Xiuxian: I have an equipment bar

"Is this going to transform on its own?"

Zhang Yan stared at the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword and muttered to himself.

The art of refining weapons also comes from scratch.

Ancient sages once understood the heaven and earth, observed the sun, moon, tides, and the birth and death of all things.

This gradually formed a weapon-refining group.

Didn't magic weapons exist before the art of weapon refining began?

Of course there is.

All things have spirits, and so do swords.

It's just that the world has declined, and in today's cultivation world, it is no longer possible for magic weapons to transform themselves.

The sword-raising method of the Sword Control Sect inherits part of the spirit-containing technique, and is supplemented by the sword-controlling true art. This can only be achieved.

But it's just hard work.

What's more, it takes a lifetime of raising swords to barely keep up with one's own cultivation.

Moreover, once the sword cultivator dies, the spirit of the spiritual sword will be lost, and the sword that has been raised for a lifetime will be in vain.

Let’s leave aside the art of raising a sword for now.

This Azure Dragon Shaking Wood Sword has a trace of the Azure Dragon True Spirit in it. By devouring the soul of Red Chi, it has already transformed into a fifth-level magic weapon.

"This way."

"It is somewhat similar to the 'Sacrifice'."

Zhang Yan thought in surprise.

He is already a fifth-level weapon refiner. Although it is his first glimpse of the threshold, he has his own understanding of the "sacrifice method".

This Qinglong Zhenmu Sword is the best master now.

There is no external interference, it is absorbing the surrounding wood-shaking power on its own, moisturizing every corner of the sword body.

"Not smelted."

"Can it also absorb the power of heaven and earth?"

Zhang Yan stared at the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword, concentrating on it and not daring to relax.

He already knew the "sacrificial method" of Master Jinhua Tianjun.

But this time, it was completely different from before.

Along the way of weapon refining, a new door gradually opened towards Zhang Yan.

"This is Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

"You want to refine a fifth-level magic sword under this river of blood?"

Xia Yubing stared at Zhang Yan, her eyes full of surprise.

However, Zhang Yan was already in concentration and did not answer her.

Xia Yubing gathered the power of the Dharma and wanted to help Zhang Yan arrange a ban, but in the end the power of the Dharma dispersed.

"Let nature take its course."

Xia Yubing thought and continued to temper her Tao body.

Time passes day by day.

In the blink of an eye, it has been two months since I entered the Blood River.

Xia Yubing and others have completely tempered their Dao bodies, and their bodies are full of blood.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao's Taoist body has been tempered more than once."

"Qi and blood are the foundation of the Tao body. Without the support of qi and blood, there is no way to talk about nine revolutions."

Xia Yubing left the blood river and had some enlightenment.

After the blood is full.

Together with its own magic power, it also becomes more and more rounded.

"Although the body refining line has declined."

"But physical training is not a disadvantage."

"It's just that in the current world of cultivation, there are few resources for body training."

"This river of Chi Chi's blood is rare..."

Xia Yubing thought to himself.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a bright green light burst out from under the river of blood.

Even with boundless blood energy, it can't cover up that extremely pure wood-shaking power.

Between the vast world, another dragon roar came out.

The dragon is mighty.

Under the blood river, it seemed like a real dragon was entrenched.

"This is?"

Feeling this dragon power, the disciples of Qingyun Dao Sect came forward one after another.

Jiang Nian was in the river of blood and wanted to compete with Zhang Yan to see who could sit still longer.

But now I can’t sit still.

"Sister."

"Is this the power of a true dragon?"

Jiang Nian appeared in the air, looked down at the Blood River, and exclaimed.

The river of blood was formed after the death of Chi Chi.

Chi Chi only has a meager trace of true dragon blood, and it is absolutely impossible for him to burst out with such pure dragon power.

You can see it across the river, and there is a faint shadow of a dragon below, entrenched around Zhang Yan.

"That is the true spirit of Qinglong Zhenmu Sword."

Xia Yubing replied calmly.

"Qinglong Zhenmu Sword?"

"Did he get any other benefits from being under this river of blood?"

Jiang Nian's eyelids twitched and he gritted his teeth and asked.

Originally, everyone entered the Blood River together.

Tempering the body together, no one will suffer.

But Zhang Yan's body is stronger and absorbs the most energy and blood.

If so, that's it.

Zhang Yan could still get other benefits. How could Jiang Nian endure this?

This is obviously, everyone is making wedding clothes for Zhang Yan together!

"no!"

"If we allow him to benefit, won't we, the Qingyun Dao Sect, suffer a big loss?"

Jiang Nian thought and secretly released the power of Dharma.

"Jiang Nian!"

At this time, Xia Yubing suddenly shouted.

"Sister..."

Jiang Nian was unwilling to give up, but Xia Yubing was the senior sister.

"Earlier you insisted on fighting."

