Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 125 125. One Sword, One Sword, One River
The faint blue Xiao Nanming Lihuo swayed for a while, and sent a message for peace, but because of lack of wisdom, it was very difficult.After sending it dozens of times, the meaning was conveyed intermittently.

"Wish-will-cooperate"

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Chu Feng's tense expression relaxed. The moment he turned around, with a wave of his hand, brown meteorites from the sky, black Jiutian Xuantie, and white floating fairy mountain rocks flew over and entered the small Bagua furnace one after another.

Xiao Nanming Lihuo, who was subdued for the time being, very cooperatively peeled off the impurities on the stone.Dots of faint blue sparks flickered, and the seemingly ordinary stones and iron blocks either became crystal clear, or turned red like a fire.The strange beauty makes people intoxicated.

Soon, when it came to the critical moment of engraving the formation, Chu Feng stared at Xiao Nanming Lihuo for a while, seeing that the opponent was still calm, he sank his mind.In one day and one night, different and complicated formations were carved out by Chu Feng's hands, and in the evening, it was only a matter of flying the formations to complete the success.

"Zheng..."

There was a clanging sound from the small gossip furnace surrounded by purple air, and many faint blue sparks splashed out.The Feijian that has been formed is already restless in the small gossip furnace.

Chu Feng, who was agitated by this sudden change, trembled his hands and almost gave up all his previous efforts.

"Nanming Lihuo, hold her steady"

Chu Feng shouted loudly, and accelerated the speed of engraving the flying formation.

Xiao Nanming Lihuo, who was originally sickly, released terrifying flames from the bottom of the small gossip furnace like a dragon going out to sea, suppressing the restless flying sword.

Everything returned to calm, and there was no sound in the huge Innate Spiritual Root Garden except for a busy Taoist priest.

When the willows were on the top of the moon, Hu Erniang and Xifu appeared at the gate of the Xiantian Spiritual Root Garden one after another. They seemed to have something to do. Seeing that Chu Feng was busy, they stood for a while and then left.

In the middle of the night, there was a light rain. Due to the extremely high temperature near the small gossip stove, the dripping rain turned into a misty mist. Chu Feng and the small gossip stove were hidden in it, and only an outline could be seen from the outside.

As time passed, the night became darker and everything was quiet, when suddenly, a cyan flying sword burst out through the fog, with unrivaled momentum, broke through the night, and went straight to the sky.

"Where to go!"

With a tired face, Chu Feng rushed out of the mist, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and chased after him.

As far as the clouds, Feijian, relying on the flying formation, took the lead, and Chu Feng chased after him. The large clouds were smashed and turned into clouds, and the scene was spectacular.

At dawn, Chu Feng came to a desert in the northwest.

In the middle of the endless yellow Gobi Desert, a four-foot long blue sword was inserted quietly.

In order not to disturb her, Chu Feng stood still at a relatively long distance, took out the wish power bottle, and threw out thousands of swords and paper figurines.Distributed in the clouds with Yujian.

Sensing the danger, Fei Jian suddenly soared into the sky.But it was still a step too late, and was smashed down by a mass of flying swords and paper figurines.

"good chance"

Chu Feng flew over quickly and grabbed the flying sword.

"Zheng..."

Feijian trembled violently.

Seeing this, Chu Feng bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on it.

The effect is very obvious, but within a breath, Feijian calmed down, and her unpretentious appearance made people mistake her for an ordinary long sword.

"Oops, I forgot one thing!"

Chu Feng threw the flying sword into the air, and then stepped on it.

The flying sword became the size of a boat at a speed visible to the naked eye, trembled, and flew into the sky, much faster than Xiangyun before.

Chu Feng still felt that it was slow, and he kept inputting spiritual energy.

Feijian's forward speed doubled all of a sudden, and it didn't take long before he arrived at Lei Zeqian in the northwest corner of Xianshan Mountain.

"Go in"

Chu Feng directly threw the flying sword into it.

The next scene made Chu Feng's face darken. Flying Sword, who already had spirituality, was very afraid of thunder and lightning, and relied on his speed to dodge around in Lei Ze.Occasionally, when it was hit by lightning, it would continue to clank.

"Without the baptism of lightning, you are just an ordinary flying sword!"

Chu Feng shouted at Lei Zeli's flying sword.

But it's useless, scared or scared.It didn't take long for the flying sword to fly back. Except for a few black marks on the end of the blade that were struck by lightning, everything else was the same as before.

"Waste Sword"

Disappointed, Chu Feng kicked Feijian deep into Lei Ze.

Back in the Xiantian Spiritual Root Garden, in front of the small Bagua furnace, Chu Feng made a move, and the sky meteorite, the Nine Heavens Black Iron, and the strange stones from the floating fairy mountain flew over and automatically entered the small Bagua furnace.

"Nanming Lihuo, Pindao is going to imitate the Tiger Soul Knife this time"

The silent Xiao Nanming rose from the fire, constantly peeling off the impurities on the stone.

Chu Feng closed his eyes, and when it was almost done, he began to describe the formations bit by bit. Because the number and complexity of the formations were far higher than those of Feijian, Chu Feng experienced many failures before he mastered all the formations. .This process took Chu Feng nearly ten days.

One morning, standing in front of the small gossip furnace, Chu Feng kept drawing with both hands, and a golden pattern resembling a chessboard appeared.

"seal"

A golden textured pattern resembling a chessboard flew into the small gossip furnace.

Not long after, a brand new long knife flew out. The blade was black and seemed to have no edge or edge;The head of the knife is in the shape of a moon and a half arc like the Northeast Broadsword; the back of the knife is flat and thick with a slightly wavy tooth pattern, and the blade is smooth as usual; the blade is eight feet six inches long, and the handle is fifteen inches long.

"A good knife, I wonder if it can become a peerless murderous knife after it is opened?"

Chu Feng admired his masterpiece for a while, waved his hand, and a drop of blood fell on it.

Unlike the flying sword before, the long knife fused with blood was dead silent.

"I hope you won't disappoint Pindao!"

Chu Feng caressed the blade, stepped out, his figure switched between reality and illusion, and appeared outside Lei Ze not long after.

"Go in"

Chu Feng threw the long knife in directly.

The next scene made Chu Feng quite gratified. The magic weapon he spent a lot of effort to build was not afraid of thunder and lightning at all.

A day and a night passed, the long knife was tempered successfully, and it galloped out.

Overworked, Chu Feng, who seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, suddenly sensed the attack of a prehistoric beast carrying the power of destroying heaven and earth. He opened his eyes quickly, but only saw a plain long knife lying in front of him.

Is it hallucination?Chu Feng stretched out his hand and held the long knife in his hand.

"From today onwards, you will be called Tulongdao!"

The long knife trembled slightly as a response.

Chu Feng smiled and was about to leave.

There were continuous explosions in the depths of Lei Ze, the power of thunder and lightning surged, and a bland long sword galloped out, wrapped in a cold breath.

The smile on Chu Feng's face became wider.

"From now on, you will be Yitianjian!"

　The second update, yesterday's make up

　　
　
(End of this chapter)