A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 245 Blood Sacrifice

He saw that his rough black sword had been transformed. Although it was still black, it was more shiny and more attractive. The whole sword had been melted and tempered again, and its aura was even stronger.

And because it is a heavy sword, the sword body is not as thin as an ordinary sword. The sword is two and a half fingers wide but half a finger thick. Just looking at it gives people a sense of "one force defeats ten skills".

"What a heavy sword!"

There was a gleam in Lu Luan's eyes, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

"Om."

"Om."

However, when he touched it, the sword actually made a clanging sound, and the sword body kept shaking, making a popping sound on the table. At the same time, a very wild aura emanated from the sword.

"Not bad."

Lu Luan kept praising.

This sword is just right for my use, and its aura is a perfect match for the heavy sword technique.

I couldn't help but secretly exclaim that the spirit stone was well worth it.

So he asked, "Daoyou, how many spirit stones do you have in total?"

The man said, "The forging cost is 40 spirit stones, the beast soul is 30 spirit stones, and as Daoist Fellow said, a heavy mysterious formation is added, which costs 10 spirit stones, so the total is 80 intermediate spirit stones."

"Really expensive."

Although I have always known this number, when I heard the other party say it, my heart still ached slightly.

The cost of refining the spiritual weapon alone is more valuable than his raw materials. Fortunately, he did not add any auxiliary materials.

After feeling the power coming from the sword, he knew it was all worth it. He took out the spirit stone with great pain and said, "Daoyou, please light it."

The man took a quick look, saw that the number was enough, and waved his sleeves to collect them.

Lu Luan couldn't wait to grab the sword in his hand, but the sword seemed to have its own consciousness and began to struggle violently, but he still held it tightly in his hand.

"Such physical strength."

The man next to him showed surprise in his eyes, but he didn't ask or think too much. This was the rule of the Luo family, otherwise they wouldn't be so powerful in the surrounding waters.

But he didn't know that Lu Luan hadn't even used his full strength.

"Fellow Daoist, the Hunyuan Beast Soul is not easy to subdue. We have a special secret room for rituals. The large formation inside can imprison it, making it convenient for you to perform the ritual with your blood." The man said again.

Lu Luan looked at the sword, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "How many spirit stones do you need?"

He knew that any force that refined weapons would have such a secret room.

Now that the heavy sword has not yet recognized its master, he dare not take it out easily. Moreover, although this sword is good for him, in the eyes of a powerful force like the Luo family who can refine high-level spiritual weapons, a low-level spiritual weapon is nothing. Therefore, he is not worried.

"Two intermediate spirit stones will do."

After hearing the price, Lu Luan thought it was expensive, but he had already spent 80 spirit stones, so he didn't mind spending more. So he took out the spirit stones and said, "Please lead the way, fellow Taoist."

"Fellow Taoist, follow me."

The man smiled and took him to the bottom of the volcano.

After a while, the two arrived in front of a pagoda.

The man said, "Fellow Daoist, your weapon is pretty good among low-level spiritual weapons, so it's enough to go to the secret room on the second floor."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand and called a servant over, saying, "Take this senior to the Xuanzi secret room on the second floor."

"As ordered."

The boy leaned forward in response.

After the two chatted for a while, Lu Luan followed the servant into the room.

When passing by some rooms below, he could feel various roars and long sounds of weapons coming from some rooms. It seemed that they were refining mysterious weapons just like him.

After more than ten breaths, the servant brought him to a secret room and said to him respectfully, "Senior, this is the room."

Lu Luan nodded and extended his hand to signal him that he could leave.

The servant bowed again before turning around and leaving. With his Qi training skills, he naturally didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect in front of him.

Lu Luan also pushed open the stone door and walked in.

What you see is a medium-sized secret room that is three meters long and wide. There is a stone platform in the center and five stone pillars around it.

After Lu Luan closed the stone door, he walked up.

The surrounding stone pillars also sensed the change and began to emit light.

The great formation was activated.

Lu Luan took out the black sword and threw it into the air.

In an instant, the five stone pillars spit out a white rope like a spirit snake, which tightly wrapped around the sword and imprisoned it in mid-air to prevent it from struggling and moving.

"Roar!"

A beast roar came from it, and the black sword suddenly shook and struggled violently, as if it had life and was trying to break free from the restraints.

However, these white ropes are very tough and they pull it tightly, preventing it from moving at all.

The two fought, but the Black Sword was clearly at a disadvantage, and eventually it slowly surrendered and stopped moving.

Lu Luan knew the time had come, so he flew into the air and stood in front of the sword. He bit his finger, forcing a drop of blood to drip slowly down.

The blood slowly slid down the sword. At first, the sword did not react, but gradually a soft light flashed, and the blood seeped into the light little by little.

"Roar!"

The originally quiet black sword began to tremble violently again. It was the spirit of the weapon that was resisting. It had a trace of its own independent will and instinctively did not want to surrender.

Lu Luan ignored him and sat cross-legged quietly in front of him, his hands constantly changing and inserting magic seals into it.

As time passed, the sword began to calm down again. His blood had begun to merge with the spirit of the weapon. A feeling of blood connection began to surge to his heart, so the sword began to become docile and no longer as violent as before.

It is easy to subdue powerful spiritual weapons, because they have consciousness and their own pride.

Three days later.

In mid-air, a man and a sword were facing each other. The previous formation had long been withdrawn.

The black sword emitted a faint halo, as if it had a pair of eyes, staring at the person opposite it.

"call……"

"Finally refined!"

When the blood and the weapon spirit were completely integrated, Lu Luan already felt that he could control the sword at will. He opened his eyes, and the sword understood what he meant and circled around his body, finally turning into a three-inch size and hanging on his palm.

With a thought, he took it into his body.

As he thought about it again, the sword instantly appeared in his hand, four feet long.

As the palm exerted force, the sword also began to prepare for battle, emitting a trace of the violent aura of the Hunyuan Beast. If a person with weak cultivation felt it, he would be frightened and lose the desire to fight.

"Heavy swordsmanship!"

Lu Luan closed his eyes and muttered softly in his heart.

Soon, the huge seal of the heavy sword technique appeared faintly under his feet. He held the sword in front of him with both hands, feeling the power in it.

Behind him, the shadow of a majestic beast slowly appeared.

This is the spirit of the weapon, the soul of the sword. The more powerful it is, the more powerful the sword will be, and Lu Luan will be able to fully unleash the power of the sword.

After a while, his entire aura suddenly dissipated like the wind.

He slowly stroked the sword with his left finger and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, with this sword, my strength has increased by at least 20% compared to before."

After looking at it again and again for a while, he put away the sword and walked outside.

It's time to do the next thing.

Without stopping, he jumped out of the crater and flew into the sky.

[The four chapters have a total of 10,000 words. The missing chapter will be made up tomorrow.]