gate of eternity

"Master, do you know why the imperial capital closed the city?" Zhao Yun took another piece of black iron, wrapped it with lightning, and operated it like a tiger.

"It's highly confidential, it's better not to inquire about it." Ouyang Laodao said deeply.

In fact, he didn't know either.

Not to mention him, even the deputy head teacher of Tianzong has no right to know, everything is done by the Emperor Yingwei, and he only obeys the emperor's orders. If you want to enter the imperial capital, you need a special pass. Eligible to come and go at will.

At some point, the two stood opposite each other.

The essence has been refined, and the weight has been adjusted.

The next step is fusion casting, Zhao Yun is in charge of fusion, and Ouyang Lao Dao is in charge of building. It is the shape of the sword tempered by Tianlei. It is indeed a golden knife, shining brightly. When the prototype comes out, you can hear the buzzing of the knife. Moreover, there is an ancient rune on the body of the knife, which is innate and engraved on it the day after tomorrow. There is an essential difference between the two, and their power is also different.

Zhao Yun watched silently.

Although his attainments in weapon refining are not low, compared with Ouyang Laodao, there is still a big gap. The spirit of the peak level of Dizang is higher than that of Xuanyang level martial soul, and his cultivation is a good thing. Forging weapons is also good Bonus, at least Ouyang Laodao is better than him in the technical work of carving weapons and carving jade.

You know, he has practiced Longyuan for several months?

So far, there is still a bit of clumsiness. It is because his cultivation base is too low, which limits the power of the sky thunder. It is very laborious to refine high-level weapons. If Ouyang Laodao also has a martial soul, then this old man will be much easier to refine weapons , as long as there are enough materials, peerless magic weapons will be produced in the sky.

"Don't be distracted." Ouyang old man said in a deep voice.

Zhao Yun hurriedly regained his composure and tried his best to control the thunder and lightning.

And Ou Lao's thunder has turned into a hammer, and it is clanging. The bright light on the knife body is all golden. He doesn't know whether it is powerful or not, but it is sure to be dazzling.

"So that's how it is." Zhao Yun also confided in such a sentence.

The two thunders cast a soldier together, and the two thunders borrowed Lei Wei.

Look at the unformed body of the knife, there are already two waves of thunder lingering. No wonder Ouyang Lao Daoist is so rich, he is willing to let him take a piece of black iron and black steel at will in the underground palace. Borrowing the thunder breath of his sky thunder, with the blessing of two kinds of thunder breath, it is no wonder that the power of this knife is not strong.

"Add another breath of fire, and the power will be even stronger." Zhao Yun suddenly said.

"Tianhuo is so easy to find." Old Ouyang sighed.

"Master Danxuan doesn't have a sky fire?"

"Don't mention that old thing."

"Too much anger hurts the body." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

I forgot that Danxuan had a feud with Ouyang Laodao, um, that is, the legendary rival in love.

Ziyan told him about this in private.

This is the reason why Danxuan didn't ask Ouyang old Taoist for help when he was refining the Zijin Furnace that day.

Chapter 434 Refining the Soul

Refining Pavilion.

Time, a minute and a second passed.

Huang Xie had sneaked into the inner hall several times, his face was more ugly each time, he kicked the door a lot to go in, and wanted to ask the master, I was a little short of thunder and lightning, and I couldn't compare to Ji Hen in any way.

Seriously asking this question, Ou Laodao's response should be more to the point: Apart from being more attractive than Ji Hen, you really have no advantages compared to him. The bed is cooler, go to bed early!

"But I can still hold on." In the underground palace, Ouyang Lao Dao took a sip of wine.

"It's okay." Zhao Yun wiped off his sweat, and his face turned pale. Old Daoist Ouyang was polishing the golden knife. His task has become to maintain the body of the knife. Thunder and lightning can't be pulled, but it must be controlled well.

This knife, such a practice, can't be done by one person.

As for him, he should be an exception, he can try to practice like this in the Ksitigarbha Realm.

"It's good to have a martial spirit!" Ouyang Lao Dao sighed again.

If Huang Xie were to do this job, I don't know how many times he would faint.

Therefore, it is most suitable to find Ji Hen. This kid is not only able to fight and resist, but also has great stamina. The most important thing is the refining technique, which is so strong that he is shocked. You know, this guy is at the Xuanyang state!If you go to the Ksitigarbha Realm, no one will be able to take him down with the same level of refining equipment.

Gudong!

Zhao Yun started pouring the psychic liquid, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

pound!when!

Old Daoist Ouyang was still holding the thunder hammer, hitting it again and again.

The so-called hard work is like this.

Ouyang Lao Dao has hammered more than a thousand times since he sharpened the knife body. It is nothing to hammer only a thousand times. You have to control the strength and the intensity of the lightning. If a hammer is not good enough, the knife body will be cracked. This is a technical job, and it is also a countless number of tempering attempts.

Human energy is limited.

As a refiner, he is doomed to neglect martial arts.

Talented evildoers like Zhao Yun, who also practice weapon training are also very difficult. It should be a very correct choice to give up alchemy before. Too much time is allocated to martial arts, and I am afraid that none of them will be able to cultivate to the peak. Everything has to be done according to its ability. There is still a reason for Luna to say that you can't chew too much.

Night falls quietly.

This night was a great torment for Zhao Yun and Ouyang Laodao.

This kind of suffering comes from mental exhaustion.

