Chapter Eighty-Seven: Breaking the Boundary
The three of them glanced at each other and said incredulously, "The Qingxi Mountain God hasn't made a move yet, and only two subordinates can raise the medium divine weapon to the level of infinitely close to the super divine weapon?"
They couldn't believe it.
Ordinary people may be surprised when they hear about it, but they will never be as shocked as they are.
It is precisely because of the deep understanding of the way of forging that I know the difficulty.
The Sword Forge Mountain Abyss Sword Shrine is already extraordinary, and it is an excellent treasure land, which can increase the strength of the spirit and improve the quality of the divine weapons.
Ordinary high-grade divine soldiers, if they are nourished by the sword mound, they may be able to improve one or two small grades and become the best of the high-grade divine soldiers.
In this way, it is already extraordinary.
If the Excalibur Embryo had been cultivated in the Mountain Abyss Sword Shrine for decades, or even hundreds of years, it might be lucky enough to be able to upgrade to a higher level.
But this kind of improvement will take a long time, and there will be many favorable factors.
How can there be such a horror as Qingxi Mountain.
Forcibly extend the infusion time and directly increase the level of the divine soldier.
It's appalling!
"The news has been confirmed several times, and it is not wrong. ”
The corners of Leng Tianqing's mouth twitched, and he said, "Not only those two gods on Baiyu Mountain, but I estimate that all the gods under the command of Qingxi Mountain have mastered the secret technique of instilling spirits. The slashing iron was sent into Qingxi Mountain, and the grandmaster forging soldiers was Han Wujian, the general of Qingxi Mountain, who made a move to fill the spirit. ”
The ghost people of the 'underworld' can go in and out of the yang world to visit relatives, and the division of ghosts under the command of the gods of Qingxi Mountain, the titles and responsibilities of gods and other gods are gradually spreading.
A big force like Sword Forge Villa has an organization that collects intelligence from all sides, so naturally it will not be unaware.
"It's-"
"Since the Spirit Filling Secret Technique is not or is not only mastered by the Qingxi Mountain Gods, is there a chance to obtain it from the hands of the gods under his command?"
Leng Tian asked out loud.
If you can obtain the Soul Infusing Secret Technique, the advantages of the Iron Slaying Sect will be lost.
Sword Casting Villa can still overpower the Iron Chopping Sect.
Leng Tianqing shook his head, "The thirteen grandmasters of the Iron Slashing Sect have all gone to Qingxi Mountain, but they have never obtained the secret technique of instilling spirits, so they can only cooperate with the Qingxi Mountain God, what chance do we have?"
The Iron Slashing Sect went to Qingxi Mountain, definitely for the purpose of instilling the spirit secret art. But so far there has been no retreat, and no news has come out.
Obviously, the Divine Monarch of Qingxi Mountain held the secret technique tightly in his hand, and there was no possibility of leaking it.
"The nine gods of Qingxi Mountain may not all have their hearts towards the gods of Qingxi Mountain, right?"
Leng Tianli frowned.
"On the surface, he is loyal. The Iron Slaying Sect must have also tempted, and even other forces threw olive branches to these nine gods. The imperial court is wary of Qingxi Mountain, and it will not fail to contact these nine powerful figures in Qingxi Mountain. ”
"But they are still under the command of the god of Qingxi Mountain, and they are rising step by step, and they are deeply trusted. ”
Leng Tianqing looked in the southeast direction and said in a deep voice.
Leng Tian pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.
"Don't think about the crooked methods. Qingxi Mountain's cooperation with the Iron Chopping Sect was nothing more than the fact that Jiang Wuheng, the master craftsman of the Iron Chopping Sect, happened to forge divine weapons in Baiyuguan. If I come to the door in person, the god of Qingxi Mountain will not turn me away. ”
Leng Tianyou said at this time.
"That's right. ”
"Sword Forge Villa is the world's No. 1 forging holy land. ”
"If the god of Qingxi Mountain really has the secret technique of instilling spirits, what does it matter if I forge a sword and condescend to cooperate with him?"
Leng Tianqing snorted coldly, looked at Leng Tianmin and said, "Tianmin, take a trip to Qingxi Mountain." Be sure to show the sincerity of the Sword Casting Villa to the god of Qingxi Mountain, and by the way, see and see the secret technique of instilling spirits in Qingxi Mountain, whether it is as divine as the intelligence says!"
"Good. ”
Leng Tianmin responded.
