Chapter 411: The Battle of Luck
Ling Tian glanced at the woman in white, then glanced at Fang Mo who was suspended in the air, his brows locked, his thoughts flipped for a moment, and then he turned around and left directly.
It's midnight.
Fang Mo finally finished refining all the thunder sword weapons, and some of the tricky gold and energy devouring magic gold were also incorporated into it, which can be adapted to the drive of a variety of forces, but the most matching power is still sword intent luck.
"Deacon Wind! The two Sword Pavilion elders had been waiting in the Sword Furnace for a long time. β
Lingxu has been observing the Sword Trial Square, and this time he has gained a lot of knowledge.
"Sword furnace? All right! β
Fang Mo put away the thunder sword weapon, summoned the flying boat and left the floating island.
According to the guidance of the information, the two of them took about half a cup of tea to come to the location of the sword furnace.
But the scene in front of him was beyond Fang Mo's imagination.
The so-called sword furnace turned out to be a group of giant mountains of flames covering hundreds of miles.
As far as the eye can see, the Flame Mountain is like a heavy sword. Unleashed bursts of incomparable monstrous sword intent.
All kinds of flames gathered, and it seemed that the Sword Pavilion had put a lot of effort into the flames in order to forge the sword weapon.
"Wind friend! There you are. β
The gray-robed old man flew out from a giant mountain of flames and came to Fang Mo.
"Heaven and earth are furnaces, and creation is work!"
Fang Mo smiled and saluted the gray-robed old man.
"What do you think is the disadvantage here?" The gray-robed old man stared at Fang Mo and smiled, as if he was testing him.
"Lack of a heroic righteousness!"
Fang Mo said, waved his hand and shot out a white mang, and suddenly the mountains shook, and bursts of fierce sword qi rose into the sky, piercing the starry sky.
"Hmmm! The child can be taught! But... My Sword Pavilion has spent a lot of money this time, so you have to make up for it. Then I will be a sparring partner. The gray-robed old man said directly.
Fang Mo pondered for a moment and said; "Have you ever heard of the Immortal Moon Sect?"
"Of course! This sect has coveted my Sword Pavilion for a long time, and your Sword Pavilion jade plate should be a gift from the Xianyue Sect, right? It's good that we didn't become enemies. The gray-robed old man said bluntly.
"Oh! It seems that the calm of the Sword Pavilion is only superficial. What do you mean by sparring just now? β
"Soon, my Sword Pavilion Tianjiao will start a trial, and you will kill their sharp energy."
"The worst strength of your Sword Pavilion Tianjiao is also the Thousand Machines Perfection Realm, and the top ten have the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Phases Realm. I'm a bone forging realm sparring partner, isn't it a little abrupt? β
"It's okay if you don't sparring, a few rounds of sword tests and the consumption of thunder sword weapons, at least billions of star primordial stones, pay for it!"
"Ahem! Call me whenever the trial is called, I'll be free at any time. β
Fang Mo said that, as if he remembered something, he asked with a smile: "Senior! Have you ever heard of the Nine Star Cicada? β
"There is a Worm and Beast Division under the Immortal Moon Sect, and there may be news about this. But... It's dangerous for you to come into contact with the Immortal Moon Sect now. You have been contaminated with the sword intent of the Sword Pavilion, and you can be regarded as their enemy. βm.
"Looks like they're trying to occupy this separate interface."
"In addition to the Immortal Moon Sect, there is also the Demon Moon Sect. Although they all coveted this Sword Pavilion, they never formed an alliance, and they were still incompatible. β
"Senior! How many small interfaces like Immortal Moon Ruins and Shenyue Sword Pavilion are there in the Light Ruins and Fog Island? Fang Mo thought for a while and asked.
"It's hard to say! Although these interfaces are all part of the Kouxu Kirishima and are passable with each other, they are still independent of each other after they are officially closed. β
"To tell you the truth, I once entered a transitional space in Guangxu Kirishima, and I saw a Immortal Land Realm powerhouse, but it doesn't seem to be in a good state."
