Time, with the continuous swaying of the earth fire, gradually passed. In a short time, a month passed.

After another three days, Zhou Nan's heart moved, and he stopped. Looking at the purple long sword that was only one meter long, three fingers wide, and weighing thousands of catties in his hand, Zhou Nan squinted his eyes slightly, grinned subconsciously, tilted his neck, and laughed out loud.

"Haha, it's finally refined!"

Stroking the sword body that exuded a faint warmth, Zhou Nan's palms itched, and he couldn't help but wave it a few times. With a loud sonic boom, he stopped with a bang. Retracting the purple long sword, Zhou Nan's face sank and he frowned.

"Although the sword has been formed, the edge is too exposed. The spirit is also a spiritual weapon. Zangfeng Yunling, this is the best work. It seems that there is something to be added to restrain the anger of this sword, which is the right way. Zhou Nan said heavily.

After a while, he put down the long sword, Zhou Nan ate something casually, and sat directly cross-legged and recovered his mana.

A day later, I was in top shape again. Without the slightest delay, Zhou Nan used his mana, activated the spiritual fire seed, and used the refiner's means for the first time to refine a large number of materials with spiritual fire.

After refining, Zhou Nan poured all the high-purity materials into the casting furnace according to a specific ratio.

Then, Zhou Nan's eyes flashed, and he cautiously added a small bottle and used the spiritual liquid forced out of his body by the Hantan Ice Lotus. Then it was combined with some poison, and it was stewed.

In a short time, all the ingredients were boiled into a small furnace of green solution. Sniffing lightly, looking at the green liquid that had reached the fire, he took out the purple long sword, Zhou Nan did not hesitate, and threw it directly into the casting furnace, and dipped it into the green liquid.

Without stopping, Zhou Nan directly activated the Qingguang Shield, peeled it off, and covered it on the casting furnace.

At the same time, he was distracted and used for two purposes, mobilized a large amount of spiritual fire, and burned the casting furnace red.

A day later, looking at the casting furnace that had turned red sharply and was about to melt, Zhou Nan breathed a long sigh of relief. He put away the spiritual fire, removed the blue light shield, squinted slightly, and looked at the long sword in the casting furnace.

I saw that the original purple long sword had changed greatly at this time. The sword body has a dull luster, a restrained edge, and a dark blue color. With a slight bang, there was a buzzing sound. It sounds very cold, and it's not a simple thing at first glance.

Striking while the iron was hot, Zhou Nan picked up the long sword again, ran the "Soul Refinement" to control every common detail, and hammered it hard. In this step, Zhou Nan was extremely cautious and did not dare to be careless at all.

Because, he knew that as long as there was a little negligence, there would be a flaw in this piece.

In this way, Zhou Nan is like embroidery, and it is a month to embroider.

On this day, as the hammer fell, Zhou Nan stopped.

Looking at the blue long sword that could not be changed, and various materials were completely combined, Zhou Nan smiled slightly, and said lightly, "You are my first spiritual artifact work, the color is dark blue, elegant but not vulgar, and the edge is restrained, just call you dark blue!"

With a word of admiration, Zhou Nan picked up the gold that had already been smelted, controlled it with mana, and quickly at the bottom of the sword body, the book 'dark blue', two ancient rare characters.

At this point, looking at the completed work, Zhou Nan packed up his things, and couldn't wait to sit down cross-legged, use his mana, and refine this spiritual weapon that he had cast with his own hands.

Because Zhou Nan was the first owner and caster of the Deep Blue Long Sword, and coupled with the role of "Soul Refinement", in just five days, Zhou Nan refined this sword thoroughly, inside and out.

With a wave of his hand, feeling the dark blue long sword full of intimacy, Zhou Nan showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Sure enough, something as spiritual as a spiritual artifact is full of spiritual things, and only the first user can fully exert its effect. The master after that, because of the intervention of the alien breath, can't fully grasp it at all. ”

Playing with the dark blue long sword, stroking the warm sword body, and feeling the cordial feeling, Zhou Nan was more and more satisfied with this sword. Although the grade of this sword is not as good as the Forbidden Spirit Ring and the Soul Bell, because there is no interference from the alien aura, it can exert his strength even more.

Now, in Zhou Nan's hands, there are three spiritual weapons. But it's all aggressive. According to the basic requirements of the Five Treasures of the Monks, Zhou Nan still has a big shortcoming. At least, there is a gap that cannot be ignored in terms of defensive spirit weapons and speed-type spirit weapons. But in a short period of time, it is difficult for Zhou Nan to make up for this shortcoming!

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, in this regard, Zhou Nan only sighed slightly, and put up with it for the time being. After all, his advanced foundation building period is still short. However, as long as he is given time to do this, it is not difficult for Zhou Nan now.

Moreover, in such a short period of time, with three extraordinary spiritual weapons, Zhou Nan was already a rare master in the realm of the early stage of foundation building. Coupled with taking Pure Spirit Saliva , even Zhou Nan himself didn't know how powerful he was.

