The tiger enters the furnace and holds the knife, and the majesty and domineering are indispensable.

The half-truncated sword on one side seemed to be provoked, and the purple mang made a great effort, turning from hanging vertically in the air to flying horizontally, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards the tiger's head.

Not to be outdone, the tiger raised its claws and pounced, hugged the broken sword, and bit it when it opened its mouth.

The almost knife-shaped slaughter was as smooth as water, like a bloody snake wrapped around the body of the broken sword, and everywhere it passed, the dark yellow runes were all worn away.

The blade that had lost the protection of the runes immediately melted, turning into a blue-purple intertwined golden liquid, which then merged with the blood snake.

At this moment, there is no longer a need to add gas and fire, and Old Man Cao breathed a sigh of relief and did not forget to remind the second master: "My lord, the fire is enough, but don't recruit the Divine Tiger again, otherwise the stove of Xiao Lao'er will really explode." ”

Liu Tugou didn't care about answering, he did his best.

For every point that the half-truncated sword was slaughtered and devoured, the sword tiger shrank by one point.

It is precisely because of the support of Liu Tugou's divine will and aura that the slaughter of all iron and blood can gradually overwhelm the ancient sword weapon with thousands of years of majestic heritage and complete the feat of swallowing the elephant.

Liu Tugou really felt that while the tiger was shrinking, the divine consciousness hidden in those consumed spiritual qi was also gone.

The loss of this mental cultivation is staggering, and the lake of inspiration is like a low tide, and the water level is falling at an extremely terrifying rate.

Liu Tugou's face was a little pale, and his rapidly rising realm was not stable enough after all, and the heart lake that seemed to be like a boundless sea of blood was actually empty.

The ancient butcher's knife that stretched across the sky shook for a while, and its form became a little light.

The fragments of the moon ring precipitated at the bottom of the lake are about to move, and there is a tendency to reunite, and the largest fragment has a swaying posture of blood begonias on the upper half, and in silence, many smaller fragments are attracted and attached to merge together.

Liu Tugou was secretly vigilant, whether it was the uninvited blood begonia, or the big moonlight wheel that wrapped all Xu Xun's intentions to attack the heart lake, they all belonged to foreign bodies that could not be refined and driven away in a short period of time, and his own strength was slightly weaker, and he would rebel if he couldn't keep it.

Different from the Tianzhu Mountain that was first integrated, the latter was completely realized by seeing and understanding in the process of spiritual feeling, with the help of heaven and earth, although it came from Pei Dongting's stone of other mountains, it had already become the jade of Liu Tugou's own mountain, and there was no hidden danger.

At this moment, if it weren't for Tianzhu Mountain suppressing the Blood Sea, I was afraid that the Blood Begonia and the Great Moonlight Wheel would be even more unscrupulous.

In his heart, he gave Lao Pei a kindness, and Liu Tugou couldn't care about the change in Xinhu and then pay attention to it, because at this moment, the recasting of the slaughtering knife had reached a critical juncture.

The half-truncated sword had been slaughtered and devoured, and the two merged into a furnace, forming a mass of red, purple, blue and yellow gold liquid, the most cyan and red second, purple and yellow like thin wisps, and the whole mass of gold liquid was pressed into the claws of a tiger the size of an arm.

Old man Cao glanced at the bodies of the people in the courtyard, and shouted anxiously: "My lord, it can be used for casting, where is the mold?"

Liu Tugou smiled: "In my heart!"

The tiger in the furnace moved in response, and its small body easily drilled out of the furnace, its body radiating light and heat like a small sun, and the ball of gold liquid in its claws was even more dazzling, making it impossible to force people to look at.

"As I wish, slaughter the shapeshifter!"

The small tiger rolled in mid-air, disintegrating into a large cloud of aura, wrapping the ball of gold liquid tightly, and then gradually stretching and elongating, outlining the appearance of a long knife.

The shape is beautiful, the back is thick and thin, the ridge is straight and the blade is curved, with a bit of the charm of the embroidered spring knife and the Youzhou chopping knife, but it is wider and longer.

