Chapter 9: Everything Is Like a Fantasy (5)
Changsheng took out the passion jade dew, swallowed a few drops, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated, he didn't dare to drink more, if he drank too much, he would definitely fall asleep, and at this critical moment, he couldn't waste any time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
After about an hour passed, the knife wound on Changsheng's hand was only densely packed with nearly a hundred slight blood marks, his spirit was obviously much better, and his face was already a little bloody.
Changsheng didn't dare to delay, the blood mist in the blood refining array had already dissipated, and if it dragged on for too long, he was afraid that it would dissipate, and this suffering would be in vain.
"It's really not easy to refine this ghost, it's going to bleed again!" Changsheng smiled bitterly in his heart, took out a small basin, and cut the blood vessels on his arm, a column of blood fell into the basin, and a small half bowl of blood flowed, the wound had gradually stopped bleeding, Changsheng was helpless, and cut the blood vessels again...... After a few times, the blood in the basin finally had a small half basin.
It's also thanks to the fact that Changsheng's physique recovered very quickly, and an ordinary Condensing Realm cultivator, with so much blood, should have been finished a long time ago. Rao is like this, and Changsheng is also pale and shaky.
"That's enough!" Changsheng muttered to himself, throwing the flying knife into the basin, drinking a few drops of passion jade dew, and then holding the blood basin and placing it in the center of the blood refining array.
Changsheng sat down in the array, what should have been done has been done, and I hope that whether or not the Dafa can be successful depends on the will of heaven!
The flying knife suddenly released blood, and the blood in the basin slowly seeped into the flying knife, and the countless black rays in the array gradually converged and submerged into the flying knife.
The blood in the basin slowly became lighter, the blood mist in the array became thinner and thinner, and the looming black rays became less and less, either dissipating in the air or submerged into the flying blades, and new black rays were faintly generated.
If the flying knife is not successfully cultivated before the blood mist in the formation completely dissipates, this sacrifice is considered a failure.
Changsheng calmed down, let go of his divine sense, and carefully observed everything in the array. It turned out that there were vaguely one hundred and twenty runes floating in the air in this blood array, spitting out the aura of the surrounding space, turning into that little bit of black light, pouring into the flying blade.
The blood water in that basin was actually devouring his divine consciousness under the effect of these one hundred and twenty runes, and the full blood that devoured would seep into the flying knife with a little golden light.
As the black light and blood submerged into the flying knife, the blood emitted by the flying knife became more and more intense.
Four hours later, the blood mist was so thin that it was invisible to the naked eye, and only the faint shadow was faintly detected under the divine consciousness.
"It's going to fail!" Changsheng sighed, although the failure of the first time he cast the Blood Sacrifice Method was also expected, but he was always a little frustrated in his heart, after all, the Blood Sacrifice Method could only be used twice in a lifetime, whether it was successful or not, only twice.
If it is an ordinary yuan tire, it will not take such a long time, and half an hour is more than enough, and this flying knife is made of unknown materials, and it took four hours.
Suddenly, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in Changsheng's heart, like ...... It's like growing a third hand, yes, it's the third hand, close your eyes, without divine sense, Changsheng can clearly feel the flying knife, you can feel the blood and cold, you can feel the hunger and devouring pleasure of the flying knife, you can vaguely feel that there seems to be a faint space hidden in the flying knife, in the space, the black mangs and the blood are merging into one, turning into a thick fog.
"It's done!" Changsheng was surprised, "It actually succeeded at the last moment!" "The blood mist had not completely dissipated, the sacrifice was still going on, and Changsheng clearly felt that the devouring speed of the flying knife was much higher.
The blood mist finally dissipated, and the one hundred and twenty runes also flew into the flying knife, and there was still more than a bowl of blood in the small basin, but the flying knife was no longer devouring.
Changsheng took out the flying knife, shook his hand slightly, and shook the remaining blood on the flying knife, there was nothing left, and it was another bright flying knife, only with a slight trace of blood.
Changsheng danced a few knife flowers casually, and this flying knife seemed to grow out of his hand, which was a feeling of flesh and blood.
Changsheng raised his hand, a white light shot out, deep into a rock, Changsheng could clearly feel the position of the flying knife, submerged into the rock no less than three feet, the rocks here were all reinforced by the formation, far from ordinary comparable, tenacious comparable to magic weapons.
The thought of immortality moved slightly, recalled the flying knife, held it in his hand and watched it carefully, and liked it quite much in his heart.
"Sure enough, it's a good thing! It only took thirty percent of the strength to have such power, if there is such a good thing in the Inheritance Valley, with all the strength of the blow, not to mention those giant wolves, even the silver wolves, they can't bear it.
The power of the best magic weapon is only like this, but it is a pity that this flying knife can only be used as a weapon, and there is really no half of the spell. Changsheng was slightly disappointed.
Changsheng thought again: "I'm afraid that this flying knife will be with me for a lifetime, let's give it a name, the flying knife is like a bird throwing into the forest, it's better to call it 'Phantom Sparrow'!"
Serving the ghost of the ghost, Changsheng took out the spear again, this spear is the best magic weapon, although the material is not as good as the ghost, it is also a very good material, how can the things left by the old devil be bad?
It will take a while to contaminate this spear with breath and let the spear be recognized, it is not an overnight thing, Changsheng is also in a hurry, stroking the barrel of the spear, Changsheng said softly: "You and I have been together for fifty years, and you were destroyed in the illusion, I hope that in reality you can accompany me for the rest of my life, and I will also give you a name, called 'Izumo'." ”
In my heart, compared to the phantom sparrow, Changsheng is closer to Izumo.
It took another ten days, and Changsheng was familiar with the basic essentials of the exorcism, and within the scope of the divine consciousness, the phantom sparrow suddenly flew out, and it was impossible to prevent it. Changsheng finally had a little confidence: the attack of the divine consciousness and the sneak attack of the phantom sparrow.
"It's time to go out!" counted after spending more than twenty days in this stone chamber, and it was time to go out to look for the little monkey.
Stepping into the light curtain, the white light flashed twice, and Changsheng found that he appeared at the foot of a small low mountain, three or five miles away, there was a deserted mountain temple, which was the one in Taoyuan Town.
In the Biting Mountain, a little fox sneaked out of the mountain forest, and cautiously looked back, seeing that no one was following, his body shook, and turned into a girl in white, carrying a colorful sword and a colorful flower cloth package.
"Finally out of the 100,000 mountains!" the girl in white let out a long breath and said to herself, "Master refuses to take me out, won't I sneak out myself?" Master will definitely not know!"
Looking at a ruined temple in front of her, the girl in white thought, "It's not early, let's go there and rest for one night today!"