I Broke Through Again

   Chapter 255 The finishing touch

  Zhao Huaizhong looked at the ghost beauty, the coldness in her body was indeed weakened a lot, and it was transformed into a controllable power by the cultivation technique.

   "Come here if you want to see it."

   Zhao Huaizhong waved his hand, and the female ghost was very happy. With bare white and tender feet, she walked lightly behind him, her buttocks pouted slightly, and she put the face of harming the country and the people behind Zhao Huaizhong's shoulders, and lowered her head to watch.

   She was wearing a white dress, with a girdle of the same color, her eyes were dark and agile, and she had a charming face and a complexion like snow.

  The female ghost is more human than before... Zhao Huai thought in the center, looked at the copper box, and reached out to take out a piece of green copper.

  The copper block is only a small grain in the box. After taking it out, it is slightly larger than the fist of an ordinary person, and it is green and dripping. The weight and density are also very different from the common green copper.

   Zhao Huaizhong squeezed with force, but the copper block remained motionless.

   With his power, he could not leave traces on the green copper.

  This green copper is recorded in ancient scrolls and is a rather precious material for refining.

   Sacrifice and refining fairy swords, which can be used when high-end instruments are used.

  High-quality flying swords only need to use a piece the size of a fingernail to make a sword pill, and stretch it out to reach a length of several feet.

   Zhao Huaizhong's fist is the size of a fist. If he is made into a flying sword, it is estimated that it can be stretched to the length of a train.

  This green copper can be given to Lao Sikong and Ji Mo. The two of them were trying to make twelve bronze figures, but they were worried that they didn't have enough materials.

   Zhao Huaizhong took out the second item from the box, a copper bell, which made a crisp sound when it was shaken, and ripples spread in the void around the bell.

   The bell rang, and Bao Si immediately frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

  This is a soul bell, which has restraint on things with heavy yin, and is a very good magic weapon.

  Lieutenant Zhao Huai put the bell back, and the third time he took out a bronze sword from the box.

   This is a bronze sword with a ring head, about four fingers wide, and the ridge of the sword is densely covered with exquisite diamond-shaped dark grids and inscriptions.

  The handle is cylindrical, with an unknown animal head cast on the upper end. The image is fierce, the mouth is open, and the sword ridge is spit out from its mouth. It is three feet nine inches long, and the difference is four feet.

   In the mouth of the beast's head that spit out the sword, four animal teeth were tightly clenching the spine of the sword.

  The whole sword is beautiful in shape, exquisite in workmanship and very gorgeous.

   Zhao Huaizhong flicked his fingers, and with a light sound, the sword body buzzed, and many symbols appeared.

   There are many swordsmen in the teaching, and there are many good swords in the collection.

   And the sword-shaped utensils are very rare, and this sword is a near-immortal ancient utensil.

   What is even more rare is that there is more than this one good sword seized from Jiaojiao Dongtian.

   Zhao Huaizhong stretched out his hand from the copper box and took out another handful.

   This sword is in perfect contrast to the one just now. The body of the sword is simple and unadorned, without any decoration.

  The sword is three feet six inches long and three fingers wide.

   Zhao Huaizhong tapped the sword body with his fingers, and made two muffled sounds.

   "Wooden sword."

   He looked at it carefully. There was a natural wooden texture on the sword body, but it was very fine. If you didn't observe it carefully, it would not be easy to see it with his eyesight.

  The wooden sword can be so heavy and tough, it is obviously made of special wood that is very old.

   Zhao Huaizhong thought about it, stretched out his hand and wrote two original characters in a row, and turned his hand and pressed it on the bronze sword and the wooden sword to form a blessing.

   The two swords changed suddenly, as if the finishing touch.

  The head of the beast at the handle of the bronze sword, as if it had life, took the shape of a beast, and ran on the spine of the sword, shaking its head and tail.

  The bronze sword trembled, and the sound of the animal's roar could be faintly heard.