The gray-robed old man was obviously shocked when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "This is completely possible, if you know the predecessor of Guangxu Kirishima, you will no longer have this kind of doubt." β
"Oh? Does the light ruin Kirishima still have a predecessor? Fang Mo suddenly became interested.
"Haha!"
The gray-robed old man stretched out his right hand at Fang Mo.
"What do you mean, senior?" Fang Mo was surprised, is this to be open and beneficial?
"Give me some moisturizers." The gray-robed old man stared at Fang Modao with a smile.
"Senior! I only have some less important materials and a small number of high-grade magic source crystals, what do you want? Fang Mo asked directly.
"The old man is not so cheesy! To have a trace of righteousness! The gray-robed old man stared at Fang Mo and said expectantly.
"Of course that's fine. This is something I've just released, and new ones need to be brewed, so I'll make a note of this first. Fang Mo replied casually.
"Alright! The predecessor of this Light Ruin Kirishima was the Prison of Divine Doom, which originally belonged to the True Eternal Realm, and countless Immortal Land Realm powers were imprisoned in it. Over time, this prison has become independent of the True Eternal Realm. After countless years, this prison was completely free from the influence of the True Eternal Realm and became an independent wandering continent. The old man in the gray robe was shocked by these words.
"But there doesn't seem to be any Wonderland in this interface right now." Fang Mo asked suspiciously.
"This has to mention the excessive space you mentioned, after this interface leaves the True Eternal Continent, the True Yuan will quickly dry up, which is tantamount to chronic suicide for the Immortal Land Realm. Unless you have sufficient resource reserves, or have a magic weapon to condense the true element, you will be very sad. Therefore, many Immortal Land Realm powers choose to sleep in excessive space. β
The gray-robed old man said, staring at Fang Mo and smiling.
Fang Mo was very satisfied with this answer, and directly took out three traces of Haoran righteousness, wrapped it with the power of the stars and handed it to the gray-robed old man, and then said with a smile: "I heard that you are the first generation of sword gods of Sword Pavilion in Sword Pavilion, don't you deny this?" β
"You have this question, I want to beat you!"
The gray-robed old man excitedly put away his righteous qi and said, "If it weren't for the first generation of sword gods, how would you know these secrets?" Do you think these heroic righteousness are worth it? β
"Well worth it! Then I'll wait for the trial to begin. Is there anything to pay attention to in this sparring partner? Fang Mo asked meaningfully.
"Where to watch? Frustrate their spirits! The gray-robed old man looked grim and said very seriously.
Fang Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Old Sword God! I heard that the Nine Swords of the Divine Moon of the Sword Pavilion are extremely powerful, do I have a chance to see them? β
"Huh! It depends on how well you perform in sparring? The gray-robed old man raised his eyebrows and replied ambiguously.
"That's good! See you in the trial! β
Fang Mo said that, he went straight to the retreat room prepared by the Sword Pavilion and began to ponder the content of the trial.
To be honest, except for those few Ten Thousand Phase Realms, others couldn't enter Fang Mo's magic eye at all.
Fang Mo sat down in the retreat room, his thoughts flew for a moment, and he carefully took out the yellow light and shadow that he had obtained in Thunder City that day.
Of course, there is also the black and yellow luck that was devoured by Xiaoxing in the Holy Flame Sect that day.
Regarding the black and yellow luck, there is a record in the Ancient Scripture Pavilion of the Fog Hidden Temple.
It used to be the Black and Yellow Ancient Emperor's epiphany, and he gained powerful luck for countless years.
The sword intent is sharp and sharp.
Haoran is upright, tolerant, vast, and has a strong ability to be inclusive and assimilate.
The power of the black and yellow qi luck long-range attack in the air is undiminished, and it can be directly fed with the power of the stars, existing alone and endlessly.
As far as Fang Mo knows, Haoran Righteous Qi can resist the attack of Black and Yellow Qi Luck.
