Volume 3 Chapter 10 [Zimu Heavenly Thunder Sword]

As the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo body entered the sword embryo, the pure gold was completely submerged and turned into a dark green piece, Wang Rui continued to manipulate the thunder spiritual power and began to carve, according to his own modified drawings, step by step.

Thunder spiritual power has an incomparable advantage in the process of building magic weapons, and its destructive power and burning attributes are very suitable as a tool for forging.

Wang Rui was like a master craftsman at this time, holding the heavy and sharp hammer of thunder spiritual power, constantly shaping the sword embryo in front of him, making it perfect.

His craft is not very exquisite, but with the reference of the drawings, it is much easier. About three hours later, the first Heavenly Thunder Flying Sword had been built.

After the pure gold and the body of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo were fused together, it showed a translucent amber color, about a foot long, and with a flick of the fingers, the sword body emitted a long whistling sound, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

Carefully put this flying sword into a sword box that had been prepared a long time ago, which he had commissioned someone to build in the market, there were a total of twelve sword marks, of which eleven sword marks were a little one foot long, and only one sword mark reached three feet long, just enough to place twelve flying swords.

The longest flying sword was used by Wang Rui as the most commonly used magic weapon, and it was also used as the main body of the sword's flight.

After resting for a while, Wang Rui continued to build the next flying sword.

Ten days later, Wang Rui put the last flying sword into the sword mark and looked at his first masterpiece with satisfaction.

Although there is still a long way to go in terms of perfection in the details, the joy of creating magic weapons by himself still fills him with excitement, and he has already named this set of flying swords, called "Zimu Heavenly Thunder Sword".

This set of flying swords cost a total of ten pieces of medium-grade pure gold and seven pieces of high-grade pure gold, the longest flying sword was called the "mother sword", and the remaining eleven were "child swords".

With the sword box on his back, Wang Rui left the cave mansion and stayed here for almost two months, and he felt that he had benefited a lot. Not only did he learn how to efficiently refine the fine gold, but he also refined his own set of future natal weapons.

Although the cultivation has not made much progress, the aura in the early stage of foundation building has been very condensed, and as long as the resources are sufficient, you can advance to the next step at any time.

It is already late autumn outside the cave, and many red maple leaves are floating down on the surrounding mountain peaks, and the scenery is intoxicating.

Here, from time to time, there are people who come to cultivate, and there are also a few people who go out like him.

"Let's go!" With a slap of the sword box behind him, the mother sword suddenly jumped out from the exit above the sword box, turning into a dark green red light and falling in front of him.

Jumping on it and stepping on the blade of the sword, it is very comfortable. Spiritual power was injected into his feet, and his front feet were a little tiptoe, and suddenly the mother sword roared away, the speed was much faster than the previous magic weapon, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

This speed and movement alarmed many people around him, and the disciples of the mountain villa and the other cultivators couldn't help but remember him as they looked at Wang Rui's disappearing figure.

Wang Rui adjusted the output of spiritual power, so that the sound of thunder gradually disappeared, but the speed also decreased, about thirty percent, but the speed was still not slow.

Rising into the air, overlooking Dihua Villa, Wang Rui put his hands behind him, and a kind of pride was born.

"I'm going to try to control my destiny." Wang Rui secretly swore that he cherished his current life, which he could not imagine as a disciple of the Source Heaven Sect before.

Finally, there is no need to be humbly busy with chores, and finally you can freely and happily practice on your own, to take risks, to fall in love, to see uneven roads, to explore secret treasures, and so on, this is the wonderful life of a monk.

Look at a nearby mountain peak, come to the top of the mountain, there is no one around, the aura here is not abundant, the scenery is average, it seems that no one is building a cave here.

Wang Rui thinks it's okay, as a place to try his sword, it's just right.

Lowering the magic weapon, it fell to the ground in a dashing manner, and the mother sword was held in his hand, and then he directly inserted the sword box on the ground, and with a slap of the box, eleven cyan rainbow lights flew out of the box suddenly.

The mother sword contains the most Heavenly Thunder Bamboo body, and the color is also the deepest, turning into dark green sword light. The other eleven Daozi swords were affected by the pure gold, and became much thicker, becoming dark green.

Wang Rui swallowed a rejuvenation pill, and his spiritual power was quickly recovered, and then eleven Heavenly Thunder Sword Sword Sword Light was suspended around his body.

Aiming at a stone 100 meters ahead, Wang Rui controlled a sub-sword and shot over.

In the blink of an eye, the stone was pierced by the sword light and shattered.

"Not bad." Although Wang Ru had expected it, she was still quite satisfied. Under the effect of a large amount of pure gold, Wang Rui's Heavenly Thunder Sword was of very high quality, at least on the surface, it was very tough.

Then, he controlled the sub-swords one by one, constantly piercing the stones and the smaller mountain bag, destroying the scenery on the top of the mountain.

In the end, he held the mother sword, and under the infusion of spiritual power, the sword body suddenly erupted with bursts of thunder, and a sword slashed out, cutting off a circle of stones around him, and it took a few breaths before he fell.

Continuing to infuse spiritual power on Zijian, he used his heart and soul to control the mother sword and Zijian to fight, but he saw more than a dozen green rainbow lights fighting together, clanging and a little fierce, similar to two sword cultivators fighting.

Perhaps attracted by the movement here, a huge double-headed snake came out, a hundred meters long, and when he saw Wang Rui alone, his eyes suddenly showed a fierce light.

These were originally just ordinary beasts, but because they absorbed the aura for a long time, they underwent a mutation and turned into demon beasts. However, the demon beasts in the villa are usually not of high level, and the powerful ones are basically killed or captured by the elders or high-level disciples in the door, and the rest are ordinary demon beasts, which are also the strength of the qi disciples.

The two-headed flower snake squirmed silently, and Wang Rui pretended not to know and continued to control the flying sword to fight.

When it came behind Wang Rui, it suddenly opened its big mouth and bit it.

The mother sword appeared in front of her at this moment, blocking between the snake and Wang Rui.

The snake bit the mother sword at once, but its mouth was cut open by the sharp blade, making it bleed.

However, it did not give up, but rolled up its thick tail and slapped it high, in a vain attempt to make Wang Rui into meat sauce.

Wang Rui, who had already prepared, dodged sideways, and at the same time released the thunder spiritual power, and the mother sword that was suddenly bitten by the snake burst with thunder, making it scream again and again, its body twitched, twisted into a ball, and it couldn't move, and it stiffened directly in place.

Wang Rui, who had withdrawn the mother sword, glanced at the two-headed flower snake, and did not want to kill it, so he withdrew the sword and turned to leave.

The flower snake raised its head with difficulty and glanced at Wang Rui, and after its body recovered, it quickly squirmed away and hid, probably today's lesson will make it unforgettable.

Wang Rui simply drove the flying sword, temporarily left the mountain villa, and came to the swampy land full of miasma.