Chapter 1018 Three thousand bright moons, eighteen scorching suns
This is the suggestion of the master of Jiangshan Sword Prison. If you want to fight a life-and-death battle with the black giant spirit, not only can you win if you have high cultivation and strong skills, but you must also find its weaknesses and forge its nemesis.
The Three Body Tiger did not elaborate on the specific reasons, and Su Jing and others did not pursue it. If they can convince Tianzhen, the principles of Blind Monk and others are naturally true and great principles. There is no need for juniors to seek verification today.
"Tu Wan?" Su Jing asked.
Sanshenliu changed his smile again and nodded: "Yes, Tu Wan. It is not easy to forge such a sword, but forging a divine sword to defend against powerful enemies sounds quite enjoyable. After the agreement was reached, everyone got busy.
Already."
The three corpses sitting in a row listening to the story looked at each other, thinking clearly, holding a flower and saying: "Tu Wan... is good, but if you want to say that he is a divine weapon, this... is a bit too much."
Akame nodded in agreement and pointed at his red eyes: "Brother Mingjian, brother, my eyes can see all the treasures in the world, whether they are treasures and what their quality is. I can't escape my glance. Tu."
It goes without saying that Wan is a first-rate sword, hard to find in the world. But if we really want to compare, Tu Wan is at least not as good as Zhang Yi."
Lei Dong nodded slowly: "If it's good, it's good. If it's a little worse, it's a little worse. Although Tu Wan is our child, our family doesn't protect its shortcomings."
"Yes, our brothers have a sincere nature, and there is no sand in their eyes." Nianhua Chimu said in unison. The upright grandmaster straightened his back and sat upright. With a simple expression of anger, he could easily throw away Senior Brother He Yu by three hundred miles.
Sanshenliu smiled and refused to be pretentious with the three corpses: "When you saw Tu Wan, the divine sword had been broken. It was not possible to do it accurately... The sword took shape and the three thousand bright moons were formed."
"What do you mean?" The three corpses asked in unison, not understanding the second half of the sentence.
"The sword was designed by the four of us. The nemesis of the black giant spirit is the blazing sun. It is light and dark, and it is destroyed in a lifetime. It is a natural enemy." The voice of the three-skin beast was unhurried: "But once it comes, the sun and fire are too great.
If you are too strong, it will be difficult to use its essence to make a sword, and if you fail to do so, you will offend the Golden Crow lineage; secondly... although there are countless scorching suns in the universe, each round of scorching suns controls the development of one or several realms.
Swords made from the scorching sun will destroy the lives of countless creatures. This is a taboo thing. If we really do this, what difference does it have between us and the giant ink? Three times, the most important thing is that the four of us have passed it together.
, Harvest the sun... you’re not that capable!”
The three corpses all coughed and muttered, "Just say 'come three'".
If you can't make a sword by using the sun, you have to settle for the next best thing and make a sword by using the moon instead. The moonlight is soft and illuminates the night sky. Although it is not as energetic and warm as the scorching sun, the moon is also a symbol of light and is also the enemy of the Black Giant Spirit.
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As for the method of "harvesting the moon", it is a profound magic. It does not harm the bright moon, but only captures its essence. The moon will still be there, and will always be there, but the spiritual energy is thinned and the light is dim.
The sword-making plan was agreed upon, and all the details related to the forging were determined. The four people were busy with this. Sanshenqiao was responsible for searching the sky and collecting the true moon spirit essence. The innocent saint was responsible for shaping the spirit and consecrating it, adding wisdom, and the monk was responsible for building the peace.
To maintain the sword furnace, the one-eyed old man does the blacksmith's work...
When Sanshenqiao said this, Su Jing couldn't help but interjected and asked: "Where did the sword furnace come from?"
Three Thousand True Moon Spirits is just the base of the sword, and it must be equipped with countless gold spirits and auxiliary materials. There is no need to ask for details. I must have been busy with the three bodies at that time, but this matter is similar to cooking. I want to boil it.
The elephant must have such a big pot first. What Su Jing asked was an insider's question. At least he couldn't figure out where the sword-making furnace came from.
"The monk's zenith head covering." Sanshenqiao's answer was astonishing.
There are practitioners of Tantric Buddhism among Buddhists, and in Tantric Buddhism there are ritual instruments made from the skulls of eminent monks that are passed down from generation to generation. However, uncovering one's own skull to make a furnace and leaving the heavenly spirit and dharma behind after death are two completely different things.
Sanshenliu hadn't finished his words yet: "There are four of us. Let's say I'm slightly stronger than them in a fight. After all, with three heads and six hands, I have an advantage no matter how you calculate it. If we compare in terms of practice, each of us has his own advantages."
Director, no one is stronger than the other. If you want to make this divine sword, you have to use the monk's head as a stove... But this is just a stove. If there is no stove and no fire, how can we talk about making swords?
It also took a lot of effort, the four of us worked together to cast spells, and brought eighteen rounds of scorching sun holy fire from the sky into the furnace, and this was the foundation for the sword."
It is not to obtain eighteen suns, but to draw part of the pure Yang true fire in the sun through magic and burn it into the 'furnace'. It will not harm the sun, nor will it harm the world under the scorching sun.
Gathering three thousand bright moons, igniting eighteen scorching suns. The head is used as a furnace, and the moon is refined into a sword... The words of Sanshenqiao are simple, but Su Jing and others can't help but be surprised.
Just thinking about this matter makes my blood boil!