The    wooden sword glowed with a ray of vitality, with divine beauty inside, and it flashed several times before returning to dullness.

   Zhao Huaizhong looked at it for a while and was quite satisfied.

   With his current method, writing the origin text for blessing is like giving these two swords a sword spirit, making them more precious.

   He stretched out his hand and grabbed it from the copper box again, but this time he took it out, but it was a stone rectangular sword box with a simple texture.

  This sword box is the scabbard of the Sword of Immortal Slaying that was sacrificed before, and the two have the same breath.

   "The Sword of Immortal Slaying has already been sacrificed, and this sword box is also sacrificed, just to make a pair."

  There are several things in the copper box, Zhao Huaizhong checked them one by one.

   Among them is a thumb-sized pearl, round in shape, shimmering, splendid and gorgeous, really beautiful.

   Bao Si pursed her lips when she saw it, like a kitten who saw a fish and wanted to eat it.

   "Do you like this bead?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.

   "Yeah." Bao Si nodded honestly. Seeing Zhao Huaizhong handing over the beads, she reached out to receive them.

  However, Zhao Huaizhong took the beads back halfway: "I have other uses for the beads, so I can't give them to you."

  Bao Si retracted her little hand in disappointment, her eyes resentful, and she felt that Zhao Huai was being stingy, but she dared not say it.

   Zhao Huaizhong sensed something, so he pushed the two swords into the void and disappeared in an instant.

   Night Palace.

   Mu Qianshui squinted and lay on the roof ridge at the top of a temple basking in the sun, with a grass stalk in his mouth, swaying the faint sweet taste of the grass stalk.

   In the battle of     Zhuxian Dongtian, he was also injured, and an arm was almost cut off, and a clean cloth for dressing was wrapped around his left shoulder.

   "Hey... it's too shocking, how can there be so many good players, I thought we were already in the ranks of the strongest, but later found that I was standing in the column below the strongest, and now... it seems to be down one level."

   Mu Qianshui took advantage of no one, and muttered endlessly:

   "When can I be promoted to a saint... Hey, you're going to reply. After listening to me for half an hour, you didn't say a word. It's too rude."

   The object of his speech was a stone-carved animal head squatting on the eaves for decoration.

  The stone sculpture was silent, Mu Qianshui reached out and patted its head, complaining, "You don't say a word all day long, I'm bored for you..."

   Before he finished speaking, he heard the stone sculpture speak: "Stop shooting..."

   Mu Qianshui was taken aback and stared at the stone beast.

   But he saw the stone beast slowly turn its head, its mouth wide open, and a beautiful bronze sword spit out from its mouth.

   "This sword is an ancient weapon close to immortals, and it has the potential to be promoted to immortal swords. You should cultivate this sword, and when it is deeply in line with the meaning of the sword, you will have the opportunity to become a saint.

   Well, the widow is very optimistic about you. "

   "A widow? Are you the king?"

   Mu Qianshui was stunned, but when he realized that the stone beast spoke, it was Zhao Huaizhong's method.

   Only Zhao Huaizhong's power can achieve this level of almost changing the source of matter, making the stone beast speak, turn its head, and spit out a sword, but Mu Qianshui can't feel any trace of mana.

   When Mu Qianshui stretched out his hand to take the bronze sword, he was immediately pleasantly surprised, like a thirty-eight-year-old child.

   He loves swords besides talking.

   During the battle of Zhuxian Dongtian, a gap was broken in his sword that he had been carrying for several years. Mu Qianshui was so distressed that he could not breathe.

   Unexpectedly, the king was so considerate that he even gave him a new daughter-in-law.

   And the new daughter-in-law is also a top beauty, Mu Qianshui immediately thought of throwing away the injured wife.

   He took the new sword and looked at it repeatedly, caressed it gently, cherished it to the extreme, muttered in his mouth, made a sound of unknown meaning, and did not know what he was talking about.

   Got a new baby, Mu Qianshui planned to show it off.