For this sword, Zhou Nan did not depict the formation, and with his current formation attainment, it was impossible to complete the Xuan-level formation. As for the formation engraved with the yellow steps, Zhou Nan didn't even think about it. Needless to say, he still understands this truth.

Perhaps, when doing other things, Zhou Nan will also make up for it. But when it comes to casting, he is a completely stingy man. He would never allow his work to be artificially flawed.

Because this is the most basic criterion of being a foundry.

Refining the Deep Blue Long Sword, the ore raw materials in Zhou Nan's hand can be said to be basically exhausted. As for the large pile of demon beast materials on the ground, Zhou Nan could only stare dryly, but there was no way to do it.

Although he also knew that these things could be refined, he was not good at it, so he could only deal with it later. After all, there are university questions in these materials. It's not something that can be figured out in a moment.

After resting for a while, Zhou Nan used some leftover scraps to refine a quaint scabbard for the dark blue longsword. Subsequently, Zhou Nan took out a rope woven with gold wire, made a buckle, and tied the scabbard to his waist.

The long sword was returned to the sheath, Zhou Nan turned around, gestured a few times, and nodded with satisfaction. Since he was a child, he has had a chivalrous dream. Although he later became a dream of cultivating immortals, this did not prevent him from completing his dream when he had the ability.

The body, the sword, are already there. Next, it's time to hone your skills.

took out the storage bag, casually put away all the things on the ground, and filled in the fire outlet on the ground, Zhou Nan was in this small space, waving a long sword, tossing and turning, and practicing sword skills one move at a time.

In the world, martial artists can only cultivate internal strength, rely on their own bodies, practice fighting skills, and enhance their strength. In the world of cultivating immortals, monks cultivate mana, use mana, command magic weapons and treasures, fight against each other, and go against the sky.

Although the two are different in their ways, in the final analysis, all efforts are for the sake of fighting. It's just that there are different forces and different means of use. Therefore, it is not strange for Zhou Nan to move the martial arts in the world to the world of cultivating immortals. Anyway, everything is for the purpose of combat, as long as it can increase its strength, no matter what way, it is feasible.

This is like the contradiction between the good and the devil. Although the righteous people ridiculed the demonic monks, saying that they hurt the heavens and reason, and were mad. But in Zhou Nan's view, these are just two ways to obtain power, and there is no difference between good and evil in essence. The reason for the different results is all due to the monk's single-mindedness. In the final analysis, it's just to become an immortal, and the different paths are the same.

Moreover, there is also a theory of body cultivation in the immortal cultivation world. He doesn't practice mana, he only cultivates his body, and he uses his body to accommodate heaven and earth, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Therefore, in comparison, it is not incomprehensible that Zhou Nan is fighting with secular martial arts as an immortal cultivator.

As for the future path, whether it is Fa cultivation or physical cultivation, Zhou Nan did not have the slightest worry.

Everything is fateful, as long as it can enhance strength, these are all details.

Practicing the sword skills of fighting and killing over and over again, Zhou Nan gradually forgot about himself and time. The worldly martial arts, the means of immortal cultivators, at this moment, collided violently on Zhou Nan's body, and it was very easy to spark a bright spark.

Although Zhou Nan had also used this method in battle before, it was all done spontaneously without the slightest discipline. It just so happened that now that he had time, he could combine these experiences with his own ideas to form his own fighting style.

Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Swinging a sword again, Zhou Nan suddenly shook his whole body, and a series of sharp edges belonging to the swordsman erupted from his body. This sharp edge was extremely sharp, although it could not be seen or touched, but the air around it was cut emitted a piercing popping sound.

Closing his eyes, Zhou Nan carefully recalled the feelings of this moment.

A quarter of an hour later, he stopped.

Suddenly, the sharp qi dissipated in his body like a thousand streams returning to the sect, and disappeared in a flash.

Retracting the long sword, Zhou Nan said with a smile, "After half a year, I have finally reached the realm of sword heart, which is worthy of my efforts to forget to sleep and eat." Now, I have combined the strength of the immortal cultivator with the ability of the swordsman. As long as I find another good defensive weapon, I will be fearless in the future battles, whether it is long-range attack or close quarter-to-quarter, and I will do whatever I want. ”

After half a year of continuous practice, Zhou Nan's mana has further stabilized. At least as long as you don't suffer very serious injuries, you won't cause the realm to fall. As for the middle stage of the promotion and foundation building, even Zhou Nan can only sigh for a while.

In the middle of foundation building, there is no time coming!

After all, it is also common for the cultivation of the foundation building period to improve a realm in a few decades. Therefore, there is no hurry. Since he couldn't break through the middle stage of foundation building in a short period of time, Zhou Nan could only stabilize his state of mind and cultivate in a down-to-earth manner.