instant.

The flying sword hummed sharply, and under the coercion of the golden light, it slowly retreated, but soon it flashed again and disappeared in place, and was already in the window when it appeared.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, as if he had realized, this flying sword teleportation is obviously related to color, if there is no master's spiritual power to control it, every teleportation will consume a lot.

"Master, the more spiritual magic weapons there are, the more difficult it is to sacrifice, and even if you kill its owner, it will take a lot of effort to refine it into your own thing." Kaoru's voice rang out.

Lian Zhi squinted his eyes, this flying sword had a spirit surname, and it had the ability to teleport, which he knew before. The more this happened, the stronger his heart became to sacrifice this treasure.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to fly out of the window, Lian Zhi didn't say a word and pointed to the soul tower above his head with his right hand, and immediately another black light shot out, and two golden lights quickly blocked the flying sword, even if the flying sword teleported again, he could never get rid of the entanglement of the black light.

After teleporting three times, the color of the flying sword had turned light green, and it could be clearly seen from the light emitted or the sound of the sword that it was in an extremely weak state.

It didn't take long for the flying sword that had not been teleporting, forced to retreat again and again by the two black lights, even Zhi's eyes were condensed, and he opened his mouth again to spew out a breath of aura, the flying sword couldn't dodge, and was immediately wrapped in the aura, and the two golden lights were like two dragons hovering outside the aura, once it was found that the flying sword wanted to rush out, it was immediately approaching, and the flying sword was never able to get out.

As time passed, the movement of the flying sword's struggle not only did not ease, but became more and more intense, and the aura that wrapped it slowly dissipated, Lian Zhi gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of aura again, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and continued to practice, and at the same time immediately summoned the black sword in the soul tower. The black sword of that day echoed this sword from afar, and it must have been connected.

Sure enough, the two swords, one black and one green, suddenly made a buzzing sound, like the sound of bees flying, listening carefully, as if they were communicating, but after a buzz, the little green sword still didn't seem to give in.

Lian Zhi's eyes were firm, and he continued to spew out the spiritual energy in his body, and continued to practice.

The time of the night passed quietly, and the flying sword finally showed a hint of calming, Lian Zhi's face was pale, and in the time of this night, he had already spit out dozens of breaths of spiritual energy.

Even if he had even perfected the cultivation of the tenth layer of the Qi Stage, coupled with the help of the spiritual liquid, he felt physically and mentally exhausted and barely maintained.

The morning sun drifted in through the window, Lian Zhi's sacrifice continued, the flying sword no longer struggled, and slowly stopped in mid-air, a trace of the aura of Lian Zhi's divine sense slowly penetrated into the flying sword.

At this moment, Lian Zhi's expression suddenly moved, and it didn't take long for the knock on the door to sound, and Li Gouyu's respectful voice came from outside.

"Childe, can you get up?"

Lian Zhi took a deep breath and said loudly, "Well... I'm practicing martial arts, so wait. ”

Li Gouyu stood outside the door, not daring to speak, but standing outside the door like an honest servant.

Lian Zhi no longer paid attention to Li Gouyu, and continued to practice, time passed little by little, and two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and he had already drunk three bowls of spiritual liquid, but the flying sword was still not finished refining.

In desperation, Wang Lin had no choice but to consult Xun'er.

"Hee-hee, master, do you know how to look for me? Xun'er has been waiting, if you are willing to retreat for ten years with this flying sword, and use a large amount of spiritual liquid, maybe you can really refine it. Kaoru said a little mischievously.

"So long?" Lian Zhi frowned.

"Of course, this is a growth-type magic weapon, and it is also a super high-quality, it should be a super power, and it is also the kind of madman, at the moment of advancement, regardless of his own safety, and even failed to fight for advancement, using the moment of integration with heaven and earth during advancement, it took a lot of effort to make it. What a madman, the former owner of the Soul Tower also wanted to do this, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't dare, you must know that it doesn't matter if you fail to advance, but during this period it is the most dangerous, a mistake will cause your own divine consciousness to collapse, and there is no place to bury. “

"A few days ago, the old man was also strange, I don't know how he succeeded in cultivating." Kaoru said again

"Uh, what then? And why doesn't this little black sword I got from the Supreme Elder need to be so exaggerated? These two swords are clearly connected! Lian Zhi found that since the failure of the Supreme Elder to seize the house, Xun'er seems to be becoming more and more humane, before the change, Xun'er would never show such a naughty state, but more like a robot!

After a while, Xun'er chuckled lightly and muttered: "Let me tell you, this thing is too time-consuming for you to use the normal sacrificial refining method, in fact, there is a text description in the Ghost King Sutra that can be transformed into a sacrificial method, called the blood sacrifice technique, the master may not have paid attention to and carefully studied it, this kind of blood sacrifice spell, the advantage is that you can take this flying sword as your own at once, the disadvantage is that once the flying sword is damaged, you will also be affected, this kind of connection is several times more serious than that of other methods of sacrifice." As for why the black sword is extremely easy for the master to practice, Xun'er doesn't know, but it is estimated that it is related to the master's five elements attributes, and these two swords should be the core of a certain formation, so there will be a connection! ”

Lian Zhi groaned for a moment and said, "Say, how to use this blood refining method." ”

"The master silently reads the third chapter, and the second half of the sixth chapter will be tried, and the ghost king is infinitely useful, and there are many things that the master has not discovered!"

Lian Zhi was noncommittal, bowed his head and meditated for half a quarter of an hour, if he had an understanding, he immediately followed the method of the Ghost King Sutra, staggered his hands and pinched the strange magic trick, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood mist containing spiritual power, and as soon as the magic trick of his right hand changed, he immediately drew a strange symbol in the air.

As soon as the symbol was drawn, it immediately entered the blood mist, the blood mist rolled, and shrank sharply into the symbol, gradually, the blood on the symbol became thicker, Lian Zhi's eyes flashed, and his left hand slapped in the air, and suddenly the blood symbol was printed on the flying sword.

The flying sword trembled, and immediately a trace of white gas came out.

Lian Zhi immediately spit out another mouthful of blood mist, his expression was slightly sluggish, but his gaze was more determined, and with a touch of his right hand, an even more strange symbol was drawn, and after fusing with blood mist, it hit the flying sword.

This process lasted for another two hours, until it was close to lunchtime, a sword sound came from Lian Zhi's room, and then it dissipated instantly, Li Gouyu stood at the door, was dozing off, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling, as if 10,000 sharp swords were against his head, and he woke up immediately...