As for Zhao Yun, he was exhausted from his martial spirit. When it reached a certain limit, the pain became more and more painful, his head was still a little dizzy, and there were quite a lot of blood in his eyes.

"Eat him."

Old Daoist Ouyang flicked his hand, and a purple pill flew out.

Zhao Yun took it casually, recognized the pill as the Sanwen Soul Pill, and focused on replenishing his spirit.

Naturally, it can also be used to nourish the martial soul.

Swallowing it in the mouth, I suddenly felt a sense of coolness, and the tired Wuhun felt much more comfortable.

Old Daoist Ouyang also stuffed one, and the thunderbolt hammer hit it harder, "If you can't hold it, just say it."

"It's okay." Zhao Yun said, and stood firm again.

Refining equipment is like refining alchemy, and it is most taboo to give up halfway.

If you stop at this moment, the golden knife may not crack or explode, but its grade will be greatly reduced. As a refiner, Ouyang knows it well, so he naturally understands it. It's hard to find, so don't waste it, if you want to practice, practice to the best.

Old Taoist Ouyang smiled gently and said nothing.

Next, there is no room for distraction.

Although it was a cooperative refining tool, the pressure he was under was far stronger than that of Zhao Yun. Every time the hammer hit, his spirit would hurt a little. Although it was a golden knife, it was no different from hitting him mentally.

Well!

For a moment, Zhao Yun let out a muffled snort.

It would be a lie to say there is no pressure.

Every time Ouyang Lao Dao smashed it, his martial spirit would be shaken.

Thanks to Wuhun, if he was still at the spiritual level, he would have been shocked to death long ago.

The realm of cultivation is not enough, and time is needed to make up for it.

For example, his Long Yuan traded time for energy and used a lot of time to polish to make up for his innate deficiencies. If Long Yuan was also done in one go, he would be stronger and more domineering than he is now.

After snorting, he activated the Soul Cleansing and Yihun Jing.

While refining the weapon, forge the soul.

Even if there is no thunder and lightning, the martial soul can still be trained, but the effect is much weaker. The martial soul is shaken again and again by Ouyang Laodao's lightning hammer. Soul Yi Soul Sutra complements each other.

"Can you still train your martial soul?"

Old Daoist Ouyang was shocked again, shocked by Zhao Yun's soul forging secret technique, and also shocked by Zhao Yun's qualifications.

What about this refiner?Can you do two things at once?

"Can you aim at it before hitting it?" Zhao Yun bared his teeth.

Just a moment before, a thunderbolt from Ouyang Lao Dao hit him on the foot.

The old man Ouyang laughed dryly and hurriedly regained his composure.

pound!when!

The clanging sound in the underground palace is slow and rhythmic.

The panting sound in the underground palace was also exceptionally clear. Those who didn't know it thought it was that?

hum!

It wasn't until night fell that the buzzing of a knife was heard.

It's done, the golden knife is done, the bright light of the knife illuminates the underground palace resplendent and resplendent.

Zhao Yun's legs and feet were weak, and he sat there.

After refining a knife for three days, his face was as white as paper, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"it is good."

Old Daoist Ouyang staggered, holding the golden knife in his hand, and applauded loudly.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath before looking up.

The golden knife is really dazzling, the pattern on it is quite strange, it looks like a dragon, it seems to be alive, and you can faintly hear the dragon chant, this is caused by the refining material, other than that, it is the knife body, which can be called the knife spirit Shooting, buzzing, coupled with two waves of thunder lingering, the thunder and lightning tearing apart, it is bluffing to look at, let alone its power, if it is chopped down with a knife, few people may be able to sustain it.

puff!

Ouyang Laodao took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the knife body.

The golden knife buzzed, and the cold light of the knife suddenly appeared, and it was ignited into a knife by the hot air.

"Good knife." Old Ouyang laughed again.

Since he refined weapons, he has produced many good weapons, such as this one should be the pinnacle.

In a sense, he didn't do it alone.

Without Ji Hen's help, he wouldn't be able to make such a grade.

"Forged by Tianlei, it is named Tianlei."

"Come."

Old Taoist Ouyang smiled and threw the golden knife over.

Since it was completed by the two of them, Ji Hen had to appreciate their masterpiece.

Just when Zhao Yun got up, he took it casually.

However, he underestimated the weight of the golden knife, just stood up, but was smashed and sat there again.

"A good knife." Zhao Yun checked it over and over again, and it was indeed a generally fierce weapon.

"Compared to your sword, it's worse." Old man Ouyang said with a smile.

Zhao Yun did not deny this.

His Dragon Yuan is made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, so there is a gap in the material, plus it is polished by thunder and lightning all day long, as well as the tempering of the Purple Tears Soldier Crystal and the blessing of the Dunjia Tianzi, ordinary weapons are incomparable.

After watching for a long time, he returned the knife.

After finishing the work, he clutched his old waist and went to get the baby.

The so-called treasure is that piece of Nine Suns Black Iron, which has long been favored.

"You boy, you are not stupid!"

Ouyang Lao Dao felt a pain in his flesh, and for a long time, he was reluctant to use it.

Zhao Yun didn't care about this and that, he took it and stuffed it into the magic ring, we must keep our word.

"See you."

Zhao Yun chuckled, waved his hands and slipped out of the underground palace, fearing that the old man would regret it.

In fact, old Taoist Ouyang really regretted it, and he was holding his chest and whimpering?

Chapter 435 Imperial City

When Zhao Yun returned to Purple Bamboo Peak, the smell of food was already overflowing.