Chapter 644: There is no sun or moon in the sky, I will do it myself!
Zhao Changhe's consciousness began to weaken when he entered the sword.
The so-called lighting up the stars in the sky is not simply a matter of sending out sword energy. Sword Qi is just a form of expression and activation key. The essence is to infuse all the spirit and sword intention to communicate with the star base in the sword blank, find the corresponding star and light it up. This can be said to be a ridiculous amount of effort.
The more important the stars, such as the four images, the more mental energy it takes to communicate and light them up. When the four images were all lit up, Zhao Changhe almost collapsed.
But just four images are not enough. What if there are countless small stars? Their quantity is the greatest, so how can they already run out of strength?
With this strength, do you dare to claim the title of emperor?
Outside the forge, Zhao Changhe's eyes gradually turned bright red, which was a sign that his power had been pushed to the extreme. The entire underground secret room seemed to be filled with stars and galaxies pouring down. The violent force rushed everywhere, causing the fire to sway.
Sanniang’s eyes widened in shock.
Is he... trying to break through?
Breaking through the third level of secrets before the battle!
That's right... The prerequisite for him to break through the three secrets, the **** violence of the God Slaughter, has long been completed. What is lacking is just the precipitation and accumulation of power. Is the accumulation of these days enough? Double cultivation with Tang Wanzhuang and Xia Chichi? Or is reforging the dragon bird into a spirit also part of the improvement of spiritual practice?
Maybe it counts, but it’s not enough.
More importantly...
At the bottom of the Ancestral Temple, you can see the stars above and the rivers and mountains below... Sanniang looked carefully and saw thousands of dragon auras gathering on Zhao Changhe, faintly forming a dragon shape like Xia Chichi.
Of course, Zhao Changhe has dragon energy, and he once gave away all his dragon energy to Wu Zui without hesitation. However, after supporting Xia Chichi to ascend to the throne and becoming the final "prince" again, this dragon energy was condensed again. In the eyes of Tang Wanzhuang and others, Jun is actually him.
And he knows how to practice luck and faith, and knows how to use it. He even understands the meaning of this underground sky.
The Four Symbols believers outside were shocked to find that the aura that had begun to weaken in the ground had grown stronger again, as if there was a sky and a river and a mountain below, forming a complete small world. In this small world, the luck gathered, the mountains and rivers were integrated, and the sky The real dragon is the only one who can be sympathetic to people.
Powerful and surging power swept through the body, the power of mountains and rivers merged into the sea, merged into the Liuhe magic power, and activated the power of blood evil, spiraling and converging, straight into the sky.
“Boom!”
Zhao Changhe's body was surrounded by starlight scattered out in all directions and submerged into the sword blank.
One or two, endless stars shine inside the sword.
Zhao Changhe's third level secret treasure, the sky is filled with stars in the Night Emperor Sword, and the underground starry sky and the Milky Way are brilliant.
Sanniang’s eyes are heart-shaped, so handsome...
"Chichi." Zhao Changhe gasped slightly and suddenly spoke.
Shang Xiachi drifted in and whispered: "I'm here."
"Help your uncle, use the wood element to create a fire element and maintain the stability of the flame power."
"yes."
Xia Chichi subconsciously said "yes", but Sanniang didn't think it was inappropriate at all.
The power of the green dragon poured into the furnace fire, and the originally weak furnace fire burned brightly again.
Zhao Changhe's mind was once again immersed in the sword blank.
The stars in the sky are twinkling, already taking on the meaning of a real starry sky, and under the starry sky, the aura is so dense that the appearance of a spiritual body is about to take shape.
The birth of Sword Spirit.
If we continue on this path, we can finish it, but apart from the difference of starting with the Milky Way first and then the Four Symbols, it is still difficult to say that we are "walking in front of the Night Emperor". At most, it is a correction.
Just like in the dragon bird, using the power of the blood evil as a guide was his sword of Zhao Changhe, so how can it be considered his sword of Zhao Changhe now?
What are the key things that Ye Di fundamentally ignores?
In addition to small stars, there are also big ones...such as Qiyao, especially the sun that was once ignored by Emperor Ye and even Xia Longyuan.
If it is daytime, no one will ignore the sun. But at night, most people don't think about the sun in the sky. Even if they know that the sun has not disappeared, but has just reached the ground level, there is no sun in the sky at night anyway.
Is the sun one of the stars in the sky? At least modern people will tell them that this is undoubtedly a star... Can this be ignored?