The one-piece handle of the knife is a tiger descending from the mountain to pounce, the tiger's mouth is wide open, the fangs are full, and the waist is slightly curved, presenting an easy-to-hold arc, which is wonderful.

The long knife shows the simple dark cyan color that only ancient swords, the knife body is covered with strange red lines, the part near the blade is red with purple, twisted and unrestrained like a tiger galloping and jumping, and the lines near the back of the knife are meaning Xuanhuang, winding and heavy as Dayue standing, and the end is wonderful.

The rune sword intent contained in the half of the ancient magic sword is clearly the broad artistic conception of the spring thunder and the revival of the earth, and it was fully peeped by Liu Tugou in the process of casting, although it cannot be immediately taken by himself, and the text of the broken sword rune is broken, but there is a trace of possibility of deduction and completion.

The purple thunder is domineering, the loess is heavy, Liu Tugou had an idea, and fused the two with the tiger and the heavenly pillar respectively, which was unexpectedly extremely compatible.

As for the blood begonia and the big moonlight wheel that they have not really mastered but have no shape, they did not appear as they did when they fed the knife that day, and they were as vain as a bubble.

The ancient butcher's knife that cut the pillar of heaven in Liu Tugou's inspiration has finally revealed its true form in the earthly world, although it is not different from the real knife of inspiration, it is still shocking and beautiful.

Everyone was amazed, and Old Man Cao couldn't take his eyes off it, trembling with excitement, and kept muttering: "The method of qi refining, it turns out that there is really a method of qi refining......

The blade gradually cooled, and finally took shape thoroughly, and the blade opened itself without polishing, and the forest was cold.

Liu Tugou raised his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and the strange feeling of flesh and blood connected went straight into his heart through his five fingers, and the mysterious fit between the human knife was not in vain.

The second master sighed: "From now on, the slaughtering knife can no longer be hung on the waist." ”

Yang Xiongji rolled his eyes, then licked his face and said: "When will the second brother return my iron halberd to the furnace for refining, I don't want a tiger, it's best to coil a heavenly dragon on the halberd!"

The second master said with disdain: "Lazy rammer, your own blade is refined, looking at your recent practice, the shape and intention of the halberd when it collides with a hundred people are like a brute bull, it should be learned from Ah Mei, right? Tianlong is a delusion without a shadow, and it is possible to refine the head of the snowhoof green mantis beast." ”

Yang Xiongji was thoughtful when he heard this.

Ah Da walked up to Old Man Cao and knelt down heavily, without saying a word, his eyes were firm.

Old man Cao's expression changed several times, and finally waved his hand dejectedly: "The family is unfortunate, the only son only loves to dance and play with guns and sticks all day long, and the skills passed down from generation to generation of the Cao family are amazing." If you still have a conscience, you will be lucky enough to learn the method of qi refining in the future, and you will have to refine a few more heirloom soldiers at the risk of your life, which can be regarded as your lifelong wish. ”

Ah Da kowtowed three times on the ground, raised his head and said loudly: "My son follows Lord Liu, not only to learn the true ability to refine the heirloom soldiers, but also to make great contributions to the soldiers, so that the Cao family's embroidered spring knife can reappear in the world!"

Old man Cao burst into tears.

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and Chang Zhaoqing and a middle-aged lieutenant stepped in.

The middle-aged lieutenant looks a little similar to Dong Dilang, but his complexion is as white as jade, his eyes are as clear as a knife, although he is older and deliberately grows a beard, he is much more handsome than Dong Dilang.

Liu Tugou had a horizontal knife in his hand, and grinned: "Liu Tugou, the commander of the 100 horsemen of the Fourth Banner first, has seen the military gate!"

Liu Baiqi made a lot of noise, the wind was surging, and the tiger fell from the sky, if it weren't for the fact that this Cao family shop was remote enough, I was afraid that it would alarm the whole city. It took a lot of effort for me to drive away the idlers and others around here. ”

Chang Zhaoqing turned sideways slightly and introduced to Liu Tugou: "This is the captain of the Yue Cavalry. ”

Liu Tugou clasped his fists and saluted: "I've seen Master Dong." ”