Chapter 212: Time Washes Away the Body, the World Is Not Allowed to Forge the Sword of Life
The surging energy and blood surged, and the sound of swords resounded throughout the sky!
Wang Yansheng roared with anger and filial piety. He did not want to lower his eyebrows, but raised his head to observe his fate. With his own pride, he set foot in the ten realms to become a land immortal and let the world see the sword immortal!
It must be said that this move at this moment was very powerful and domineering. Many people on the shore of Jianchi Lake were extremely shocked, with incredible expressions in their eyes.
Because no one thought that Master Wang Yansheng would attack the Ten Realm Barrier today. Before that, Wang Yansheng had no hope at all.
However, as soon as he completed the changes to the Fusion Art of War passed down by An Le, Master Wang Yansheng took advantage of this momentum to compete with God. He wanted to break through the barriers that had been extremely difficult to break for the past five hundred years and attack the ten realms of land immortals. !
Su Muzhe's heart was shaken, and he felt uneasy even when he was frightened.
My mind seems to be drifting between the meandering streams in the mountains, with ups and downs and it is difficult to calm down.
Wang Yansheng survived the desperate situation, and merged into the furnace of Qi and blood with his soul like a moth to a flame. With An Le's will to never give up, he set off the sword bell like a war drum, and the sound of it drove the soul to complete the final forging, allowing the broken sword to be restored. Recast.
Now Wang Yansheng's sword has been reshaped, and its grade is one of the best among swords in the world so far, surpassing the first grade and at the level of half-step to the ultimate treasure.
Although it lacks some courage, the sword cannot cross the treasure and avoid obstacles.
However, such a sword is already hard to find in the world!
All thanks to An Le, he reversed the situation in a desperate situation. He never gave up and persisted. He practiced martial arts, performed boxing skills, caused the sword bell to ring, and aroused the energy and blood in Wang Yansheng's body like a hammer. Only then was he able to complete the counterattack in the desperate situation. Forged.
Turn decay into magic, turn the impossible into a possibility!
However, Wang Yansheng wants to take this opportunity to attack the ten realms...can he succeed?
If it can really happen, it will definitely be of earth-shaking significance to Jianchi Palace. The blessing brought by one more Tenth Realm is huge!
But if it fails and Wang Yansheng dies, without a sword master who can create a first-class sword, it will be enough to make the already weak Jianchi Palace even worse!
Even five hundred years ago, it was not that easy to be born in the Ten Realms, because leaping into the Ten Realms is equivalent to stepping into the extraordinary. You are no longer an ordinary body, your flesh and blood are surrounded by visions, and your lifespan is extended by hundreds of years!
It can be said that the ten realms are the truly top realms in the world!
Su Muzhe was very worried. She clenched her fists and her palms were full of sweat. At her level, she would still be so nervous. It was enough to see how strong the impact Master Wang Yansheng had on her when he entered the ten realms.
Wan Jieliu stood beside her, equally nervous. However, as Wang Yansheng's disciple, he understood the teacher's mood at the moment.
"Go for it! Go for it. If you succeed, you will have created a miracle and will be remembered forever. Even if you fail, you will have no regrets!"
Wan Jie Liu took a deep breath.
The disciples of Jianchi Palace were also shocked. There seemed to be different emotions changing and changing in their hearts. They were moved by the spirit of Mr. Wang Yansheng.
Destiny is on the top, look up!
Never bow your head, just practice for the sword!
At this moment, the disciples of Jianchi Palace were all excited, and even had ambitions to witness the birth of a land sword immortal!
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Anle's whole body was burning with qi and blood flames, his eyes were bright, and his armor was shining brightly in the sky.
He stood at the side of the sword platform, holding the sword bell with one hand, his blood roaring all over his body, and the majestic breath intertwined, distorting the surrounding space.
His whole body seemed to be surrounded by wind and thunder, and the corners of his lips curled up with a touch of satisfaction.
Success!
In the past, old man Wang Yansheng helped him to forge Yan Guichao. Today, he helped the old man to reforge the broken sword!
Perhaps, this is a kind of fate between sword cultivators that is difficult to break!
Looking at the roaring towards the sky, it seems that the soul has been transformed, and it is fearless and no longer flinching. The sword energy bursts out from the body and pours into the sky, intending to cut away Master Wang Yansheng's dark clouds that are over the city.
Anle knew that the next stage would be that of Mr. Wang Yansheng. It was really difficult to guess whether he could truly break through and become the Ten Realm Land Immortal.
"Mr. Wang's energy and blood turned into a furnace, and he recast the broken sword, and the soul was thrown into the fire. Now, the soul is gone, but the soul has not disappeared, but exists in another way. The soul feeds the sword, Develop a supreme sword!"
