Lord of Earth Fiend

Chapter 27
Ordinary utensils are all dead objects, but magic utensils are different.

Its material is special, its casting process is extraordinary, and it has active spirit.After being warmed up, it can be connected with the soul of a person, thus exerting various supernatural powers.

Martial arts practice, when cultivated to a high level, can control the sword with Qi; while the way of Yuanshen, directly controlling the sword with the law, is more swift, sensitive, and unpredictable.

Chen Jin had been longing for a good sword for a long time, and now that he had the black iron magic sword in his hand, he finally got his wish.

He returned to the room, made some adjustments, and began to operate the sword embryo according to the method of sacrificial sword in the cheat book.

Sacrifice the sword is not easy, it needs a relatively long process, just like raising a child.

And in this process, there are various taboos, once violated, it will cause the spiritual quality of the magic sword to be damaged, and all previous achievements will be ruined.

For example, Gu Leyou, whose Chiyue Sword was stained with blood during the cultivation stage, lost more than half a year of spiritual quality, and had to spend time and energy to restore it.

In the initial stage, magic tools and the like are very delicate.

Chen Jin didn't think too much about it, so he operated like a tiger and quickly entered the state.

He has a Confucian Temple sitting in town, his soul is quiet, and it is difficult for his mind to make trouble.

In such a state of mind, it is easier to achieve success if you practice and concentrate on doing things.

There was no light in the room, and the moonlight reflected from the windows and poured on the ground like water, presenting a gentle and peaceful atmosphere.

Chen Jin sat cross-legged on the bed, with the dharma sword lying across his lap, and the two formed some kind of mysterious harmony.

Gradually, spots of light appeared on the black body of the Xuan Tie Fa Sword, like stars flashing in the night sky.

But the number is not much, one point or two points, not eye-catching.

……

In the mourning hall, Gu Leyou sat on the futon in hemp and mourning.

"Brother Gu, Su Guo and Zhang Cheng have run away."

Taoist boy Liu Yuan ran to report panting.Su Guo and Zhang Cheng are the other two Taoist boys.

Gu Leyou asked, "Where did you go?"

"They went to Youchen Temple and wanted to pull me there, but I refused."

Gu Leyou's face was gloomy: "These two guys are not sons of men."

Taoist Izumo is dead, Fang Jinzhi is dead, and most of the Izumo Temple has collapsed, and it can no longer be guarded.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, as always.

It would be nothing if the two Taoist boys went down the mountain to go back to the future, but they went to join the enemy on the opposite side, which seemed rebellious.

Gu Leyou was very suspicious, they were rapers in the first place.

Looking up at the night sky, he murmured: "Master, I will definitely guard the Taoist temple."

Before he died, the Taoist opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say it.Gu Leyou knew what Master wanted to say, Taoism is the painstaking effort of Master all his life.

Now, Gu Leyou has become the new viewer.

This viewer is not good.

If there is no accident, the people from Youchenguan will call the door soon.

How could Taoist Xuancheng let go of such a god-given opportunity?Although he was injured, it was not a fatal injury, and there was no need for him to take action himself, just let the disciples in the sect come.

Gu Leyou is outnumbered.

But he's not afraid at all, he's never been afraid...

……

The night is already deep, the stars are hidden, and the moon is slanting westward, so it can no longer shine into the room.

But there are still lights flickering in the unlit rooms, like swarms of fireflies.

Chen Jin was immersed in a mysterious state.

Niwan Palace, in front of the Confucian Temple, the sword box hanging on the lintel of the main entrance bursts out with brilliance, and the characters form a chapter, manifesting the heart method and sword formula of "Morning Gong Chapter".

During this period of time, Chen Jin has read this article countless times, and he has already memorized it fluently, and he can even recite it backwards.

But he knew that it was only a literal grasp.

Because there is no sword weapon that conforms to the method of conception, the "Eight Swords of Yongzi" always has a sense of vanity.

If this problem cannot be solved, his swordsmanship level will stop here, and he can't go any further.

Fortunately, now I have this black iron magic sword.

For the name of this sword, I thought about it for a long time, and finally Chen Jin made up his mind, simply named it after his own character, "Conservation Sword".

Before he crossed over, he was lazy and slack, lacking in perseverance, so he happened to look at the sword and reflect on himself, persevere, so as not to let down the great opportunity of this life.

In reality, there is the Conservation Sword, which is echoing with the Divine Sword in the inner landscape, forming a mirror image, so as to meet the core requirements of the conception method.

Everything suddenly became clear, and it will be a matter of course!

The threshold of the sword sacrificial method seemed to be non-existent in front of Chen Jin, and it was opened directly, allowing him to enter the room.

This feeling of breaking through obstacles and entering a new world is indescribable. His body and mind are filled with the joy of exploring the mystery from the outside to the inside.

During the rhythmic exhalation and breathing, the dharma sword that was originally lying on the lap floated up, as if it had been endowed with some kind of life, suspended in the air.

If Gu Leyou was present, he would be so surprised that his eyes would drop: he had practiced for several years to master such an ability of "controlling the sword".

What about Chen Jin?
just one night...

But Chen Jin was not satisfied, he felt that he could go deeper and do more, so he used the sword art, the soul was active, and continued to act on the magic sword.

This sword has not yet formed, it is just a sword embryo.

Compared with the real dharma sword, there is a big gap between the sword embryo and the real dharma sword.But as a sword embryo, it also has advantages and benefits.

The most important point is plasticity.

Magic sword casting is basically tailor-made.

Taoist Izumo mined this piece of black iron concentrate, as if he had found a treasure, he immediately started to forge a sword for himself.

As long as the magic sword is formed and the magic weapon is in hand, his strength will leap to a new level and stabilize Taoist Xuancheng.

Helpless, the traitors in the sect made troubles, causing the Taoist to die of hatred, leaving behind this semi-finished sword embryo.

Gu Leyou also liked the Xuantie Sword Embryo, but he already had the Chiyue Sword and didn't have the energy to raise a new sword, so he gave it to Chen Jin.

Chen Jin became the new owner of the Black Tie Sword Embryo. Under the effect of the method of conception, the sword embryo will be built into a rare magic weapon in the world according to his own ideas.

There are spiritual veins multiplying in Wuling, the four seasons are Changchun, the breath is pleasant, and there are many birds and animals, as well as various insects.

In the mountains and fields, insects chirp and chirp.

In an instant, the nearby insects felt a sharp chill that penetrated to the bones, and at the same time they ran away, or hid in the trees, or hid in the grass, or drilled into the hole...

All is silent!

In the room, the brilliance is magnificent.

Shining light spots appeared densely one by one on the originally dark black iron sword body, forming a continuous piece.It looks like ten thousand stars gathered together to form a brilliant galaxy.

At this moment, it was as if all the stars in the sky were attached to the sword body.

See the Milky Way with a sword and stars!

Chen Jin was full of joy, but he didn't shout to the sky.He is not a publicity type, and the Taoist temple is holding a funeral, celebrating happily, which is not appropriate.

He only smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to caress the sword, and his heart surged with heroism and refreshingness of holding a star in his hand.

Then the light on the sword disappeared little by little, returning to ordinary.

It's almost dawn...

　Thanks to the book friend "SpongeBob SquarePants Shanniruo" for the reward of [-] coins. This book is the first time in history. It is really not easy, thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)