Next, under Sun Cheng's gaze, Yuan Bufan finally took out the jade bottle containing the water of Tianyin.

The moment the cap was opened, a shocking sound of thunder and lightning burst out.

Bang!

Is this the sound of the sky?

At this moment, I saw that the water of Tianyin in the jade bottle was poured out, and then it seemed that under the effect of a mysterious dragon pattern magic seal that Yuan Bufan had already prepared, it directly turned into a blue-white mist, and the mist instantly fell on the surface of the knife embryo.

After these blue-white mist came into contact with the blade embryo, they all underwent a strange change, turning silvery-white.

Therefore, the process of these actions was only completed in a fraction of a second.

"The water of heavenly sound can exist for no more than a second at most, or even less. Therefore, our movements must be fast, and before the sound of heaven in the water falls and dissipates, all of them are driven into the knife embryo, so that the power of the heavenly sound contained in the water of the heavenly sound will be integrated into the knife embryo. Otherwise, when the sound of heaven dissipates, the entire water of the sound of heaven will be just ordinary wastewater. ”

After Yuan Bufan finished speaking, he smiled and picked up the knife embryo that had completely turned silver-white, and said, "Sun Cheng, look at how perfect the shape of this war knife is. ”

Sun Cheng was stunned and wondered: "I don't know how to fight the knife, the final shape is like this." ”

"Of course not, we'll have to wait. When the time passed, the water of the heavenly sound penetrated into the blade from the surface of the blade embryo little by little, and completely merged into one. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Bufan hung up the battle knife, and then he took out his wine jug again, drank it leisurely, and asked Sun Cheng: "Hey, Senior Brother Sun Cheng, do you want to come some?"

Although Sun Cheng was worried about his natal battle knife, he was also a person who had seen a big scene, so he naturally didn't show too much nervousness, but laughed and said: "Haha, it's rare to have a chance to hide the good wine of the extraordinary senior brother, I won't be polite." ”

Yuan Bufan immediately threw Sun Cheng a wine jug.

"I drank more than a dozen catties of thousand-year-old osmanthus brew before. I won't let you suffer, come, how about tasting my wine. ”

Sun Cheng took it, opened the wine jug directly, and took a big sip at once.

"Ah, cool!"

The moment the wine entered my throat, a hearty feeling came out.

However, after waiting for a while, after all these fine wines entered his stomach, Sun Cheng's face suddenly turned red, and he directly felt as if there was a flame burning in his body.

The whole person began to get a little dazed.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Bufan was dumbfounded, and directly gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sun Cheng, you are still strong." I am a wine, you dare to drink like this, even I only dare to take a small sip. ”

"Huh?" Sun Cheng's consciousness was quite clear at this time.

"This is my dragon bone Burning Sun Wine, and I use a thousand-year-old dragon and countless rare medicinal herbs to make spirit wine, which has a strong wine strength. Even if you are a martial artist in the Spirit Martial Realm, it is definitely not easy to fully withstand this strength of wine. ”

"I'll go, Senior Brother Bufan, you, why don't you say it earlier. ”

At this time, Sun Cheng was already talking nonsense. By the time he finished speaking, the whole person had already collapsed, lying on the ground drunk, and fell asleep directly.

Yuan Bufan saw it, laughed, and said to himself: "This kid, it's good to be young." ”

Yuan Bufan doesn't look at his young face, but now he is one hundred and fifty or sixty years old, but he has experienced too many things, and he has been self-defeating and decadent for many years, and he is really full of endless enthusiasm and envy for Sun Cheng.

It's just that he naturally won't know that Sun Cheng's situation is much more complicated than he imagined, and Sun Cheng is much older than him compared to his age. It's just that Sun Cheng is focused on the road of martial arts, always moving towards his dream, which is full of infinite vitality.

This night, Sun Cheng found that he had slept for a long time, and he even had a rare dream. dreamed that he had become a peerless powerhouse who surpassed the martial god, and finally trampled the Valkyrie Song Binglan under his feet.

How many years have passed, since he embarked on the road of martial arts and has a certain amount of cultivation, he has not been as down-to-earth as anyone as he is today.

With a groan, Sun Cheng woke up from his deep sleep, only to feel that he had a splitting headache.

opened his eyes dimly, but saw that Yuan Bufan was sitting cross-legged on the table, closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Brother Bufan, how long have I been sleeping? Soon, that is, three days and three nights. ”

When Sun Cheng heard this, he was shocked. It's been so long, normally, for a martial artist like him, this won't happen at all.

