Chapter 481 Autumn Water Sword Version 4.0

On a full moon night, on top of the cliff.

One man and one deer, with boundless magical powers.

…

Next to a brand new blacksmith's table, the fire in the furnace was burning fiercely. The Qiu Shui Sword had melted and turned into a pool of fiery red iron slurry.

The big stupid deer swung the hammer, clanging and hammering the various gold essences, black gold, cold iron, etc. that Ning Daoran had bought with a lot of money. Every hammer was full of roundness and harmony. At this time, the big stupid deer's iron-forging appearance had the demeanor of a master! "Huh~~~"

Ning Daoran sat on the cliff and began to refine the essence of the Bailong River.

He had been planning this for thirty years. At this moment, with just a thought, the luck of the entire river was activated one by one. Under the moonlight, densely packed deep blue particles continued to rise and gather from the river. These were the essence of the river, which was the foundation nurtured by the Bailong River for many years.

"Old deer, speed up!"

“Ahhh~~~”

Not long after, Dabenlu finished hammering and purifying a pile of minerals, and began to merge them with the original iron slurry of the Qiu Shui Sword. After it solidified, it was hammered and purified again, and this process was repeated.

About two hours later.

It's late at night.

Ning Daoran took a deep breath. At this time, the task of refining the river water essence was completed. He held a dark blue ball in his hand and said, "Old Deer, refine this river water essence into me."

“Ahhh!!!”

The big stupid deer opened its mouth and sucked a large amount of river water essence into its stomach.

"Fuck..."

Ning Daoran was speechless: "Don't get food poisoning..."

“Ahhh~~”

The big stupid deer said there was no problem at all.

So he continued hammering and pounding, and every once in a while he would "puff" a mouthful of river water essence onto the red-hot iron block, repeatedly tempering the river water essence into it bit by bit.

Soon, the lump of iron turned dark blue.

“…”

Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling extremely satisfied. After being tempered by a river of essence, the color of this piece of iron was really similar to the color of the "Autumn Water Sword 1.0" version that Han Bing had given him!

However, the levels are different. That sword is only a first-class magic weapon, while the sword in front of him is at least a third-class magic weapon, and it may even be a spiritual treasure! One man and one deer forged the sword overnight.

At the foot of the cliff, Xiaobai, Xiaoheizi, Xu Zhongyao and others did not disturb them, but just watched from afar.

"Sister Bai..."

Xu Zhongyao frowned and asked, "Master... Master, what is he casting?"

"Autumn Water Sword."

Xiao Bai Liwo smiled lightly and said, "When your master was still a small figure in the Qi Refining Stage, one of his junior sisters gave him a magic weapon. The meaning of this sword is very important to your master."

"I see……"

Xu Zhongyao pursed her red lips and said, "Master... he is such a nice person..."

"That's natural."

Xiao Bai said: "Your master is a very nostalgic person. Such people are extremely rare in the world of immortal cultivation."

"Sister Bai."

Xu Zhongyao asked again: "I heard that Master came to Bailong River just to forge this sword. If the sword is forged, will Master leave this place?"

"Exactly."

Xiao Bai said, "Your master and your uncle Lu's dream has always been to travel around the world and experience all the wonderful things in the world of immortal cultivation. Once the sword is forged, they will naturally not stay in Bailong River for too long. Besides, he almost wiped out the entire Wuzhou Demon Sect by himself and offended too many people. Leaving now is the best choice."

"Then I..."

Xu Zhongyao hesitated to speak.

"fine."

Xiao Bai smiled meaningfully: "Where there is reunion, there will be separation. Your master is very good to you. He will definitely arrange everything for you before he leaves. Don't worry."

"yes……"

Xu Zhongyao originally wanted to say that she was willing to follow her master and be a little maid, but she found it difficult to say it. She was very clear about some truths.

At the beginning, Ning Daoran accepted her as his disciple, but only as a nominal disciple, which meant that Ning Daoran was destined not to keep her by his side forever.

Besides, Xu Zhongyao had also seen the methods used by Dabenlu, Xiaobai, Xiaoheizi and others, so she naturally knew her own limitations. With her own abilities, she was not qualified to stay with Ning Daoran, and would only be a burden if she did.

"Master is such a nice guy..."

Xu Zhongyao pursed her red lips and smiled: "Even if I separate from Master in the future, I will pray for him. I hope Master will be safe and happy. That's all."

But at this moment, the voices of Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were heard from the cliff.

"Old Deer, are you able to do this? Why can't the sword be formed in the end?"

“Ahhhh~~~”

The big stupid deer said, "I don't know either, it's none of my business."

"Is there something wrong?"

Ning Daoran suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I know. We are still missing an item to sacrifice to the sword. Come on, Jiang Shangyue, it's you. Be my sword spirit. This is your destiny!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and summoned a trace of magic power, and immediately Jiang Shangyue's body was lifted up in the air.

Although Jiang Shangyue was already dead at this time, Ning Daoran had left a bloody mark on his body, and his three souls and seven spirits were completely sealed in his body, unable to escape for a while.

"Old Deer, do you know how to sacrifice the sword with your flesh, blood and soul?"

“Ahhh~~”

The big stupid deer yelled, indicating that he didn't know.

