Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 460 Pure Yang Sword Form

Li Yuan did his best to forge the Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Sword.

Although he did not reveal the Guidao Refining Treasure Technique, he also showed the wonderful use of this refining technique from the side. Although Nie Laodao was skeptical, he was willing to shed blood.

Wanchuan and the other four were more receptive. The Divine Weapon Valley had also produced many world-famous divine craftsmen. Therefore, they waited for Li Yuan to arrive before starting the last step of forging the sword embryo.

Of course, it was only the last choice.

Tsk!

Smoke and steam rose three meters high, and a strong smell of blood spread.

Nie Xianshan came quickly, waved his sleeves to isolate everyone except the four divine craftsmen from the outside, and looked at the sword embryo that was clanging in the boiling blood with a solemn expression.

At this moment, Nie Laodao's breath was very scary, and the onlookers dared not breathe.

Jing Shuhu was also very nervous. His understanding of the art of refining treasures was limited to what his master and elders had passed down orally.

He actually didn't agree with Li Yuan's involvement in this forging. It was too difficult to forge a top-grade magic weapon.

Buzz~

His hands were placed on the red-hot cauldron, and the blood was boiling.

In the past few months, Taoist Nie had put in at least three buckets of blood, and the extraction of the divine patterns of various iron materials was basically completed.

And at this moment, he had to use these divine patterns to make up for the last defect of this sword embryo.

The top-grade magic weapon is the pinnacle of weapon casting, and it is a truly perfect creation with no flaws. A slight difference is like the difference between a fish and a dragon.

"Ang!"

In a state of high concentration, Li Yuan seemed to hear the roar of a dragon, and in a trance, he seemed to see a dazzling sea of ​​red-gold fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, there seemed to be a blue dragon soaring, and a fierce tiger shuttled and leaped in it.

The dragon and tiger roamed in the sea of ​​fire, and their bodies were vaguely visible, as if they were composed of countless fine lines that were still flowing.

"Divine lines!"

Li Yuan concentrated his attention.

These lines were the "divine lines" from all kinds of natural treasures, representing the characteristics of various materials.

This dragon and tiger shadow, or the divine weapon, was a combination of characteristics such as sharpness, toughness, heaviness, lightness, etc.

Even the divine craftsman could only vaguely sense this characteristic, relying on experience to combine and refine it, but through the tricky treasure refining technique, Li Yuan could feel it intuitively.

"Ang!"

"Roar!"

The dragon roared and the tiger roared.

In the sea of ​​fire, the dragon and tiger surrounded each other and collided with each other.

"The attainments of these four in casting weapons are really amazing..."

Li Yuan thought in his mind.

In his perception, this dragon and tiger shadow was already extremely perfect. The cooperation of the four divine craftsmen had already forged the foundation of the top-grade divine weapon.

Whether it is a dragon or a tiger, they have actually reached the level of the best divine weapons. A single one of them has no flaws.

But the dragon and tiger themselves are still lacking in perfection.

With this slight difference, the grade of this Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Sword is at the quasi-ninth grade, not the real ninth grade.

"Connecting the dragon and tiger with the divine pattern can erase this last bit of disharmony."

Li Yuan was determined, and the true energy gushing out of his palm became more and more turbulent, and more water vapor rose from the big cauldron he pressed with both palms.

The smell of blood was so strong that the disciples of Jingtao Hall could smell it from miles away.

Buzz~

Li Yuan concentrated his mind and drove the divine pattern imprinted by blood to make up for the last flaw of this Pure Yang Dragon and Tiger Sword.

All around, a group of onlookers watched quietly.

With Nie Xianshan beside him, even Wanchuan, Jiang Xie and the other four who were extremely curious did not dare to disturb Li Yuan.

The four of them were skeptical and curious about the "Strange Weapon Casting Technique" that Li Yuan mentioned.

Of course, the reason why they allowed Li Yuan to join the weapon casting had little to do with this weapon casting technique, but mainly to have one more person to share Nie Xianshan's possible anger.

After more than 70 years of preparation, they were just one step short in the end. Just thinking about it made them feel uneasy.

"It has to work!"

Nie Xianshan's knuckles turned white, and his face was also a little pale. These days, he must have lost at least 500 kilograms of blood.

From the blood transfusion to now, he has not lost so much blood in the past one or two decades.

"Buzz!"

At a certain moment, Li Yuan opened his eyes, and his palms suddenly bounced away.

Then, there was a "click" sound, and the big tripod shattered, and all the blood in it instantly evaporated into gas, rising tens of meters high,

covering the entire riverside.

"Hmm?!"

The mud under his feet cracked, and Nie Xianshan's heart twitched violently. Then, in the mist, a sword light rose.

The red sword light, like a pillar or a waterfall, rushed straight to the sky. Although there was no sound of the sword, everyone who saw the sword light could hear the sound of tigers and dragons.