Everything is because of Yuan Bufan's wine.

Sun Cheng hurriedly sat up cross-legged, began to sink his heart, controlled his own dragon vein true yuan, and operated in the meridians.

"Huh. Sun Cheng exclaimed, "How can my cultivation improve so much by leaps and bounds all of a sudden?"

If before, Sun Cheng's cultivation was still ten percent away from the realm of the Lingwu Realm, then now, this distance has become one percent. It can almost be said that he only has one last step left to reach the realm of the first consummation of the Lingwu Realm.

If it was really changed to penance, it would save him half a year's work.

"Haha, my junior brother has also found out. If you become a senior brother, you will not succeed. My wine is a real treasure, and the first time you drink it, you will have a great harvest. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is easy to wash the marrow. ”

Sun Cheng nodded, indeed, the experience just now made him feel very deeply.

No more nonsense, Sun Cheng is completely running the true yuan, and the feeling of having a splitting headache is quite uncomfortable.

After a few weeks of operation, he readjusted his physical state to the peak state, and the whole person was refreshed.

Next, he even learned the previous Yuan Bufan, used the real yuan to take clean water, and cleaned himself.

Sun Chenggang opened his eyes and stood up.

At this time, Yuan Bufan, who had been sitting cross-legged all the time, also moved.

"Senior Brother Sun Cheng, the time is almost up, are you ready?"

"Ready?" Sun Cheng was stunned.

"Haha, of course I'm ready to accept your natal sword, don't you want it?"

"Huh?" Sun Cheng reacted and hurriedly said, "How could you not want it." Brother Fanfan, I'm ready, what to do next. ”

Yuan Bufan smiled, stretched out his hand and nodded at the silver-white knife embryo, and saw that it was suspended in the air and flew directly in front of Sun Cheng.

"Senior Brother Sun Cheng, you knock hard and take a look. ”

Sun Cheng nodded and knocked on the silver-white knife embryo casually.

Click!

There was a faint crackling sound, and countless cracks cracked on the surface of the blade, like shattered glass.

Countless cracks shattered.

Suddenly, a dark golden light burst out, and a powerful, infinite momentum also erupted at any time. Even Sun Cheng, in the face of this momentum, had an irresistible urge to bow down.

A moment later, after the silvery-white crispy skin on the most surface fell, a dark golden war knife with countless dark mysterious inscriptions on it appeared in front of Sun Cheng's eyes.

The entire sword is dark gold, and the blade is perfect as if it is a work of art, but it is full of cold light and murderous aura.

"Sure enough, the mid-rank nine-rank battle sword?"

Sun Cheng only glanced at it, and saw the level of the war knife clearly, on the blade, nine hundred and eighty-one dark lines were clearly distinguished, and from time to time there were streamers flowing from the inscriptions, which looked particularly mysterious.

The mid-level ninth grade, it can be said that this level of natal battle knife is definitely the best configuration for Sun Cheng.

Unlike its ordinary combat knives, the Natal Combat Knife can be used completely even if it is a little higher than the owner's grade. Of course, if you exceed a large realm, you won't be able to adapt to it even if you are declining.

Therefore, if the high-grade first-grade war knife forged this time, although the grade is higher and the quality may be better, it is not suitable for the current Sun Cheng. With his current cultivation in the Spirit Martial Realm, he can only apply to mid-level divine soldiers.

It can be said that the mid-level nine products are the best ending.

"Senior Brother Sun Cheng, don't hurry up and give this sword a strike. ”

When Sun Cheng heard this, he hurriedly raised his wrist and pulled it towards the blade, and the sharp knife directly cut the artery on Sun Cheng's wrist, and countless blood began to gush out.

It was sprinkled directly on the blade, but not a drop was spilled, and all of it was integrated into the sword.

At the same time, the dark inscription on the blade of the knife began to circulate with a faint red and dark red streamer.

The so-called natal divine weapon is specially built for the warrior, and when it is formed, the warrior uses his own essence and blood to practice. Since then, the lives of the divine soldiers and the warriors have been connected, and their hearts are connected.

A large amount of blood was lost, and when a feeling of dizziness appeared, and Sun Cheng's blood loss reached the limit, the war knife stopped sucking blood.

