Chapter 67: Sword is made of eyes, Cangming Xuanjiao

"The fourth step is to open the eyes of the candle dragon!"

Zhang Xiaochun held a spell in his hand, moving the Candle Dragon Blood Pearl between his fingers, and looked at the sword in front of him with a serious look.

It was inevitable to feel a little nervous. After all, it was still unclear whether the Black Water Snake could embark on the path of transformation into a dragon with Zhulong as the end.

He took a deep breath, and passed his hands over the sword, and lines of magic were absorbed into the sword.

Then, he kept pointing the sword in his hand, using the blood of Zhulong as a guide, and tapped the red round bead on the hilt of the sword.

Fresh blood seeped into the bead, instantly activating the power within it, causing a red blood light to appear. As time passed, the red light gradually converged and turned into a tiny red candle dragon shadow, sinking into the sword body.

I saw a ray of hot red light shooting out from the round bead and straight into the sky. At the same time, thunder rumbled in the sky, as if a real dragon was wandering in the sky, making a deafening dragon roar.

The weapon refining thunder tribulation has arrived.

Zhang Xiaochun finally smiled, knowing in his heart that at this moment, he had succeeded! I, the Taoist priest, have succeeded!
Zhang Xiaochun looked at the black sword in his hand, which kept clanging. He immediately withdrew his heavenly magical powers and let it fly into the sky to be struck by thunder!
"The last step is to survive the thunderstorm!"

The thunder tribulation is a test from heaven and earth to all things, and it is also an opportunity for living things to evolve. As long as they survive the thunder tribulation, the blood of the Candle Dragon in the Black Water Snake's body will be completely absorbed by it, and from then on, it will transform from a snake into a dragon, with greater potential.

The thunder roared, shaking the nine heavens. At the same time, the wind and rain came together. The long sword turned into the body of a black water snake. It roared towards the sky, broke through the air and pierced through the clouds, making bursts of hissing sounds.

At this time, the Black Water Mystic Snake was being tempered by the thunder tribulation. Every time it experienced thunder, there would be some changes on its body.

On the snake's head, the inky black horn was like a black blade, breaking through the cuticle and giving off a faint metallic luster, like hard and cold steel, just like a black-horned dragon snake.

Its snake scales also rolled over and over under the thunder, and the skin and flesh curled up. Then new black dragon scales grew out, and red light appeared in the deep ink color, as if endless mysteries were hidden in it.

The snake's body was extremely flexible, and it had four ferocious claws. Every time it swam, it seemed to be imitating the posture of a dragon, showing a trend of transformation.

Zhang Xiaochun stood on the top of Kongsang Mountain with burning eyes, looking at the black water snake in the sky that was struggling but becoming more and more powerful, and said with certainty in his heart:
"The blood of the candle dragon really worked!"

The last three thunder tribulations.

The Black Water Mystic Snake transformed into the state of a long sword again. Under the thunder tribulation, the black and red colors intertwined on the sword body, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, as if it was competing with the thunder tribulation.

The thunderbolt became more and more violent, and the light above it became brighter and brighter. Every time the thunder struck, it seemed to be tempering the quality of the sword, while also stimulating the Candle Dragon bloodline hidden in the Black Water Snake's body.

Finally, after experiencing nine thunder tribulations, the thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, and the black sword slowly fell down and fell into Zhang Xiaochun's hands.

At this moment, the sword is no longer black and red as before, but has turned into a deep black. A faint blood-red dragon pattern flows on the sword body, and the red round bead on the hilt has become more crystal clear, as if it contains a world inside.

It was also like the blood-colored eyes of a candle dragon, staring at the other party.

"It's done!"

Zhang Xiaochun looked at the long sword in his hand, which was bloody, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. At this moment, the power of the Zhulong Sword was definitely not inferior to the Taibai Silver Dragon, and it was even slightly stronger.

He stroked the mirror-like sword body. The sword body was so cold that it could condense dew, but what it condensed was not ordinary dew, but blood beads.

Kill people and drink blood!

This sword devours souls and blood!

The souls killed by the sword will be imprisoned in the blood bead and turned into blood-qi sword slaves!
This sword can cut through yin and yang, day and night!
The sword turns into a blue dragon, commanding thousands of ghosts!
"Black Water Mysterious Dragon Sword?"

Zhang Xiaochun murmured softly: "No, the Cangming Sword is better. The sword is made of eyes. From now on, you will be the Cangming Black Dragon!"

The Cangming sword in his hand seemed to sense its master's intention. The sword body trembled slightly, making a low sword sound, like a low dragon's roar, as if responding to Zhang Xiaochun.

