Chapter 79 Twelve Mysterious Light Swords
Ye Changsheng's mind moved, and he flashed out of the fairy tree space and came to the retreat room.
In the retreat room, the air was filled with rich spiritual energy.
He sat cross-legged, with twelve sword grass main leaves and several precious auxiliary materials in front of him: ice soul crystal, purple gold sand, bronze essence, and more than a dozen other secondary auxiliary materials. These materials each emit different light, forming a strange balance with each other.
First, he arranged the twelve sword grass main leaves neatly on the refining table, making sure that each main leaf was flawless.
Then, he placed the ice soul crystal in the center, the purple gold sand and bronze essence on both sides, and the other secondary auxiliary materials were evenly distributed around.
Then, he took out a crystal clear spirit stone from the storage ring. This was a high-grade spirit stone he specially prepared to provide the huge spiritual power required in the refining process.
Ye Changsheng placed the spirit stone in the center of the refining table, and with a light wave of his hands, the spirit stone floated in the air and began to rotate slowly.
He muttered something, formed a complex seal with his hands, and a light blue light flashed on his fingertips.
As the seal was completed, the spirit stone suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the spiritual power surged towards the twelve main leaves of the sword grass like a tide.
Then, Ye Changsheng took a deep breath, put his hands together, and guided the foundation-building true fire in his body.
This true fire was deep red, extremely hot, and exuded a hot breath. He condensed the true fire in his palm and slowly guided it to the refining table.
The true fire gushed out from his fingertips and quickly wrapped around the ice soul crystal.
The ice soul crystal gradually melted under the high temperature and turned into a crystal clear liquid.
Then, he put the purple gold sand and bronze essence into it, and the true fire continued to burn, causing the two materials to gradually merge into one.
Finally, he put in the other secondary auxiliary materials one by one, and a strong spiritual energy fluctuation broke out instantly.
Ye Changsheng carefully controlled the true fire and evenly applied these melted materials on the main leaves of the sword grass.
Each main leaf was carefully covered by him to ensure that the spiritual power could fully penetrate.
As time went by, the main leaves of the sword grass gradually absorbed the essence of these materials and began to emit a dazzling light.
As soon as the true fire touched the main leaves of the sword grass, it made a "chi chi" sound, as if some kind of mysterious fusion was taking place.
Ye Changsheng carefully controlled the temperature and intensity of the true fire to ensure that each main leaf of the sword grass could be evenly tempered by the true fire.
Fine beads of sweat began to ooze out of his forehead, but he didn't care, his eyes were always focused on the refining table.
As time went by, the main leaves of the sword grass gradually became transparent, and the sword intent inside began to appear, as if a small sword was swimming in it.
When the twelve main leaves of the sword grass were completely transparent, Ye Changsheng knew that the first step had been completed. He formed a seal again, condensed the true fire into a thin line, and slowly connected the twelve main leaves of the sword grass in series. This step requires extremely high control and patience. If you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Ye Changsheng held his breath, his fingers trembling slightly, but he still steadily passed the thin line of true fire through each main leaf of the sword grass.
Finally, when the last main leaf was connected in series, Ye Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.
Next, he put the connected main leaves of the sword grass into a special refining furnace. This second-level inferior refining furnace was purchased by him in the Heavenly Palace before, and it cost 800 high-grade spirit stones.
The interior of the refining furnace is engraved with a complex array, which can maximize the refining effect. Ye Changsheng once again guided the foundation-building true fire, injected it into the refining furnace, and activated the array at the same time.
In the refining furnace, the power of the true fire and the array intertwined to form a small spiritual power vortex.
The main leaves of the sword grass kept spinning in the vortex.
Ye Changsheng kept making seals with his hands, muttering something in his mouth, controlling every detail in the refining furnace.
As time passed, Ye Changsheng's face gradually turned pale, and the spiritual power in his body was also rapidly consumed.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, his eyes full of determination.
Finally, when the last seal was completed, a dazzling light burst out from the refining furnace, as if a small sun rose in it.
Ye Changsheng took a deep breath, waved his hands, and slowly opened the lid of the refining furnace. Twelve silver lights flew out of the furnace and hovered in the air. It was the Xuan Guang Sword.
The Xuan Guang Sword was silver-white, with complex runes engraved on the sword body, exuding a strong sword intent, as if ready to cut off everything at any time.
Ye Changsheng looked at the Xuan Guang Sword with a satisfied smile on his face.
He stretched out his hand and the twelve Xuan Guang Swords flew back to his hand, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if responding to his call.
Each of the twelve Xuan Guang Swords reached the level of the second-grade upper grade, and because he used the main leaf of the sword grass, he could control it effortlessly.
There was no situation where he could not control an ordinary second-grade upper-grade flying sword.
The next step was for Ye Changsheng to drive the twelve Xuan Guang Swords to start the experiment.
As soon as he thought about it, the Xuan Guang swords began to dance like living things, and the sword lights intertwined to form silver rays of light.
Ye Changsheng focused his eyes, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the twelve Xuan Guang swords flew towards the wall of the retreat room.
The Xuan Guang swords drew silver arcs in the air, and the runes on the swords flashed with dazzling light.
The sword intent surged like a tide, and the entire retreat room was filled with a sharp aura.
The Xuan Guang sword lightly touched the wall, and it cut the hard stone wall effortlessly like cutting tofu.
"Chichichi--" a series of subtle cutting sounds were heard, and the stones on the wall fell one after another, making a dull impact sound.
The cut section was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been carefully polished, without any trace of roughness.
Ye Changsheng looked at this scene, and secretly marveled at the sharpness and power of the Xuan Guang Sword.
He waved his hand again, and the Xuan Guang Sword quickly returned to his side, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if responding to his call.
Ye Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, and had a deeper understanding of the power of the Xuan Guang Sword in his heart.
"It really deserves to be the Xuan Guang Sword, it is extremely sharp."
Ye Changsheng murmured to himself, with a gratified smile on his face.
Ye Changsheng put away the Xuan Guang Sword, and the retreat room returned to peace.
He began to collect the fallen rocks in the retreat room and repaired the walls of the retreat room.
It took a long time.
It seems that practicing sword skills cannot be done in a small retreat room.
Ye Changsheng then left the retreat room and came to the cliff behind Qinghu Peak.
He began to formally practice the Twelve Mysterious Light Sword Art.
…
A few days later, Ye Jiuhu returned from the Lu family on Qingfengpeng.
Soon after returning, he summoned Ye Changsheng.
“Changsheng, the big thing has been decided. The Lu family has agreed to your marriage with Lu Wan.”
Ye Jiuhu looked a little excited.
“Lu Wan is a genius girl of the Lu family. She is the best choice in terms of qualifications and appearance. Changsheng, you must treat her well.”
Ye Jiuhu said.
“Yes, Grandpa, I will cherish Lu Wan even more.”
Ye Changsheng bowed.
