Chapter 125 Qingping Sword
Qingping Sword is the sword of Master Tongtian. As one of the saints, Lu Xixian can digest just a little bit of it in the opponent's hand.
Not to mention the opponent's sword.
Lu Xixian didn't know why Taiyi got involved with Tongtian Cult Leader, but now he was just a little shrimp, and he could only accept the gift from the big boss.
He also thought about the calculation, but so what, he couldn't resist.
So he could only follow Taiyi's last warning and start repairing the Qingping Sword.
He already has a Donghuang Bell. Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about too many debts, and he doesn't have to worry about too many lice.
So what if there is one more Qingping sword?
Moreover, the saint's world is too far away from Lu Xixian, and he might fall into disgrace in the next world, so it's best to take care of the present.
At this time, Lu Xixian had the original Taoist robe for defense. This Taoist robe that was combined with his own memory and matched with rune characters was enough for defense.
There are fragments of the Donghuang Bell to protect the soul. Although the Donghuang Bell cannot use its complete power at this moment, even if it is a fragment, it is a fragment of a treasure. In terms of efficacy, it is still better than the original Taoist robe.
So at this time, Lu Xixian was just short of a suitable weapon.
Qingping Sword does not have too many magical powers. It only performs one function, and that is extreme sharpness.
As the leader of Tongtian Cult, he collected the first ray of sharpness in the world. The Qingping Sword Soul was born to cut off all things at the moment it was formed.
The external sword body is just a means to restrain it, a cage that restricts its convergence.
But when this cage is lost, the sword soul will gradually weaken.
The cage is also the soil that warms it.
This was also the first time Lu Xixian used it, and it only destroyed a forest. If the sword soul was in its heyday, it might not just be a forest.
In terms of attributes, the Marvel Universe still conflicts with Lu Xixian's inheritance, which caused him to encounter many obstacles when looking for forging materials.
Just a suitable forging material made Gandalf travel more than a dozen dimensions, and finally found the suitable material from Tivan.
As a collector, the patriarch of the universe holds vast amounts of rich resources.
Even when Lu Xixian learned about the other party's wealth, an idea immediately arose in his mind.
That is to rob the other party.
This is the second person Lu Xixian wants to grab besides Lao Mo.
But thinking about how he was a person with an ID card and a good citizen, Lu Xixian could only give up this dirty idea.
"Let Dan Chenzi come and snatch it some other time, yes, that's what we'll do."
"What does what Dan Chenzi did have to do with me, Lu Xixian?"
People must learn to comfort themselves, and at the same time learn to enlighten their thoughts. At this moment, Lu Xixian thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.
And at the Collector, he was happily counting the gains from the transaction with Gandalf.
As a long-established holy land, Kamal Taj still has a lot of good things.
But as a sense of danger rose in his heart, Tiwan looked around in confusion.
He felt mortal danger.
But no matter how he observed, he could not find the source of the danger.
In the center of Nidave is a stellar furnace. This furnace needs to be driven by the rotation of the planet to last for thousands of years.
The eternal fire is the key to forging artifacts.
But today, a new fire is added to the furnace.
As the hometown of the dwarves, Nidawi is also known as the artifact arsenal. As Odin's strongest backer in his conquest of the nine realms, countless weapons were produced here.
No other race can match the talent of the dwarves in blacksmithing, but they are somewhat inferior in other aspects.
Especially in terms of combat, as the production place of the artifact that has been coveted for a long time, this place is watched by many beings.
Even with the protection of Odin.
At this time, the stellar furnace was operating at full strength, and the sound that shook the morning star brought those peeping beings here. They wanted to see the reason for Nidawi's big move.
Lu Xixian also felt the attention of these beings, but he didn't care. The appearance of a miracle always requires some spectators to accompany it.
Ai Cui first added all the essence of the Uru alloy, and then the molten fire-like slurry began to flow downwards, and finally entered the prepared mold.
Under the mold, the miniature sword-shaped wood carving was placed there. Under the influence of the hot metal torrent, the surface of the wood carving began to burn, leaving behind the sharp sword soul.
The sword soul was completely silver, and then disappeared quietly into the blank.
The simplest process was completed, and the pale soul fire replaced the bright yellow eternal flame.
Taking out the mage bag prepared by Gandalf, Ai Cui transformed into a blending master at this moment and began to integrate all the materials. Different streams of light entered the artifact, and at the same time controlled the soul fire for burning.
There was rare sweat on his face, but Ai Cui's eyes were filled with bright anticipation.
As the pale flame burned, Ai Cui finally picked up the hammer beside him.
This is the only forging artifact of the dwarves besides the stellar furnace, the blood of the Molten God.
The body of the hammer was covered with bright red cracks, as if it would break into pieces in the next moment, but during the hammering that was about to break, the originally broad and heavy piece of equipment was shrinking.
This hammering and forging takes at least one year and cannot be interrupted.
Only in this way can the hardness of the sword body be guaranteed.
But Lu Xixian couldn't wait that long and signaled Gandalf to help him a little, and then the green wave of time spread in Nidave.
Cutting off external vision, time begins to move forward.
When a year later, the piece of equipment, which at first glance was rough and abnormal, had already taken the shape of a long sword, and the gray blade had a hidden edge that was waiting to show off.
"There is still one step left, and it is also the most important step!"
After relieving his tired body, Ai Cui looked at Lu Xixian. This was not an easy price to pay.
But Lu Xixian had already prepared for it, and even this kind of price was a common occurrence for him.
That is cutting the soul.
The human soul is unchanging, it is an indivisible whole, and a broken soul will only lead to disintegration.
But Lu Xixian is different. The phantom body was created just for one person to do all kinds of things, let alone the incarnation.
In this fantasy world, dividing one's soul may be an irreparable price, but for Lu Xixian, who has accomplished cultivation, it is nothing more than a matter of creating an incarnation.
These incarnations do not split the weight of his soul, but rather enhance the strength of his soul.
However, when facing Qingping Sword, Lu Xixian was not prepared to give the opponent more initiative. He only wanted a qualified weapon.
The opponent doesn't have to have a will of its own, it just needs to kill all the enemies in front of it.
As the final embellishment fell, the originally gray sword began to emit a transparent light, and then the infinitely rising edge penetrated the entire planet.
At the same time, it also broke through the cover set up by Lu Xixian.
The appearance of a long sword more powerful than an artifact instantly aroused endless greed.
But Lu Xixian seemed to have expected it. He gently held the Qingping Sword and walked towards the outside of the planet.
Step by step, the aura on his body increased like a sharp edge. As the original Taoist robe appeared on his body, the Donghuang Bell also appeared above Lu Xixian's head.
"This is the first time I use my full strength, and I just use you as a testing stone!"
The figure disappeared, and finally there was a silent battle in the silent starry sky.
After Gandalf restored Nidawi to its original state and even erased the memories of Ai Cui and others, Lu Xixian returned.
At this time, there was a trace of wrinkles on his Taoist robe, and his hair was a little messy.
But on that snow-white sword, the blood of a powerful enemy was still dripping.
Those spectators had retired safely, but to a somewhat less than ideal place.
Because that's hell.