"It's done!"

Li Yuan stepped back a few steps, and his heart couldn't help but relax.

The mist naturally couldn't cover his eyes, and a pure red light rippled in front of him:

[Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Sword (Level 9)]

...

In the dense forest beside the mountain road, the little tiger cub paced slowly, muttering in his heart: "How did you convince Long Yingchan in the end?"

Long Yingchan was naturally an old fox. In her impression, this old guy had never suffered any loss.

Even if the evil god cult and the court took turns to test him this time, he didn't suffer any loss, but killed Mo Long instead.

She was really curious about what her ancestor said after he kicked her out.

"The little monk is a smart man."

The old man felt a little emotional. If it hadn't been for this moment, he might not have been able to poach Long Yingchan.

"...You even hid it from me?"

Qin Shixian was somewhat dissatisfied. What words could Long Yingchan listen to but she couldn't?

"...You can't hide things in your heart. Some things are better not to be known so clearly."

The old man felt quite speechless. This girl's understanding of herself was seriously unbalanced.

"I……"

"Okay."

Seeing that she still wanted to ask, the old man interrupted:

"I was able to convince Long Yingchan. Firstly, it was because of the decline of the other. The current imperial court has faintly surpassed the Five Great Dao Sects. Secondly, it was also because of Li Yuan."

"Um?"

Qin Shixian became interested: "Because of him?"

"This kid is very talented."

"...He has great talent, so he is willing to let it go?"

Qin Shixian frowned, why hadn't she convinced Long Yingchan before?

"Do you think that just the eternal talent can remove Wan Zhuliu's sword intention?"

The old man sighed in his heart and said it more clearly:

"Wan Zhuliu's talent is no worse than what I had back then. He has a second-level talent that is unparalleled in history. Coupled with the support of the entire country, and more than a hundred years of practice, do you think he is still unparalleled in history?"

"this……"

Master Qin was speechless.

"This boy must have some kind of special physique. His ability to draw a sword must be related to it."

The old man said in a determined tone:

"Longhu Temple has a good foundation, but unless Taoist Chunyang is resurrected, no one is qualified to guide this kid."

"Is this how you persuade Long Yingchan?"

Qin Shixian was a little suspicious.

"...You are indeed not the one to take charge."

The old man shook his head mentally.

Qin Shixian wanted to refute, but she still endured it. Thinking about it over the years, she really didn't do very well.

The betrayal of Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing made her resentful. She trusted those two people so much that she even entrusted them with important tasks.

"It's okay, let's learn slowly."

Seeing that the girl was a little depressed, the old man comforted her again.

"…not learning."

Qin Shixian snorted coldly. She didn't want to be the owner of the Star Building. She didn't want to be a good position. The old guy couldn't fool her anymore.

"It's time to meet this boy."

The old man changed the topic at the right time and persuaded Long Yingchan, and the matter was 90% settled. Whether Li Yuan would refuse or not was not at all among his considerations.

"This kid is also a little fox..."

Thinking about his several conversations with Li Yuan, Qin Shixian was a little worried. That boy was not an economical lamp.

"Wouldn't that be just right?"

The old man smiled.

With a little effort, Qin Shixian reached the Humen Mountains. She naturally knew where Li Yuan would be at this time.

After a while, she heard the sound of hammering coming from Jingtao Hall.

"The three heroes of the past, Dragon and Tiger, now it seems that Nie Xianshan is one step behind."

The old man looked at Jingtao Hall from a distance. He had been in seclusion for decades. The young people he had met in the past were all old guys now.

In the past, among the Three Great Heroes of Dragon and Tiger, his favorite was actually Nie Xianshan.

Without him, the Chunyang Sword cultivated by Nie Xianshan is the Taoist tradition passed down by that Chunyang Taoist. The shape of the Chunyang Sword can be ranked among the top five spiritual figures even after thousands of years.

"He just had bad luck."

Qin Shixian slowed down. She also knew the information about the Grand Master of the world very well.

Among the current grandmasters, the only ones who can stabilize the Nie Xian Mountain are Xie Wangsun and Chi Zhuiyang, and Murong Qing may not be able to do that.

And this is because this veteran does not have a magic weapon at his disposal. Otherwise, he would be able to compete for the first place among heroes.

"It's too difficult and harsh to get started with Chunyang Taoist lineage. The shape of the Chunyang sword is unparalleled, but because of this, it's difficult to break the Tiangang."

The old man commented:

"Difficult, difficult, difficult."

"You think so?"

Qin Shixian was a little surprised.

"The best divine weapons are rare, and those that are completely in tune with one's own spirit are even rarer..."

The old man said and suddenly stopped.