"This is a very pure way of forging the body. It has no spirit, but is extremely pure. Only the sword intention is like a rainbow, and the sword energy is like frost!"
Anle murmured.
He was a little excited and curious about Mr. Wang Yansheng's transformation.
It is equivalent to completely melting the god-refining cultivation into the sword, becoming an extremely pure sword cultivator!
It is fundamentally different from the two-way practice of divine and physical training that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"Under the Fusion Art of War, the master of the army transforms into the soul, and the soul becomes the master of the army..."
"Senior Wang is actually not qualified to attack the ten realms at the level of god refining, but... he changed to the Fusion of War Art and Yuanshen Feeding Sword, and he has been transformed. The god refining is no longer, but a brand new divine will has emerged."
Analyzing, Anle's eyes couldn't help but light up. He seemed to really see hope. Perhaps Mr. Wang could break this barrier and set an example for the world.
Let me tell the world that in this era of depleted spiritual practice, the ten realms are not really out of reach and cannot be broken through.
An Le's soul was shaking, and his mind seemed to be inspired. The Dao fruit of [Eternal Prodigy] was shaking continuously, and the light was falling non-stop, which kept An Le's will awake. He was constantly analyzing and deducing the method of melting the soul into the master of the army.
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In the air, Lu Yishan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had his hair scattered on his shoulders, which was blown by the wind and waves.
There was also a strange color in his eyes. When Wang Yansheng really completed the replacement of the body forging method, he recast the broken sword and created a sword that was almost brewing the aura of the supreme treasure.
This situation and this move are simply incredible!
"The supreme treasure-level sword... is extremely rare in the world. Wang Yansheng and An Le have created such a sword. The sword-making ability of Jianchi Palace is really going to take a leap forward!"
Lu Yishan smiled gently, with a touch of relief on his face.
He even began to look forward to the future of Jianchi Palace.
Since he chose to assist Anle, he was naturally happy when he saw Anle's power was rising.
"As for the impact of the ten realms... the soul is integrated into the weapon, and combined with the master's practice method, maybe it can really create another miracle."
"Anyway, a miracle has been created, so it doesn't matter if there is a second one."
Lu Yishan chuckled. He had an extraordinary vision and could naturally see Wang Yansheng's transformation. Although the soul was thrown into the furnace and fed with the sword, Wang Yansheng's combat power was not weakened at all, and even the soul came to the world with a different mentality.
"This is a new and pure way of practice, the way of sword cultivation!"
Lu Yishan murmured.
The soul feeds the sword, only the flesh is cultivated, and it is a pure sword cultivation!
The method taught by Anle has changed so much.
No wonder the old sword saint Peimin tried his best to let Anle come to Jianchi Palace to teach the law, and bet on the future of the entire Jianchi Palace?
Anle deserves this future.
And because of Anle, the future of Jianchi Palace will only become more brilliant!
This is the effect of judging the situation!
Suddenly, Lu Yishan raised his head, and Tong Kong seemed to be covered with a layer of fine star curtain, with dense stars faintly flowing. He looked at the sky outside Jinguan City, where there seemed to be a strong breath rising, and a strong man came across a long distance.
Peeping outside Jinguan City, wanting to watch Wang Yansheng's breakthrough that was rare in five hundred years!
"It has become a grand event, attracting many people to watch."
Lu Yishan said softly, with a curve at the corner of his lips.
"But how can we let you watch this great ceremony of breaking the Ten Realms so easily? If it succeeds, it's fine, it can deter the world, but if it fails... Jianchi Palace will inevitably become a loss to everyone, exposing its own major flaws, which is absolutely unacceptable."
"It's impossible to let you continue to watch, what we want is haziness, haziness creates beauty."
Lu Yishan raised his finger and gently tapped in front of him, the starlight was brilliant at his fingertips, like the ultimate brilliance bursting out of the stars.
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Outside Jinguan City, there are continuous mountains.
The Shu land is mountainous and difficult to travel. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the Shu Road is more difficult than going to the sky.
At this moment, on the top of many mountains outside Jinguan City, strong men turned into streams of light and landed on the rugged rocks on the top of the mountain, looking at Jinguan City and the grand event that changed the sky.
For five hundred years, the Ten Realms have not come out.
Wang Yansheng wants to break this curse today and become the first Ten Realms in five hundred years. Naturally, it can be called a feat in the world!
In the past five hundred years, too many geniuses have fallen and died unwillingly on the road to the Ten Realms. Their talents were not inferior to those of their predecessors, but they were born at the wrong time and ended up with death.
