Chapter 101: The Legend of the Flying Sword
The ability to arrange a formation, in addition to being linked to the level of the formation, is also related to the soul power, and the powerful soul power is the basis for building the formation.
Lin Hao estimated that his soul power had just reached the level of Jindan, and the power of the formation that could be arranged had reached the fourth level of Jindan, which could kill all the monks below the fourth layer of Jindan, which was enough in Liuyun Country.
At the end of this auction, there must be a large number of ants who don't have long eyes who want to catch him, so I will give them a batch of big gifts.
Just when Lin Hao's clone was arranging the formation, the snake body came to the top of the mountain and took out the Heavenly Thunder Seal, the Earth Xuan Thunder Stone, and the Demon Core of the Thunder Demon Emperor.
He is going to dissolve the Heavenly Thunder Seal and create a new spirit treasure that can kill the Golden Pill!
He had already thought about the type of Lingbao, so he used a sword!
Lin Hao is good at thunder and swordsmanship, so he combines the two into one to create a thunder sword! Tempered with blood and nourished with soul, it can evolve into the existence of a flying sword in the future! The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead!
"The natives of Liuyun Country, I'm afraid they don't know what a flying sword is. Lin Hao smiled secretly.
What is a flying sword?
Thousands of miles away to take people's heads, kill people in the invisible shadow! Those who have flying swords are all powerful people who penetrate the heavens and the earth, or peerless demons who are amazingly talented!
This kind of poor and remote land, not to mention that I have never seen a flying sword, but I am afraid that I have never heard of it.
Lin Hao spewed out a breath of internal qi flames, dissolving the Heavenly Thunder Seal and the Earth Xuan Thunder Stone together, turning into a pool of blue-purple metallic liquid, which flickered with terrifying thunder, as if there was a heavenly thunder echoing it, and the clouds in the sky were all converging towards this side.
During this time, he continued to spew out essence blood, fused into the metal liquid, connecting the blood to the sword.
With Lin Hao's current strength, he can't cast a real flying sword, but he can create a Jindan Spirit Treasure with flying sword potential, which is far more powerful than a Spirit Treasure of the same level.
The first step is to quench the sword with blood, so that the bloodline and the sword are connected together and become a part of themselves, the sword is the person, and the person is the sword.
The second part, the soul raises the sword, so that the soul and the sword are familiar with each other, and the spirit is completely integrated into the sword, so that the sword can go with the heart, the sword moves at will, and the sword does not make the slightest mistake.
This kind of refining method has a name in the Middle Earth Divine Domain, called "Blood Soul Casting Sword Method", and those who understand this refining method are all famous refining masters and formation masters.
There is a flaw in the "Blood Soul Sword Casting Method", the cast sword cannot be sold, cannot be gifted, and there will only be one master for life, the advantage is that Lin Hao can use this sword to fit perfectly with the sword, and exert a power far superior to the spirit treasure of the same level!
Moreover, there is a lot of potential to evolve into a flying sword!
Flying swords cannot be refined overnight, and whether the spirit treasure can evolve into a flying sword depends to a large extent on the will and chance of the individual, which is why the flying sword is so rare.
Lin Hao had a hunch that this sword would accompany him for a long time.
The main body casts the sword, the clone arranges the array, and in such a day, time flies by.
............
The days passed.
In the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, a large number of people poured in, like waves of the sea, wave after wave, and in just two days, the inns in the city were full.
Due to the closure and lack of control of the City Lord's Mansion in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, many of the original residents in the city were attacked by the immortal cultivators and were forced to move out and give up their residences to the immortal cultivators who poured into the city.
It wasn't until three days later that the city lord of the Ten Thousand Beast City, Yang Qingtian, returned from the battlefield and returned to the City Lord's Mansion that he barely controlled the order!
Fortunately, most of the people attracted by the Sanpin Pill were immortal cultivators, and there were very few martial artists, so they were not overcrowded.
Ten Thousand Beasts City, Tianlong Auction House.
At the entrance of the auction hall, from time to time, a large number of immortal cultivators walked in and out, wanting to inquire about the news of the five pills, but without exception, they were all closed.
There was only one announcement hanging at the door, not even a single figure could be seen in the auction hall, the door was closed, the atmosphere was dead, and even the maids and guards disappeared en masse.
If it weren't for the statement issued by the Tianlong General Association, everyone would even wonder if this auction house would have gone out of business.
"Which play is this?"
"Lao Tzu came from thousands of miles away, and he didn't even see him, so he couldn't find death?"
"It's so unbelievable!"
Many immortal cultivators scolded one after another, but no one dared to slam the door and break in, after all, the backstage of the auction house was the richest Tianlong Money Village in the Liuyun Country.
After scolding, everyone shook their heads and left.
In fact, Xue Changming and Sophie have no choice, this group of immortal cultivators, all of them are not small, there is no shortage of one-star sects or even one-star top-level sects, no one can easily offend, in desperation, they can only close the door and thank the guests.
Another day later, a man with white hair and a middle-aged appearance stood in front of the auction house.
This person is wearing a special black robe, and there is an alchemy furnace painted on the back of the robe, with three stars engraved on it, representing the identity of this person - Alchemist Guild, a three-grade alchemist!
As soon as this person walked in, the immortal cultivators lurking near the auction hall opened their eyes and jumped out one by one, looking at the person in disbelief.
"Look! That's Vice President Qin of the Alchemist Guild!"
"Qin Hai is actually here! I heard that his two disciples and the third young master of the Wang family were abolished in the Tianlong Auction House, so they didn't come to look for trouble!"
"Definitely, if the auction house is still closed, Qin Hai has every reason to smash this auction house!
Many immortal cultivators in the distance were talking.
At this time, two more people landed here, one was wearing a fiery red robe, his shoulders were broad and thick, his expression was solemn, he was not angry and arrogant, and his eyebrows showed the momentum of a superior person, and his chest was carved with the word "Wang", showing his identity - the Wang family.
The other person is dressed in a yellow robe, his lips are as thin as a knife, and there is a little red between his eyebrows, which is extremely evil, and he is Xing Huan, the head of the Hehuan faction.
"The head of the Wang family, Wang Yangming, and Xing Huan of the Hehuan faction!"
"They're really here for a scene!"
"There's a good show to watch now!"
The immortal cultivators in the distance whispered excitedly.
After Qin Hai and the three of them converged, they glanced at each other and walked towards the inside together.
When they came to the closed living room, Qin Hai took a step forward and said sharply: "Qin Hai, Vice President of the Alchemist Guild, have come to meet Xue Changming and President Sophie, please show up!"
As Qin Hai fell, the terrifying sound wave swept out like ripples, impacting on the meeting room in front of him, only a series of "click" sounds were heard, and the walls of the meeting room were covered with dense cracks.
Qin Hai not only has superb alchemy, he has reached the peak alchemist of the third grade, but his own cultivation is even the second layer of Jindan, and he is a strong person in the imperial city.
With a roar, the parlor immediately crumbled, full of cracks, and was about to collapse.
(End of chapter)