Seeing that the sword was about to be completed, Lin Da showed a smile on his face, this sword took him a year, from the iron sword to slowly temper, one blood and one refining every day, one refining for twelve hours, slowly transforming, from iron to blood-patterned iron, from knife shape to sword shape, it can be said that his hard work was exhausted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Three days later, the sword let out a soft roar, and finally gave birth to a trace of spirituality, the sword was finally completed, although the spirituality was weak, but the quality was absolutely strong, and the blood-patterned sword made of iron was absolutely indestructible and incomparable.

Compared to other magic weapons, the sword of sword cultivation is the vast majority of his combat power, the better the quality of the sword, the stronger its combat power, and the indestructible and incomparable nature of the sword is also extremely important.

The blood-patterned sword was three feet long, the sword body was shining, and there was a faint red light flowing at the blade, like autumn water, exuding a cool coldness.

Holding the hilt of the sword and caressing the cold sword body, Lin Da faintly felt a feeling of blood connection, this blood-patterned sword was like a part of his body, and it would also be his life's cultivation.

For this sword, Lin Da was quite satisfied, originally thought of using the thousand-year-old lightning strike peach wood heart to make a sword box for the blood pattern sword, but after thinking about it, in the end, forget it, the thousand-year-old lightning strike peach wood heart is also a rare thing, and it is quite a waste to use spiritual materials as a sword box.

So, he cut a rock next to it with a sword, made a scabbard directly out of the rock, and then carved some simple magic circles to reinforce it.

"The Blood Pattern Sword is complete, and the next step is to slowly refine the spirit of the sword." Lin Da put away his sword, put it behind him, and muttered to himself.

However, the matter of sacrificing the sword spirituality was not in a hurry, and there was a degree of relaxation, Lin Da had worked hard for a year, and the first thing to do now was to take a good rest, so Lin Da went down the mountain and went home.

A few days later, when Lin Da returned to this cave again, he sat up and practiced, and when night fell, Lin Da stopped practicing and lay down on the bed to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he had entered his real dream, which was quite magical, as long as he did not do intense exercise, it would also have a good sleep recovery effect, and if he slept again in the dream, he could achieve extremely strong sleep quality, and his spirit recovered very quickly.

Of course, if something drastic is carried out in the dream realm, it will be like reality, and it will consume Lin Da's spirit.

In this year, Lin Da bled every day to refine the sword, which was also the blessing of this dream, as long as he slept, he could replenish the blood vitality consumed every time, otherwise he would have been squeezed dry, or the time for sacrificing the sword would have been extended several times.

Looking at the cyan sapling rooted in the void, he saw a moonlight falling on it, and in the void, a little bit of inexplicable energy light was also absorbed by that root, Lin Da gathered his breath and used a sword drawing technique on the sapling.

Airplanes......

A buzzing sound sounded, and the Blood Pattern Sword slashed at the cyan sapling at an extremely fast speed, but the sword did not leave a trace on the sapling, but instead shook the sword and made Lin Da's hand numb.

"Sure enough! The quality of the Blood Pattern Sword is even better than that of the Iron Sword, but I still can't help this cyan sapling, this cyan tree is against the sky, even if it is a turbid spirit wood, a thousand years of lightning strikes Peach Wood Heart and other spiritual materials, I can easily cut it off, but it does not leave a trace on the sapling. Lin Da muttered to himself.

Cultivating the spirituality of the sword requires a lot of spiritual materials, and Lin Nature doesn't have so many spiritual materials, so he put his mind on this cyan tree.

After checking the Blood Pattern Sword, the blade that was as thin as a cicada's wings did not become dull because of the blow just now, and was still sharp, once again testing the quality of the Blood Pattern Sword.

Lin Dapan sat down, and then ran the law of the sacrificial sword, and the blood pattern sword automatically levitated, juxtaposed with the cyan sapling rooted in the void, and a qualityless and formless heart fire wrapped the two for sacrifice.

The cyan sapling is extraordinary, Lin Da did not leave a trace when he cut it with a sword and sword, he naturally knew that his method of sacrifice and refining should not be able to help the cyan sapling, but Lin Da still used the method of sacrifice.

Because Lin Da understands the truth of water drop stones! The cyan sapling is so extraordinary, the trace of inconsequential aura it overflows, if it can be absorbed by the sword, it is also extremely beneficial, Lin Da believes that it is not much worse than using spiritual materials to refine it, and most importantly, in this way, he can continue to sacrifice without restrictions.

In this way, Lin Da cultivated during the day, and entered the dream at night to refine the Blood Pattern Sword, and after a few days, Lin Da could clearly feel that the Blood Pattern Sword had signs of transformation, and the spirituality in it was a little stronger, which proved that Lin Da's idea was right.

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Since the successful refining of the Blood Pattern Sword, Lin Da has been practicing in retreat in the Mountain Cave Mansion for five years, completely consolidating the cultivation that has been rapidly improved because of the Zhuji Dan, and the Yanyuan Secret Sword has also been cultivated to the fullest, and the five Five Elements Spells can also be skillfully used.

The Blood Pattern Sword underwent a metamorphosis due to his nightly practice, and his spirituality increased greatly, and the smooth sword body was glowing with a faint cyan, which could be described as a three-foot green edge, which was rendered by the breath of a mysterious cyan sapling.

Due to the identity of Lin Dadao people at the foot of the mountain, the cottage town has become more and more prosperous, and it has almost become the center of the entire Lushan Mountain area, and a small Taoist temple dedicated to Lin Da has been established.

On this day, a Taoist came to the cottage town, this Taoist was a young man with clear eyebrows, came to the Lin family's mansion, knocked on the door to visit, the Lin family's mansion at this time is the only mansion with specifications in the entire cottage town, and it is not much worse than the luxury mansion in Lushan County.

"This Daoist Immortal Elder?" The one who opened the door was a young and delicate girl, this girl was Lin Er's daughter-in-law Xiaocui, and now she is still a child daughter-in-law.

"In the lower Yuanbao Daoist, I ask to see Lin Da." This young man is Liao Yuanbao, but I don't know why, he appeared here.

"Little Cui! Who is here? A tall young man walked out, it was fifteen-year-old Lin Er, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw Liao Yuanbao.

"Liao Yuanbao! What are you doing here? "Lin Er has changed a lot, but Liao Yuanbao, who cultivates the Tao, has not changed much, just like in the past, but his figure has grown taller.

Looking at Lin Da, Liao Yuanbao couldn't help but look at it slightly, Lin Er was somewhat similar to Lin Da, and with his gaze, he could naturally see that the qi and blood in Lin Er's body were as strong as a furnace, and he had surpassed the limits of a normal person's human body.