The most recent example is Zhao Huangting, who traveled the world with high spirits. He was the old uncle of the Great Zhao, and dared to fight against the heroic swordsman of the Red Yuan Meng Emperor with a broken bamboo sword.
Unfortunately, he hesitated to the end and had to be transferred to Nirvana and died with regret.
Fortunately, before Zhao Huangting died, he went north to challenge the Yuan Meng Emperor and made up for his regrets. Although he failed to sublimate and break into the Ten Realms in that battle, creating legends and miracles, at least he died without regrets.
Zhao Huangting even brought out such a monster as Anle, which can be said to be worthy of being recorded in history.
These strong men who came to watch the ceremony all used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cover their bodies and imitate their appearance.
Suddenly, the star curtain around Jinguan City rose up, and the stars were like a dream. It was really beautiful and rare to see on weekdays, but the strong men who came to watch the ceremony didn't want to see the starry picture.
What they wanted to see was the details of Wang Yansheng's breakthrough to the tenth realm!
"Is this a star map?!"
"The star map of the Zhaixing Sect... It seems that Lu Yishan got it. Now it seems that Lu Yishan's control over the star map is not weak. Could it be that the will of the star-picking elder and the head of the sect in the star map has been destroyed?"
"Damn Lu Yishan, your heart is as small as a sesame seed. Will you die if you look at such a rare grand occasion?!"
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The strong men standing on the top of the mountain cursed in their hearts, almost cursing Lu Yishan's ancestors for eighteen generations.
However, at this moment, they really didn't dare to set foot in Jinguan City and forcibly tear open the star curtain of the star map to watch the ceremony.
Let’s not talk about whether it can be done or not. Even if it can be done, if Lu Yishan manipulates the star-gazing map to bring down killing, they will suffer a great loss.
After all, the people who come to watch the ceremony are not in the tenth realm, but in the ninth realm. They just want to take a glimpse of the grand occasion and compare it with their own practice to see if they can gain anything.
Lu Yishan himself is extremely powerful, not to mention Lu Yishan who has mastered the star map.
This legendary fruit can pick stars with his hands, set up a formation to stop the iron cavalry of the Yuanmeng Empire, and killed a prince of the Yuanmeng Empire. He is extremely powerful and his record is like a myth!
Although he is not in the tenth realm, he also has the oppression of a tenth realm extraordinary strongman.
In Jinguan City.
Lu Yishan smiled indifferently, the star curtain unfolded, his soul spread, and he kept an eye on the situation at any time. The star map covered Jinguan City, not only absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also arranged thousands of eyes for Lu Yishan, so that he could see the situation in every corner clearly.
Therefore, a wisp of powerful soul swept over, but could only stop outside the star map and dared not cross it, as he expected.
However, Lu Yishan just smiled lightly, and his eyes still fell on Wang Yansheng by the Jianchi Lake.
The focus of everything is on Wang Yansheng. Whether this sword-making master can withstand the pressure, break the restrictions and shackles of not going beyond the Ten Realms for five hundred years, and become the brightest star is the most critical.
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An Le looked in the direction of Wang Yansheng. Two mountain and river tripods were pulled by his will, stretched out, and floated on the left and right sides above Wang Yansheng's head, bringing down the mountain and river energy to stabilize Wang Yansheng's state.
And Wang Yansheng, who was by the Sword Pond Lake, was now full of vigor and vitality. The broken sword was recast, and the blood in his body seemed to have been replaced. Every drop of blood contained sharp sword energy.
With the help of the Fusion of Military Strategy, Wang Yansheng's physique has undergone a great transformation. His flesh, which was already perfect in the Nine Realms, has risen again at this moment and has been strengthened. He has directly broken through the barriers of the Nine Realms and stepped into the Ten Realms. However, it can only be said to be a half-step to the Ten Realms. The distance from the real Ten Realms is short of the manifestation and addition of Tao.
The eighth realm comprehends the will of heaven and earth, the ninth realm condenses the prototype of the Great Dao, and the tenth realm is to completely control the Great Dao and obtain the Great Dao!
This is the step-by-step way of cultivation, but it is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to actually implement it.
Without talent, every step is difficult, and there is even no hope.
Because, things at the level of the Great Dao require talented people to master.
There are countless practitioners in the world, but there are only a few who can really reach the eighth realm. Those who step into the ninth realm can be called top powerhouses, and the tenth realm... let alone, they are rare and are giants in one area!
Anle looked at Wang Yansheng. It was a great opportunity for him to have the opportunity to watch the ninth realm break the tenth realm. Perhaps he could get inspiration.
