Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

Ouyang Hong flipped his hands and took out a piece of fine purple-black ore that exuded a light purple light from the storage ring, and shouted: "This is Xuanwu purple-patterned gold, which can greatly increase the weight of the flying sword, but the sword owner

You won't feel the weight when wielding the sword. It is also a top-grade material, but this material needs to be burned slowly with a slow fire. Once the flame is too strong, it will explode directly..."

Time passed slowly. As the great elder of Qianzhu Sect, Ouyang Hong naturally had a very strong family background. He took out a total of 198 kinds of materials, among which there were a total of thirteen top-notch heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Each of them was passed on.

All of them will cause competition for the powerful ones in the Nascent Soul stage. Others are also high-grade materials and are very rare treasures.

Various materials were smelted into a ball of liquid that exuded colorful light. Ouyang Hong guided the liquid into the 'embryo refining room' with his spiritual consciousness.

"Disciple, at this moment, essence and blood!" Ouyang Hong turned his head and shouted.

When Su Poman heard this, he immediately punched his chest and made a "boom" sound, just like Hong Zhong Dalu's voice. He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of blood essence that exuded a gleaming light, and turned into a red light and flew in.

Within the casting furnace.

"Eh!"

Ouyang Hong was a little surprised to see the changes in Su Poman's blood essence after entering the casting furnace, because the mass of blood essence exuded a faint light under the heat of the flames, as if he was not afraid of the high temperature of the earth fire at all, "Disciple

, your essence and blood are somewhat magical!"

Ouyang Hong gave Su Poman a strange look, but didn't say anything more. With a pinch of magic, he guided the blood essence into the middle of the colorful liquid and the sword embryo.

At this time, it was the most critical moment to cast the Flying Sword. Ouyang Hong held his breath and carefully controlled his spiritual power to slowly guide the colorful fluid into the Burning Silence Sword embryo. The mass of essence and blood was also divided into two, and one mass merged into the embryo.

In the Fenji sword embryo, the transparent body of the sword embryo was dyed with traces of tree root-like blood lines.

The other group went straight towards the colorful liquid. The two were connected by a seal of Ouyang Hong. When they touched each other, the colorful liquid swallowed Su Poman's essence and blood.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred in the casting furnace——

I saw the colorful liquid mixed with blood and essence suddenly boiling violently. It was like there was a small sun inside, emitting a kind of frightening fluctuations. Bubbles continued to appear on the surface, and as the bubbles burst,

, traces of black impurity gas rose out of it.

"This is……"

Ouyang Hong stared closely at the colorful liquid, with a strange look in his eyes, "What materials are playing a role in removing impurities? Is it because of the iron wing soil? No, it may be the sky.

Luo Lei..."

After about a cup of tea, the colorful liquid finally stopped boiling. Although the volume seemed to have shrunk slightly, the light it emitted became even more dazzling.

Ouyang Hong used the magic formula again, pulling the colorful liquid towards the Fenji sword embryo. The distance between the two became closer and closer. The fire pillar in the 'embryo refining chamber' was activated, constantly rotating around the sword embryo.

The tongue of fire broke free from its restraints and kept licking the embryo of the Burning Silence Sword.

The originally transparent jade-colored sword embryo began to turn red under the strong flames. At this moment, Ouyang Hong's eyes burst into light and he shouted: "Sick!"

The melted colorful liquid fell rapidly and landed directly in the Fenji sword embryo. The colorful light gradually spread in the Fenji sword embryo.

"burst!"

Ouyang Hong's magic formula has changed again, and he has two purposes. While activating the fire control formation, he also shoots countless fire control magic formulas.

The earth fire in the casting furnace suddenly reached its maximum power, and the bursting flames billowed in the furnace, submerging the Burning Silence Sword embryo in the rolling flames.

"It's not enough, Nascent Soul Fire, go!"

A wisp of purple flame that had been preserved from the previous melting of various top materials also joined the 'embryonic refining chamber'. The casting furnace suddenly shook, and an overwhelming clicking sound came from the surface of the furnace body.

"Oops, the embryonic refining chamber of this casting furnace is not strong enough!" Ouyang Hong's face darkened, and he hurriedly produced several reinforcement magic formulas in his hand to attach to the surface of the casting furnace to increase its strength, and then said through the voice of his spiritual consciousness: "

Disciple, this casting furnace may explode! I gather the flames here to ensure that your flying sword takes shape! Get out quickly, I can’t distract you from protecting you!”

Su Poman looked at the cracked furnace with some worry, and hesitated: "Master, are you okay if you stay here? Will you be injured?"

"Stop being so nagging, my master is already at the late stage of the Golden Core. How could he be threatened by an explosion? Get out!" Ouyang Hong said impatiently, with a smile of relief on his lips.

At such a critical moment, it is easier to see a person's character. This disciple, he was not wrong.

Su Poman nodded, slowly exited the underground fire room, took out the black sword token, left the range of the formation, and stood at the entrance of a mine, waiting silently.

In the dark cave, there was no concept of the passage of time. Su Poman only felt that about a stick of incense had passed. Suddenly, his mind moved and he felt a flesh-and-blood existence appear in the formation. His face had just revealed

With a look of surprise, a deafening explosion suddenly came from the formation, and then the earth shook and the mountains shook. The formation surrounding the underground fire chamber was completely destroyed by the shock wave generated by the explosion.

It revealed a scene of fire and rain inside.

The originally huge underground fire chamber was blown into ruins. Various rubbles with fireworks fell from the sky, and thick smoke and dust poured into various passages.

Su Poman subconsciously held his breath and turned on his super vision to view the scene inside.

"Hahaha, it's successful, disciple, your natal flying sword is finished, and it has reached the level of a low-grade magic weapon right after it came out of the furnace!"

In the smoke and dust, Ouyang Hong's hearty laughter could be heard.

Su Poman took a closer look, and his super vision penetrated the smoke and dust. He saw behind a low wall in the ruins, Ouyang Hong was walking towards him holding a red flying sword about half a meter long. He felt that

There was an inexplicable call coming from the flying sword, and at the same time there was a strange feeling of flesh and blood connected, as if it was an extension of his own body.

The 'Burning Silence Sword' was vibrating slightly, and kept making loud sword chanting sounds, as if it was trying to break free from Ouyang Hong's hand.

"Haha, I am worthy of all the hard work I have put in. This flying sword was born with a strong spirituality as soon as it was released. Disciple, your luck is really good!" Ouyang Hong said, letting go of his hand directly, and the Burning Silence Sword directly transformed.

It made a red light and disappeared into his hand.

The red light flashed, and the next moment it came to Su Poman. The Burning Sword flew around Su Poman several times, like a puppy that saw its owner, and landed on him staggeringly.

on the palm of your hand.

The Fenji Sword shook slightly, and Su Poman suddenly felt a sense of excitement and joy coming from the sword. At the same time, there was also a very strange emotion, just like a young son's dependence on his mother. This flying sword

A touch of spiritual wisdom has been born.