Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 463 The End of Fulong's Life
Only now did he realize that if he had drawn in an extra bit of fire energy during the quenching process, the sharpness of the halberd's edge would have increased by three points, and if he had added the pattern of the Xun wind when inscribing the runes, the flow of the evil energy would have been even more harmonious.

The perfect level of Heavenly Craftsmanship has its unique features.

He immediately threw the heavy halberd back into the furnace and began to reforge it.

Three months later.

With another wave of his hand, the crimson flames in the furnace surged, and several pieces of fire-attribute spirit ore were melted into a crimson flying wheel with sharp edges like knives. When it rotated, the flames surged and it could fly with mysterious fire. It could be used for both long-range attacks and close combat, and it was just right to be held by one of the six arms.

"You have successfully crafted a low-grade magic weapon, the Crimson Flame Flying Wheel, and your proficiency with the Eight Views of Xuandu has increased."

Time flies, and another three months have passed.

Xu Yunfan formed a sword shape with his fingers, and a beam of azure light shot out from his fingertips, accurately entering the refining furnace.

The eight spiritual flames within the furnace suddenly split apart, with the breath of the Xun wind and the essence of Yi wood intertwining and swirling, forming a cyan vortex within the furnace.

At the center of the vortex, a uniquely shaped chain sword gradually appeared. The sword was made of nine jade-like links, each of which was engraved with fine Xunfeng runes.

The sword pommel is triangular and pyramidal, with a faint, cold glint in its eyes. The sword tail is adorned with three bell-sized green jade beads, which vibrate slightly with the airflow and emit a clear, melodious sound.

"Azure Chain Sword, complete!"

Xu Yunfan scanned the area with his divine sense and was pleased to find that there was a hidden mechanism at the joint of the chain links. When he infused it with magic power, the nine chain links could be stretched into a sword in an instant.

When gathering its magical power, it can coil around softly like a serpent.

After being refined and nurtured, this chain sword can be used as easily as one's own arm, making it a fine example among inferior magical treasures.

Although the Heavenly Craftsmanship was not of a high grade, its unique mechanical design concept, when integrated into the art of weapon crafting, actually increased the power of the magical artifact by three points.

Even more ingenious are those three jade beads, which are actually containers for storing the energy of the Xun wind. When facing an enemy, they can suddenly explode to form a wind blade cage.

The refining process lasted for two and a half years. Xu Yunfan was completely focused, and the formation of each magic weapon was accompanied by the unique refining techniques of the "Xuandu Eight Scenes Refining Heaven and Creating Clouds Book".

The eight scenic spots rotate in turn, endlessly renewing themselves.

The spiritual flames within the furnace constantly shifted, sometimes blazing like the sun, sometimes chilling like ice, bringing out the full potential of the materials' properties.

"Your proficiency... is increasing quite quickly."

He glanced at the attribute panel, and the progress bar for the Eight Views of Xuandu was climbing at a visible speed.

The forging technique, which was originally only at the minor level, rapidly approached the major level during this high-intensity weapon refining process.

"Indeed, real-world experience is the fastest way to improve."

A slight smile played on his lips; this was all the result of his hard work.

To be honest, if this were outside the world, his expertise in the characteristics of various spiritual ores, and his ability to use the energy of the Eight Sceneries of Xuandu to find the perfect way to integrate them, making each one he refines a success, would be truly astonishing.

In terms of the art of weapon crafting, looking across the cultivation world of the Northern Continent, there are probably only a handful of weapon crafters who are as proficient in the properties of various spiritual ores as he is, and who can precisely harmonize material conflicts using the Qi of the Eight Sceneries of Xuandu.

After completing the "Eight Views of Xuandu: The Cloud Book of Heavenly Creation," his perception of the spiritual materials of heaven and earth had reached an extremely subtle level.

Upon receiving each piece of ore, there's no need for deliberate exploration; the eight scenic clouds will naturally circulate within it, reflecting the material's most essential characteristics to the heart.

Where the essence of fire is contained, and where the energy of water is hidden, can all be seen as clearly as the lines on the palm of one's hand.

What's even more remarkable is the unique harmonizing ability of this weapon-refining method.