Just as Wang Yansheng gave up his soul to feed the sword, Anle got enlightenment and had a deeper understanding and improvement of the integration of military tactics.
The sword chant exploded!
Wang Yansheng's frosty white sword hair flew, his eyes were like lightning, and the wind and thunder intertwined his body.
At this moment, the clothes on his upper body were torn, revealing his muscular body, which was shining like cast iron, and the sound of blood and qi surging and beating was clanging!
A shining sword was suspended, which was a recast sword, integrated into Wang Yansheng's arm, hidden between the arm bones, and now emerged, shining brightly.
Wang Yansheng's beard and hair were all spread out, and his eyes were like iron.
The key to impacting the ten realms is to condense the prototype of the avenue into a truly perfect avenue, and then master it in your hands.
Control the avenue, get the nourishment of the avenue, fill it with the avenue during battle, and have a continuous supply of energy. The flesh is connected with the avenue, and it is powerful and boundless, just like the immortal gods in mythology. This is the ten realms!
"My way is to forge swords!"
Wang Yansheng's eyes were bright, and he roared to the sky.
The world asked, he responded with a sonorous voice, and when fate fell, he looked up and looked straight!
Boom!
The sword was shining brightly, as if there was a mirror in it, reflecting various pictures, and in the pictures, it seemed like the years were passing by.
There was a picture of Wang Yansheng watching his father forging swords when he was a child.
There was a picture of Wang Yansheng holding a hammer for the first time, and under the reflection of the fire, he struck the first hammer of the weapon.
There was a scene of Wang Yansheng being ecstatic and completing the casting of the first quality sword!
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One scene after another flowed, as if forming a road to heaven.
The will of heaven and earth was drawn, extremely rich, and diffused around.
The prototype of the road appeared, that was Wang Yansheng's forging road, the way of the world's number one swordsmith!
Anle stood and watched. In his eyes, the road was revealed, and those scenes actually spread a wisp of time. These years... were ordinary gray, without the flowing gold color, not the flowing gold time.
However, Anle felt that this time was different. Although it was gray, it had a meaning, that was the meaning of the road!
This time and energy mixed with the meaning of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, forming a unique and special time and energy!
It was because he observed Wang Yansheng's Great Dao, and the time and energy he extracted was directly extracted from the Great Dao.
This may be a new type of time and energy, and it can also be recognized as an upgraded version of time and energy!
Today, a new use of time and energy was accidentally developed!
Anle's mind moved, his eyebrows glowed, his soul stared, entered the Dao Fruit space, and appeared in front of the long river of time.
The long river of time is rushing endlessly, as if it will never dry up, it has been flowing, the water of time is splashing, blurred and dreamy.
Anle pulled the time and energy extracted from the Great Dao.
There are a total of eight strands of time and energy, all of which are gray time and energy. At this moment, these time and energy actually actively pulled the trickles in the long river of time. The real long river of time was rolled up and was actually carried!
Anle was really surprised when he saw this, his blood was boiling, and his heart was excited.
It goes without saying how powerful a corner of the real River of Time is. An Le has a deep understanding of this.
It just appeared, and it instantly killed the soul of Duan Tianyu, the head of the Star Picking Sect who had reached the ninth level of perfection, in the star-gazing map. How domineering and powerful it is.
It's not that Duan Tianyu's soul is too weak, but the power of the River of Time... is too strong!
At this moment, An Le's eyes sparkled as he carried the real River of Time with the Qi of Time, and bold ideas emerged in his mind!
Eight strands of Qi of Time carrying the water of the River of Time lingered around him, like a roaring dragon.
An Le's soul's eyes were bright, shaking, and his thoughts were flowing.
"The Qi of Time observed by the Great Dao, which was contaminated with the breath of the Great Dao, can actually carry a trace of a trickle on the real River of Time. I wonder what effect it has?!"
"If it is used for attack, it may have miraculous effects!"
An Le's eyes sparkled, what about using it for cultivation?
As soon as he thought of this, An Le couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, and his soul withdrew from the River of Time area and the Dao Fruit space.
Eight strands of time-glow carrying a wisp of the real river of time lingered around the body, like a ribbon of immortal energy.
Anle's soul returned and leaped back to the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows.
Anle opened his eyes and raised his hand. There was a wisp of time-glow between his index fingers.
It was the time-glow carrying the real river of time.
So how should this wisp of time-glow be used?
First of all, Anle knew that this time-glow carrying a wisp of the real river of time, when integrated into killing, would definitely increase the power, and even reach the tenth realm strike, which could be used as one of Anle's trump cards.
But what else?
What other effects does this special time-glow have?
Anle's eyes wandered, and he fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he stared into the distance.
