After entering the immortal cave, Yi Feng took out the scroll that he had obtained. He began to read it seriously.
At this time, Yi Feng could already be regarded as a martial arts master. Although the things on the scroll were awkward and difficult to understand, it was not difficult for Yi Feng. Although it took some time, Yi Feng could understand it.
Yi Feng seriously read every word on the scroll repeatedly. The Zhu Xian Sword recognizing a master was a big matter. Yi Feng did not dare to be the slightest bit careless. The most important thing was that this was related to his return to the mainland.
After Yi Feng seriously studied for more than half a month, Yi Feng let out a sigh of relief. He put the scroll back into the ring and recalled the contents of the scroll in his mind.
After feeling that he did not miss anything, he stretched out his hand and removed the black cloth on his arm. The moment the black cloth was removed, Yi Feng's arm once again emitted a dazzling light.
Looking at the Zhu Xian Sword tattoo on his arm that was emitting light, Yi Feng's fingers frantically formed seals. The seals were complicated and fast, leaving only the shadows of the seals in the void.
When Yi Feng's hand seals were formed, the surrounding energy gathered in the direction of Yi Feng. However, this gathered energy did not enter Yi Feng's body. Instead, it gathered in Yi Feng's hand seals.
As the surrounding energy gathered more and more, Yi Feng made a slight stroke on his finger. Under this stroke of Yi Feng, a drop of blood slowly flowed out of Yi Feng's finger. When this drop of blood flowed out, the space trembled slightly under the trembling blood. It could be seen that this drop of blood had a surging power.
When this drop of blood was completely suspended in the middle of Yi Feng's handprint, the energy that had originally gathered all rushed towards this drop of blood. This drop of scarlet blood looked even more dazzling as streams of spirit energy poured into it.
When the gathered energy completely poured into the blood, this drop of blood had doubled in size. The terrifying power seemed to be about to erupt in the next moment.
Yi Feng looked at the somewhat uncontrollable blood and slowly moved towards Yi Feng's arm. When Yi Feng's blood essence approached the Zhu Xian Sword's light, this drop of blood instantly turned into a blood mist. It turned into the shape of the Zhu Xian Sword tattoo and covered the Zhu Xian Sword.
The original Zhu Xian Sword's light was instantly covered by Yi Feng's blood essence and blood mist.
When Yi Feng's blood essence completely integrated into the tattoo, Yi Feng felt a pain as if his flesh was being cut. As if the tattoo was cut cut off.
Under the pain, the original tattoo slowly protruded.
Looking at the tattoo that was slowly appearing on his arm, Yi Feng held his breath, and all the blood mist merged into it.
At this time, the tattoo, Yi's arm once's arm's arm.. And in front of Yi Feng, a sharp sword appeared. On the sword, there was a blood light flashing.
Looking at the Zhu Xian Sword floating in the void, his eyes lit up. "There's a chance."
Usually, Yi Feng couldn't force the Zhu Xian Sword out of his arm. But this time, using the blood sacrifice method, the Zhu Xian Sword was forced out. If the Zhu Xian Sword could be forced out with this method, then Yi Feng had hope of getting out of the secret realm. At least, holding the Zhu Xian Sword, Yi Feng had the confidence to break the light film.
However, since this blood sacrifice method could force the Zhu Xian Sword out, it meant that it was useful. Maybe he could really make the Zhu Xian Sword recognize him as its master.
Thinking of this, Yi Feng naturally didn't want to give up this opportunity so easily. Looking at the Zhu Xian Sword floating in the void, the seals in his hands were madly formed again.
At the moment when Yi Feng's fingers were madly forming seals, the spiritual energy from the outside world kept rushing into the cave. This terrifying Spirit Qi gathered in Yi Feng's hand seal, and finally formed various hand seal patterns that seemed to have substance.
At the same time as these handprint patterns appeared, a drop of blood essence appeared on Yi Feng's finger again. Looking at the emergence of the blood essence, Yi Feng's face was dignified. Blood essence was extremely important for warriors, especially for Sage Stage experts. It was even more difficult to recover.
However, for the Zhu Xian Sword, Yi Feng was willing to pay such a price.
At the moment when the blood essence appeared, the handprint patterns rushed into the blood essence.
When all the spiritual energy poured into the blood essence, Yi Feng's eyes were a little gloomy. The original blood essence suddenly burst, covering the Zhu Xian Sword, and all merged into it.
After the blood essence merged into it, Yi Feng's fingers were still constantly changing. And under Yi Feng's changes, the original handprint patterns appeared on the Zhu Xian Sword, and then immediately turned into raging flames, and began to crazily roast the Zhu Xian Sword.
Under the roasting of the flames, the Zhu Xian Sword was obviously restless and began to tremble crazily. A great resistance surged towards the flames, and under such power, the flames were quickly weakened until only a few sparks were left.
Seeing this scene, Yi Feng's coexistence energy burst out from his body. As the coexistence energy poured into the flames, the flames soared crazily again. The raging flames continued to roast the Zhu Xian Sword.
Yi Feng also used the coexistence energy to suppress the counterattack of the Zhu Xian Sword, but the power of the Zhu Xian Sword was extremely terrifying. It was not inferior to him in the slightest. Under Yi Feng's crazy suppression, he could not suppress it.
"Damn!" Yi Feng cursed angrily. Looking at the flames that were shrinking again, the seals in his hand were madly formed again. Drops of blood essence appeared on his hand, and then they were injected into the Zhu Xian Sword.
Under the continuous injection of Yi Feng's blood essence, the flames were finally guaranteed not to weaken. The Zhu Xian Sword was also emitting a blazing aura.
Under the use of such a terrifying amount of blood essence, Yi Feng's face gradually turned pale. Such a crazy consumption of blood essence had a great impact even on a sage level like him.
However, Yi Feng, who had already used his blood essence to refine the Zhu Xian Sword, naturally would not give up halfway. Although such a consumption of blood essence might leave a terrible hidden injury, there was no other choice.
Ordinary sage level blood essence would take more than a year to recover from a drop of blood essence. And for Yi Feng to use his blood essence recklessly, it was not something that could be easily recovered with time.
According to the scroll, the Zhu Xian Sword was far more difficult to deal with than other spirit weapons. Five drops of blood essence was enough to refine a normal high level spirit weapon. However, Yi Feng far exceeded five drops of blood essence.
The flames on the Zhu Xian Sword were still burning, and Yi Feng's blood essence flowed into the Zhu Xian Sword like water and was completely devoured by the Zhu Xian Sword. Yi Feng's whole body began to lose weight. His bones began to be exposed, and his skin turned yellow. It was as if he had returned to the time when he rescued Die Yunyu and Zi Yin.
And the two types of power of law in Yi Feng's body were also constantly cooperating with the blood sacrifice.
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