Chapter 62 (1/2)
If you melt blood into the magic instrument and sacrifice it slowly, you will leave your own brand and imprint with your heart. And if you are infused with spiritual blood, you can encourage with magic weapons to step towards your own life.
If you want to refine this life magic weapon, you must first extract the spirit blood. In the bamboo slips, the art of sacrifice and refining was naturally introduced, but Nie Chen did not want to do so.
Ziyang pulse originally avoided refining weapons. It is precisely because although it is extremely powerful, it will cause great damage to the cultivator himself once his life magic weapon is damaged or destroyed. Therefore, Nie Chen's teacher Ziyang, has always emphasized and advocated the pursuit of its own strength.
Because of this, Ziyang will pay attention to stability, condense a vast sea of spirit, as the basis for the pursuit of a strong and higher realm.
”I just want to achieve the purpose of manipulation. I can sacrifice with blood.” Nie Chen put away the bamboo slips and looked at the five big swords on the ground, ”but in this sword, there should still be the pure blood of the soul...”
After a detailed understanding of the art of sacrifice and refining, Nie Chen understood why the five flying swords were still resisting after Qingse was killed by him.
”The spirit blood, the spirit blood, is the blood which melts into the soul's breath. Although Qingse's body has been destroyed, the soul has not died, but has been collected in the blood stone by me.” Nie Chen's eyes twinkled, as if thinking.
”Before you sacrifice and refine you, you must erase the pure spirit blood.” Nie Chen looked at the vast boundless sky and spoke faintly, ”since he still has the will in his sword and is still fighting against the thunder that surrounds his sword, I will use the thunder of the heaven and earth to erase his divine consciousness.”
Nie Chen had calculated in his mind that the reason why the flying sword would resist death and death was that the spirit blood of Qingse remained in the sword, and Qingse's soul did not die, and the sword still had Qingse's will to fight and resist.
The thunder has been wearing away and eroding the five flying swords. Nie Chen wants to follow the trend and attract thunder again to refine the five flying swords.
”Move Nie dust slowly floated up and rose to the sky. At the moment when he opened his mouth, dark clouds filled the sky again, spreading and spreading like a wide sleeve.
”Boom!” In the dark cloud, the lightning began to flash, and the lightening lightning was like a huge dragon shuttling through the dark cloud.
Nie dust eyes cold, right hand raised, crackling sound, Sha ran ring. Above the sky, in the dark clouds, there is a lightning, just like the lightning that fell before, twinkles and twinkles, and comes towards Nie dust at a high speed.
Nie Chen grabbed the thunder and lightning, took a deep breath, and suddenly hit the lightning to the ground where the five flying swords were. Suddenly, the thunder light flickered, Chi Chi exploded. For a moment, the thunder light was like a braid of thunder and lightning. It captured the five flying swords, while Nie Chen held the other end in his hand.
The five flying swords, because of the coming of the thunder, all of a sudden, trembled more violently, and gave out a buzz no less than that of the thunder.
”Up Nie Chen drank and lifted his right hand. Slowly, the five swords were slowly pulled out of the ground by him. Then, controlled by the thunder, Nie Chen lifted them to the sky and finally suspended between Nie Chen and the clouds and thunder.
”Crackle, wheeze!” With thunder in his hand, Nie Chen held up the five swords and suspended them in the air.
Seen from below, Nie Chen is holding the thunder in his hand at the moment, and his whole body is surrounded by thunder. His heroic posture can not be described in words. He is like the God of thunder, full of dignity and domineering.
”Lei Ju!” Nie dust a big drink, that all over the sky in the dark clouds, in an instant issued a greater thunder roar. Click, several thunder light, winding and winding down, the moment will be those flying swords, like a dragon bite.
More than that, after the thunder of the Dragon fell, the clouds began to surge. Then, more than a dozen thunder and lightning came down, all biting the five flying swords.
The thunder and lightning in Nie Chen's hand connected with the 20 fallen thunder and lightning. At the place of the five swords, it gathered into a light group of thunder and lightning. The thunder light shuttled back and forth, and it was full of destructive atmosphere.
At the moment, Nie Chen tied the five trembling flying swords between heaven and earth with the lightning in his hand, just like the rope of thunder light.
”Refining!” As Nie Chen opened his mouth, the thunder and lightning that gathered together suddenly exploded, as if accelerating the erosion and destroying the five trapped swords.
The five swords were really extraordinary. In the thunder, they were not destroyed. Instead, they made a sound of humming and trembling that was not weaker than the thunder and lightning.
”Qingse can't resist the thunder and lightning. You, however, can resist the thunder of these nine days. ” Nie Chen was very happy and said in a loud voice.
The desperate resistance of these five flying swords did not upset Nie Chen's heart, but he was very happy about it. Because the more resistant these four swords are, the stronger they are.
”Is it strong enough to take the initiative to protect the spirit blood and brand left by Qingse in the sword?” Nie dust sneers, ”I pour want to see, when can you help him hold up?”
No matter how strong the sword is, it's just a spirit sea monk who controls it after refining. Now, it seems impossible to destroy the five swords, but it can be done to erase the traces of the pure zither left in the sword.This sword will protect the spirit blood and brand left by Qingse, but after all, it is impossible to persist for a long time under such a grand thunder and lightning.
”If Qingse is stronger, it can match your strength and leave a deeper mark. Maybe I can't refine you today!” Nie Chen said, ”but Qingse is just a practice of spirit sea. His spirit blood and brand have no resistance at all. Why do you have to force it?”
Finally, among the five flying swords, one of the big swords began to creak under the erosion and refining of thunder and lightning. On the surface of the sword, a trace of white fog began to appear. As soon as the fog was released, it was swept away by the surrounding thunder.
With the white fog of the sword, it was the trembling and resisting tremor of the sword, which gradually weakened.
Nie Chen clearly saw that the sword was the big sword that Qingse held in his hand but not in the sword box. Although these five swords look similar, this one is not as easy to control and powerful as the other four.
”It turns out that this one, even the Qingse, has not been fully refined. It's just integrated into the control of blood. It has not yet been refined into spiritual blood and developed into the sword of life.” Nie Chen saw this scene and drew a positive conclusion according to the art of sacrifice and refining.
”Come again!” Nie Chen roared. In the clouds in the sky, more than ten thunder and lightning thundered down and roared. Finally, they met at the place where the five swords were located.
Boom, at this moment, the world is shaking. At the intersection of thunder and lightning, there has been a thunder pool and a Jedi where all things can't exist, emitting a terrible destructive power.
Although Nie Chen is controlled by these thunder and lightning, he will not be hurt by the thunder of the world, but he is still shocked by the terrible breath.