Ordinary weapon refiners often need to spend a lot of energy to neutralize the conflict when faced with materials with conflicting attributes, but he can use the principle of the Eight Trigrams Cycle to make water and fire complement each other and metal and wood blend together, perfectly forging seemingly incompatible materials.

“That Li Baichuan, sitting on a mountain of gold without knowing it, is a Foundation Establishment True Person.”

Xu Yunfan continued to devote himself to weapon forging.

On the ninth day, the spiritual flames in the furnace suddenly subsided, and the eight beams of light transformed into streams of light, all disappearing into the last magical treasure.

It was a longsword, entirely silver-white, its blade like a mirror, reflecting a cold light. It was forged from "Mysterious Ice Cold Iron" mined from the depths of Cold Crow Pass. When the sword was drawn, a chilling aura emanated from it, capable of freezing an opponent's magical power. "It's done!"

Xu Yunfan let out a long sigh of relief, waved his sleeve, and lifted the furnace lid, revealing six magical treasures floating in the air, each radiating a different spiritual pressure.

He nodded in satisfaction, and with a thought, all six weapons flew into his storage bag.

"Now that I have three heads and six arms, I finally have a suitable magic weapon to fill it. Next, I will refine these six magic weapons into my Dharma form, so that I can also use the power of the magic weapons to increase my cultivation."

He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, feeling the flow of magical power within his body.

Although refining weapons is mentally taxing, the refining process of the "Eight Scenes of Xuandu Refining Heaven and Creating Cloud Book" is itself a form of cultivation. In particular, the tempering by the Eight Scenes Fire makes his magical power more and more solid.

"Next, we just need to wait for the innate pure and turbid energy within Hanya Pass to burst forth."

His gaze was deep as he looked out of the cave.

"The Arhat Subduing Dragon... Ha, let's see who has more patience."
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"He hasn't come out yet?"

The wrathful Arhat was starting to lose his composure. Although he had cultivated a Buddha-like heart, he acted with the fierce demeanor of a wrathful king and was always in a hurry. Now, after waiting for almost twenty years, his patience had been completely exhausted.

"Twenty years."

The angry-looking Arhat smashed his vajra heavily into the mountain rock, sending fragments flying, his expression slightly agitated.

"Does this fiend intend to die of old age inside the pass?"

The Arhat Fulong sat cross-legged on the blue stone, the dragon pattern on his neck already showing signs of fading: "Amitabha. This child's steadfastness of mind is beyond expectation."

He appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was cursing.

This demonic sect beast is no different from a coward.

They actually stayed in Hanya Pass for twenty years without venturing out, and the intelligence they obtained showed that the other party hadn't even stepped out of their cave.

"Senior brother, why must you boost the enemy's morale!" The wrathful Arhat's eyes blazed with anger. "Why not just attack Cold Crow Pass directly, and with the wrath of the Bright King, manifest the karmic fire lotus, and burn this demonic pass to ashes!"

"Glare your eyes!"

Cihang Luohan's white eyebrows trembled slightly. "Do you think the Yuanmo Sect's Xuanming Seven Fiends Formation is just for show? Have you forgotten the method of instantly changing the formation twenty years ago? If Fulong hadn't run away quickly, he would probably have already been reincarnated."

The mountain wind suddenly subsided.

As the Arhat Fulong gazed toward the pass, he suddenly coughed violently, and blood seeped from between his fingers.

Upon seeing this, the Arhat with Wrathful Eyes was greatly surprised: "How could my senior brother have such a dragon-like appearance?"

"This old monk's lifespan is coming to an end; this physical body cannot last more than three years."

The Arhat Fulong wiped away the bloodstains, and the dragon pattern faded even further. "The longevity pill bestowed by the Bodhisattva back then could not withstand the erosion of karma in the end."

Cihang Luohan silently clasped his hands in prayer.

Of the three, the Arhat Fulong is the oldest, nearing the age of four hundred.

This twenty-year-long blockade, instead of practicing in the temple presided over by the Pure Land of Bodhidharma, has accelerated the loss of vitality.

"That's all."

The Arhat Fulong rose shakily, "This old monk needs to return to the Pure Land to see the Bodhisattva and request the decree for my reincarnation. You two should go first."

"Brother!"

The Arhat with Wrathful Eyes asked anxiously, "Are we just going to let that demon go like this?"

(End of this chapter)