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Chapter 65 Blood Refining Method

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    After teleporting three times, the color of the flying sword has turned into light green. Whether it is the light emitted or the sound of the sword, it can be clearly seen that it is in an extremely weak state.

    Not long after, the flying sword, which had not been teleporting, was forced back by two golden lights. Wang Lin's eyes froze, and he opened his mouth again to spit out a breath of spiritual energy. The flying sword could not dodge, and was immediately wrapped in the spiritual energy. Two golden lights.  They were hovering outside the aura like two dragons. Once they found that the flying sword wanted to rush out, they immediately approached, forcing the flying sword to never escape.

    As time passed, Feijian¡¯s struggling movements not only did not ease, but became more and more violent. The spiritual energy surrounding it slowly dissipated. Wang Lin gritted his teeth, spit out another breath of spiritual energy, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and continued to practice.

    The night passed quietly, and the flying sword finally showed some signs of calming down. Wang Lin's face turned pale. During this night, he had spit out dozens of mouthfuls of spiritual energy.

    Even with his fifteenth-level Qi Condensation Stage cultivation and the help of the spiritual energy liquid, he felt physically and mentally exhausted and could barely hold on.

    The early morning sunlight drifted in through the window. Wang Lin's sacrifice was still continuing. The flying sword no longer struggled and stopped gently in mid-air. A trace of Wang Lin's spiritual energy slowly penetrated into the flying sword.

    At this moment, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed, and soon there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Hu's voice came from outside.

    "Wang Lin, do you want to go to the appliance store in Tengjia City with me?"

    Wang Lin took a deep breath and said loudly: "Zhang Hu, my practice is at a critical moment, you can go alone."

    Zhang Hu stood outside the door, startled, pondered a little, stopped talking, and sat cross-legged outside Wang Lin's room.

    Wang Lin ignored Zhang Hu and continued to sacrifice. Time passed little by little, and night fell again. He had drank the three gourds of spiritual weapon liquid, but the flying sword was still not finished.

    In desperation, Wang Lin had no choice but to ask Situ Nan for advice.

    "Boy, are you looking for me? Huh, I've been waiting for you. If you are willing to stay in seclusion for ten years and use a lot of spiritual energy liquid, you may be able to refine it. I'm not talking about the heaven-defying space, but in reality.  ." Situ Nan said calmly.

    "So long?" Wang Lin frowned.

    "Of course, this is an elixir, and it is of the highest quality. It should be a lunatic in the late stage of elixir formation. At the moment of erecting a baby, he ignored his own safety, and even failed in the erection, and used the ability to merge with the heaven and earth during the erection.  In an instant, it was made with a lot of effort. What a madman. I also wanted to do this back then, but I still didn¡¯t dare after thinking about it for a long time. It doesn¡¯t matter if you fail to conceive a baby, but it is the most dangerous during this period. One mistake will cause the collapse of your own consciousness.  , die without a burial place.

    Bai Zhan must have received help from the maker of the flying sword at that time, and then he sacrificed it into his own thing. If the old man's physical body is still there, he can naturally make it easily. Now, there is nothing I can dobut  " Situ Nan said slowly.

    Wang Lin has now figured out Situ Nan's temper and knows that this old guy likes to titillate people. He is not in a hurry and waits for the other party to say more.

    After a while, Situ Nan sighed and muttered: "Forget it, let me tell you, it is too time-consuming for you to use the normal sacrificial refining method for this thing. I will teach you a method called the blood refining technique. The advantage is that you can  You take this flying sword as your own, but the disadvantage is that once the flying sword is damaged, you will also be affected, and this kind of connection is several times more serious than if you use other methods to sacrifice."

    Wang Lin pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me how to use this blood refining method."

    Situ Nan just wanted to whet Wang Lin's appetite, but when he thought that this kid must be ignoring him, he simply told him the method, but in the end he made a request.

    "I haven't touched a woman for many years. You have to let me have fun no matter what, even if you just look at her!"

    Wang Lin was noncommittal and followed Situ Nan's method, holding a strange magic formula with his hands, biting the tip of his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist containing spiritual power, changing the magic formula with his right hand, and immediately drew a strange symbol in the air.

    As soon as the symbol was drawn, it immediately hit the blood mist. The blood mist rolled and shrank sharply into the symbol. Gradually, the blood color on the symbol became thicker. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he clapped his left hand in the air. Suddenly, the blood symbol was printed on  above the flying sword.

    The flying sword trembled, and a trace of white air immediately emerged.

    Wang Lin immediately spat out another mouthful of blood mist. His expression was slightly sluggish, but his eyes were firmer. With a move of his right hand, an even weirder symbol was drawn, which merged with the blood mist and hit the flying sword.

    This process lasted for several hours, until early in the morning on the third day, a sword cry came from Wang Lin's room, followed by an instantDissipated, Zhang Hu had been sitting cross-legged outside the room, and suddenly stood up.

    Wang Lin's door opened silently. Wang Lin smiled and said in a very happy mood, "Zhang Hu, thank you very much."

    Zhang Hu glanced at Wang Lin with a strange expression and said, "What kind of technique are you practicing? Why did I hear the sound of the sword just now?"

    Wang Lin opened his mouth, and a small green sword flew out immediately, bringing with it a deep chill. As soon as the sword came out, a bloody aura filled the surrounding area.

    Zhang Hu was startled and lost his voice: "This this is my master's flying sword? Did you refine it? Hey, how come there is such a strong smell of blood?"

    Wang Lin nodded, summoned his right hand, and the flying sword instantly returned to him and was swallowed into his mouth. Wang Lin was also quite annoyed with this bloody aura. Situ Nan only told him slowly after the blood refining was successful.  For him, any blood-refined magic weapon will exude a strong bloody aura, and as more people are killed in the future, the bloody aura will become even stronger.

    Zhang Hu stared blankly at the flying sword. After a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "Wang Lin, I am convinced. With this flying sword, no one can easily hurt you. The key point of this flying sword is to instantly  The teleportation distance will vary depending on the master's spiritual power, but when caught unexpectedly, it is definitely a weapon for killing people."

    The two chatted for a few more words, and Zhang Hu stood up to leave. Before leaving, he told Wang Lin that the trade fair at the beginning of the month would be in three days and asked him to prepare.

    After Zhang Hu left, Wang Lin took out the scabbard from the storage bag. Even Situ Nan was amazed by the scabbard. He didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was.

    Wang Lin previously thought that the scabbard and the flying sword should be one, but after refining the flying sword and taking a closer look, he discovered the difference between the two.

    This sword scabbard exudes a murderous aura in its simplicity. The closer he looks at it, the heavier the murderous intent becomes. Gradually, Wang Lin seems to be immersed in the scene. Except for a confused sword, there is nothing in his mind.  blank.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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