Chapter Ninety-Five: The Secret Art of Washing the Sword, the Death of the Sword Spirit
Ningcui Island, Bigu Cliff.
The moon is cold, the frost stone is lonely cliff, the pine waves are bursting, and the sky is quiet.
Under the sprinkled silver light, the wind came from all directions, clear and empty.
Zhong Shenxiu knees cross-legged on the top of the lonely cliff, and the blue water dragon sword is horizontal in front of his knees.
Hands raised in front of the chest to hug the circle, wisps of starlight as soft as water, gathered in it.
"Duh!"
Zhong Shenxiu spat out a wisp of true qi from his mouth, and immediately ignited the starlight in front of him, and the starlight was like a flower, dazzling.
The true qi in front of his knees was agitated, and as soon as his mind moved, the blade of the green sword jumped up and fell into the sparks in front of him.
Star Sacrifice Swordsmanship, Up!
At the same time, Zhong Shenxiu supported the spark with one hand.
With a wave of his right hand, dozens of elixirs rose from the open space in front of him and fell into it.
"Zila!"
The silver glittering, cold and faint sparks seem to be peaceful, but in fact they burst incomparably.
Poria cocos, yam, ginseng, red vermilion, lotus leaves......
One by one, the elixirs fell into the sparks, and they were incinerated into a puddle of liquid medicine, fusing with each other.
Zhong Shenxiu urged his palm, and a true qi poured out like a long river, carefully controlling a spark that had been differentiated, licking the liquid of countless elixirs.
Under the impetus of the silvery white spark, the colorful viscous liquid continues to extend, entangle, and merge......
In the end, it gradually melted into a green fluffy liquid medicine.
Viscous as jade syrup, translucent as jasper, exuding a fragrant fragrance.
"Fortunately, this alchemy craft has not yet been completely lost!"
Zhong Shenxiu thought silently in his heart and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Of course, this level of processing is not alchemy.
The alchemy technique of the Dao Gate is complicated and abnormal, especially the method of the outer pill, which is even more cumbersome.
It is rumored that the ancient Taoists made alchemy, and they had to fast and bathe, and clear their hearts and calm their minds.
Then crown, clothed the road, knelt down to worship Danding, and burned green words to sacrifice to the three Qingdao Daozun.
It is also necessary to choose good days and auspicious days, build altars and burn incense, and suppress the evil spirit of the Ding furnace with treasures such as swords and ancient mirrors.
All this process is just a preliminary preparation.
When it comes to real alchemy, the techniques are even more complicated.
There are dozens of basic techniques such as flying, rising, pumping, volting, pointing, closing, raising, boiling, refining, calcining, grinding, and sealing.
The combination of secret methods such as water flying, grinding, Liuyi mud solidification method, fire ambush method, guan method, boiling method and so on.
Even if the alchemy technique is perfected, alchemy has always been a matter of not only cultivating but also fighting for the skill of the Dan and fighting for the character.
Every alchemy, every step requires true qi, divine sense, skills, and fire to be coordinated to the peak.
With strong luck and character, there is a chance to become a Dan.
The slightest mistake can lead to a waste of precious material.
As for the number of Dancheng products, it depends on whether the Sanqing Patriarch is blessed.
Therefore, the profession of Danshi has always been an exclusive profession for the rich and handsome.
is not an inhumane person, and wanting to cultivate alchemy is basically a fool's dream.
The ancients had a saying: Cultivating the way and breaking the family, most of them are talking about this kind of Danshi who take the way of the outer Dan.
Less gossip, back to business.
Zhong Shenxiu's current treatment of elixir is just one of the extremely superficial branches of alchemy.
The techniques used are just a few basic techniques such as boiling, pumping, and flying.
This jasper-like medicinal liquid is a quenching spiritual liquid that Zhong Shenxiu concocted according to the secret method in the "Star Sacrifice Sword Technique".
In fact, in order to shorten the time for the completion of the swordsmanship of the Star Festival.
Zhong Shenxiu was already planning to perform a sword quenching secret technique and forcibly refine the Blue Water Dragon Yin Sword.