If it can be said that the Night Emperor has broken through the original framework at the last moment, there is still a high probability that he has not considered the sun. There is no sun, so no wonder he can only call himself Emperor of Night, but cannot call himself Emperor of Heaven.
But for Zhao Changhe, who has been observing the sun close at hand for a month among the Spirit Clan, he will never forget what he has seen so many days and nights. Whether it is early morning or evening, there are sun, moon and stars in the sky together. hour.
But can the sun light up easily? Even the foundation for forging the sword blank may not include the sun. Do you want to light it up? Where to find it? Where can you light up things that don’t exist?
It didn’t exist originally, so add it!
Zhao Changhe reached into the ring and took out a leaf.
Yunyang leaves obtained by the Ling clan were used to make makeup and nourish the soul in the late Tang Dynasty.
The clouds surround the warm sun, warming and nourishing its spirit, which means both the flaming sun and the spiritual connotation.
Yunyang Ye was thrown into the sword base, making a "sizzling" sound and quickly disappearing. Its effectiveness was quickly absorbed by the sword base.
Zhao Changhe watched the process of absorbing the ingredients, and his thoughts moved slightly: "Dragon Bird."
"Owner."
“Know how to do it?”
The spirit of the sword was connected with its master. Of course Longque knew what Zhao Changhe was thinking at this moment, and he hesitated for the first time.
It is impossible to form the "sun" by relying solely on the Yunyang leaves. It is only shaped by the basic meaning, so that the things you form later will shape in the direction of the sun without becoming anything else.
The real way to form this is still the mold of “tempering the sword with one’s own body”. It's just that this has been recorded for a long time - there is no sun or moon in the sky, the king will do it himself!
Today, it is finally time to realize it.
The dragon bird suddenly swung itself and slashed towards Zhao Changhe's chest.
While Sanniang Xia was screaming in shock, an arrow of blood rushed straight into the fire, pouring on the sword blank, and the fire suddenly rose up, becoming more intense.
Zhao Changhe's face was pale, but his voice was very calm: "Suzaku."
Huangfuqing had already been by her side, watching silently, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."
"This is the flame of the Nanming Lihuo Suzaku. The point where the flame is the strongest is the point at the center of the tempered sword body, which means the scorching sun." Zhao Changhe said: "This is the sword of the Night Emperor. Shouldn't your lord not refuse? "
"It's also night under the scorching sun?" Zhuque wanted to ask this question in his heart, but looking at Zhao Changhe's blood-soaked look, he didn't ask the question after all, and just said: "Okay."
Tap lightly with your finger, and the heat at the core of the flame will gather at one point.
Within the sword blank, Zhao Changhe's spirit can be seen, and the evil spirit of his blood melts into the meaning of Yunyang Ye, forming a thick and melting blood-colored mist. The mist rises into the sky and hangs in the eastern sky, like a red circle. The sun has just risen from the horizon, and the stars and moon are still there.
It's just that the sun doesn't have the brilliance and warmth of the morning glow, it's a bit fierce and full of evil spirits.
That's not the sun, that's Zhao Changhe's blood.
It’s nothing more than tempering the sword with one’s body.
There is no sun or moon in the sky, I will do it myself!
“Boom!” The sky seemed to have a slight trembling feeling as if “the sacrifice was completed”. The sun, moon and stars shone together, becoming a stable sky.
A **** baby-like spirit body is holding its knees and hanging in the void, and the sword spirit is being born.
This is the real thing about being a father, even the blood is your own.
"Out of the furnace." Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand and the sword blank reached the forging platform, and the forging hammer hit the sword blade hard.
“Cang!”
In the void, the baby gradually stretched out its body, floated, and lay on the Milky Way, with its head resting on the scorching sun and its feet on the full moon.
The name of the sword gradually appeared on the sword: "Xinghe."
Xuanwu was ordered to conquer this mountain and river and forge it into a divine sword. The day when the sword is completed can be called the Milky Way.
Zhao Changhe raised his head. Sanniang Chi and Zhuque both stopped what they were doing and looked at him with complicated expressions.
Step out of the underground secret room and look outside to see the sun rising on the horizon, and the stars and moon are still there.
The power of the divine sword overflowed over the entire palace. Outside the entrance above the Imperial Ancestral Temple, there were densely packed crowds of Sixiang believers kneeling in silence. They tapped their foreheads on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads.
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