Chapter 460 Pure Yang Sword Form

Chapter 460 Pure Yang Sword Form

Chapter 460 Pure Yang Sword Form
Li Yuan put his heart and soul into forging the Pure Yang Dragon-Tiger Sword.

Although he did not reveal the magic technique of refining treasures, he also indirectly demonstrated the magical effects of this technique. Although Taoist Nie was skeptical, he did not hesitate to shed blood.

Wanchuan and his three companions were more receptive, as the Divine Weapon Valley had produced many world-famous craftsmen. Therefore, they waited for Li Yuan to arrive before starting the final step of forging the sword blank.

Of course, this is only the last option.

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

Nie Xianshan came quickly and with a wave of his sleeve isolated everyone except the four great craftsmen. He looked at the sword embryo clanging in the boiling blood with a solemn expression.

At this moment, Taoist Nie's aura was so frightening that the onlookers didn't dare to breathe.

Jing Shuhu was also very nervous. His knowledge of the art of refining treasures was limited to what he had heard from his senior masters.

He actually did not agree with Li Yuan's involvement in the creation of this weapon, as it was too difficult to create a top-grade magic weapon.

hum~
His hands were placed on the red-hot cauldron, in which blood was boiling.

In the past few months, Taoist Nie has spilled at least three buckets of blood, and the extraction of divine patterns from various iron materials has been basically completed.

And at this moment, these divine patterns are needed to make up for the final defect of this sword embryo.

The best divine weapon is the pinnacle of weapon forging and a truly perfect creation with all the flaws. The slightest difference is like the difference between a fish and a dragon.

"hold head high!"

While concentrating deeply, 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, it seemed as if a blue dragon was soaring and a fierce tiger was running and leaping through it.

The dragon and the tiger were swimming 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 pattern!"

Li Yuan concentrated his attention.

These patterns are the "divine patterns" that come from various natural treasures, representing the characteristics of various materials.

The shadow of the dragon and tiger, or the magic weapon, is a combination of characteristics such as sharpness, toughness, heaviness, lightness... and so on.

Even a master craftsman could only vaguely sense this characteristic, and rely on experience to blend and refine it. However, through the strange art of refining treasures, Li Yuan could feel it intuitively.

"hold head high!"

"Roar!"

Dragons roar and tigers roar.

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

"The weapon-making skills of these four are truly astonishing..."

A thought flashed through Li Yuan’s mind.

In his perception, the shadow of the dragon and tiger is already extremely perfect. The cooperation of the four great master craftsmen has already created the foundation of a top-grade magic weapon.

Be it a dragon or a tiger, they have actually both reached the level of top-grade divine weapons. A single one of them has no mistakes or defects.

But the dragon and tiger themselves still lack a bit of perfection.

With just this slight difference, the grade of this Pure Yang Dragon-Tiger Sword is at the quasi-ninth grade, rather than the true ninth grade.

"Using the divine pattern to connect the dragon and the tiger can erase this last bit of disharmony."

Li Yuan was determined in his heart, and the true energy gushing out of his palms became more and more violent, and more water vapor rose from the big cauldron that he was pressing with both palms.

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

hum~
Li Yuan concentrated his mind and activated the divine pattern imprinted with blood to make up for the final flaw of the Pure Yang Dragon-Tiger Sword.

All around, a crowd of onlookers were watching quietly.

With Nie Xianshan around, even Wan Chuan, Jiang Xie and the other three who were extremely curious did not dare to disturb Li Yuan.

The four were skeptical and curious about what Li Yuan said about the "unique weapon-making technique".

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

After more than 70 years of preparation, they finally fell short. Just thinking about it made them feel uncertain.

"It's going to work!"

Nie Xianshan's knuckles turned white from being pinched, and his face was also pale. He must have lost at least 500 kilograms of blood in these days.

He hasn't lost so much blood in the sixty or two centuries since he had his blood transfusion.

"Buzz!"

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

Then, there was a sound of "crack", and the big cauldron shattered. All the blood and water inside instantly evaporated into gas, rising dozens of meters high.

Covering the entire riverside.

"Um?!"