There, Wang Yansheng's impact on the tenth realm... reached a very critical moment!
The three disasters of the tenth realm, the fire of Nirvana swept down!
Rumble!
The Way of Weapon Forging is the way that Wang Yansheng has condensed and will control in the Ten Realms. The will of heaven and earth flows in the way, which contains special power and is washing Wang Yansheng's recast sword.
However, a flower was jumping, extremely hot, burning the void, as if it was made of the will of heaven and earth, burning constantly, and falling from the sky along the way.
The fire of Nirvana, one of the three disasters!
It is very dangerous, and it is a force that every practitioner who impacts the Ninth Realm must face!
It is the will of heaven and earth, and it is the killing that falls from the way of heaven!
Zhao Huangting was such a genius at the beginning, but unfortunately he still fell in front of the fire of Nirvana. He could not extinguish the fire of Nirvana and survive the first disaster of the three disasters. In the end, he could only choose to transfer the fire of Nirvana in exchange for powerful power, burning his own blood and burning the vast Yuanshen.
He failed to impact the extraordinary, and fell into a mortal with no power, and came to the end of his life.
At this moment, Wang Yansheng's biggest test also came. The fire of Nirvana burned down along the avenue of weapon casting he condensed, blocking Wang Yansheng's control of the avenue!
It was like an evil dragon, roaring with its mouth open, releasing destruction and murderous intent.
Everyone's eyes were fixed.
The fire of Nirvana was too famous. This was the real power of the Ten Realms, an extraordinary power!
Many people in the Ten Realms who were half-steps claimed to control the fire of Nirvana, but they only mastered a little bit. At this moment, the fire of Nirvana that blocked Wang Yansheng was as huge as a winding river!
The pressure was ridiculous!
The picture in front of Wang Yansheng was distorted, and only the evil dragon transformed by the fire of Nirvana was left!
However, Wang Yansheng's frosty white sword flew across, but he laughed, his eyes were bright, without any fear or terror!
Even a little excited!
"Come on!"
"My way is to forge weapons. If that's the case, I'll forge weapons at the last moment!"
"The fire of Nirvana is like a river. I will use this to achieve Nirvana, forge my master of weapons, and forge the best sword in the world!"
Wang Yansheng's words were magnificent and majestic, and the mighty impact was between heaven and earth!
The next moment, the sword energy was flowing, and the sword intent was rising. It was held by Wang Yansheng, and the iron sword clanged, and he held the sword forward!
The fire of Nirvana rushed down and collided with the treasured sword. The treasured sword was instantly covered, and the sword body was shaking endlessly.
The blazing fire of Nirvana was transformed by the will of heaven and earth. It is one of the ten realms of disasters, with great power, burning the sky and boiling the sea!
Even the iron sword after recasting felt a kind of difficulty in the process of fighting against the fire of Nirvana.
Wang Yansheng didn't find it strange. How terrible is the fire disaster of Nirvana?
How many practitioners fell at this moment. Wang Yansheng had already prepared himself mentally, and he was not afraid of any difficulties!
His heart is focused on sword-making, and he is sincere in sword-making!
At this moment, he has no distractions, and he handed out a sword. The fire of Nirvana burned and melted the sword, making the sword extremely red.
Wang Yansheng roared, and his blood and qi intertwined all over his body. The flesh that was improved by the fusion of military tactics clanged at this moment, and the blood and qi swept through!
He clenched his fist and smashed it simply and plainly!
Dang——
He clenched his fist and smashed it with the fire of Nirvana!
The avenue is the sword-making platform, the flesh is the hammer, and Nirvana is the fire!
"Even if I die, what's the harm? If I can leave a treasure in the world, I will die without regrets!"
Wang Yansheng's sword flew, and his eyes flashed with determination.
This is the truth he suddenly realized after activating his own avenue, and this truth is the foundation of his mastery of the avenue of sword-making.
His foundation is sword-making!
If the sword is not a treasure, how can he step into the ten realms? !
How terrifying is the fire of Nirvana. Even though Master Wang Yansheng's body has been enhanced by the Master of Arms Sutra, he still smells burnt under the fire of Nirvana.
The flesh and blood were burned and turned black. He clenched his fist and smashed it down, using the fire of Nirvana to forge a sword!
There were impurities on the sword that were smashed out, burning a black airflow!
The sword rang loudly, as if a true spirit was born!
The fire of Nirvana was integrated into the sword bit by bit!
Blood was splattered, flesh and blood were melted, and fists were swung to forge swords!
The clang clang clang sound of iron forging resounded between heaven and earth.
The water in the Jianchi Lake was boiling, as if it was burned by the fire of Nirvana, and the water droplets kept jumping.
