Chapter Ninety-Six: Bloodstained

Although there is a little junior sister in Zhujian Hall now, she is a girl after all, and she is younger than when Mu Chen first climbed Zhushan, so she naturally doesn't need to take care of the spiritual fruit medicinal materials in the spiritual garden.

She just needs to follow behind Fu Yi and Mu Chen and help them fight.

After coming to the spiritual garden, Mu Chen saw that the spiritual garden was full of withered yellow bamboo leaves, and knew that Fu Yi hadn't taken care of it at all for a month, so he patronized and led the little junior sister down the mountain to play.

He could only shake his head, clean up the fallen leaves in the spirit garden, and pick the ripe spirit fruits, consolidating the spirit gathering array around the fruit tree medicine field.

Fu Yi took the vines and grass to the stream to fetch water and help irrigate the medicine fields.

After they were busy for a day, they finally took care of the spiritual garden, and Mu Chen suddenly remembered a very important matter.

"It's winter soon, are the spirit fruits and spirit bamboos used by Lingzun for winter ready?"

"Oh no, I forgot about it!"

Fu Yi shuddered instantly, and the shock on his face was no less than when he saw the vines hugging Mu Chen.

The three of them hurriedly looked for the spiritual bamboo with abundant spiritual energy near the spirit gathering array, cut it down and put it in the Qiankun bag to save it, Lingzun picked his mouth, the bamboo that was too old did not eat, and the bamboo with too low spiritual energy content would be thrown on the ground after two bites, and it would be angry.

Originally, this kind of thing was done by Mu Chen and Fu Yi together, but now there are vines to join, although she is still young, she is very sensitive to aura, with her help, the two of them can find enough spiritual bamboo before dark.

Sweat soaked their clothes, and although they were busy doing things, they were also happy.

The trivial matters outside the bamboo mountain were also diluted, and Mu Chen's body and mind completely returned to this bamboo forest.

Except for the man wearing the mask, who occasionally came to Zhushan at night to look for him, brought a few pots of sweet wine, and only used a folding fan to compete with himself, and every day he had to refine the jade sword and practice the art of Dao Tianyan, everything else returned to normal.

In the blink of an eye, a few months passed, winter turned to spring, and the natal immortal weapon finally reached the final stage of refining.

Mu Chen sat cross-legged on the rock, and the jade sword floated on top of the three-flavor true fire, slowly turning.

And there was a booklet floating in front of him, which was the one given to Mu Chen by Zhang Banxian, and the words recorded on it were the final precautions for refining:

If the jade sword is only refined with the jade body, although the immortal weapon obtained is transparent and complete, its sharpness and toughness are insufficient.

If the instrument is used to supplement the true fire with red gold powder, it can sharpen its edge and make up for the shortcomings.

Mu Chen refined the jade sword according to the method written by Zhang Banxian, and with a wave of his sleeves, the red gold powder flew towards the Sanwei True Fire.

The flames instantly turned golden.

The jade sword vibrated with a zila noise, and a blood mist appeared in a few breaths, surrounding the sword body, irritable and thin.

At the last moment of refining, Mu Chen didn't dare to slack off, his hands quickly made a trick, and quickly drew Tai Chi gossip with aura in the air, and with a loud shout, he pushed this array towards the jade sword.

Syllable!

The formation was engraved on the body of the sword, and in an instant, the golden fire surged, and after all the last impurities in the jade sword were burned, they disappeared without a trace.

There was only a crystal clear jade sword left between heaven and earth, and it was like a beam of light, the blood in the white light was surging, and the red glow spread to the surroundings one by one, extremely vigorous.

It was like a dazzling sun, shooting out like lightning.

When the vision dissipated, he saw the jade sword with a sword length of three feet and six inches slowly falling into Mu Chen's palm.

Along with the sword, there was also a palm-sized piece of chalcedony, which was the jade material left over from refining the jade sword, and there were also several live blood flowing in it.

Mu Chen put away the chalcedony and carefully observed the jade sword.

The whole body of this sword is crystal clear, there is a trace of red mist circulating inside, the sword body is sharp but not thick, with a faint golden and red interlaced light, and a little red spot swimming in the hilt, gathering but not scattering but not shaped, it looks extremely smart.

With a wave of his sword, the fine aura instantly formed a line and flew straight outward.

I saw that where the sword passed, the rocks were cracked, three feet into the ground, and the spiritual pressure was not discharged or displaced.

The power of this sword is not under the ancient sword.

Mu Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally smiled, and he couldn't put down the jade sword.

The sword refined from this Kunshan blood jade, as Zhang Banxian estimated, has surpassed ordinary immortal weapons in quality, and the strange light that blooms when the weapon is completed is a symbol of this sword refining into a treasure!

With such a natal weapon, coupled with his swordsmanship, who in the same realm is his opponent?

It's just that Mu Chen didn't think too much about it, his sword was used to kill evil beasts and villains, and the realm of refining qi and transforming gods was only the third realm of the Daomen.

There are still three major realms behind, and he doesn't want to become a proud person like Yu Sinian.

Getting up from the rock, Mu Chen injected the aura into the jade sword again, and the blood light bloomed, even if he held the jade sword, he could feel a compelling momentum.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the entire process from the beginning of preparing to refine the natal immortal weapon to the completion of the jade sword refining, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes revealed a sword intent that surpassed all things.

The spirit moved at will, and a spiritual light engraved two big characters at the end of the sword body:

Bloodstained!