hotmtlnovel Chapter 263
Chapter 263
Magical instruments are all spiritual objects with independent consciousness.
Xuanyuan Sword is the sword of the emperor, nourished by luck; the Great Evil King is nurtured by evil spirit and carries the curse of Yundingtian.
Both of them have simple consciousness.
But Yue Zhuoqun felt that it was not enough, and planned to use his own soul and blood to refine them again, hoping to raise them to a higher level.
He took out the Xuanyuan Sword first.
This sword of the emperor has a natural restraint on the devil and monsters, and Yue Zhuoqun has long had ideas about its improvement.
The center of his eyebrows flashed, and a sword light flew out from his soul.
This sword light was realized in the sword world, and it contained a small sword world space.
He reached his hand into the sword light, and a long sword that seemed like an illusion was drawn out. It was the Qianqiu Sword generated in the sword pool of the sword world.
This sword was formed by the sword intentions of countless swordsmen. Although it can be transformed into a physical entity, it is essentially more like a sword soul, and it needs to be sharpened with the blood of the emperor.
Yue Zhuoqun had been the emperor of two worlds, and was also the Holy Emperor of the Fengyun World, so he was blessed with luck.
His own blood was naturally the best.
After being sharpened with his own blood, the Qianqiu Sword would also have the aura of the emperor, blending with the luck. When it was refined with the Xuanyuan Sword, the power would definitely be greater than the two.
The fingers of his right hand condensed the golden sword energy, and blood gushed out with a stroke of his left wrist.
Buzz!
The blood fell on the Qianqiu Sword, and the sword body seemed to have unlocked some kind of seal, exuding a strong momentum.
The blade glowed and turned on its sharp edge.
Yue Zhuoqun held the Qianqiu Sword in his left hand and the Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand, and collided the two together.
The blood of the emperor and the power of luck attracted each other, and the two swords were tightly attached together, leaving his palm and floating in the air.
He quickly formed seals with both hands, mobilized his own skills and Yuanshen power to integrate into it, and carried out the last step of the sacrifice.
This process took more than a month, and the two were completely integrated.
The Xuanyuan Sword was the body, and the Qianqiu Sword was the soul, becoming a new Human Emperor Sword.
At the moment the sword was completed, the aura of the emperor was pervasive, covering the entire imperial city.
Inside the palace, the emperor of the human dynasty trembled, feeling suppressed by an invisible force and having difficulty breathing.
The disciples of the Xuanxin Sect looked in awe at the direction of the Secret Hall, and clearly saw a magnificent and powerful sword energy rising into the sky.
"What kind of magic sword did Brother Qilin refine?" The four Zhuque people sighed.
In the Xuanxin Hall, the sect leader Jin Guang had a gloomy look in his eyes: "Qilin!"
Fortunately, the aura soon dissipated, and Yue Zhuoqun put away the Human Emperor Sword and began to refine the next one.
He did not sacrifice the Great Evil King, but refined the dragon tortoise shell.
The Xuanyuan Sword and the Qianqiu Sword merged and were upgraded.
The Great Evil King is the sword of evil spirits and the sword of the devil. He has no materials that match it.
However, there is a place in this world that hides a source of devil spirits that can destroy the world. He can absorb the power there for sacrifice and refinement. There is no need to rush now.
The dragon tortoise shell and the giant wall of the God of War Atlas are too large to be used in the hall.
Yue Zhuoqun's body flashed and he went directly into the system's small world for sacrifice and refinement.
A few months passed in a flash.
With the sacrifice of the Human Emperor Sword in the front, he became more proficient in the follow-up.
The shape of the dragon tortoise shell changed greatly and became a pale yellow treasure armor, which can be worn on the body with a thought.
The earth attribute power it brings is connected with the Dao Yun, and the defense is amazing.
The giant wall of the God of War Atlas was sacrificed by him into a crystal jade pendant, and the forty-nine patterns still exist, exuding infinite pressure.
Once it is activated by the power, it can instantly become tens of meters in size.
Not only can it be used to hit and slap people, but the power of the Dao Yun also has its own attack effect.
He also sacrificed some dragon scales to make them into command arrows, which were engraved with runes. If they were placed according to the position of the formation, they would immediately become a large formation.
…
“Squeak~”
The door of the hall opened.
Yue Zhuoqun, wearing divine armor, with the God of War jade hanging from his waist and holding the Human Emperor Sword, walked out slowly.
Zhuge Liuyun, who was practicing spearmanship, was attracted and stared at him in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
“Yes, you have improved your martial arts a lot in the past year.”
Zhuge Liuyun suddenly came back to his senses after hearing Yue Zhuoqun’s words, and said enviously:
“Senior, your outfit is too domineering. No, it should be said to be noble. The emperor wearing a dragon robe does not have as much aura as you.”
Yue Zhuoqun just smiled indifferently at his compliments and called Huo Qilin to turn over and sit astride.
"I have finished my retreat and will leave the sect."
"Ah..."
Zhuge Liuyun was stunned, feeling a little reluctant, but soon smiled: "Okay! I am planning to go out for a walk."
"To fulfill your responsibility of seven lifetimes of marriage?"
"Hey, SeniorYou know that too? "
"Seven-life marriage is the method used by the founder of Xuanxin Sect to fight against seven-life hatred. I know it's normal."
Seven-life hatred was caused by the swordsmith Gan Jiang and Moye. They reincarnated for seven lives and loved each other in every life, but they could never get married and died miserably, so they accumulated great resentment.
In order to fight against their resentment, Xuanxin Sect specially cultivated seven-life marriage.
Seven-life marriage also cultivated seven generations. In each generation, two loving couples need to be selected and their children are allowed to marry.
Continuing love for seven generations is also a force.
It just sounds like seven generations of love can fight against seven generations of hatred, but it's actually far-fetched.
Because seven-life hatred is always a fixed two people in reincarnation.
And seven-life marriage, each generation needs to find a new loving couple, so it's unknown whether the power is so pure.
Yue Zhuoqun glanced at Zhuge Liuyun and asked, "This is not your responsibility. Are you really willing to accept your fate? "
"I don't know, and sometimes I'm confused. But this is the request of the master, I can only complete it." Zhuge Liuyun said confusedly.
His life has been arranged since he was a child, and he has never thought about what he wants to do or what path he should take.
"What if I tell you that you are not the real seven-life marriage, but just a substitute?"
"Ah! I am a substitute?"
Yue Zhuoqun raised his mouth: "Do you know why Xiaohuo is willing to practice with you?"
"I don't know."
"That's because it regards you as the same kind."
"Uh... Senior, are you kidding me! I am a human, he is a demon, how can I regard him as the same kind?"
"Your origin is related to a big secret between the human world and the demon world. You are the offspring of the combination of humans and demons. "
Zhuge Liuyun's father is Zhuge Qingtian, a disciple of Xuanxin Sect and a junior of Yan Chixia, and his mother is Lan Mo of Yinyue Dynasty.
Before Zhuge Qingtian met Lan Mo, he was already married and had a son, Zhuge Wuwei. Wuwei is one of the true seven-life marriages.
Zhuge Qingtian himself did not stay faithful to one person, so this accumulated love for seven lives is more like a joke.
"Impossible!"
Zhuge Liuyun kept shaking his head with a stiff expression: "Senior, this joke is not funny at all."