All the disciples of the Jianchi Palace were stunned, and their hearts were surging.
Many swordsmiths even felt the desire to worship and worship in their hearts!
Master Wang, the god of forging weapons!
The sound of hammering the sword with flesh and blood as the hammer and the fire of Nirvana spread, and the sound waves spread, swept and washed away with the artistic conception of the Great Dao!
Anle's eyes condensed, and he spoke slowly, and the sound waves spread throughout the Jianchi Palace.
"Keep your mind, listen to the sound of casting weapons, cleanse your body and mind, and it will be of great benefit."
Anle said in a deep voice.
The disciples of Jianchi Palace were naturally convinced by Anle at this moment. A piece of military tactics directly made Master Wang realize his transformation. After further improvement in his body forging, he even forged and cast a half-step treasure. Now he wants to use the momentum of Nirvana to cast the most precious sword in the world!
Treasures are rare, let alone the treasures of the world!
If it really succeeds, Wang Yansheng will not only break through the ten realms...
But will be deified in the field of casting weapons!
How can the only master in the world who can cast treasures not be called a god? Even if he is perfect in the ten realms, I am afraid that he will be treated with courtesy when he sees the master!
Not everyone can forge a treasure. Except for the eleventh realm, the tenth realm and below, since ancient times, only Master Ou Ye, who was known as the ancestor of weapon forging, forged a treasure during the period of the Hundred Schools of Thought ten thousand years ago!
And the treasure forged by Master Ou Ye was not a sword, but a bow!
The sword treasure, no one can forge it!
The sound of weapon forging that spread under such a grand occasion naturally contains great mysteries, which is an extremely precious opportunity!
Even the ninth realm practitioners such as Su Muzhe and Wan Jieliu sat cross-legged, not caring about being shocked, listening to the sound of weapon forging, comprehending and feeling the meaning of the great way, cleansing themselves, removing impurities, tempering and forging their bodies, and improving their cultivation!
Even Li Qingchuan, Lin Siye and other practitioners who were not from the Jianchi Palace, all sat cross-legged and listened.
Lu Yishan sat in a wheelchair, closed his eyes, and felt the vibration of the sword casting sound. His fingers tapped lightly on the wheelchair, and his flesh and blood vibrated at the same frequency with the same rhythm.
As strong as Lu Yishan was, he also gained from the sound of the weapon casting.
And the one who gained the most... was actually Anle!
When the sound of the weapon casting came, Anle felt his flesh and blood vibrating. Subconsciously, his flesh and blood vibrated with the sound of the weapon casting, and the impurities in his flesh and blood were smashed away.
Anle's body is now perfect in the eighth realm of body forging. At this moment, while listening to the sound of the weapon casting, his body seems to have turned into a sword, constantly beating and hammering away the impurities.
The blood is like mercury, the membrane is strong, and the tendons and bones are like sword bones!
Anle's body forging cultivation fell from the eighth realm perfection to the eighth realm late stage, and then fell to the eighth realm middle stage, and then stopped falling, because it had fallen to the extreme.
This decline in cultivation not only did not affect Anle's cultivation, but even made Anle's body stronger, stronger than when he reached the eighth level!
It was like the quantity was reduced, but the quality was improved!
Anle's eyes were shining, and the blood and qi around him were like mist. At his fingertips, the aura of the Great Dao that carried a wisp of the real river of time was shattered by Anle's fingers.
Instantly!
This aura of time was added to his body, as if a real river of time was rushing down, washing his body.
Buzz buzz buzz!
How powerful is the power of the river of time? Anle's body, which has now been refined to near perfection, was actually hammered to secrete fine golden blood at this moment!
The first chapter of the Human Dao Ancestor Scripture emerged, and the scripture seemed to condense into substance, clinging to Anle's body, resisting the scouring of the aura of time, and helping Anle to refine his body.
The first chapter of the Human Dao Ancestor Scripture was actually constantly mastered by Anle at this moment, and gradually approached perfection!
Boom!
Anle's body shook, like a morning bell at dusk, which was a terrifying manifestation of his powerful body!
In the distance, Wang Yansheng, who was almost unrecognizable as a human, was suddenly shocked, and a wisp of Nirvana Fire was actually separated and turned into a thin dragon, roaring and sensing something, and rushed towards Anle!
It seemed that because of the extreme transformation of Anle's body, Nirvana came!
Anle's black hair was vigorous, and the void armor burst out with brilliant silver light, but he moved his mind and put away the void armor. He rushed straight towards the thin dragon transformed by the Nirvana Fire in his white clothes!
Winter!