"Let Pavilion Master Zhang's spiritual sword be damaged."

"Now we can make up for it and just repay it."

"You are still thinking about making trouble secretly. Do you still have me as your senior sister in your eyes?"

Xia Yu asked in a cold voice.

Jiang Nian lowered his head and said nothing.

Xia Yubing has been his senior sister since he started.

In his heart, he still respected Xia Yubing very much, even more than his master, Taoist Master Qingyun.

He scolded Jiang Nian.

No one bothered Zhang Yan anymore.

Under the blood river, the dragon's power became thicker and thicker.

"Only a hair's breadth away!"

Zhang Yan said while holding his breath in the river.

The Qinglong Zhenmu Sword has absorbed the souls of hundreds of red chisels, and its aura has completely reached the fourth level of perfection.

It is even better than the fourth-level top-quality magic weapon refined by Zhang Yan.

But it got to this point.

There are fewer and fewer Red Chi souls appearing around.

This red chi should have been in the seventh realm during his lifetime.

After an unknown period of time after death, the power of the soul was exhausted.

By now, it has been exhausted.

But the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword is still short of the last line.

Buzz!

The sound of the sword spread, the dragon's power began to shrink, and the aura finally stagnated at the fourth level of perfection.

The shadows in the blood river also began to dissipate.

"Sister."

"I didn't take any action."

"This piece of luck is not good, there is no such chance in your life!"

Jiang Nian beamed with joy and said proudly.

Xia Yubing frowned slightly, feeling increasingly disappointed with this junior brother.

All these years.

Jiang Nian's disciples of the same generation in the sect were arrogant but extremely humble.

Now that he has met a true genius like Zhang Yan, his true colors have been revealed.

"'Sacrifice' again!"

Under the river of blood, Zhang Yan did not want to miss this opportunity and chose to help Qinglong Zhenmu Sword.

He turned his right hand, and a piece of silver-white spiritual material that was half a man's height appeared in front of him.

This piece of spiritual material showed a bright silver color, but it was filled with scattered substances that looked like water droplets.

This is, the heart's tears.

Previously, the Miao Tianjun gave a large piece to Zhang Yan.

Here is one twentieth of them.

Soul Tears Silver is one of the top fifth-level spiritual materials, which can increase the success rate of "Sacrifice".

Now that the furnace cauldron cannot be used, it is most suitable to use this spiritual material.

"Success or failure depends on this!"

Zhang Yan dispersed his soul and tears and wrapped the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword in it.

At the same time, he used Zhen Mu’s true meaning.

Attracting the power of shaking wood that is free between heaven and earth.

Now there is no spiritual fire of heaven and earth. If you can't use the furnace cauldron, even if you use the furnace cauldron, it will be too late.

Zhang Yan could only rely on his own magic power.

Use yourself as a furnace to smelt the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

"Are you going to refine a fifth-level magic weapon on site?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

They heard that Zhang Yan was already a fifth-level weapon refiner.

But like this, refining a fifth-level magic weapon in a river of blood is still too bizarre.

"snort!"

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

Jiang Nian squinted his eyes and cursed in his heart.

In the end, the refining failed, and the sword and the sword turned into scrap metal.

At that time, I couldn't use that powerful swordsmanship.

Zhang Yan just lost his left and right arms.

Time passes.

In front of Zhang Yan, the entire piece of Soul Tears Silver turned completely cyan, while the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword did not change at all, but the green light became even more dazzling.

This is the characteristic of Soul Tears Silver, which can be completely integrated into any spiritual material.

now.

The Qinglong Zhenmu Sword is absorbing the essence of Heart Tears and Silver to make up for its own shortcomings.

The aura emanating from it has stabilized, at least it has not declined.

But if you want to continue to break through, there is still one step left.

"Not enough!"

Zhang Yan gave a low drink.

He took out a large piece of Soul Tears Silver again, and now only three-quarters of his stored magic weapon remained.

This means that nearly four million spiritual crystals are gone.

But as long as we can raise the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword to the fifth level, it will all be worth it.

Zhang Yan held his breath and concentrated before making the final leap.

roar!

Under the river of blood, the dragon's roar resounded again.

"You were actually saved by him?"

Jiang Nian's smile froze and his face became extremely gloomy.

Wow!

At this time, the river water in the bay suddenly set off a hundred-foot wave.

The river was extremely heavy, and even Xia Yubing couldn't bear the huge waves of a hundred feet!

"not good!"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly and they all looked at Xia Yubing.

If he tried to block the waves, he would definitely disturb Zhang Yan.

But if he remained indifferent, Zhang Yan might turn into blood and mud under the waves!

"God help me!"

Jiang Nian was overjoyed.

This wave helped him a lot.

As a result, Zhang Yan was in a dilemma. He wanted to see how Zhang Yan would choose.

"anyway."

"We cannot let Pavilion Master Zhang Shao be drowned by the waves."

