Chen Tian didn't know what the middle-aged man was thinking, and he didn't want to know. He just wanted to take a good rest. Although it was the middle-aged man's sword energy that was burning just now, Chen Tian's own consumption was still considerable.
When the Jian Gang Qi was almost restored, Chen Tiancai asked Uncle Liu to find some materials for making models, and then locked himself in the room and started making them according to what he had in mind.
After a day of assembly and modification, a sword model that satisfied Chen Tian was finally completed. He looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.
Then his spiritual thoughts sank into his body, and he asked for advice from the immortal-level natal sword: "How powerful is a sword forged solely from meteorites?"
The immortal-level natal sword said lightly: "The power is not bad, but it lacks something."
"what?"
"spirit!"
"Ling?" Chen Tian repeated doubtfully.
"Yes, every peerless sword has its own spirit. A sword without a spirit, no matter how good the materials used to forge it, is just an ordinary sword." The natal sword explained.
"That's it! Then how can we make the sword alive?" Chen Tian nodded as if he understood, and then continued to ask.
"I can't explain this to you right now. Just forge, and I'll take care of the spiritual matters for you." The natal sword saw Chen Tian's thoughts at a glance and said directly.
"Hehe, you'd better be nice to me." Chen Tian smiled as if his treacherous plan had succeeded, which made the immortal-level natal sword feel like it had been tricked.
Chen Tian's spiritual thoughts returned to his true form, and then he took out the remaining meteorites and put them in a container. Then he used the Jian Gang energy as fuel again to start refining the meteorites.
Chen Tian mobilized all the Jian Gang Qi in his body and began to melt the meteorites. The meteorites continued to melt in the raging fire, and the Jian Gang Qi in Chen Tian's body also continued to decrease.
A quarter of an hour later, there was not much Jian Gang Qi left in Chen Tian's body. Fortunately, the meteorite was almost completely refined, and there were large beads of sweat left on Chen Tian's forehead.
Although the meteorite was not that big anymore, Chen Tian's ability to refine it would still cost him some money, but he didn't want a middle-aged man to help him. He had to be on guard when he was out.
Finally, when Chen Tian's sword energy was completely exhausted, all the meteorites in the container melted.
When the flames went out, Chen Tian sat down on the ground and took a breath before standing up. He found a container with two iron rods and set up a container with meteorite water. Then he came to the prepared model and poured the meteorite water slowly.
into the container.
After a while, the model was filled, but there was still some meteorite water left. Chen Tian was about to forcefully add them in, but was stopped by the Immortal Level Life Sword. It was said that leaving it had other uses, but it did not say specifically.
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Chen Tian was about to ask more, but looking at the sword that was beginning to take shape in front of him, he still did not speak. The most important thing now is to forge the sword, and we will talk about the other things later.
The meteorite water in the model finally solidified after half an hour of cooling.
Chen Tian found an iron block and knocked it. After feeling it was about the same, he took it out of the model.
Now it is only the prototype of a sword. It needs some tempering to become a sword, so Chen Tian asked Uncle Liu to find the tools to make the sword.
He condensed the newly gathered sword energy in his body, ignited a fire again, and then controlled the fire to begin to burn the prototype of the sword.
The temperature of the fire this time was obviously lower than the previous times. After burning for a long time, the prototype of the sword turned red. Seeing this, Chen Tian put away the flame, then put the prototype of the sword on the anvil and swung it.
He picked up a giant hammer and smashed it down.
After dozens of hammer blows, the sword became translucent, but it still wasn't enough. Chen Tian burned it with a ball of flame again. After it was almost burned, he placed it on the anvil, swung the giant hammer and smashed it down again.
After going back and forth like this four times, a gleaming long sword that was slightly larger than an ordinary sword appeared in Chen Tian's hand.
The more Chen Tian looked at it, the more satisfied he became. After lifting it and waving it around, he said to the natal sword in his body: "The sword is finished, you can imbue it with spirit!"
"Put it flat in your hand, and when it trembles, grab its hilt firmly and don't let go." The natal sword said seriously.
"Okay!" Chen Tian nodded, then grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and placed it flat in his hand, "I'm ready."
As soon as Chen Tian finished speaking, a red light appeared on the immortal-level natal sword in his body. The red light followed Chen Tian's body to his hand, and then penetrated into the long sword in his hand.
As soon as the red light entered the sword body, the long sword began to tremble, from slight at the beginning to violent trembling at the back. Chen Tian's hand holding it started to tremble.
But Chen Tian still held on to it tightly, and seeing that he couldn't break free, the natal sword trembled even more violently, and a red light appeared on the sword, turning Chen Tian's whole body red.
Seeing that the long sword was about to break free from his hand, Chen Tian hurriedly sent a message to the immortal-level natal sword: "Think of a way quickly, I'm going to lose my grip."
"Catch it even if you can't. If it breaks free from your grasp, then you are not worthy of being its master, and it will not be used by you." The Immortal Level Life Sword said calmly.
"Ah, if you didn't tell me earlier, you're a scammer." Chen Tian grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and cursed in his heart.
"It was you who tricked me first." The voice of the immortal-level natal sword still came faintly, not paying attention to Chen Tian's scolding.
"Damn, are you still a sword, and you actually hold a grudge like this?"
"Hold on tight, I'll rest for a while first." The natal sword seemed not to have heard Chen Tian's scolding, and said slowly.
Chen Tian still wanted to curse, but the long sword in his hand trembled even more violently, as if it was about to fly away. Chen Tian could only hold it with all his concentration, really afraid that it would fly away accidentally.
Just like this, one person and one sword were fighting each other. For a while, the long sword pulled Chen Tian forward, and for a while, Chen Tian pulled the long sword back. It was not until an hour later that the long sword in his hand slowly stopped shaking.
At this time, Chen Tian was so tired that he was out of breath. As soon as the long sword stopped trembling, he collapsed to the ground, and the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground, but at this time, it had recognized Chen Tian and no longer trembled.
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The voice of the immortal-level natal sword also sounded at this time, "Well done, I actually persisted."
"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you." Chen Tian said while lying on the ground, rolling his eyes.
"Are you sure you don't want to talk to me?" the immortal-level natal sword said playfully.
"Not sure!" Chen Tian was immediately frightened.
Half an hour later, Chen Cai Cai, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up and grabbed the long sword that glowed red on the side, "Boy, I can't cure you anymore."
After that, he sent a voice message to the Immortal-level natal sword: "I still need some flames fueled by the sword's energy."
"What are you going to do!"
"You'll know later." Chen Tian said mysteriously, and then he began to condense the sword energy, and a ball of flame slowly appeared in the palm of his hand.
Chen Tian condensed the flame into a small stream, then picked up the long sword and controlled the flame to slowly approach the long sword.
The tiny flames moved slowly on the sword under Chen Tian's control. When Chen Tian put away the flames, two words appeared on the sword: 'Kill the enemy!'
Chen Tian picked up the long sword and ran his fingers across the blade, "From now on, you will be called Zhu Enemy, and you will kill all enemies in the world."