Chapter 703

The most famous way of fighting in the fairy way is the flying sword. Lu Zhengkang was naturally involved in these during his years as Pope. Although there is a sword in the name of flying sword, it doesn't stick to the fixed shape. Even a lump of dog excrement can be called Flying sword. Flying sword is a kind of magic weapon, but it has become a magnificent atmosphere. Therefore, the magic weapon of flying sword is always praised side by side, without subordination.

There are so many ways to refine the flying sword. Lu Zhengkang, as a powerful man in science and technology, has collected and traded the best skills. Some of them are rich, some of them are excellent, and some of them are universal. In addition to the method of refining weapons, there is also the method of imperial sword, and even the knack of cultivating both.

There are no more than two criteria for refining flying sword, one is shape refining, the other is quality refining. Shape refining is for flying sword to operate well, and quality refining is to improve the material properties of flying sword, which is not easy to damage.

The methods of imperial sword are different, but there are several stages, standards and realms.

The first standard is to test the fit between friars and flying swords. From the heart of the sword to the unity of man and sword, these are all thought-provoking. It depends on talent. Some people are born with sword bone and can carry the sword like an arm and finger. Some people have subtle magic power and can control the flying sword like a fish in water. Ordinary friars can only look at it and salivate, but they can't envy it.

The second standard is to test the fit between flying sword and mana. From basic sword to sword Qi rainbow, it can also be greatly helpful to refine the shape of flying sword. A flying sword with high level of shape refining is a mana amplifier. A piece of mana can produce very sword Qi, which is very good. The third criterion of

is to test the speed of awesome sword, from sword to thunder, to the great move of the universe, from sword to speed, from skill to understanding.

The fourth criterion is to test the number of imperial swords. There are differences between sword light differentiation and sword array. Although there are differences between operating one sword and multiple swords, each of them is a thoroughfare to heaven. Speaking of thoroughfare, I think of the leader of thoroughfare. Speaking of the leader of thoroughfare, I think of Zhuxian sword array. As an immortal array with high popularity and appearance rate, Lu Zhengkang really understands it The refining technique of the point killing immortal sword is just a beggar's version. Tongtian himself rubs mahjong with the Lord in the mirror universe.

The fourth standard is to test the strength of sword Qi. The highest level is to break ten thousand methods with one sword. The strength of sword Qi can be greatly improved by refining quality with flying sword.

The fifth standard is to test the understanding of kendo, that is, one sword produces all kinds of skills, and all roads lead to the same goal. If one sword can be used to interpret the world, it is beyond the limit of skills.

In the beginning, Lu Zhengkang used unscientific Alchemy to refine his magic weapons. It was the first time for him to transform an ordinary soldier into an immortal magic weapon.

In fact, the conditions for him to use the gas elixir furnace are very poor. His gas elixir is not a good product. People's Taoist smelting utensils use space as the furnace, stars as the charcoal, and the spiritual materials used are also the best products.

It's just a Longhai sword. The sword made in Wudi city after the decline of its vitality is an ordinary gold and iron sword. It's great. It's stained with Lu Zhengkang's blood. Its essence is very poor. It can support at most one refining of quality and two refining of shape. It's just a flying sword in the background of an immortal.

Shame.

Lu Zhengkang was embarrassed to adjust the fire. The immortals say that Samadhi is a real fire, and the appearance rate of this kind of fire is also very high. Then there are various versions. The most basic small samadhi fire is that the heart is the king fire, the kidney is the minister fire, and the bladder is the people fire. Because Lu Zhengkang's internal organs are all salt lumps, he can't use it. He doesn't have the conditions for the big samadhi fire It's also called true Samadhi. It's the patent of taishanglaojun. Where can he find taishanglaojun here.

Or can we only use Qi Dan as furnace and mind as fire to condense physical properties and extract elite. Lu Zhengkang is not picky. Anyway, Qi Dan is refined in this way. Isn't it good to use it?

Flying swords, functional props, are all in line with pragmatism. Lu Zhengkang still remembers that a highly developed Xiuzhen civilization likes to engage in capital, and then he advertised flying swords in the form of loudspeakers, which can fly in the sky and be yelled by monks.