Afterwards, Zhang Xiaochun used the Xuanyuan Diamond found from the Black Water Serpent's lair to refine the tortoise-patterned pot again, making it even more indestructible.

Two ferocious beasts, the Black Turtle and the Black Dragon, appeared beside Zhang Xiaochun, one on the left and one on the right like guardians. As their powers blended, they actually formed the phantom of the Black Tortoise of the North Sea.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Xiaochun, standing on the Fuyue Black Turtle and wearing a dark robe, laughed wildly and wantonly at the top of Kongsang Mountain, playing the role of the founder of the evil sect to life.

Everyone in the Blood Refining Hall at the foot of the mountain knelt down in submission and congratulated in unison: "Congratulations to the ancestor for completing his magic weapon!"

The Cangming Sword turned into a ferocious blue dragon with three vertical pupils, bloodshot eyes, dragon horns like halberds, and dull scales. It accompanied Zhang Xiaochun and let out bursts of dragon roars! "Give orders. Twenty-two days later, I, the ancestor, will gather thousands of fellow disciples of my Holy Church on Kongsang Mountain to hold an Ascension Conference.

At that time, the ancestor will personally begin to lecture on the true teachings of the Holy Religion!
Anyone who is interested can become my disciple! "

"I will obey my ancestor's decree!"

Zhang Xiaochun looked at the group of demon cubs at the foot of the mountain, then looked towards the direction of Qingyun Sect. He couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Three months and three months, in another three months, I'm afraid I will become the leader of the Demon Sect."

.........

In the Hongmeng space.

With the Blood Refining Hall's people arranging the Immortal Ascension Conference, Zhang Xiaochun took a break from his busy schedule to come here to chat in the group.

After reading Zhang Xiaochun's memories, Wu Geng Jichu was somewhat speechless and said, "You really didn't use the name Zhang Xiaochun in vain!

He went from the righteous path to the evil path, just like Bai Xiaochun. He was first a proud disciple of the righteous path, and then became a saint-like figure of the evil path. His life trajectory is the same.

Qingyun Sect's Zhang Xiaochun is against Lingxi Sect's Bai Xiaochun, Lianxue Hall's Li Feiyu is against Xuexi Sect's Ye Zang, will they have to rely on their own influence to unify the two sects of good and evil? "

Yuan Chu could only express his admiration for Zhang Xiaochun's ability to have fun. He created an alias and switched between the righteous and evil sects at will. He was so good at it!
Zhu Xian Zhang Xiaochun scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hehe, you've seen through me. With Bai Xiaochun's successful case, it's understandable that I would follow his example!"

Wu Geng Jiyuanchu warned: "You'd better take it easy. Don't mess up and make yourself unpopular with both sides. It will be very interesting if everyone wants to kill you, both the righteous and the evil sects."

"Look at what you said. With our cleverness, we have never failed before!" Zhang Xiaochun patted his chest and said with a guarantee.

Wu Geng glanced at the beginning of the era: "I finally found it!"

Zhu Xian Zhang Xiaochun: "What did you discover(.)"

Wu Geng Ji Yuan Chu: "You are as shameless as Bai Xiaochun. As the saying goes, if the water is too clear, there will be no fish; if the people are too cheap, they will be invincible.

I now seriously suspect that when I created you, the prototype was based on Bai Xiaochun's!"

Lu Chun suddenly appeared behind Yuanchu Daojun: "Oh, you found me!"

At the beginning of the Wu Geng era: "Fuck! The deity!"

Zhu Xian Zhang Xiaochun: "Damn it, you're scaring me to death, okay? When will you come online?"

The two were startled by Lu Chun's sudden appearance. Lu Chun's elusive presence made him look just like the omnipresent class teacher at school.

The two of them felt like they were caught saying bad things.

Lu Chun sat back in his seat and said, "I just came online not long ago, but Yu Jing, you are making great progress!
You have destroyed the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and killed your way through the Tianyin Temple. I am afraid that you, the Black Turtle Patriarch Li Feiyu, are now showing a tendency to become the number one person in the Demonic Path. "

Zhu Xian Zhang Xiaochun said embarrassedly: "Haha, I'm so flattered. I'm just poor, so I just changed my name and did some no-cost business."

Lu Chun teased Zhang Xiaochun:

"How does it feel to be on top of everyone else?"

Zhu Xian Zhang Xiaochun scratched his head: "You know what, this feeling is really good. I can already vaguely feel the feeling of thousands of immortals coming to pay homage to me."

Lu Chun: "Then keep up the good work and have fun, but don't forget your mission!"

Zhu Xian Zhang Xiaochun nodded:

"Don't worry, I won't forget it!"

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