The Soul Filling Secret Technique is extremely important for every forging sect. If the spirit infusion secret technique really exists, it will definitely break the existing casting pattern of the Ming Dynasty.
The Iron Slashing Sect, which was originally only one step behind the Sword Casting Villa, will soar into the sky, leaving the Sword Casting Villa far behind.
Rao is a cold and arrogant Leng family, and he can't sit still.
Grandmaster Leng Tianmin led the team, and the Sword Casting Villa dispatched six grandmasters, as well as eighteen famous craftsmen, as well as many masters accompanying them, and rushed to Qingxi Mountain with great momentum.
Bright attention!
Sword Forge Villa!
The two top forging forces of the Ming Dynasty, one in the west and one in the east, are about to collide head-on in Qingxi Mountain.
Cheonggye Mountain, become the absolute core of the storm.
Many Jianghu sects with the two major forces as the core also moved, focusing on Qingxi Mountain.
At this turbulent moment, Lin Zhao lay in the legal domain, and the puppet came out of Qingxi Mountain and rushed to Baiyu Mountain.
White Feather Mountain, White Feather View.
A young man more than seven feet tall, dressed in a cyan robe, stood with his hands in his sleeves, like a mountain rock and an iron tower, and was silent.
He was the puppet body that Lin Zhao had been refining for months and had spent countless refining materials to refine.
The puppet's breath does not leak out, like the abyss and the sea, and it is elusive.
Lin Zhao's divine thoughts were stationed, and the puppet body was like an arm.
Behind him were Chu Wenyao and Zhuang Rong. They were still speculating about who Lin Zhao would give to the quota for entering the small world. But he didn't expect Lin Zhao to send an unfamiliar face.
The puppet's appearance and aura were different from Lin Zhao's, and the two could not recognize them. Lin Zhao didn't reveal it, but just sent a puppet to explain to Chu Wenyao and Zhuang Rong.
On the side, Kan Qingfeng and Gu Tianhe were standing.
Kan Qingfeng said, "Don't worry, please rest assured, please rest assured, after this adult enters the small world, all actions are casual, and the old man will never interfere." ”
In the small world, Kan Qingfeng has absolute dominance. When to enter and when to exit, it is all up to his will.
But for the 'puppet body' sent by Lin Zhao, Kan Qingfeng did not dare to slack off.
Chu Wenyao smiled when he heard this, "Elder Kan doesn't have to be like this. The Divine Monarch said that this person will act alone when he enters the small world. At that time, Elder Kan can come and go as he pleases, and there is no need to ask. ”
Lin Zhao explores the small world as a puppet, but he doesn't have to go in and out as often as Kan Qingfeng.
"Good. ”
The old man wrote it down. ”
Kan Qingfeng nodded.
It couldn't be better.
As soon as it was prepared, Kan Qingfeng waved his long sword, and Zhenyuan poured into the white feather sword in his hand, inspiring the divine soldiers. The atmosphere of the small world emerged.
The white feather sword stabbed violently, and a little darkness bloomed. The breath of the small world is constantly vibrating, and it is induced by the world in the void.
An extremely unstable passage was formed, and Kan Qingfeng was already sweating profusely.
On the side, Gu Tianhe's face was tense.
If Kan Qingfeng can't support the passage to form, this boundary breaking will be considered a failure.
Fortunately, Kan Qingfeng stabilized the cultivation of the Tibetan Realm early, and he was full of true yuan.
"Broken!"
Hearing his bursting shout, the white feather sword shone brightly, and the passage finally took shape.
"Spirit Stone!"
As soon as the passage was completed, Kan Qingfeng shouted in a deep voice.
Gu Tianhe was excited, and hurriedly threw the ten thumb-sized jade stones in his arms into the passage.
The spirit stone fell in, crashed into the void barrier of the Boundary Breaking Channel, and immediately turned into a pure spiritual energy to consolidate the channel.
"Let's go!"
Kan Qingfeng's long sword circled, just wrapping Gu Tianhe, Lin Zhao, and himself. Surrounded by the aura of a small world, the three of them jumped into the boundary breaking passage and disappeared in an instant.
"Womb Hidden Realm!"
"Breaking the Boundary!"
"Mysterious!
Chu Wenyao and Zhuang Rong glanced at each other, with a look of surprise in their eyes.
It's incredible to tear through the void and break through the boundary.
The boundary breaking channel is closed.
The two returned to Qingxi Mountain and returned to Lin Zhao.
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