Xia Yubing pondered for a moment and said to the four peak Dharma Realms.

"That's what senior sister said."

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao is respected."

"But you must not do it. There are three advantages and two disadvantages in our Qingyun Dao Sect."

Jiang Nian said with a smile.

Wow!

The waves swept across, like a sacred mountain, rolling down.

The four peak Dharma ministers are waiting for Xia Yubing's orders at any time.

At this time, the waves were already very close to the river.

"Save Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

Xia Yubing ordered helplessly.

"yes!"

The four people responded and released the dharma image, which was more than ninety feet tall, and fell into the river of blood.

"It failed after all."

A smile appeared on Jiang Nian's lips, and he thought happily.

Wow!

Hundred-foot-long waves were rolling, the river was turbulent, and there was chaos below.

However, the four dharma figures finally protected Zhang Yan and led him away from the Blood River.

"puff!"

As soon as he came out, Zhang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao!"

Xia Yubing hurriedly greeted him and handed him a healing pill.

Zhang Yan took the elixir and his breath calmed down a bit.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

"That wave was really dangerous, and it almost turned you into a pulp."

Jiang Nian also came over, pretending to be kind and caring.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Yan waved his hand and said.

"Rivers of blood have no eyes."

"Fortunately, Pavilion Master Zhang Shao is not seriously injured."

Xia Yubing said happily.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao is indeed fine."

"It's just a pity that the spirit sword..."

Jiang Niantu saw this and said with a low smile.

Everyone avoided looking and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Yan returned alone and saw no trace of the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword. He was afraid that the refining had failed.

Bang!

Before Jiang Nian finished speaking, a huge wave suddenly splashed up in the blood river below.

roar!

Then a hundred-foot-long green dragon emerged from the abyss like a hidden dragon, carrying the vast power of the dragon, and jumped into the air with its head and tail swaying.

The blue dragon is very spiritual and its eyes are vivid.

But the aura it exudes belongs to the category of magic weapons.

"return!"

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and called out.

roar!

The phantom of the green dragon looked up to the sky and roared, turning into a waterfall of stars from the nine heavens and swooping towards Zhang Yan.

Only then did everyone see it.

Those pieces of dragon scales are like substantial sword energy.

call out!

The sword energy is overwhelming, and the endless edge bursts out.

The surrounding fog was swept away, making it impossible to get close for a while.

In Jiang Nian's eyes, this phantom of a blue dragon was clearly heading towards him!

"Get away!"

Jiang Nian exclaimed and subconsciously took a step back.

But Qinglong suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a broad sword more than five feet long, floating in front of Zhang Yan.

The green light flowing from the sword body is full of aura.

It exudes a powerful fifth-order wave that makes people feel terrified.

"Congratulations to Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

"Get another fifth-level magic sword!"

Xia Yubing reacted quickly and congratulated Zhang Yan.

"Congratulations to Pavilion Master Zhang Shao!"

The other disciples also congratulated him.

Only Jiang Nian stood there, his expression changed, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang."

"You wanted to fight with me earlier, and I agreed."

"Now the sword in my hand has transformed into the fifth level, and I also want to compete with fellow Daoist Jiang."

Zhang Yan held the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword and said with a smile.

"Where are you talking about?"

"I was offended a lot before."

"Congratulations to Pavilion Master Zhang Shao!"

Jiang Nian forced a smile on his face and congratulated him.

Only then did Zhang Yan give up.

In the blood river, he saw Jiang Nian's performance in his eyes.

Fortunately in the end.

It was extremely smooth, and a lot of soul and tears were spent to upgrade the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword to the fifth level of low-grade.

"In my hand."

"There is also a copy of the eighth realm dragon demon's blood."

"You can continue to upgrade the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword to the fifth-level mid-grade."

Zhang Yan put away the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword and was in a good mood.

This trip not only tempered the body again, but also transformed the Qinglong Zhenmu Sword into the fifth level.

He also learned about a new "sacrifice" technique.

It's literally killing three birds with one stone.

And the most important one is the third party, but Xia Yubing and others don't know the mystery.

brush!

As everyone left the Blood River, a gray light suddenly appeared in the fog in the distance.

Through the endless white fog, you can still see clearly, guiding everyone in the direction.

Seeing this gray light, Xia Yubing's eyes flashed with joy.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

"The place where the gray light is is the destination of our trip."

"I also ask Pavilion Master Zhang Shao to help me!"

Xia Yubing looked at Zhang Yan and said hopefully.

"Do your best."

Zhang Yan replied modestly.

Following the direction of the gray light, the group changed direction.

"snort!"

"You are not the only genius in this world!"

"I'm not as good as you in terms of Taoism, but I'm not bad in terms of understanding!"

"This golden bodhi belongs to me!"

Jiang Nian thought to himself and followed him. (End of chapter)