Lu Zheng held the tattered black booklet, the more he looked at it, the more he was happy, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and in the end, he was almost so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He is not a forger, and all he can do is to slowly water the gap on the Flowing Fire Sword according to what is said in the booklet, with his own essence spiritual power supplemented by heart, mouth and blood, so that the Flowing Fire Sword's own spiritual iron material will automatically differentiate into a trace of sword spirit, and the sword spirit will be generated, and the Flowing Fire Sword will be automatically restored, and finally give birth to the Flowing Fire Sword of the Sword Spirit, which is more powerful than in the past, and can also give birth to a more intimate induction between Lu Zheng, and in the future, except for Lu Zheng, no one can control this sword.

And this kind of flowing fire sword forged by the swordsman's own essence and spirit can be called a rankless and unproductive, and the strength of the sword changes with the level of the swordsman's cultivation, and everything is free to play.

"Between heaven and earth, there is such a mysterious sword forging method. Lu Zheng once again had the idea of holding his mysterious thighs firmly to his mysterious master.

The Flowing Fire Sword lying on Lu Zheng's knees seemed to be able to feel the joy and excitement of its master, and the broken sword body trembled three times with rare spirits.

Lu Zheng lowered his head and touched the Flowing Fire Sword that shared the hardships with him, as if to appease, and then raised his eyes, the corners of his eyes drew a sharp arc, and threw the booklet in his hand, the pages were vacated, turning silently, as if there was an aura, and it seemed to come to life, and in an instant, countless characters rushed into Lu Zheng's sea of knowledge.

The characters enter the sea, such as shuttling boats, arbitrarily chic, opening and closing, leaving traces after passing, and in Lu Zheng's mind, one after another complicated tricks flashed by, all engraved into Lu Zheng's memory.

Lu Zheng's gestures changed accordingly, from one gesture per second at the beginning, to ten gestures per second, to one hundred per second, and finally dazzling and ever-changing.

"Up!"

As Lu Zheng let out a clear drink, the Flowing Fire Sword on his knee flew up and hung on Lu Zheng's chest.

Lu Zheng's gesture changed, one hand held the mid-air flowing fire sword, the five fingers of the other hand were bent into the shape of an eagle's claw, and the other claw grabbed his chest.

In mid-air, the Flowing Fire Sword was firmly fixed by Lu Zheng's left hand, motionless, as if time had stopped.

At the same time, Lu Zheng's other gesture was like a broken bamboo, and with a sharp grasp, the clothes on his chest instantly broke a hole that was not big or small, and the strong wind in front of him was about to pierce the flesh.

I have to say that the strange man in the clouds is as his name, and the forging brochure given is also extremely cruel, and at the same time, it is too simple and rude.

It seems that he is not afraid of his own claw carrying the strong wind can instantly scratch his chest and pierce his heart, Lu Zheng is quick and ruthless, and he just complained in his heart, "Where is this like a mending sword, this is simply self-harm", and saw a wisp of true qi with a slight red and white light gushing out of his heart.

The strong wind that had previously lingered on Lu Zheng's ferocious eagle claws dissipated in an instant, leaving only a wisp of quiet and soft origin true qi that was drawn out of Lu Zheng's body.

At the moment when the Origin True Qi was drawn out, the Flowing Fire Sword that seemed to be stationary in mid-air finally moved, as if it was being pulled, and jumped rhythmically with Lu Zheng's pulse.

Lu Zheng didn't hesitate, and immediately threw that wisp of Origin True Qi into the Flowing Fire Sword that was already ready to move in midair.

"Wow!"

A boiling sound sounded, and the true qi disappeared, dipping into the broken sword body in mid-air.

"Buzz!"

Then, a burst of steaming white mist appeared outside the sword body of the Flowing Fire Sword, and the entire sword body trembled, emitting a loud roar.

Lu Zheng's whole body trembled, and he couldn't tell what it felt, as if an electric current flowed all over his body in an instant, crispy and numb.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck.

"Shhh

The sharp pain came and went quickly, the stinging pain at that moment made Lu Zheng take a breath of cold air, and then tasted it, but the pain was not at all, instead, almost immediately, Lu Zheng felt that a mysterious connection had been established between himself and the Flowing Fire Sword, although this connection was still shallow, or even only vague, but Lu Zheng had a hunch that this was just the beginning.

This connection is like a young green seedling that has just broken the ground, and what watered this little green seedling to grow vigorously is his original true qi and the essence of cultivation.

Sure enough, Lu Zheng used the same gesture technique as before, grabbed another wisp of true qi and threw it into the sword body of the Flowing Fire Sword, and immediately, the white mist on the body of the Flowing Fire Sword steamed even more, and the faint humming sound sounded again, and at the same time, Lu Zheng sensed that his connection with the Flowing Fire Sword was deeper.

There was almost no pause, Lu Zheng swiped his two fingers side by side into the air, and suddenly, blood gushed out, different from ordinary blood, the color was dark, faintly fluorescent, it was the origin essence blood that Lu Zheng forced to his fingertips.

Lu Zheng's fingers moved, and the blood fell, which could be found on top of the Flowing Fire Sword, and then disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the change of the Flowing Fire Sword became more obvious, as Lu Zheng silently recited the mantra, he spit out the characters that turned into entities, once the characters were spit out, they were like swimming fishes, light and flexible, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into the Flowing Fire Sword, and the broken sword body of the Flowing Fire Sword began to slowly melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it turned into a puddle of water, and no longer formed a sword shape, so it floated strangely in the air.

Lu Zheng was not in a hurry, grasping the true qi, pumping sperm and blood, reciting the formula, breathing and moving, repeatedly, and in a blink of an eye, a day passed.

When the first rays of sunlight shone outside the closed cave in the early morning, Lu Zheng in the cave felt something, and as soon as his slightly closed eyes opened, he waved his sleeves and pulled out three glossy sea pearls from the clear pool, and swallowed them in one gulp.

After a day of non-stop pumping and blood extraction, coupled with continuous silent recitation of the method and changing gestures, Lu Zheng was a little tired, Mingzhu roared, and the qi entered the body, but it made people tired in an instant. Not to mention whether this sea pearl can make people break through the barrier of the imperial rank, and whether swallowing 200 pearls can perfectly make up for the vanity of the Danzhu in Lu Zheng's body, the effect of replenishing qi and returning to the mind and adding blood is quite wonderful, which is exactly what Lu Zheng needs now.

The unexpected effect of the Pearl of the Sea made Lu Zheng happy, and he watered the little green seedlings more violently.

The sun rises and the moon sets, things change and the stars change, and on the fifteenth day of Lu Zheng's retreat, the flowing fire sword changes again, and the sword body that melts into a puddle of water finally begins to slowly take shape on its own, and the outline of the long sword can be vaguely seen. And Lu Zheng himself has swallowed more than 100 sea pearls. With the gradual swallowing, Lu Zheng's daily digestible amount is gradually increasing.

"Hum. ”

After another five days, the Flowing Fire Sword hummed for the first time in a long time, Lu Zheng swallowed the five pearls casually, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that half of the sword body of the Flowing Fire Sword had been formed, and it was constantly growing and changing on its own.

Although the Flowing Fire Sword had not yet been forged, Lu Zheng keenly felt that the Flowing Fire Sword was even more aura and energetic than it had been at its peak in the past.