"Everyone contributes their own efforts. In comparison, I am the most relaxed. I run around to find some materials. In the end, it is just a hard job. But the three of them are different. The monk gave his head to complete the furnace;
The old Taoist threw one of his natal dragon and phoenix swords into the furnace for incineration in order to start the fire. In order to monitor the fire in real time, he also put one of his eyes into the sword furnace...that eye could never be taken out again.
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"Jiangshan Sword Master is originally a one-eyed man. If he takes away another eye, he will actually be the same as the blind monk. The blind monk is kind-hearted and made a false eye for the old Taoist with a golden and jade bodhi and stuffed it into the eye socket. The old Taoist
Thank you very much. I said that the old man was too honest. Since he was making artificial eyes, why didn’t the monk make both eyes? The stingy Bala only made one... But I didn’t tell the old man about this, and the old man kept doing it.
He didn't turn around, but in the end he said that the monk was really kind, generous and down-to-earth. The great sage also paid a lot. He wanted to add wisdom to the divine sword and put his two tails and the wisdom beads between his eyebrows into the furnace.
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Having been with Tu Wan for so long, Shenjian himself has been vaguely unable to remember the past, but no matter how stupid Su Jing is, he can guess that this sword has a great connection with Tianzhen, the sword master, the monk and others, but Su Jing
I never expected that this 'origin' would be so deep! It can even be said that the divine sword Tu Wan was the head cover of the blind monk, one of the natal swords of Jiangshan Sword Master, and one of his eyes, which is the Big Eye.
The two tails of the Holy Lord and a holy bone between the eyebrows!
Su Jing then confirmed his own experience: when the sword soul entered the body, why did the girl personally refine the Innocent Great Sage's general skills for herself; why did the old Taoist take the initiative to invite him to eat noodles; why did thousands of swordsmen in the sword tomb respect Tu Wan's sword soul?
Abnormal, why did the Zhangyi Dragon Pattern Sword, who was not born at all, jump out and follow him; why did Tu Wan take him all the way to the depths of the West Sea to save the shadow monk who was about to collapse... No wonder, no wonder!
"Forging a sword takes a long time. When I started imagining it, everyone was excited and excited. They all felt that what they were about to do was a shocking act. The Buddha might have stuck out his tongue when he heard about it, but the actual process of making a sword was very hard and laborious.
It's boring. Jiangshan Sword Master tells us all day long that his eyes hurt... His eyes are watching the fire in the stove and being licked by the extreme Yang fire every day. It would be strange if it doesn't hurt. Fortunately, everyone is a god and has a lot of time.
It’s okay, you have nothing to do anyway, let’s make swords. When the sword is almost ready, the Black Giant Spirit will come.”
For a while, Sanshenqiao was talking with that smiling face, and his tone was cheerful, even when he mentioned the Mo giant spirit, he was happy: "This time they didn't pass Moye, and went directly to Middle-earth...here they come.
Just fight, there's nothing to say. We didn't ask Moye for help, this is our own family's business... Our family is rich, and we usually raise a group of tigers and wolves. When something happens, we go to it ourselves, otherwise it will be wasted.
Food for so many years.”
"In the first ten years or so, the fight was quite hard. Mo Giant Ling was not bad in strength and had many tricks, but he kept everyone busy... After more than ten years, the Tuwan Divine Sword was released, and it was full of steam.
Go to the ground to kill the giant spirit, destroying the dead at once, not to mention the refreshing feeling. But it must be said, the black demons seem to be hypocritical and hypocritical, but they have fanatical beliefs in their hearts, and they will never look back once they have the belief.
Indomitable perseverance.”
"The more the battle got bigger, the more we admired the old Taoist. If he hadn't come up with the idea of forging a sword, and if we hadn't had Tu Wan in hand, we wouldn't have been able to persist. Let's fight, let's see who
If I can survive to the end, I won’t think much about it in the end, because it’s impossible for us to give up Middle-earth anyway.”
"The war was fierce, and the Mo giants were killed one after another, but our side gradually suffered casualties, and the casualties became more and more serious. The continuous war lasted for six hundred years without a moment's rest. Since I can remember,
, the most bleak time in Middle-earth must be that time. Later, we discovered that the ink djinn's march was no longer continuous, but became one wave, and then another wave after a while, and then another wave.
Coupled with the confessions obtained through torture and soul searching, we probably understand that Mo Giant Ling will soon be unable to hold on."
"The Black Giant Spirit can't hold on any longer, but we are at the end of our battle. Before the war started, the Southern Wilderness Demon had many great saints, and each great saint had top-notch great demons accompanying them; there were ten holy monks with eighteen gold medals in the ancient temple.
As an Arhat, there are seventy-two meditation halls, each of which contains great monks who have not yet ascended to Buddhahood but are much more powerful than you and other human kings today; and the three major forces in the earthly world of the Middle Earth, the East Sword, the West Zen, and the Nanyao
, the Han court in the East is the strongest in the Jiangshan Sword Domain... After six hundred years of fighting, only innocence is left in the Southern Wilderness, only Blind Eye and the three golden Arhats are left in the West, and only the Sword Master and the Horse are left in the Sword Domain.
Zulongsha and Liu Anhuaming are the two sword kings."
"In a blink of an eye, another hundred years of hard fighting have passed. Tu Wanjian's body is full of cracks, he is naive and blind, and the sword master is gone... But their aspirations are not without successors. The master of the sword domain left behind a wooden spirit
The doll, the blind monk left behind a true shadow of spiritual wisdom, and the innocent great sage left behind a tail."
Su Jing wanted to continue listening, but Sanshenqiao missed one of the key points, so Su Jing couldn't help but ask: "The three seniors, the Innocent Great Sage, the Buddha Lord of the Western Region, and the Sword Master of the Eastern Border are gone...