Although Lu Zhengkang thinks that this kind of post-modern Xiuzhen civilization is punk and non mainstream, their way of life is still right. "Everyone needs his own flying sword. Are you still using wholesale and mass production? Come and order the small box sword quickly. We invite 12 million sword casting masters from various famous sword producing areas to customize the special sword for you. The small box sword is made by the master... "

Lu Zhengkang smiles and practices flying sword. He needs to be able to fly and cut people in his hand. That's what he needs.

Lu Zhengkang recites the truth, and the dark golden blood in the Longhai sword slowly seeps out, shining with strong light. Refining the vessel to repair the truth is to make the fake come true. The blood itself is just data, but the data has to be turned into reality by the rules set by ra9. Countless eyes open in the clouds above the nameless island.

Lu Zhengkang didn't know it.

His memory flashed back.

"Are you still grinding with a small steel mill?"

"Qiao Feng, you Khitan dog!"

"Would you like to come to my Mickey House?""Love is deep, rain is heavy..."

These confused shallow memories flash like slides, slowly precipitate, and the deeper contents come up.

"Lu Zhengkang, what are you doing?"

"Kangkang, do you want to talk to dad or mom?"

"Lu Zhengkang, I want to study art."

"Lu Zhengkang, go, Internet bar."

The past and the present are vivid in my mind. With the disappearance of these things, the lost memory also begins to cause trouble.

"Where are we going, sir?" A boy.

"Baishan, I'm dying." A woman.

"Buddha, I don't complain or regret." A girl.

"Little guy, I miss you." A bug.

Lu Zhengkang falls into a dream of emptiness. He floats on a sampan in a sea of liquid glass, surrounded by darkness. The antlers above him light candles.

A girl voice said something.

He suddenly felt a severe headache. Behind him, Kamsky suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

Lu Zhengkang felt as if he had drowned and fell into the sea of glass. He kept diving until he broke through the bottom of the sea.

He coughed, vomited the sea water in his lungs, inhaled the air deeply, the alarm sounded, he fell out of the life support cabin, and the researchers around him gathered around him, "Comrade Lu Zhengkang, what's the matter with you?"

"Where is this?"

"Virtual Entertainment Office, Zhenhai District, Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Let's call the counselor. "

Lu Zhengkang was stunned, "when is today?"

"Today, February 5th."

"February '93?"

"Right."

February 5 is the day when Lu Zhengkang entered the internal test of "three times of the world" for the first time. The researchers around him have a formulaic indifference. He looks at the familiar environment around him. He is really in the virtual office of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Before he became an internal surveyor, he is very familiar with it.

The black haired monster led master Tang in. They grabbed Lu Zhengkang's arm.

Lu Zhengkang pushed them away. "You are all illusions. You are all fake. I am in the nameless Island, in the South Pole

"Little comrade, your illusion is very serious. It seems that you are not suitable to participate in the internal test." Master Tang fell to the ground in confusion. A group of soldiers will be restless deer Zhengkang control.

Lu Zhengkang struggled, "I must be possessed! Su Xiangli! Where is she? "

"She's still in the internal test and she's doing very well. You can go home first. " The black haired monster covered his cheek, which was wiped by Lu Zhengkang's fist, and his face was gloomy.

"No, I have to look at her."

"There's no way. Take him to the archives."

Lu Zhengkang was twisted into an iron gray barreled machine, he was pressed on the binding chair, and the staff put the helmet on his head.

"Memory clearing..."

The subtle electric current poured into Lu Zhengkang's brain, and his eyes were white.

Kamsky grabbed Lu Zhengkang by the collar, "don't try! Peep at me! There is no room for the second in this evolutionary path! "

Lu Zhengkang has no way to say anything. His brain is almost burned out. He is almost crazy. His memory is rapidly disappearing and springing up. He feels that he has returned to his previous life and become a spectator's perspective.

Looking at himself playing for a while, the game becomes a worm. The worm gains the power of light and dark, flies out of the universe, and turns into a little monk. The little monk is high up and smiles at him. He sees his original God, three eyed White Ape, walking on the ice with a little boy, and grins back at him.

Thousands of reincarnation, thousands of faces, they look down on Lu Zhengkang.

He was in a coma under these infinite eyes.

When consciousness returned slowly, Lu Zhengkang felt himself floating on the water. He had a terrible headache. When he recalled, he only remembered that the stars in the sky were like eyes.

He was dragged onto a small sampan. It was Mr. Tang.

"Master Tang, I remember you didn't sacrifice?"