And at this moment, Sun Cheng also felt that his body seemed to have been extended, this war knife was like his own arm, which could be used at will, and his understanding of the war knife had almost reached the point of perfection.

"Senior Brother Sun Cheng, are you still satisfied with this combat knife?"

"Satisfied, of course satisfied. It's perfect. If it's really a great natal weapon, I can't even find a better possibility. ”

"Huh. Yuan Bufan also laughed, "To be honest, the materials used to forge your battle knife, even if it is used to forge a high-grade third-grade war knife, is enough." However, I forcibly suppressed it and forged it into a mid-level ninth-grade divine weapon. This combat knife, in terms of quality, is definitely the most outstanding batch of mid-level nine-rank divine soldiers. ”

Regarding Yuan Bufan's statement, Sun Cheng had no doubts at all.

He was Emperor Wu in his previous life, and he also went through this stage, and he also had an incomparable understanding of war swords. He really hadn't seen a better mid-level divine weapon than this sword.

It's not that Yuan Bufan is the best of the Divine Soldier Dragon Pattern Division. In fact, other divine weapons are not so extravagant, using materials that are enough to cast high-level divine weapons, but they are only used to create a medium-level divine weapon.

"If you're satisfied, it's fine. Yuan Bufan put away the wine jug, jumped off the table, and said, "This war knife is definitely the most satisfying war knife I have made since I cast the divine soldier, you can give it a name." ”

Sun Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Dark gold, there are countless rune textures like dragon patterns, full of the power of heavenly sound. It's better to call it the Celestial Dragon Battle Knife. ”

Sun Cheng thought again that during his time in the Lingwu Realm, as long as he used the sword technique, he was afraid that it was the Tianlong Sword Technique, which happened to match the name of the war knife.

"Celestial Dragon War Knife. Not bad, not bad. That's a pretty good name. Yuan Bufan also nodded with satisfaction.

"Put away your sword, I'm going to sleep. I worked tirelessly to make this sword for you, but I was exhausted. ”

"Hehe, thank you so much, Senior Brother Bufan. Sun Cheng also rarely said kind words.

However, Yuan Bufan didn't pay attention to him, and left the back hall directly and went to sleep in his own room.

Sun Cheng didn't care about him, and with a movement of his mind, the entire Tianlong Battle Knife emitted a dark golden light, and then it became smaller little by little, directly turning into a dark golden light, falling towards Sun Cheng's dantian.

The biggest difference between the natal divine weapon and the ordinary divine soldier is that the master can keep it warm in his own body, and when he uses it, he can summon it with a move.

However, the Natal Divine Weapon can only succeed if the quality is good enough, and at the moment of formation, it is possible to succeed in the blood sacrifice.

Of course, the Natal Divine Soldier is not without its disadvantages. That is, it is said that the mark of the first master is completely branded, and once the master dies in battle, or does not want to use it, the war knife will also be scrapped, and it is nothing more than resale to others.

Therefore, generally martial artists with natal divine weapons are martial artists with deep wealth and money, and they will do so. Maybe Sun Cheng is the only exception.

Then, Sun Cheng also walked out of the back hall.

In this back hall, he stayed for more than half a month, and he was also tired.

As soon as Sun Cheng came out of the back hall, the ancient demon queen greeted him.

"Sun Cheng, has your natal battle knife succeeded?" asked the ancient demon Ji with great concern.

Sun Cheng naturally replied in the affirmative. After the ancient demon queen knew, her charming face also showed an excited look.

"That's great. Excited, she threw herself directly into Sun Cheng's arms.

Sun Cheng was also very excited, and he didn't refuse to come, and directly reported her light and delicate body. Then he whispered in her ear, "Enchantress, you often come to this Divine Weapon Pavilion, do you have your room here?" ”

When Gu Demon Ji heard this, of course she understood what Sun Cheng meant, her face suddenly became shy, and she responded softly, and said in an almost inaudible voice: "Yes." ”

"Haha. ”

Seeing the shy appearance of the ancient demon queen, Sun Cheng also moved his index finger, directly picked up the ancient demon queen cross-waisted, and walked towards her room.

"Let's have a baby with my daughter-in-law. ”

The ancient demon Ji was shy, she didn't dare to raise her head at all, and her pretty face was buried deep in Sun Cheng's chest.

(End of chapter)