Of course, the quick fix has its drawbacks.
Zhong Shenxiu estimated: When the swordsmanship of the Star Sacrifice is completed, it is the time when the soul of the sword spirit dragon is annihilated.
To put it bluntly: Zhong Shenxiu intends to exchange the potential of the Blue Water Dragon Yin Sword for the instant combat power after the completion of the Star Sacrifice Sword Technique.
"Buzz!"
A sword roar came from the blade, dull and piercing.
Zhong Shenxiu knew that the endurance of the Blue Water Dragon Yin Sword had reached its limit.
"It's now!"
With a flash of light in his eyes, the Dao trick in Zhong Shenxiu's hand changed again.
A wisp of starry true qi from his mouth spit out like an arrow, piercing into the jasper-like liquid.
"Peng!"
The jasper-like clear and transparent viscous jade liquid suddenly exploded, and a puff of green mist evaporated, like chaos exploding, full of vitality.
"Zila!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhong Shenxiu hurriedly pulled the Blue Water Dragon Yin Sword out of the spark and stabbed it into the green mist.
All the green mist suddenly seemed to be alive, and they all surrounded the blade, wrapping a green film on top of the green blade, and gradually penetrated into it.
A silver strand of stars shone above the spine of the sword, and it was full of brilliance.
The blade that was originally covered with cracks that were invisible to the naked eye gradually recovered under the nourishment of the green mist quenching sword liquid, and the effect was immediate.
Zhong Shenxiu's divine thoughts suddenly took the opportunity to entangle and penetrate into the blade of the sword, and the water ~ milk ~ blended ~ melted.
However, Zhong Shenxiu did not have much joy in his heart.
In his telepathy, the sword spirit dragon soul possessed by the blue water dragon sword was letting out a cry of blood.
"Aung Aung Ang!"
The dragon's groans went from agitated to hoarse, and finally fell silent.
Zhong Shenxiu was concerned, but he didn't stop the movements of his hands.
"Come again!"
With two intentions, the spark ignited again, scorching the blade, licking the elixir, and refining the liquid.
The spark is shining, and the cycle repeats.
Under the stars at night, Zhong Shenxiu used the spark as the furnace, the green blade as the copper, the divine thought as the carbon, and the jade liquid as the nourishment, constantly tempering the sword blade in his palm.
The divine thought turned into a little starlight and merged into the blade, and the silver light was dotted.
As the secret method says: The stars sacrifice the sword, and the gods send the sword!
It wasn't until the sun rose and the moon set, and the starlight dimmed, that Zhong Shenxiu put away the secret method, meditated on pranayama, and recuperated the spirit that had been overconsumed last night.
No words for a day!
When night falls, the starlight reflects the world, and the bright spark ignites again.
With the performance of the Star Sacrifice Sword Technique, the three-foot long sword began to condense continuously.
Under Zhong Shenxiu's incomparably explosive performance, the edge of the green blade even shattered directly, revealing a new blade with silver brilliance shining and starry inside.
When the sword spirit dragon soul let out the last cry of blood and wail.
The increasingly weakened sword spirit dragon soul finally couldn't support it, and it disappeared.
Zhong Shenxiu's heart suddenly felt as if a piece was missing empty.
Immediately, the spirit was lifted again: the Star Sacrifice Sword Technique is about to be completed!
Sure enough, with the last green mist merging into the sword body.
It had been condensed into a length of only nine inches, and the delicate blade had turned into a whole body of silver, and the silver light was scattered all over it, and the stars were shining.
"Whew!"
A crisp sword roar rang like a silver bell, causing ripples in the air.
Then with a "bang", it suddenly turned into a silver light and crashed into Zhong Shenxiu's eyebrows and fell into the sea of knowledge.
A feeling of blood connection and heart connection came from the sea of knowledge.
Sensing the flying sword that turned into a silver light in the sea of consciousness and flew like a swimming fish, Zhong Shenxiu felt a burst of excitement.
The mind moves with the heart, as if it were a part of the body, like calling the arm!
Star Festival Swordsmanship, Dacheng!