Chapter Eighty-Two: Blood Splashes
"What's going on?"
Mu Chen's mind was full of questions, but when he saw the four plates of delicate side dishes on the tray, his stomach gurgled.
Shaking his head and sitting down, he hadn't eaten for a long time, he was also a little hungry, as for other things, he would wait until he had his stomach filled.
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After the tea and food were full, Mu Chen lay on the bed and had nothing to do, and thought of refining the natal immortal weapon.
"After a long delay, it's time to get down to business, otherwise it's not good to go back to the sect and explain to Uncle Xuanqingzi. ”
Thinking of this, he immediately sat down on the bed, closed the doors and windows, and set up an enchantment around the wing room to avoid anyone disturbing him, and at the same time to prevent the breath of Kunshan jade from leaking out.
Even if someone comes to visit suddenly, he can say that he is meditating and meditating, and no one will suspect him.
When everything was ready, Mu Chen took out the Kunshan Blood Jade, which was more than three feet long, and the room was instantly surrounded by a strange and warm aura.
The pearlescent qi spread out from Kunshan Baoyu's body, and when he stroked the golden jade again, his fingertips were tied to the blood, and the unique pulsation passed from the meridians into Mu Chen's body, if he remembered correctly, it was not so strong a few days ago.
"What's going on?"
Mu Chen couldn't make up his mind, but according to Zhang Banxian, the more vigorous the blood vitality in Kunshan jade, the better, and the lifelessness would affect the spirituality of the jade.
Since it was a good thing, he didn't delve into it, and continued to take out the tools used to refine jade immortal weapons, including a ruler and an ink stick, and used the ruler and ink stick to draw on a piece of white paper to determine the approximate size and appearance of the natal jade sword.
Mu Chen carefully smeared the columnar jade with a carbon rod again, more serious than when he drew talismans and practiced swords.
According to the size determined by Zhang Banxian, his entire piece of blood jade was just enough to refine an immortal sword with a body length of three feet and six inches, which was secretly combined with three hundred and sixty Zhou Tian, and the sword was one inch and eight minutes wide, half of which was Tiangang.
If a woman refines a short sword, she generally needs two feet and eight inches of material, which means twenty-eight stars.
In addition, there are also some mutations of the long sword, which are five points longer or one point shorter, taking the number of heaven and earth and the meaning of missing, but the people who refine the mutated long sword generally make changes in order to make up for their own lives, and it has nothing to do with Mu Chen.
According to Zhang Banxian's measurement of Mu Chen's height and arm length, plus the part where he may grow taller in the future, a perfect set of proportions was finally determined.
Halfway through the day, Mu Chen finally used a carbon rod to draw several dividing lines on Kunlun Blood Jade's body, but after drawing these lines, he didn't swing his sword to slash.
To refine jade immortal weapons, it is most taboo to cut it with one knife and destroy the integrity of the jade.
What's more, if you want to refine the natal immortal weapon, you must use the real fire in Mu Chen's body to quench it little by little, burn away the impurities contaminated by the jade, and even cooperate with the three-flavor true fire, and feed the jade pulp refined by the real fire back into its shape.
So that the final immortal weapon is firm but not urging, thick and bloated.
The jade slurry that feeds back the jade must come from the same piece of jade, so as not to affect the agility and integrity of the jade itself, and it is also an important reason why the immortal artifact cannot be refined with multiple pieces of broken jade.
The pale cyan flame was forced out from between the fingers of Mu Chen's right hand, he sat cross-legged on the futon, and his left hand scattered two taels of charcoal and sulfur stones in the air, and suddenly shouted!
The flames broke away from their fingertips and flew into the air, instantly igniting the swaying objects in the air.
"Charcoal, get wood in the fire!"
"Sulfonous stone, take the stone and fire it!"
"Inner ruins, lead the fire in the air!"
"The three fires have come out, this is the three flavors!"
Mu Chen chanted, and then sprinkled lead, mercury, silver and sand in the five directions, taking the meaning of the five elements.
With the ether and the void as the tripod, the Tai Chi as the furnace, the essence of the sun and the moon as the water and fire, the yin and yang as the machine, the temperament as the dragon and the tiger, and the sincerity as the solid economy, with the pinnacle of refining.
When all the foreign objects are complete, they summon the Kunshan blood jade to the furnace and burn it to cast its shape.
The three flavors of the true fire are scorching, the blood jade is hanging in the air, slowly turning, the fire in the inner ruins is the fiercest, building the connection between the blood jade and Mu Chen's true nature.
Mu Chen carefully controlled the temperature, and the sound of Zilazila came from all around the Kunshan Blood Jade, and the faint gray smoke rose, which was the scene of the mixed mixture contaminated around the Puyu being burned by the real fire.
When the liquid was low, Mu Chen immediately lifted up his aura and re-poured the liquid into the top of the jade, slowly increasing its density and making it hard.
When the outer layer of jade skin fades, the pearlescent moisturizing of Kunshan jade is even more improved, and even fights against the fire of the three flavors of true fire, and there is a trace of jade hidden essence and blood exposed to the air.
Burned by the Three Flavors True Fire, the essence blood in the jade was as if it was alive, rapidly shrinking inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, converging in the fist-sized blood stain, emitting bursts of red light.
Puff ......
Puff ......
The faint sound of heartbeat came from the jade, and Mu Chen, who had established a connection with the blood jade, could clearly feel the vitality of this mass of essence blood.
He stabilized his mind, and even urged the real fire in his body, constantly adding charcoal and sulfur stones to the furnace.
The fire was raging, and the essence blood suddenly expanded as it contracted, bringing an extremely powerful attraction!
Even Mu Chen was almost sucked into the fire by this suction, he hurriedly sat down and concentrated, but he felt a light on his neck, and the black bag that accompanied Mu Chen several springs and autumns was actually hanging in the air at this moment, and he was about to fly towards Kunshan Blood Jade!
"What's going on?"
Mu Chen hurriedly reached out and grabbed the black bag that he was attracted, but he didn't stare at the Kunshan jade in the blink of an eye, and there were several streams of essence blood splashing from the jade, breaking through the heat of the three-flavor true fire, and all of them hit the bag.
He was completely shocked by what happened between these breaths, and then raised his eyes to look at Kunshan Yu who was slowly turning in the fire, and he immediately made a decision to remove the three-flavor true fire.
The jade slowly fell to the ground, but he ignored the blood jade that had changed in appearance, and only grabbed the black bag with residual heat and checked it repeatedly.
"What's going on?"
"This bag left by my mother has never reacted to anything, how can I be attracted to the blood of Jade Collection?"
Mu Chen frowned and thought about it, and found that although the essence blood hit the bag, the bag was not wet, and his hands were not stained with blood, it seemed that the cloth bag had absorbed all the essence blood of the jade treasure.
This matter was too strange, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, but he had a faint premonition in his heart.
"Originally, after entering the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, I should have thought about how to crack the black bag left by my mother. ”
"Such a strange appearance occurred when refining immortal weapons, maybe it was an opportunity for me to break the ban!"
"Mother left this thing, only I can crack it, she must have taught me how to crack it, but I used the spell given to me by my mother to try in turn, but I couldn't break the ban, what did I ignore?"
He closed his eyes and reminisced about his childhood life with his parents in Wuyu Village, hoping to discover some useful information from his memory.
Gentle and strong mother......
Stern and upright father......
Those carefree times......
Thinking of this, his palms couldn't help but contract and clench.
Crystal tears slid down his cheeks and dripped into his fingers, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears, but he heard the black pouch in his hand sizzling, and several inky electric lights suddenly exploded in his hands......