The fire exploded, and Anle's void scattered hands hit the thin dragon, which kept breaking. This scattered thin dragon of Nirvana Fire was blown up by Anle's physical strength in less than a moment!
This scene shocked everyone, even Lu Yishan was amazed.
That was the Nirvana Fire, one of the Ten Realms of Disaster. Even though there were not many Nirvana Fires attacking Anle, it was rare to be blown up by an Eighth Realm!
Anle's body was too strong, and it could even be said to have reached the peak of the Eighth Realm!
An unprecedented peak!
Even if the body is in the ninth realm, it is probably not comparable to Anle. If you fight in the air, you will be blasted by a hammer!
I can't imagine how terrifying and powerful Anle's body would be if he stepped into the ninth realm... At that time, would he be able to fight against the tenth realm? !
When he thought of this, even Lu Yishan couldn't help but tremble.
This idea is really scary!
The aura of peace began to rise, and the energy in the flesh and blood began to rise. Soon, the cultivation level that had been tempered and fell into the realm began to rise, returning to the eighth realm of perfection!
Standing in the air, Anle's aura is extremely powerful, as vast as the abyss!
Like the bright sun hanging in the sky, its scorching light shines in all directions!
Really domineering and powerful!
Wang Yansheng was flawless at this moment. Although his body had been sublimated with the help of Rong Bing Art, it was no longer a problem to resist the fire of Nirvana, but... the biggest problem now was that he could not forge the sword into a real treasure!
Because he could feel that a great terror seemed to be coming!
But unable to forge the ultimate treasure, even if he could withstand the fire of Nirvana, he would not be able to truly step into the ten realms and become a land swordsman.
This was the source of his anxiety and despair!
In the distance, the transformation of the physical body was completed, and the ultimate sublimation of peace and happiness seemed to be surging with electricity in his eyes. After thinking about it for a moment, he raised his hand, and it was the energy of time that carried the true river of time, flowing around his fingers.
"This age energy is taken from the senior king. Since this is the case, it will be returned to the predecessor. This is the fate of cause and effect. Let's wash away this wisp of age energy and see if we can forge a sword to become a treasure!"
An Le calmed down, and then no longer hesitated. The aura of time lingering on his fingertips was thrown away by him.
The energy of the years is extremely heavy, carrying a long thin stream, as if twisting the space and crushing the void!
There is a long glow, and there are pictures of time flowing, mysterious and profound!
The energy of time floated in and exploded!
The next moment, the fire of Nirvana seemed to pour back and no longer burn, as if it was in fear and fear...
Wang Yansheng raised his head blankly, and a majestic and mysterious force washed over his body, and then acted on the iron sword embryo!
Boom!
A terrifying roar resounded, and the iron sword embryo vibrated, as if a red-hot iron had been suddenly placed into an icy sword-tempering pool!
Wang Yansheng's physical body, muscles and bones, burst out with synchronized rhythms, and he was bound to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He clenched his fist violently and punched it hard.
The sword embryo is shining brightly!
The fire of Nirvana retreats, and the long river of time washes away!
On the sword embryo, there is a touch of peerless sharpness. During the vibration, it is like cutting the void!
It's done!
Wang Yansheng is overjoyed!
What he cares about is not that he is going to enter the ten realms, but that the sword is about to transform into the treasure realm and become a rare treasure sword in the world!
Even the first-grade swords such as Yan Guichao, Long Yuan, Cheng Ying, etc. have not reached the rank of supreme treasure!
Today, he, Wang Yansheng, will become the swordsmith who forges the most precious sword!
Wang Yansheng stood on the avenue and punched, all the energy and blood flowing out of his body, like a rushing river, all of them were thrown out, converging into the final blow!
when--
The deafening sound penetrated the sky!
With Wang Yansheng and the sword as the center point, everything within a radius of hundreds of miles was enveloped in the sword chant and sword energy. The boiling energy exploded, and the vast black clouds were pushed away and swept away. Even the star curtain formed by the stargazing map , it’s hard to cover up the energy at this moment!
Outside Jinguan City, mountains stretch.
One by one, the practitioners rushed to "observe the ceremony". The practitioners standing on the top of the mountain were all dumbfounded at this moment, their eyes widened in disbelief!
"This aura...Did Wang Yansheng succeed?!"
"That's not right. This sword chant... I've never heard it before. It's too crisp and loud. Could it be that... Wang Yansheng forged a precious sword?!"
"Crazy! The most precious sword? There is no most precious sword in the world. Today Wang Yansheng broke this rule?! But how can such a rule be easily broken?!"
"Wang Yansheng...why do you do this?!"