Qin Shixian also looked up and saw a dazzling sharp edge rising from the Jingtao Hall, splitting the wind and clouds, and the sword energy was flowing horizontally.

"Failed."

After just one glance, the old man shook his head. He was also a great master in the art of weaponry, and he could tell the grade of the sword just from the sound of the sword.

Close to the best, but still top quality.

"What a pity."

Qin Shixian also felt a little regretful.

She has lived in Longhu Temple for the past two years and has been here a lot. After all, that boy Li goes here every day.

She had also heard about Nie Xianshan's deeds over the years.

After more than seventy years of pursuit, no expense was spared in hiring the four master craftsmen, and all the wealth was devoted, but in the end, there was still a shortfall...

"At Nie's age, unless he practices the method of worshiping gods, there is no hope of breaking the Tiangang."

The old man was very calm. He had seen too many similar things.

Breaking the Tiangang, no matter how dangerous or difficult it is, is not as easy as entering the Tao. Throughout the ages, too many people have failed at this step.

Among them, there are probably some who are more talented and talented than Nie Xianshan.

"Don't go yet."

The old man stopped Qin Shixian:

"This boy Nie is afraid he will go crazy..."

Qin Shixian stopped and watched for a while, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard a startling sound in his heart.

"Um?!"

Qin Shixian also noticed something strange.

When he turned around, he saw a flash of red rising straight into the sky like a pillar, piercing through the wind and clouds, as if it was about to rush towards the ninth level of the sky.

The red color is extremely dazzling.

He didn't hear the sound of the sword, but he seemed to feel a chill in his heart, as if some unparalleled magic weapon had been born.

"This, two swords fighting at the same time?!"

Qin Shixian's eyes widened. The light of this pure Yang sword was so pure. It could not be so pure unless it was a top-grade divine sword.

"No, it's the same bite as before."

The old man squinted his eyes slightly and his thoughts were a little distracted, but he soon realized:

"The art of casting treasures."

"What?"

Qin Shixian didn't hear clearly.

"nothing."

The old man urged: "Come closer and take a look."

…

Buzz~

The pure Yang sword light soared into the sky, and the sword energy echoed in the mountains.

The mountains of Humen were immediately alarmed. Most of the Humen disciples had never seen such pure Pure Yang Sword Qi.

The commotion quickly spread to the mountains of Longmen and even to the main line.

"call!"

In the sect hall, Long Yingchan, who was frowning, reacted quickly. He raised his head and glanced at the dazzling sword light, and his brows suddenly relaxed a little:

"Junior Brother Nie, it's almost done!"

The Chunyang sword shape is difficult to break through the Heavenly Gang. Therefore, after several generations, the inheritance of Chunyang Patriarch is no longer the main method practiced by the Taoist masters of Longhu Temple.

But when it comes to power, it is actually much stronger than Dragon Elephant Vajra Heaven.

Especially when the Tiangang is first broken, its spirit is combined with the best divine weapon, and the martial arts can be immediately raised to an extremely high level.

"The nose is still strong!"

On the main peak of Longmen, Long Xixiang opened the temple door and saw the flash of red light, which made him feel a little happy.

"Niubi is finally happy after suffering all the hardships..."

But as soon as his mind changed, Long Xixiang closed the temple door with a 'snap' sound. He didn't want to see the triumphant face of that mean-spirited villain.

"Hmph, when I rebuild the Vajra Heaven, even the Pure Yang Sword will be able to defeat it!"

…

Buzz~

Under the Jingtao Hall, there was a red color.

Xin Wenhua and other Humen disciples were all overjoyed, but their cheers were completely covered up by Nie Xianshan’s loud laughter:

"Okay, okay, okay!"

His clothes and hair were dancing wildly, and Nie Xianshan looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was about to spit out seventy or eighty years of depression. Just by seeing this divine sword, he could already feel that the bottleneck that had trapped him for many years was beginning to loosen.

"Tiangang, unite!"

There seemed to be thunder at his feet, and Mount Nie Xian rose from the ground, a hundred feet high. He raised his arm, pinched his fingers together, and grabbed the red pure Yang sword embryo in his hand.

Buzz!

A Pure Yang Sword also appeared behind him.

In the next moment, the two pure Yang swords overlapped each other, and slowly became one under the influence of Nie Xianshan's surging Qi!

"hold head high!"

Tigers roared and dragons roared, and pure Yang swords resounded throughout the mountains.

Then, with a flash of sword light, Nie Xianshan disappeared into the air, leaving only laughter echoing for a long time.

"Pure Yang sword energy, dragon and tiger sword shape!"

By the river, the four great craftsmen all looked excited, but they were as calm as Bei Wuji, and they could not hide their excitement.

Only Li Yuan was in a daze, with a look of astonishment on his face. In his eyes, there were sword shadows intertwined with the shadows of dragons and tigers flickering.