"Yes, I'm dead. Deer, you're here, too Tang shiye nodded to him, "the country is troubling you again. I'm sorry."

Lu Zhengkang shook his head, tears continued to flow down, "I'm just dreaming. I remember just now I was happily refining the flying sword. Why did I dream about this?"

"You just fell asleep. I'm going to crash this server. "

"How did I fall asleep?"

"See for yourself." Master Tang pointed to the sea, and Lu Zhengkang looked there. The glass sea turned into a mirror, showing Lu Zhengkang's behavior. He sat in the blank refuge on the first floor of the Jinshi tower to refine the flying sword. Then, a golden blood burst out of the Qi Dan furnace, and the burst wave threw Lu Zhengkang onto the wall, and his armor broke and he was on the verge of death.

In this state, he was forced to go to sleep.Lu Zhengkang can't believe it, "my mission is about to fail?"

"That's right." Master Tang nodded, "it's too late for you to go back now."

Lu Zhengkang was silent for a while, and suddenly sneered, "well, I see. You are also a fake. In fact, I'm still refining the flying sword. I'm just possessed. What I have to do now is calm down. "

Despite Mr. Tang's repeated dissuasions, he sat on the sampan, took a deep breath, and began to empty his body and mind.

Master Tang was sweating, "don't go deep into the dream! This dream is controlled by ra9. It's said that your thoughts are controlled. The more you indulge here, it will know more about you, and then you can't beat it at all. "

Lu Zhengkang sneered. His foreword didn't match his last words. He was still in a good mood just now. Now he began to threaten others with vicious words.

"What do I cheat you to do? I'm a part of you, Lu Zhengkang!" Master Tang's voice gradually changed into Lu Zhengkang's own.

"You are not a simple passer-by, Lu Zhengkang. You have your own mission. You need to find out what Kamsky is planning. He's lying to all of you. " If Lu Zhengkang opens his eyes, he can see that master Tang's face is half open. On one side, it belongs to Tang Sheng, and on the other side, it looks like Lu Zhengkang.

"You are already on the sixth floor, Lu Zhengkang! You can find a lot of truth here Master Tang yelled bitterly, "to find Kamsky, this sea is the dream of all salt people. If you want to find Kamsky, he will hide his memories in the sea!"

Master Tang suddenly cried out in fear: "they are coming. Be careful of them!" He screamed, Lu Zhengkang heard the sound of salivation, but everything was away from him.

Lu Zhengkang came back to himself. He was sitting on the ground. What's the appearance of an accident? He only remembered that he had been saved by master Tang. He didn't know much about the rest, but he knew that he was possessed.

Fortunately, this distraction not only did not cause any loss, but also made the refining effect surprisingly good.

Feijian has completed a shape refining and a quality refining. The progress is beyond imagination. He thought it could only be refined once.

Qi Dan almost dissipated, Lu Zhengkang quickly lit the dead salt on his body, while replenishing Dan Qi, he reached out to call Longhai.

After being refined, the original extremely long sword body is only two feet long and can only be used as a one handed sword. The mechanical deer has a strong physique. Holding this sword is more like holding a dagger.

But now that the sword can fly, that's the most important thing, isn't it?

The shape of the sword body is still the same as that of the eight faced Han sword, but the sword body turns into a beautiful dark gold, awe inspiring as light.

With flying sword, his fighting methods have increased countless, and he can deal with more complicated situations.

Lu Zhengkang is still worried about his sudden fire accident. He originally intended to dream after refining the flying sword. Now he's a little counsellor, so he plans to push the picture first.

Leaving the Jinshi tower, Lu Zhengkang found that the fog around him seemed to be more intense. There was some water on the ground, and the puddles presented a heavy texture, just like the melting glass crystal.

What's the situation?

He recalled the dream of the salt people, the sea of glass, and his heart was heavy. Deep in the fog, there was a low gasp, and something was watching Lu Zhengkang in the dark.

He set up the cage sea flying sword, and suddenly a sword cleaved to the deep fog, a golden long electricity suddenly went away, his Qi machine followed the flying sword, as if his palm was extending infinitely, suddenly hit something, only to hear a whimper, Lu Zhengkang's Qi machine should not feel the existence of the peeper, so he called the flying sword back.

The result of the small test does not make Lu Zhengkang happy.

He felt that the island was changing