Fang Mo shot out a cloud of righteousness, completely enveloping the yellow light and shadow.
Then twenty-two thunder swords were sacrificed in a row.
At this moment, Fang Mo had a bold idea, using the way of formation patterns and sacrificial weapons to fuse all kinds of luck into the thunder sword.
Fang Mo saw that the twenty-two thunder swords were completely stable, and each of them attached a complex formation pattern.
The name of this formation is "Swallow Yuan"!
It can automatically absorb the power of the stars and refine itself.
According to Fang Mo's idea, first integrate Haoran Righteous Qi into the twenty-two Thunder Swords, as an intermediate to fuse other Qi Luck.
Each sword then incorporates a different kind of luck.
Of course, in addition to all of these Thunder Swords, they all possess Sword Intent and Luckβthis is the inherent talent of Thunder Swords.
Therefore, in the future, each Thunder Sword will have at least three kinds of luck.
Fang Mo pulled out a trace of black and yellow qi luck and threw it into the thunder sword, and the sword intent qi luck would sweep it away.
After several experiments, they all failed.
Whether it is invested alone, but wrapped in Haoran righteousness, it is not very feasible.
Fang Mo frowned, and his thoughts flipped again, as if he had thought of something.
Thunder Sword is currently only in a state of nothingness, and it should be attached with some more vitality.
Fang Mo stretched out his right hand and struck out a section of cyan vines, then threw it into a thunder sword.
After a slight hum, the thunder sword began to change color.
Eventually, the blue thunder sword turned cyan, and the sword body seemed to be more solid, which might be more conducive to the absorption of black and yellow luck.
"It worked!"
Fang Mo took out three more traces of black and yellow qi luck and threw them into the sword body, which was still slowly absorbed.
It took about half a cup of tea.
Fang Mo once again pulled out a trace of black and yellow luck and threw it at the sword body, but it was bounced back.
"Huh? It's effective, but it's not enough. β
Fang Mo carefully observed the Thunder Sword, and the cyan color in the sword body gradually faded.
"It turns out that absorbing the black and yellow qi just now was at the cost of consuming the power of the green vine."
Fang Mo simply shot out a long vine and threw it into the sword body.
After a few breaths, the entire body of the sword turned emerald green.
"Bang!" Fang Mo once again shot out a few traces of black and yellow qi, and the sword body began to absorb black and yellow qi again.
The idea just now was verified, and Qingteng turned out to be the key to neutralizing and absorbing black and yellow luck.
Fang Mo fused a cloud of yellow light and shadow into a thunder sword.
The Thunder Sword quickly transformed for a moment, and finally turned into a turquoise color, and the body of the sword was covered with fine yellow inscriptions.
The yellow light and shadow were eventually absorbed by the formation, and as long as Fang Mo was slightly urged, the black and yellow qi in it could be activated.
Moreover, this sword inherits the ability of green vine to quickly regenerate and repair, and partially copy.
"Then let's try its power!"
Fang Mo's eyes flickered, his mind moved, and the sword body easily flew out of the retreat room and into the sky.
"Old Sword God! You can be a sparring partner! Fang Mo smiled slightly, and the emerald green sword body pierced through the sky and flew towards a large hall in the Sword Pavilion.
The old sword god was sitting in the inner hall, and suddenly frowned, raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and took the stone bench next to him into his hand.
Bang ββ! The stone bench directly turned into powder, changed in the air for a moment, and turned into a stone sword.
"Boy! If you actually make fun of me, then rub your sharpness first. β
The corners of the old sword god's mouth twitched, and he swung out the stone sword to meet Fang Mo's luck sword body.
The two swords collided violently in mid-air, shattering at the same time.
The old sword god's eyebrows were locked, and he muttered, "Three kinds of luck are added!" Good idea. β
Fang Mo's face turned dark, and his heart quickly churned.
is worthy of the old sword god, just using the simplest stone sword to break the sword body he worked so hard to build.
Sharp weapons are important, but internal cultivation is fundamental.
Some people died, but not completely......