Chen Luo stopped at the gate of the courtyard and did not go in. Standing at this angle, he could just see the face of the man who was forging the sword.
Third brother’s grudge!
The man forging the sword inside was none other than the third brother I Qiuyuan in the external brain. When Chen Luo first obtained Qiuyuan's body, he had collected both the body and the sword. So when he saw this man, he recognized him at first sight.
"Why do we see hatred when we enter the legendary world in the great tomb?"
A hint of doubt flashed across Chen Luo's eyes.
Qiu Yuan was very powerful when he was alive. Chen Luo once saw a realm of his in his regret.
The state of tribulation!
This was a realm that Chen Luo had never encountered in his long journey in the upper realm. Even the turtle ancestor was still in the realm of returning to the void, and had not even touched the threshold of the unity of the Dao, let alone the realm of transcending the tribulation. However, such a powerful enemy died. No one knew how he died, and how his body ended up in the marginal area.
Squeak!
The red-forged blade was put into the water, producing a layer of white mist. The iron smell mixed with the scent of the fire spread to the outside of the yard.
“It’s still too blunt.”
Qiu Yuan looked at the iron knife in his hand, rolled the blade with his index finger, and talked to himself.
"Tell me, why is this happening?"
Qiu Yuan turned his head and looked at Chen Luo outside.
He had already noticed Chen Luo outside, but he had been concentrating on his work, so he didn't say anything.
"Because this knife has its limits."
Chen Luo looked at the face of Chou Yuan when he was young, pushed the door and walked in from outside.
He didn't know what the current state of the hatred was, whether it was a strange monster in the legendary world or a regret in memory. Brother Changqing's things were indeed weird. He just rubbed the edge of the futon and encountered such a weird thing. Or he was too relaxed before and underestimated the friendship of his brother.
"limit?"
Qiu Yuan looked at the iron knife in his hand. The blade was narrow and slightly curved, and the blade surface was shining coldly. At first glance, it was not bad, but from the perspective of a master refiner like Ouyang Lian, this knife was a bit inferior. The forging technique was rough, the strength was inconsistent, and even the forbidden pattern was not engraved. The chopping knives he made casually were better than this one.
"I don't think so."
Qiu Yuan put down the knife and pulled up the bellows again. Orange-red flames burst out from the furnace and began to forge the long knife again.
"I think the main reason this knife is dull is because of people."
Hatred immersed himself in his own world and began a new round of sword forging.
"Because I have limits, so does my knife. I don't have enough killing intent, so the knife is dull."
Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times.
One person forges the sword, and the other watches.
Repeat this process over and over again.
Qiu Yuan's refining technique was very crude, so crude that he did it at will, and the material was not some immortal gold or divine material, but just some ordinary iron that ordinary people could find. However, even such a casually refined ordinary sword, after being beaten by Qiu Yuan countless times, slowly gained a layer of inexplicable aura.
The aura was exactly the same as hatred, like an extension of his arm.
Spirituality!
There was a strange flash in Chen Luo's eyes. This knife actually transformed.
After thousands of trials and tribulations, one finally becomes a spirit.
Unfortunately, this spirituality extends from the body of the knife holder and is considered a part of the body. If the knife holder dies, the spirituality on the knife will also dissipate, and the knife will turn from a spiritual weapon into an ordinary knife again.
Chen Luo remembered that when he first saw Qiu Yuan's corpse, he was holding a knife in his hand. At that time, he thought he had picked up a fairy treasure, but after touching it later, he found that the knife in Qiu Yuan's corpse's hand was really just an ordinary knife.
Chen Luo had once wondered why a strong man of Qiu Yuan's level would hold an ordinary sword. Now he finally knew the reason.
Hiss.
Another burst of white smoke rose.
Hatred had picked up the knife and touched the blade with his hand for who knows how many times.
Unlike the countless failures before, this time the enemy's finger was cut by the blade, and a trickle of bright red blood flowed out of the wound and slid down the blade.
A feeling of cheering and joy rose in his heart.
He is not a weapon refiner, but he can forge swords!
"Now how about this knife?"
“Very sharp.”
Chen Luo said seriously.
This was the first time that Chen Luo understood his third brother’s hatred from an outsider’s perspective. He had a kind of persistence that other cultivators did not have.
His enemy is a saber cultivator, and like his sword cultivator, they are both extreme cultivators.
With one strike of the sword, life and death are ended.
“Not even close.”
Qiu Yuan grabbed the long sword, and the spirituality spread along the handle, and the whole sword seemed to come alive. The murderous aura burst out from Qiu Yuan's body, and the red flame spread to the blade, bringing up a strong air wave. Chen Luo, who was sitting next to him, felt a burst of fierce murderous aura, and his clothes were rustled by this breath. The courtyard door behind him collided back and forth, making a creaking sound.
"That's about it now."
The voice of hatred sounded, and the blood-red eyes became the only light in this space. Everything dimmed, the yard dissipated, the scene faded, and only the eyes and the knife remained. Chen Luo read an emotion called "hate" from it.
"Killing Path - Seven Killing Swords."
As the knife fell, time seemed to slow down.
Bang!