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

The scarlet sword light, like a pillar or a waterfall, rushed straight into the sky. Although no sound of sword explosion could be heard, everyone who saw the sword light could hear the roar of tigers and dragons.

"It's done!"

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

The mist naturally couldn't cover his eyes, and a pure red light rippled before his eyes:
[Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Sword (Level 9)]

……

In the dense forest beside the mountain path, 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 though the Evil God Cult and the imperial court took turns testing him this time, he did not suffer any loss, but instead killed the Black Dragon.

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

"The little monk is a smart man."

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

"...You're hiding this from me too?"

Qin Shixian was somewhat dissatisfied. What were the words that Long Yingchan could listen to but she couldn't?
"…You can't keep things in your heart. It's better not to know some things so clearly."

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

"I……"

"okay."

Seeing that she wanted to ask more questions, the old man interrupted:
"I was able to convince Long Yingchan because, firstly, the imperial court is now suppressing the five major Taoist sects, and secondly, it is because of Li Yuan."

"Ok?"

Qin Shixian became interested: "Because of him?"

"This kid has great talent."

"…Just because he has a good talent, he is willing to let it go?"

Qin Shixian frowned inwardly. Why didn’t she convince Long Yingchan before?
"Do you think that just with the eternal talent, you can remove Wan Zhuliu's sword intent?"

The old man sighed inwardly, but still said something clear:
"Wan Zhuliu's talent is no worse than mine back then. He has a talent that is second to none in the history. In addition, the court has provided him with the support of the whole country, and he has practiced for more than a hundred years. Do you think he is still unique in the history?"

"This……"

Qin Shixian was speechless.

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

The old man said in a firm tone:
"The Dragon and Tiger Temple has a good foundation, but unless Taoist Chunyang is resurrected, no one is qualified to instruct this kid."

"You convinced Long Yingchan in this way?"

Qin Shixian felt a little suspicious.

"...You are indeed not cut out to be the master of the household."

The old man shook his head inwardly.

Qin Shixian wanted to refute, but she held back. Thinking carefully over these years, she really hadn't done very well.

She was still resentful of the betrayal of Chi Zhuiyang and Murong Qing. She trusted those two so much and even entrusted them with important tasks.

"It's okay, we'll learn slowly."

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

"...I don't want to learn." Qin Shixian snorted coldly. The owner of Zhaixing Tower was not a good position at all. She didn't want to be one at all. The old man couldn't fool her anymore.

"It's time to go meet this kid."

The old man changed the subject at the right time and persuaded Long Yingchan, and the matter was 99% settled. Whether Li Yuan would refuse was not something he considered at all.

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

Thinking about the several conversations with Li Yuan, Qin Shixian felt somewhat worried. That guy was not someone who was easy to deal with.

"Isn't that just right?"

The old man smiled.

Qin Shixian exerted a little strength and arrived at 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.

"Of the three heroes of the past, it seems that Nie Xianshan is one step behind now."

The old man looked out at Jingtao Hall from afar. He had been in seclusion for decades, and the young men he had seen in the past were now old guys.

In the past, among the three heroes of Dragon and Tiger, the one he was most optimistic about was actually Nie Xianshan.

There is no other reason. The Pure Yang Sword that Nie Xianshan practiced is the Taoist tradition passed down by the Pure Yang Taoist. The Pure Yang sword shape can be ranked among the top five spiritual forms even after thousands of years.

"He just had bad luck."

Qin Shixian slowed down her pace. She knew all the information about the masters and grand masters in the world.

Among the masters of the time, the only two who can suppress Nie Xianshan are Xie Wangsun and Chi Zhuiyang. Even Murong Qing may not be able to do so.

And this is because this old Taoist has no magic weapon, otherwise, he would be able to compete for the first place among heroes.

"It is too difficult to enter the Pure Yang Taoist lineage. It is too demanding. The Pure Yang Sword Form is extremely powerful, but because of this, the Tian Gang is difficult to break."

The old man commented:

"Difficult, difficult, difficult."

"You think so?"

Qin Shixian was a little surprised.

"Top-grade divine weapons are hard to come by, and those that are completely compatible with one's own spirit are even harder to come by..."

The old man said this and suddenly stopped talking.