"Fuck, let's give it a try. When I watched Chinese Paladin 3, Long Kui sacrificed her brother's sword like this!"

Ning Daoran waved his hand and threw Jiang Shangyue's body directly into the furnace, and flames suddenly broke out.

“…”

When Xiao Bai saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched and he said, "Indeed, your master is a very good person..."

Xu Zhongyao was also speechless.

…

"Boom~~~"

On the cliff, the light from the furnace was shining.

Jiang Shangyue's body quickly disappeared in the furnace, her blood, flesh and essence merged into the sword body, and a complete soul emerged, which was exactly her appearance.

"Why...why do this to me?"

Her face was filled with tears: "Master, I am your disciple Jiang Shangyue... Why are you so cruel to me?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Stop talking nonsense."

Ning Daoran folded his arms and stood in the wind: "Becoming Master's sword spirit is the blessing you deserve. Go in quickly, don't force me to do it myself. Don't worry, after you enter, the memory of your soul will be erased, and you will feel comfortable."

Jiang Shangyue looked at the burning red sword blade. How the hell could this be comfortable?!

However, she still walked into the sword blade with tears in her eyes and turned into a sword soul in the sword.

In the furnace, the sword blade that had been taking shape for a long time finally took shape!

"Old Deer, it's the last moment!"

“Ahhh~~~”

The big stupid deer took the sword blade out of the furnace with his ruthless iron hands, and then continued to hammer it, constantly shaping the new sword. Of course, the shape had already been designed, and it was exactly the same as the 1.0 version of the Autumn Water Sword.

On the cliff, a man and a deer were passionately forging swords.

Ning Daoran was responsible for waving the flag and cheering for the big stupid deer.

The big dumb deer was shirtless, swinging the hammer again and again, sweating profusely, but full of passion! And in the sword...

Jiang Shangyue's soul was hit by hammer after hammer, and she let out wailing sounds. This process was extremely painful for her. Every blow from the big stupid deer was tempering her soul, tempering away the hostility and hatred in Jiang Shangyue's soul, and constantly forging her solid character. But this process was destined to be painful, so much so that Jiang Shangyue's voice on the cliff never stopped.

“Ah…ah…ah…”

"It hurts, please don't...ah..."

“Ah… ah…”

“Oh… Uh-huh…”

…

When it's almost dawn.

On the blacksmithing platform, the big stupid deer was still sweating profusely.

Jiang Shangyue's voice became weaker and weaker, and the frequency of Dabenlu swinging the hammer became lower and lower. After a long while, the sword was almost shaped, and only the final quenching was left.

“Almost done!”

On the side, Ning Daoran folded his arms, his eyes full of excitement.

“Ahhh~~”

The big stupid deer shouted loudly, indicating that the quality seemed to be quite good and that the night's work was not in vain.

"The final quenching begins!"

Ning Daoran raised his hand and offered a stream of water, which was water taken from the Emerald Spirit Spring. If this water was used to quench fire...

Maybe it can increase the chance of getting a top-quality one? The big stupid deer was ruthless again. He grabbed the fully formed flaming red sword and threw it into the water.

“Sizzle~~~”

Steam rises, the final quenching is completed, and the treasure is finally born!

“Shua——”

A ray of blood-red light burst out from the [Autumn Water Sword 4.0] and pierced the sky. Thunder rumbled between heaven and earth. The birth of such a treasure is extremely rare! "It's done!"

Ning Daoran was extremely excited. He held the Autumn Water Sword in his hand, his heart filled with joy.

Fourth-level low-grade spiritual treasure!

Although it was only of low grade, Ning Daoran was extremely satisfied. Magic sword-like treasures were extremely rare. Even the ten thousand year old golden bamboo could only be used to refine magic weapons. However, Ning Daoran exchanged a river of essence and a sword soul for a low grade spiritual treasure. What else was there to be dissatisfied with?

Besides, the magic sword of the lower-grade spiritual treasure is really not low.

The most powerful treasure of Lin Tiannan, a great cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, is the lower-grade magic weapon, the Golden Luan Sword. Moreover, the spiritual energy fluctuations of Ning Daoran's Autumn Water Sword are only stronger than the Golden Luan Sword, so there is no need to worry about bicycles. This Autumn Water Sword is enough to bring him to the Spiritual Transformation Stage! ...

Next, Ning Daoran decided to go into seclusion for a few days, refine the Autumn Water Sword, and then leave.

After a few days, the refining was completed.

The Autumn Water Sword became one of Ning Daoran's natal objects, and he couldn't let it go.

The streamline of the sword is extremely elegant, exactly the same as the one given by the junior sister. The Autumn Water Sword was probably made by a well-known craftsman who was very knowledgeable about the shape, so it looks so good. There are lines of osmanthus carved on the sword body, which gives it a sense of simplicity.

Moreover, this is a spiritual treasure that possesses a sword spirit!

“Swish!”

With a thought, the Autumn Water Sword rushed out from the center of his brows and stretched across the front. Ning Daoran raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, saying, "So, Fairy Mu Yue, what's going on now?"

"Master, just call me Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue feels very comfortable now!"

The sound coming from the sword was already extremely obedient.

(End of this chapter)