Tang Chan was also very excited. Sun Wukong looked at Tang Chan under the countless dazzling "starlights" and smiled with a gratitude.

"It's worthy of being my master. It's the first time I can do this!"

"Sister Danling, now we have started to wrought iron!" A flash of light, Xiao Zhicheng held the hammer in one hand.

"Clang!" The Wannian Xuan Tie was attacked by Xiao Zhicheng, and sparks flew.

Xiao Zhicheng flipped his left hand, pushing and pulling the thousand-year-old black iron rolled.

The intensive sound of tempering resounded continuously.

The rings on the Bagua Furnace were trembling constantly.

Feeling the trembling under his feet, Changqing and the other two looked at the giant wall, and Changqing's face was surprisingly solemn.

"Zhicheng hold on!"

"Senior brother, how could Junior Brother Zhicheng be so disturbed? What material is he cast?" The other two Taoist boys couldn't control themselves and hurriedly asked Changqing.

To stop them from removing the giant wall ban, Changqing smiled slightly, "You don't have to worry, two junior brothers, Junior Brother Zhicheng will be fine."

Looking at Changqing's serious expression, the two Taoist boys were half-believing and half-doubted, "How did Senior Brother Changqing know that it will succeed?"

After glanced at the direction of the giant wall again, the two little Taoist boys hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to believe in Changqing, and caring for him would be confused. Perhaps this also chose to believe in Zhicheng.

The black iron gradually deformed, and the small aspiration pointed to the sky, and the rune lights in the sky shone together.

With a wave down, it seemed as if countless star dust gathered and crashed into the black iron in front of him.

"Wheng!" The Xuan Iron Drama was shocked. Runes one by one merged into one end of the Xuan Iron and then came out from another section. During the process, a few runes would be integrated into the position where they should exist.

The black iron that had been forged for a long time before slightly deformed gradually changed its form due to the integration of runes. In Tang Chan's opinion, it seemed that the runes were corroding the black iron.

Some iron slag kept flying out, but the luster of the black iron became stronger.

A silver sword embryo was formed, but most of the runes in front of Xiao Zhicheng were missing.

Some runes tremble outside the sword embryo, and some will be incorporated from time to time.

Xiao Zhicheng was ecstatic and breathed a little rapid, "Is it really going to be done?"

"Zheng!" The sword sounded suddenly, and the fire was shaken and erratic.

Xiao Zhicheng suddenly felt that it was difficult to move forward.

The sweat beads as big as beans soaked in the collars, "So!" A drop of sweat fell on the sword embryo and instantly turned into white mist, evaporating with the swing of the fire.

"Wheng!" A rune that had already been integrated into the sword embryo suddenly flew out.

Finally, I was repulsive, and this forging method was still too domineering.

"Go back!" Xiao Zhicheng's almond eyes widened, and blue veins suddenly rose on his neck.

Throwing away the hammer in his hand, the metal arm disappeared, Xiao Zhicheng quickly formed a seal with both hands, and then stretched out his hand and the rune merged into the sword again.

Xiao Zhicheng looked at the tens of thousands of runes left in front of him, looked down at the trembling sword embryo, and smiled bitterly, "Can the thousand-year-old black iron not bear your domineering?"

"I want to succeed!" A drop of blood flew out from Xiao Zhicheng's finger and fell on the sword embryo. It was not instantly evaporated like sweat beads. Hundreds of runes seemed to have received some call and merged into the blood drops.

While forming seals with both hands, the sword embryo was raised and suspended in front of Xiao Zhicheng.

"Zheng,Zheng,Zheng..." The sword kept ringing, and soon there were scratches on the forging furnace.

"The blood coagulation technique is indeed excellent in this doll. Even Laojun's unique skills can learn one or two." Sun Wukong commented.

Tang Chan stared at Xiao Zhicheng without turning his eyes and asked, "What does blood coagulation mean? Is it very powerful?"

Sun Wukong nodded, "It is really an amazing skill to use his own essence and blood to nurture the spirit of the instrument and to help the objects to fusion runes." Sun Wukong paused, glanced at Xiao Zhicheng and continued, "Although he only learned the superficial, it is enough to increase its success rate!"

Xiao Zhicheng looked pale and reached out to the sword body to move quickly. Drops of blood flew out and floated in various parts of the sword body.

Outside the blood, the ribbons formed by runes are surrounded.

Xiao Zhicheng sat cross-legged on the ground, the sword fetus standing in front of him shone coldly, and the runes shone brightly around the blood outside the sword.

A painting with a different aesthetic appearance appeared in front of Tang Chan and Sun Wukong.

"The world is invincible, and the method of Qiankun is borrowed! Condensation!" The Eight Trigrams in Xiao Zhicheng's eyes rotated, and all the runes condensed into the blood, and then merged into the sword embryo with the blood.

"Wen!" The sword embryo kept shaking, endless sword intent swept across the entire space, and the alchemy furnace was also knocked against by the sword intent.

Some silver slag fell from the sword embryo, fell to the ground and turned into powder.

Tang Chan looked at Xiao Zhicheng's appearance at this time and felt very distressed. A drop of tears slid down, "So!" The tears evaporated.

Sun Wukong gently put his hand on Tang Chan's shoulder, "Master, don't worry, this path and this pain are what he longed for."

Xiao Zhicheng tried his best to make seals quickly.

However, the sword embryo was covered with cracks and gradually showed a tendency to collapse.

"Why!" A long roar resonated with Tang Chan and Sun Wukong, and his scalp felt numb.

A drop of clear tears has been falling since childhood.

"It's over." The loneliness and unwillingness in Sun Wukong's eyes were hard to hide, "What a pity."

Xiao Zhicheng stretched out his hand and recited the Dharma Sword. The sword body broke from the center, and the lower half of the sword body was directly shattered.

Little bits of light floated up at the end, blending into the broken sword that was still suspended in the air.

The violently trembling broken sword seemed to have received some comfort, "Zheng!" The broken sword finally calmed down and made a different sound of sword sound than before.

In the sound of the sword, there was no rebelliousness, no mania, and all that was left was obedience.

Xiao Zhicheng stretched out his hand and started with a broken sword.

Seeing Xiao Zhicheng touching the sword body with an intoxicated look on his face, Tang Chan and Sun Wukong both breathed a sigh of relief.

In the alchemy furnace, under the starry runes, the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Master, it's your place, come on!"

Tang Chan: "Okay!"

Thank you (An) for your reward, thank you very much. I will add another chapter today, and I will go back to another chapter later.
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