Qin Shixian also looked up, and saw a dazzling edge rising from Jingtao Hall, cutting through the wind and clouds, and the sword energy was running rampant.

"Failed."

After just one look, the old man shook his head. He was also a great master in weapon forging and could tell the grade of the sword just from the sound.

Close to the best, but still top quality.

"Pity."

Qin Shixian also felt a little regretful.

She has lived in Longhu Temple for the past two years and has come here often. After all, that boy Li comes here every day.

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

After more than 70 years of searching, he spared no expense to hire four great craftsmen and poured out all his wealth, but in the end, he still missed the mark...

"At Nie's age, unless he practices the God Worship Method, there is no hope for him to break through the Tian Gang."

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

Breaking the Tiangang is no easier than entering the Tao in terms of danger and difficulty. Throughout history, too many people have failed at this step.

There are also some who are more talented and able than Nie Xianshan.

"Don't go yet."

The old man called out to Master Qin:
"I'm afraid this kid Nie is going crazy..."

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

"Um?!"

Qin Shixian also noticed something strange.

Looking back, I saw a streak 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 nine-layer sky cloud.

It's all red and extremely dazzling.

Although I couldn't hear the sound of the sword, I seemed to feel a chill in my heart, as if some peerless magical weapon had been born.

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

Qin Shixian's eyes widened. The light of the Chunyang sword was so pure that only a top-grade divine sword could be so pure.

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

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind was 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."

……

hum~
The light of the Chunyang sword shot up into the sky, and the sword energy spread across the mountains, echoing among the mountains.

The Humen Mountains were immediately alarmed. Most of the Humen disciples had never seen such pure Chunyang sword energy before.

The commotion quickly spread to the Longmen Mountains and even to the main mountain range.

"call!"

Inside the sect's main hall, Long Yingchan, who had been frowning, reacted quickly. He looked up at the dazzling sword light, and his frown immediately relaxed a little:

"Brother Nie, it's almost done!"

The Pure Yang sword shape is difficult to break the Tian Gang, so after several generations, the inheritance of the Pure Yang Patriarch is no longer the main practice of the Taoist master of Longhu Temple.

But in terms of power, it is actually stronger than the Dragon Elephant Vajra Heaven.

Especially when one has just broken through the Tiangang, his spiritual state is combined with the best magic weapon, and his martial arts can immediately be elevated to an extremely high level.

"The bull nose finally worked!"

At the main peak of Longmen, Long Xixiang pushed open the temple door and saw the flash of red light. He couldn't help feeling a little happy.

"Niubizi has finally come to a happy ending after all the hardships..."

But he changed his mind and slammed the temple door shut. He didn't want to see the smug look on the face of that villain.

"Hmph, when I rebuild the Diamond Sky, even the Pure Yang Sword will be able to subdue it!"

……

hum~
Under the Jingtao Hall, there was a sea of ​​red.

Xin Wenhua and other Humen disciples were all delighted, but their cheers were drowned out by Nie Xianshan's loud laughter:

"Good, good, good!"

With his hair fluttering wildly, Nie Xianshan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, as if he wanted to spit out all the depression of seventy or eighty years. Just by looking at this magic sword, he felt that the bottleneck that had trapped him for many years was beginning to loosen.

"Tian Gang, unite as one!"

There seemed to be a loud thunder explosion under his feet, and Nie Xianshan rose from the ground, a hundred feet high. He raised his arm, clenched his five fingers together, and grabbed the scarlet Pure Yang Sword embryo in his hand.

hum!
A Pure Yang Sword also appeared behind him.

The next moment, the two Pure Yang swords overlapped with each other, and under the stimulation of Nie Xianshan's surging true energy, they slowly merged into one!

"hold head high!"

The roars of tigers and dragons resounded, and the sound of the Chunyang Sword echoed through the mountains.

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

"Pure Yang Sword Qi, Dragon and Tiger Sword Form!"

By the river, the four great craftsmen were all excited. Even a calm person like Bei Wuji could not hide his excitement.

Only Li Yuan was in a trance, with a look of surprise on his face. In his eyes, there were flashes of sword shadows formed by the interweaving of dragon and tiger.

(End of this chapter)