…
The practitioners are all shocked, some are envious, some are jealous, some are crazy, some are greedy...
Various emotions intertwined. After a while, the mountain top shook, and the energy, blood and mind surged. One by one, strong men stepped into the air, left the standing mountain top, and kept approaching Jinguan City!
They wanted to see up close and see if a sword treasure was really born!
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In the Yuan-Meng Empire, there were long grasslands and deep deserts.
The earth fire surged, and the burly figure holding a black ice iron sledgehammer suddenly swung the hammer, and the terrifying force caused the earth fire magma to explode!
However, the next moment, the burly figure's eyes narrowed.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked in the direction of Jianchi Palace, and heard a sword chant that was brilliant and shocking. It was like an ancient ape exploding a stone and escaping. It was infinitely free and carefree!
boom!
The sword embryo in his hand let out a mournful cry, then clicked and broke into three pieces!
The burly figure stood there, feeling lost, with a trace of sadness and loss in his eyes.
His hand that dropped naturally loosened the grip of the Black Ice Hammer and hammered away the fire slurry. The chill spread, the ground fire was extinguished, and a black ribbon of smoke lingered.
"My sword is dead."
"We can't fight, we can't fight!"
"Wang Yansheng... It is impossible for you to forge the most precious sword, and it is impossible for you to break the rules that even this king cannot break. Who is helping you?!"
In the hazy smoke, a somewhat unwilling voice murmured.
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Above Jianchi Lake, the glow is brilliant!
A hazy sword, the sword energy was entwined and constantly vibrating, cutting the space and floating.
The sword is shining brightly, filled with the aura of an extremely powerful, extremely sharp, and indestructible treasure!
Although it is only the lowest first-level treasure, it is completely different from the previous sword, and its rank has undergone earth-shaking changes!
At this moment, the swords in the entire Jianchi Palace were trembling and humming, as if they were bowing their heads in worship for the birth of the king in the sword.
The sword bell chimes, and the bell waves spread.
Wang Yansheng looked very surprised. He raised his hand, and the extremely powerful sword flew over and was held in his hand.
"Today, my king, Yan Sheng, forged a sword. The sword is named 'Changhe'!"
Wang Yansheng chuckled, and raised his eyes to look at An Le, whose golden energy and blood were burning in the distance. Two mountain and river cauldrons were suspended around him, his breath was floating, and his eyes were bright.
He knew that the reason why he was able to complete the last strike and realize the leap and transformation in the quality of the sword was all because of the mysterious shadow of the long river that appeared at the end.
And that long river,
��It is possible to come from happiness.
Wang Yansheng glimpsed the long river, was fascinated by it, and fell for it. He could sense that the long river gave birth to the power to break the shackles of rules, so the sword was transformed.
Therefore, he named this rare and precious sword "Changhe".
Wang Yansheng held Chang He, his eyes raised, and the fire of Nirvana came back, but he just smiled softly.
He held out a sword, and the fire of Nirvana turned into an evil dragon, which was chopped off by the light of the sword!
The sea of fire flows backwards and disappears without a trace!
The fire disaster of Nirvana can be broken with one sword!
Wang Yansheng only felt a natural breakthrough. He walked to the ten realms on foot, and green light shone from the depths of the avenue.
Light fell from the depths of Zhubing Avenue, which was somewhat similar to the original Qi, but it was thinner and turbid.
Under the light of this clear air, Wang Yansheng's charred flesh and blood began to scab and wither, finally revealing new skin and flesh, full of vitality.
Wang Yansheng's frost-white sword hair became even blacker and more beautiful.
Looking at Wang Yansheng who had regained his life, An Le had a smile on his lips and a hint of joy in his eyes.
The promise he made was finally fulfilled.
Once upon a time, Wang Yansheng helped him forge the sword Swallow to return to its nest. Today, he helped Wang Yansheng to forge the sword Changhe!
Suddenly, the smile on An Le's face suddenly froze, his brows furrowed slightly, and the bamboo sword Qingshan around his waist trembled slightly.
The smile on Lu Yishan's lips that maintained the star curtain also disappeared.
Wang Yansheng was gently stroking Changhe, the most precious sword that was as transparent as river water. At this moment, his hair stood on end and an extreme chill spread throughout his body!
However, he saw that Changhe, the most precious sword, suddenly let out an angry and uneasy sword roar.
There are shackles appearing one after another between heaven and earth, trying to wrap around and suppress the river!
These shackles are all transformed by sword energy.
The three of them looked along the source of the shackles, and could see that the space at the source was fragmented and layered. Deep in the broken space, there was a sword shaped like a lake hovering, like a proud god, overlooking the world of mortals.
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