Therefore, there are immortals who transcend the mortal world and reside high in the heavens, and there are immortals who mingle with the world and roam freely among mortals.
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As night fell, flames shot into the sky from the back garden of the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
All the beautiful and precious flowers and plants that once grew here have disappeared, leaving only a huge furnace radiating towering heat.
There was no firewood or charcoal under this furnace, yet a rootless fire burned fiercely.
On either side of the furnace, a platform five or six zhang high was built. Seven or eight strongmen, shirtless and holding large iron rods three or four zhang long, stirred the liquid in the furnace constantly and added various materials from time to time.
It contains the essence of metals, various treasures, even wood, and some flowers and plants.
Around the furnace were eight strangely shaped arrays, all composed of jade stones that emitted a faint red glow.
After finishing his cultivation, Lin Yi went to the back garden.
A middle-aged Taoist priest carrying a long sword came forward. He looked to be only about thirty years old, with a ruddy complexion and bright, star-like eyes. He was a rare handsome man.
This person came from Longhu Mountain and is named Zhang Jitong. He is currently serving under Lin Yi and awaiting orders. According to the classification of the Great Xia World, his cultivation level is equivalent to a second-tier mage.
As for Zhang Tianshi, the Xuanyou Daoist of Mount Hua, and the Changsheng Daoist of Kunlun, they were all at the peak of the third-tier True Person level. However, due to the limitations of heaven and earth, they could not advance further.
Zhang Jitong clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, Master."
Lin Yi nodded slightly and asked, "How are the preparations going?"
“Everything is ready. Please, Master, perform the incantation,” Zhang Jitong said.
"Alright, everyone, step back," Lin Yi instructed.
Everyone should say "yes" and turn to leave.
Lin Yi circled the blazing furnace, observing it carefully and memorizing all the details. He then reviewed his plan again, making sure nothing was overlooked, before finally forming the hand seals.
The true qi of the starry river within his dantian circulated and transformed into a ball of flame that gathered and dispersed uncertainly, flowing like a starry river in the heavens. It appeared at Lin Yi's fingertips and was none other than the Starry True Fire, one of the seven innate true fires.
"Hmph." Lin Yi uttered a soft shout, and the Starfire from his fingertips flew out, illuminating the eight magic arrays around the furnace at the same time.
Crimson flames rose, and the liquid in the furnace began to boil violently.
Lin Yi dared not delay and immediately went up to the high platform, the broken sword at his waist trembling incessantly.
The spirituality of this sword is beyond imagination.
Lin Yi was not surprised but delighted. The spirituality of the sword was just like the aptitude of a cultivator.
The higher the qualifications, the more worthwhile the investment.
"Go." Lin Yi untied the broken sword and tossed it gently into the furnace.
A buzzing, vibrating sound came from inside.
The broken sword did not fall directly into the liquid inside the furnace; instead, it floated on top of it.
Countless droplets flew up from the furnace and merged into the sword.
"Good, good, good." Lin Yi couldn't help but praise. Relying on his pseudo-"Man and Sword as One" state, he continuously poured Star River True Qi into the broken sword from a distance.
With the extreme transformation of Yin and Yang, the Three Lights Divine Water and the Starry True Fire naturally emerged.
The tempering by water and fire propelled the Broken Sword to further improvements.
As dawn broke and the sun rose, a melodious and clear dragon's roar resounded through the heavens, expressing the boundless joy of rebirth.
Lin Yi reached out and a long sword flew into his hand.
The sword has been tempered by water and fire countless times, its entire body is jet black and shiny, with fine patterns faintly visible on it. The cold blade is like lake water under the starry sky, shining with brilliance in its tranquility.
The Qilin shape that was originally engraved on the sword has disappeared.
Lin Yi said, "Lying dormant and unleashed, like a dragon in the abyss, let's call it the Dragon Abyss Sword."
Then, he gripped the sword hilt and focused his senses. The Xuanyuan Sword Qi that was originally stored in the sword was less than 30%. The cost of reforging the Longyuan Sword was actually more than the cost of killing Wu Tian.
Lin Yi unsheathed his sword and placed it aside. The scabbard was too short and no longer suitable for the reborn Dragon Abyss Sword.
The magic array around the furnace had long since stopped operating, and all the jade stones had lost their luster, appearing dull and gray.
The liquid in the furnace had already solidified.
Lin Yi frowned in annoyance. Emperor Zhaode was pursuing immortality, but he had been fooled by a few "Bigu Pills".
But human desires are never satisfied; the more one gets, the more one wants.
"I originally planned to forge an Emperor's Sword and then create a set of 'Emperor's Sword Techniques' for Emperor Zhaode to practice himself. I didn't expect that this first step would go wrong." Lin Yi pondered. The consumption of the Dragon Abyss Sword was far beyond his expectations. In the long run, this was naturally a good thing, but now it was a bit troublesome.
It's worth noting that Emperor Zhaode nearly emptied the imperial treasury to forge the Emperor's Sword. If this were to happen again, he would have no choice but to turn to the national treasury.
The national treasury is the lifeblood of a nation; it cannot be touched without authorization. If the national treasury is truly touched, those ministers loyal to the court will definitely fight Lin Yi to the death.
After stepping down from the platform and circling the oven a few times, Lin Yi suddenly slapped his forehead, laughed, and said, "I've got it!"
He still possesses the flesh of Wu Tian's centipede demon, which, if used for a blood sacrifice, could definitely be used to forge a qualified "Emperor's Sword".
"Someone come here!" Lin Yi shouted.
Zhang Jitong walked in from outside the courtyard and said, "Greetings, sir."