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Chapter 283 The Cost of Transformation

In the non-stop forging, the sword quickly took shape.

Fang Mu's style is plain and unpretentious, which is reflected in this sword, that is, it has no sword pavilion and no sword head at all.

Looking at it as a whole, it looks like a long flat stick, giving people a rather weird feeling.

However, Fang Mu obviously didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his sword.

As the sword embryo gradually took shape, Fang Mu's eyes became more and more eager, and the frequency of forging became higher and higher.

In fact, according to the normal sword casting process, the sword embryo has already been formed so far, and the blade needs to be finely polished.

But Fang Mu obviously wouldn't follow the normal process.

He still slapped the blade of the sword up and down, vowing to slap out the blade all at once.

For ordinary people, doing this is simply a fantasy, but for Fang Mu, this is just the most basic energy control.

With the echo of clear and crisp voices, wisps of fiery and sharp aura emanated from the sword body, where the fiery aura passed, the blade became sharper visible to the naked eye.

After a long time, Fang Mu stopped patting.

At this time, the sword was fully formed.

Its blade is straight, even sharper than a finely polished Excalibur.

Fang Mu shook the two sword flowers with the hilt, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad!"

In fact, the quality of this newly forged divine sword is still somewhat different from Fang Mu's original expectations.

But after a failed sword casting, Fang Mu was barely satisfied with getting such a divine sword.

when!
He flicked lightly, and a sword intent that wasn't particularly pure but extremely fierce spread out.

The quality of this divine sword has reached a limit.

Although the aura among them is far from being comparable to that of his godson, it is quite enough as a divine sword.

Most importantly, it is a normal Excalibur.

"Not bad……"

The little guy next to him seemed to feel Fang Mu's mood, and a smile appeared on his timid little face.

He jogged over, hugged Fang Mu's thigh, and said softly, "Daddy!"

Hearing this voice again, Fang Mu's mood calmed down a lot.

He pinched the little guy's head and lifted it up.

The little guy wasn't afraid this time, his disproportionately big eyes blinked and looked at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "You have just been cast and immediately transformed into a shape, full of aura, from now on you will be called Fang Lingyun."

Fang Lingyun's big eyes blinked a few times, and muttered: "Lingyun, Dad!"

Fang Mu: "..."

Although this newly born little guy is full of spirituality, his IQ does not seem to be particularly high.

Fang Mu sighed lightly, and held the little guy's head in his hands.

Fang Lingyun's facial features were squeezed together again.

But he seemed to enjoy this process very much, his two little hands kept interacting with Fang Mu, and even his two fleshy calves would kick up and down from time to time.

With a casual move, Fang Mu collected the ball of golden water that was spilled on the ground.

These golden waters are the impurities that Fang Lingyun sifted out when casting the sword, and there is no trace of spirituality in it.

But in any case, this thing is made by melting the divine sword, and now it has absorbed the flames of the stars, so it can be regarded as a rare treasure.

After putting it in the storage ring casually, Fang Mu turned into a streamer and flew in the direction where Zao Xuan was.

At this time, the surrounding stars and flames had already spread to within tens of miles around Zaoxuan's body.

Although Zao Xuan tried his best to resist, the surrounding temperature was still slowly rising.

Just when he was hesitating whether to retreat further, a sword light lit up, dispelling the surrounding flames.

Zaoxuan hurriedly looked in the direction where the sword light was coming from, and sure enough, he found Fang Mu's figure.

His eyes lit up and he said, "Your sword...Huh?"

Just as he was halfway through his words, he saw Fang Lingyun being held in Fang Mu's hand.

Fang Mu was alone when he went, but when he came back, he had an extra child.

This made Zao Xuan stunned.

Just when he was in a daze, Fang Lingyun suddenly broke free from Fang Mu's big hand, and floated directly to Zaoxuan's side.

"elder brother!"

Zao Xuan was taken aback for a moment.

He looked at Fang Mu, then at the little guy in front of him, and said with a look of astonishment: "He..."

Before he could ask the doubts in his heart, Fang Mu said with a smile: "He is my son!"

Zao Xuan: "???"

It never occurred to him that Fang Mu took a trip to the surface of the stars and brought back a son.

Just when he was covered in circles, Fang Lingyun rode directly on his shoulders.

The little guy grabbed Zao Xuan's hair with one hand, while pointing at Fang Mudao with the other hand, he said in a milky voice:
"Brother, this is Dad!"

Zao Xuan: "..."

Zao Xuan, who just came back to his senses, was suddenly in a mess again.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, pointing to the little guy riding on his shoulders and asking, "Is... the divine sword you just forged?"

At this time, Zao Xuan had already seen through Fang Lingyun's heels.

But he had never seen such a thing that the divine sword immediately transformed after it was cast, so he asked this question.

Fang Mu nodded and said: "A little accident happened when casting the sword, which made me change my previous plan.

then……"

He roughly talked about the process of Fang Lingyun's transformation, and then asked:
"Before this little guy took shape, his sword intent was very sharp.

Why is it so much weaker after taking shape? "

Zao Xuan was still digesting what Fang Mu had just said.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slowly and said, "This kind of thing is actually quite normal.

Before the Shapeshifting, we were just a sword, all for the kill.

In that state, the sword intent is naturally the strongest.

After shapeshifting we are living beings.

In this process, our power form will undergo a transformation, from pure sword intent to spiritual intelligence, potential and other characteristics possessed by living beings.

So from the point of view of the sword intent alone, the combat power of the Excalibur will indeed be weaker after it takes shape. "

Fang Mu said thoughtfully: "The cost of transforming a spiritual thing is so high..."

Zao Xuan nodded and said: "That's natural.

Although there is spirituality in Excalibur, it is still not easy to become a living being.

It is also because of this that when the lineage of cultivating immortals is refining weapons, it will suppress the spiritual wisdom of the creatures themselves.

But for us, shapeshifting is instinct.

After the transformation, although we temporarily lost our previous combat power, we gained a new life and a wider world.

If the opportunity is right, it won't take long for us to restore our previous combat power. "

"How long will it take?"

Fang Mu glanced at Zaoxuan, and questioned: "But you seem to have been decadent in the Canglang Realm for thousands of years before you regained the state of detachment."

Zao Xuan, who was still a little excited just now, suddenly didn't want to talk.

He said with a speechless face: "My situation is quite special, so I can't generalize it.

And even if I didn't return to the Transcendence Realm at that time, I still had combat power comparable to the Transcendence Realm. "

"Oh……"

(End of this chapter)