"Just agree."

Lin Dong raised his hand and pinched it gently.

Hurry!

In an instant, the fragments of the fire unicorn scattered on the ground condensed together and floated in front of him.

After doing all this, he seemed to remember something, turned around and asked, "By the way, what weapon do you want?"

"sword!"

Duan Zhengxian, who had been stunned for a long time, woke up and chose the sword without any hesitation.

Just now, the Bai Xiao Kuangsheng in front of him had already said that he would pass on a sword technique.

What is it that there is a Dharma or no instrument?

This is his simple thought.

"Sword?"

"It just so happened that what I told you was sword technique. With this sword in there, you will dominate the side."

Lin Dong smiled and sat down slowly.

puff!

The next moment, a flame suddenly appeared in his hand, and then the fragments of the fire unicorn floated on his palms.

Duan Zhengxian was stunned again.

In his opinion, Lin Dong's behavior was like a god.

Staring at the scene in front of him, he kept swallowing his saliva and even began to imagine a better life in the future.

Can't you afford to marry a wife?

Sorry, starting today, he no longer has to worry about this!

By the way!

This person seems like a god and must not be too slow to take it!

While he was thinking about it, he saw Lin Dong's frown and quickly lowered his head.

In fact.

Lin Dong frowned because he saw through his thoughts.

The main reason is that he felt a faint evil spirit.

Extremely weak.

Obviously.

Even if these materials become a sword, it is absolutely impossible to turn into a Fire Lin Sword.

"Add some stuff?"

After thinking about it, Lin Dong finally made up his mind. With his brows loosened, he slowly injected the evil thoughts hidden in his heart into the sword.

What's going on?

Duan Zhengxian, who was standing beside him, suddenly felt very cold.

He glanced around and frost was actually condensed on the wall.

In an instant, he became stupid again.

He had felt how hot Lingyun Cave was at this moment.

Lin Dong used fire to practice swords.

So, where does this coldness come from?

Duan Zhengxian, who has not yet entered the world, certainly does not understand how all this happened.

Now he is not qualified to come into contact with so many things.

He can only watch.

However, he was very sure that no matter what the sword in front of him turned into, he wanted it.

Must be!

“A little bit too much…”

Thinking of the fate of this sword, Lin Dong took back a large part of the malice. After sensing it for a while, he smiled and continued to forge the sword.

Time passed by little by little.

I don't know how long it has passed.

A fire flashed, but with some kind of cold sword, it suddenly appeared in front of him.

Buzz!

at the same time.

The Qingping Sword on Lin Dong's waist moved.

He smiled and patted Qingping's sword, comforting him, "Be good, this sword is for others, why are you jealous?"

Strange to say.

After this sentence, the Qingping Sword on his waist stopped moving.

Duan Zhengxian, who saw this scene secretly, was stunned for the third time.

Swords still have spirits?

"The sword has a spirit."

Before he could continue thinking, Lin Dong had already explained: "After this sword is formed, it will be very spiritual. At that time, I hope you can use your own blood as a guide. Otherwise, even descendants of the Duan Family would not be able to control this sword."

Although the method of refining this sword is simple, the materials are not unusual.

but.

But he was refined by Lin Dong.

It also incorporates the malice hidden in his heart.

To put it alone, this sword is indestructible.

However, Lin Dong is still very clear about the fate of this sword. If no one can break it, it would be no fun.

at least.

The one who died of the family should have the possibility of breaking it.

To do this, Lin Dong can only achieve it through one method.

Forged with blood!

In this way, the sword will be connected to the master's life. Although malicious intentions will gradually erode the master, it will not be impossible for anyone to use it.

"Blood?"

Duan Zhengxian was stunned for a moment, and then feared that Lin Dong would doubt it, so he nodded repeatedly and said, "No problem, no problem."

"alright."

After a while of time passed, Lin Dong looked at the sword that had been completely formed but did not achieve the divine light, and waved to Duan Zhengxian: "It's your turn."

"What, how to do it?"

Duan Zhengxian got up and stretched out his hand with anticipation: "Can you just cut it open?"

"You are not afraid of pain..."

Lin Dong shook his head with emotion, pointed to the other party's finger and said, "One or two drops will be fine. Moreover, this sword has just been completed, and it already has the evil spirit of the Fire Kirin. If you dare to touch it, you may not know how to die if you die."

"knew."

Duan Zhengxian was startled and smiled awkwardly. Then he bit his finger and carefully forced a drop of blood, slowly dripping on the bright red sword.

laugh!

After a white mist rose, he felt that something on his body seemed to have left.

When he watched again, he suddenly realized that the sword floating in Lin Dong's palm seemed to be the "part" on his body.

"You can't help it?"

Lin Dong glanced at him, slowly handed over the sword, took out the book that had written two lines of the book with a smile and asked, "What do you think this sword should be called?"

"Fire Lin Sword!"

After Duan Zhengxian grabbed the Huolin Sword, he subconsciously said these three words, and then he firmly said: "Yes, it's called Huolin Sword!"

"It's up to you..."

Lin Dong thought about it, nodded and picked up his pen and wrote it in the book: "Nan Lin Duan's [Fire Lin Sword], the sword is as strong as a fire hell. If the sword tip penetrates the heart, the blood in the middle will be like evaporated to dryness in an instant, and the blood will be exhausted!"
To be continued...