   He immediately jumped off the eaves, and before leaving, he didn't forget to say to the stone beast, "I'm leaving, I'll talk to you next time."

   After all, I have been secretly talking to this stone beast for several years, so I have feelings.

Mu Qianshui jumped down from the eaves, holding his new daughter-in-law in his hand, and felt that the wound was no longer painful. The sadness of feeling that he was a third-rate master before was gone, and he quickly killed him to a room in the backyard of Ye Yu's mansion. He shouted from a distance:

   "Ji Gan, come and see the stunning beauty in my hands."

   He rushed into the room and saw that Ji Gan was stroking a dark long sword with a loving expression on his face.

   Mu Qianshui's face was full of contempt: "What is that thing in your hand, come and see me, I am a top beauty, you are an old woman."

   Ji Gan frowned and glanced at the sword in Mu Qianshui's hand: "This Laozi is a peerless beauty, she hides all her beauty inside and doesn't reveal it.

   You... have a bright appearance, just like the girl in the Xiaoqin Building, she looks good, and you don't know it until you get on the couch, it's fresh on the outside and loose on the inside. "

   Mu Qianshui sneered: "I am loose, you are tight.

   You know the girls in Xiaoqin Building quite well? "

   Ji Gan changed the subject very wisely: "Where did the sword in your hand come from?"

   Mu Qianshui raised his chin: "Your Majesty sent a stone beast to give it to me. Your Majesty said that this sword is a sword bestowed by an immortal. When the sword's meaning is compatible with it, I can break into the realm of a saint."

   Isn't this a coincidence... Ji Gan also proudly said: "My sword was also given by the king.

  The king also said that my sword is stronger than yours, and I will enter the realm of saints one day earlier than you. "

   "You fart."

   Mu Qianshui wanted to show off, but he didn't show it, inexplicably unhappy, he turned away angrily, and decided to try the single clove garlic.

  Here, Zhao Huaizhong got up and left the Xianyang Palace, and Xin Wu started to follow him: "No need to follow, I will go to the suburbs to take a look at the sacrifice and refining process of the Ministry of Creation and come back."

   After saying that, he reached out his hand and made a light gesture: "Clouds come."

   There was a white cloud falling in the sky, Zhao Huaizhong stepped on it, and the cloud disappeared.

  The cloud is transformed into an illusion, ten miles in a flash.

   Zhao Huaizhong fell from the clouds in the compound of the Ministry of Construction on the outskirts of the city.

  In the courtyard, there were people from the Mo family and the Ministry of Creation, and it was a lively scene. Seeing Zhao Huaizhong descending from the sky, he fell in a hula-la prayer.

   Zhao Huaizhong asked everyone to level behind and walked into the Earth Fire Cave.

  It is also lively in the cave, and people are busy running around.

   In the huge casting pit in the center, the fire slurry is boiling, and countless symbols on the four walls flicker, linking with each other, increasing the firepower.

The flanks of the    casting pit have a number of holes, and in several small casting pits on the periphery, there are fire slurry drainage, which merges into the main casting pit in the center.

   Lao Sikong and others are doing their best to cast the first twelve bronze figures of Daqin. Although they have failed countless times, their interest is not diminished and they try again and again.

   At this moment, in the boiling slurry of the casting pit, there is a huge humanoid creation that is 30 meters long, like a miracle.

  The human figure is looming in the fire slurry, and it is just an initial copper embryo. There are a few places that emerge from the fire slurry, and countless dense symbols can be seen.

The position where    is exposed is a bronze palm.

   Zhao Huaizhong watched for a while, and when Lao Sikong and others came to greet him, he took out the newly acquired copper block.

   "Xianqing Bronze."

   Lao Sikong and the end of the season showed surprises.

   After a quarter of an hour, Zhao Huaizhong walked forward and returned to Xianyang Palace in a flash.

   At noon, an internal attendant came in from outside the hall and presented a letter of credentials.

   (end of this chapter)