Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

"The forging method of the ice-veined sword is only suitable for the sword in the hand. If you want to forge it into a flying sword, you need to improve the casting method. In addition, you need the spirit energy and ice formation as assistance and tempering. This is not a small project..."

Tang Xuan frowned slightly: "If there is a natural sword embryo like Yunliuer, can you be faster?"

As soon as this idea came out, Tang Xuan stopped hesitating, took Xue Jing to the backyard, and called Yun Liu'er by the way.

After coaxing, the little ancestor finally agreed to cooperate with Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan glanced at the twelve seeds in the backyard, and the sprouted head grew a bit longer, but the embryonic form of the purple lotus was not revealed, so he stopped paying attention.

He thought about it for a while, then used the Tiancheng plate to quickly lay out the ice formation, and then placed the snow crystal in front of him, the aura turned into a hammer, and Yun Liu'er held the snow crystal in his hand.

Then, one after another, the scene of snow-white sparks popping up.

Yun Liuer blinked her big eyes like water waves, staring at Tang Xuan's movements. She was a little scared at first, but soon found that, as Tang Xuan said, not only would she not feel pain every time the hammer fell, On the contrary, it can be much more comfortable.

This is the natural sword embryo resonating with Xue Jing, and this kind of resonance is what Tang Xuan wants.

again and again...

until dawn.

No one came to disturb Tang Xuan.

The violent spiritual power contained in the original strange-shaped snow crystal was just so abruptly broken up by Tang Xuan with spiritual energy, so that it finally took on the appearance of a flying sword.

A cold and awe-inspiring Snow Crystal Flying Sword has shown its final shape. Although the surface is still somewhat uneven, after the forging technique of "Ice Vein Sword", it already has that sharp and sharp aura.

Tang Xuan stared at the flying sword, trying to communicate with spiritual energy, but it was still lying flat in Yunliuer's hands, without any reaction.

After a night of tempering, not only was Yunliuer not sleepy at all, but she was in good spirits. Seeing Tang Xuan's puzzled expression, she asked in a soft voice, "Xiaoxuan, why isn't it moving?"

Tang Xuan rubbed his chin, his face was a little pale. The forging this night took a lot of energy. Could it be that the forging failed?

In the final analysis, this is the earth, not the fairy world. Although he is equally capable in refining weapons, he has never tried it on the earth.

"Come on, show me."

Tang Xuan took it from his hand, and after careful consideration, he finally understood the crux of it. It turned out that it was because of the violent aura contained in it that it became an obstacle.

He clearly remembered that the violent aura was scattered by himself, right?
Why is this happening?
Tang Xuan began to recall the scene during the forging last night, and suddenly realized: "I understand, so it is like this!"

He sneered, no wonder this ice crystal flying sword failed to be refined as expected, it is precisely because these violent auras have other people's imprints in them!
Although Tang Xuan didn't know who left the imprint here, it is most likely related to the Qiantuo Association.

He didn't delve into it, and turned his head to gather the spiritual energy, using his divine sense, to easily penetrate the entire ice crystal, and completely purify those wisps of violent spiritual energy.

Yun Liuer stared at Tang Xuan curiously, then smiled happily, as if she felt something: "Toy! My toy can move!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Tang Xuan.

call out!
The ice crystal flying sword in his hand jumped up directly from Tang Xuan's hand, and there were gusts of cold wind blowing, and there was frost left behind as it passed by!

"good."

Tang Xuan nodded with satisfaction, it seems that he guessed right, after erasing that mark, this flying sword is considered a great achievement.

Next, as long as it takes some more time to carve it, it will be able to meet the expectations in my heart.

Afterwards, in the remaining two days, Tang Xuan, apart from exchanging in-depth feelings with Lan Xige, tempered the ice crystal flying sword with the help of Yun Liuer.

When it was finally perfectly forged, everyone staying in the villa felt a biting cold wind blowing against their faces for no reason.

then.

A snow-white flying sword half the thickness of an arm lingered around the entire villa, wandering wildly, as if it was a newcomer and familiar with the surrounding environment, it flew past everyone and every corner.

When Feijian returned to Tang Xuan's hands, in the living room of the villa, except for Lan Xige and Tang Yan who had returned to school, and He Danqiu who disappeared again, the rest of the people stared at Tang Xuan with eyes that had seen a ghost.

Xu Qingfeng reacted immediately, rushed to Tang Xuan and shouted: "Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan, the best brother Xuan, how did you refine this flying sword, can you teach me? Although My Shushan Sword Sect also has a way to forge flying swords, but I have been unable to find suitable materials, helpless, helpless, and now I have met you..."

Tang Xuan glanced at him and interrupted him: "You want it? I'll give it to you if you win."

Xu Qingfeng swallowed his saliva, gave Tang Xuan a tender look, turned his head and left cursing, vaguely saying something like "turning his face and denying others", "brothers still openly settle accounts" and so on.

The black-robed Taoist stared at the flying sword, apparently in disbelief: "If I had known this thing was so powerful, I wouldn't have given it to you."

Tang Xuan smiled and said: "No one can do this except me."

This is really not a joke. If you were a craftsman on earth, without spiritual energy and formations, and the forging method of the Immortal Sect as a support, I am afraid that even [-]% of his divine will would not be able to be refined.

The black-robed Taoist touched his nose: "Did my teacher find it?"

Tang Xuan took out his mobile phone: "I'll call Zhou Qiancheng and ask."

After the call was connected, Zhou Qiancheng gave an unexpected answer. He told the two that the teacher's wife of the black-robed Taoist priest had indeed been found. After listening to the description, several old detectives who could draw quickly found it. Comparing the specific portrait with the local household registration, the real person was quickly discovered.

It doesn't matter what age you are.

As a result, it shows that the account has been canceled.

That is, dead.

Hearing this answer, the black-robed Taoist priest couldn't help trembling, then knelt down and kowtowed fiercely to the northeast.

"Master, did you hear that?"

Far away on Nanmao Mountain, the dilapidated old Taoist temple of the Northern Emperor Sect was empty.

The old man whom Huang Zigong called "Little Master Uncle" had already arrived at the highest hall on the top of the mountain.

He changed into a black robe with gold patterns.

On the forehead, a golden crack is slowly opening.

As if he heard a distant call, the old Taoist priest with shaved hair and beard opened his golden eyes and smiled slightly: "If your wife is dead, there is no need for Taoist sects to exist in this world."