A crisp sound was heard, the knife light shattered, and Chen Luo suddenly woke up. He subconsciously reached out to touch his chest, but there was no knife there. Everything he had experienced before was just an illusion he saw in the legendary world, something that happened in the past.
"A knife whose hatred burns to the limit?"
After recovering from his shock, Chen Luo sat down again, constantly recalling the last knife strike in his mind.
That was the first sword swung after Qiuyuan successfully forged the sword.
The fragments that could not be found in the brain's memory are now awakened.
From the spirit of Qiu Yuan's corpse after his death, it can be seen that he was as extreme as his sword. Chen Luo didn't know what happened later, but he knew that Qiu Yuan was dead, and his sword and corpse were scattered outside, becoming a forgotten withered corpse. The sword and the man had lost their aura, and even the corpse cultivators despised them.
"Thanks, bro."
After digesting the memories in his mind, Chen Luo stood up and walked out of the tomb.
The withered corpse remains in the tomb, and the candlelight is dim.
A few days later.
Chen Luo left the Emperor's Tomb. This time, he broke through several layers of the Emperor's Tomb's restrictions and harvested a large number of Evergreen Immortal Emperor's brains, officially reaching 300! The 300-in-one Evergreen Immortal Emperor's brains became more agile and involved in many fields. When calling on them, Chen Luo could clearly feel his changes.
This change is invisible, but it exists real.
With the same magical power, the power released by Chen Luo now is several times greater than before, but the consumption is only one third of the original.
After leaving the Emperor's Tomb, Chen Luo flew out of the tribal area and stopped at the entrance of the Dragon Tomb. He stretched out his palm and pressed it on the stone pillar at the edge of the Dragon Tomb, and a translucent crack appeared. His figure changed for a while, and when he condensed again, he had arrived in another strange space.
The Return to Void Tribulation was unusual, and Chen Luo used the cracks in the Dragon Tomb to reach another world.
This way you don't have to worry about being influenced by other people.
The calamity energy hidden by the secret art of avoiding calamity was released, and strands of calamity energy flew up into the sky. Calamity clouds gathered, and the sky darkened. The grass and trees underfoot were bent by the pressure of this energy.
The wind was blowing hard and the evil wind was everywhere.
Purple sky thunder shuttled through the dark clouds.
The heavenly tribulation of returning to the void has finally arrived.
Chen Luo stood below and took out the materials he had prepared for the tribulation. Formation flags, talismans, puppets, strange insects.
Sand and wind were everywhere, and locusts were everywhere.
Su Dacai crawled out from the sand, carrying a pitch-black package on his back, which was filled with burial objects dug out from the tomb.
This place is an abandoned ruins, which he bought from a news dealer at a high price. After a life-threatening journey to the ruins, he successfully dug up the tomb owner's burial objects.
"This dilapidated tomb is really poor."
Su Dacai spat out the sand in his mouth and crawled out a little further, but before he could crawl out completely, his body froze in place.
He widened his eyes and instinctively felt something was wrong.
boom!!
A stream of light flew towards him at an extremely fast speed.
Judging from the angle, if he didn't run away, this thing would most likely hit him on the head.
"Where exactly is it? Can you be reliable for once?"
Mid-air.
The clam girl manipulated the clam shell under her feet in a panic and roared in frustration.
"It's right here. I can't go wrong this time!"
The flower-backed tortoise stood in the front and kept calculating, and the tortoise pattern on his back kept flashing.
The change in the demon race had a far-reaching impact. No one expected that the turtle ancestor, who was known as the strongest demon race, would fail. The demon race, which had lost its "Tao", fell apart overnight. The sky and the earth turned upside down, and a sealed demon crawled out from under the ice flame.
The Black Bird Venerable united the Icefield monsters, and restored order with the Stone Ancestor and the Great Locust Tree. The Seven Saints System was abolished, and the monsters entered the Monster King Era.
The 'Tao' is controlled by the Demon King alone!
The Black Bird Reverend is the Demon King of this generation.
Below are the three kings.
These three kings are the ice monster, the stone spirit ancestor and the big locust tree.
The whereabouts of the defeated Turtle Ancestor were unknown, and the Flower-backed Turtle, a force that originally belonged to the Turtle Ancestor, was naturally liquidated. Fortunately, the Flower-backed Turtle was gifted and sensed the danger in advance. On the eve of the Turtle Ancestor's defeat, he escaped with the Clam Girl, Yuwen Ling, and Ding Jian, and then they were chased all the way.
In order to survive, he brought two more helpers, Jiao Sheng and Xiao Huaishu.
These two former Seven Saints, like the others, have become stray dogs.
The new demon king had no intention of letting go. Life turtles were rare, and no one wanted to give up. If they couldn't catch the turtle ancestor, they could just catch a small turtle.
boom!!
Another violent collision was heard. Yu Wenling, who was standing behind the flying magic weapon, spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground with a pale face. The remaining Ding Jian was not in a much better state. Dozens of ice-blue demon shadows were chasing behind. The big demon in the lead had a strong aura. It was the Snake Lord who once stood at the top of the demon clan.
After the demon clan reshuffled, Snake Lord immediately chose to join them. This mission was won by him from the Black Bird Demon King.
"It's right here." (End of this chapter)
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