It is very dangerous to actively lure the evil spirits in the sword that have not been tamed into the purple palace. Once the sword holder fails to control the sword spirit, he will suffer backlash and become a sword slave who only knows how to kill bloodthirsty and will never be liberated.

But this method is also the fastest and easiest way to subdue a sword spirit, and there is no worries. As long as you succeed, you can fully communicate with the sword spirit. You can exert the power of the flying sword with only three points of energy.

However, only those who witness it can know the dangers, so this method is generally only used by sword practitioners.

This is how Xiao Fanyun's green lotus sword in his previous life was subdued. Later, after the realm reached the point of being an external object, he released the sword spirit and freely turned it into a human and accepted it as a disciple.

"I don't know what that girl is now. I believe no one can compete with her for the position of Lord of the Sword Pavilion." Xiao Fanyun couldn't help but smile knowingly when he thought of his lovely disciple.

Even though he is still subduing the evil spirit, he can still be distracted. He is either he is arrogant or fearless.

Because subduing the sword spirit does not require cultivation, but sword intent!

Therefore, a mere little evil spirit is not taken seriously by Taoists, and even recalls the past with all their hearts.

"Are you convinced?" Xiao Fanyun wandered outside the sky for a long time before he came to his senses, and then forced the sword spirit out.

The sword spirit buzzed and trembled as soon as it returned to the sword, obviously convinced.

"Just convince yourself." Xiao Fanyun cut his fingertips and forced a drop of essence and blood to drop on the sword.

The essence and blood immediately merged into the sword body and turned into blood patterns.

Xiao Fanyun waved a few times and smiled and said, "When I go and find a piece of good iron to reshape the sword body for you."

"Clang!" The broken sword roared, crisp and pleasant like a dragon's roar.

"Your dragon roar is too tender, keep sucking some dragon energy." Xiao Fanyun laughed loudly, and threw it back into the dragon spring despite the resistance from the broken sword: "Soak it well, don't run around."

"Gululululululululululululu!" A trace of resentment came from the bottom of the water.

Xiao Fanyun turned around and left with a long sleeve, passed by Baoding and patted him a few times and told him: "Look at home."

Ding! Baoding let out a buzzing sound, as if responding to him.

Xiao Fanyun walked around the Sanqing Palace and came to the Bagua Palace to return to his room. He took out his mobile phone that had not been turned on for a long time and charged and turned on. He immediately received many missed calls.

Basically, the phone calls were called by my uncle, and Yang Hongwei had a few, and Taoist Master Tiangang also called.

Fortunately, before Xiao Fanyun went into seclusion, he told his uncle that if he heard the morning bell and evening drum every day, he would not go up the mountain to disturb him. As for the task of ringing the bell and drums, he would naturally give it to Xiaohua and Xiaobai to do it.

Xiao Fanyun first called his uncle and told him that he had come out of seclusion.

Then he sent Yang Hongwei a text message, telling him that he could take the job, after all, it would be quite expensive to find a good iron to reshape the flying sword.

Finally, he called Taoist Master Tiangang, but no one answered the answer, so he sent a text message to tell him that he had left the customs.

Putting down the phone, Xiao Fanyun took out a heavy laptop from the drawer.

This computer was given to him by Yang Hongwei, saying that it was convenient for him to review the design drawings, but he had never used it several times.

Open the hood with a skull-like pattern, turn on the computer and connect to the Internet, and then search for various rare metals online.

The world is different, and Xiao Fanyun doesn't know what kind of metal is suitable for sacrificing flying swords in this world, so he planned to buy some of them first to try it out. As a result, the first dozen vulgar iron and copper are fine, but you can buy them in tons and tons with a little money. As a result, when it comes to the rare elements behind, the amount of only one gram is often priced at tens of millions, which makes Xiao Fanyun shocked.

The key is that many countries do not allow them to be sold at all, and ordinary people have nowhere to buy them if they have money.

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it..." Xiao Fanyun shook his head repeatedly, turned back to the previous pages, picked some cheap metals and prepared to practice it first. After all, he had not sacrificed and refined the flying sword for more than 300 years.

In the afternoon, Yang Hongwei saw a text message and called Xiao Fanyun, and then sent three large orders to the drawings and surrounding topographic maps through email.

After carefully reading it, Xiao Fanyun left two copies, and the one he rejected was marked with the word "Evil Place" and returned.

At night, he suddenly reminded him on his mobile phone that one million was received in the Taoist temple support account. Then Yang Hongwei called and said that the million was donated by the big boss who accidentally bought a bad land.

Xiao Fanyun knew it and did not give up the money pretentiously. After all, he was short of money now.

That night, Xiao Fanyun placed a few rare metal materials online with the newly recorded one million.

In the following days, these metal materials arrived one after another.

Xiao Fanyun went down the mountain to the village committee to get the express delivery. When the old branch secretary saw him, he looked at him blankly for a long time.

"Uncle, I won't recognize me if I don't see you in March?" Xiao Fanyun chuckled.

The old branch secretary said in surprise: "Xiaoyun, can you still increase your height when you practice Taoism? I remember that you were only over 1.8 meters tall? Now I think you are at least 1.9 meters tall?"

"It's not that exaggerating." Xiao Fanyun picked up a few heavy express delivery and smiled: "It's only increased by one foot, it's 1.83 meters now."

The old branch secretary was amazed and said, "If you have any magic pills that can increase your height, you will definitely make a fortune."

Xiao Fanyun smiled and said, "There is no magic pill, it's just that I'm developing late. Okay, I'll go back to the mountain. If there is a new express delivery, just call me."

The old branch secretary sent Xiao Fanyun out of the door, and still felt it was too magical when he looked at his tall back.

As soon as he returned to the mountain, Xiao Fanyun immediately began to test the dozen pieces of metal he had just obtained separately.

The test method is also very simple. First, it is to inject spiritual energy to see which metal is the best ventilation.

After some experiments, it was found that the best ventilation was silver...

"It's the same as the world of my deity." Xiao Fanyun shook his head secretly, because the silver is too soft to make a sword, and at most it is used to decorate the spiritual pattern with gilded silver.

The same is true for the copper, gold and aluminum metals lined behind silver. They are either too soft or too brittle, with high ventilation, but they cannot bear the pressure after the infusion of spiritual energy.

As for the other rare metals bought at a high price, they either have the same situation, either lack one's hardness and toughness, or both but have extremely low ventilation.

Anyway, no one is perfect.

Xiao Fanyun shook his head speechless, and could only expect that a few metal samples that had not arrived yet would surprise him.

In a few more days, the remaining metal samples arrived one after another.

Xiao Fanyun went to the foot of the mountain to retrieve the package and after some experiments, he was still very disappointed.

"Is there no metal suitable for sacrificing flying swords in this world?" Xiao Fanyun sat in front of the computer and frowned deeply. He then tapped the rare metals that were not even rich enough to buy. Seeing the long list of zeros below, he sighed that he could not afford it even if the country made it sell.

In fact, there is another way, which is to find an identical ancient sword for sacrifice and refining, and integrate its essence and Taoist essence into the remaining sword to restore the remaining sword.
Chapter completed!