I Am a Taoist Priest in Hollywood

Chapter 472 Red Lightning Flying Sword (2 more)

"It's really useful." Shen Jiarou looked excited: "Come out with me, I haven't visited Los Angeles well.

Chu Feng looked at her with anticipation and said helplessly, "Okay."

Los Angeles is the seat of Hollywood, so there is no need to say much about the prosperity here.

Chu Feng accompanied Shen Jiarou for three full days, almost visited the entire Los Angeles, and played all the places to play. Only then did she satisfy Shen Jiarou.

Of course, there are all kinds of things to buy.

In the past, Shen Jiarou was always dressed in white, but now she can wear it differently.

After saying goodbye to Shen Jiarou, Chu Feng returned to Baopuzhai, provoking a series of complaints from Summer.

It has been more than a month since Chu Feng disappeared. If he hadn't been on the phone all the time, Summer would have thought that he had returned to China again.

"One Eight Three" Indeed, this time Chu Feng was delayed a little longer.

The two trips to alchemy actually took a month.

Even the Taolin side received another thunder and lightning.

But Chu Feng's alchemy was at a critical moment, and there was no past, and everything was handed over to Lilith.

Lilith didn't let him down. Everything followed the steps that Chu Feng gave her, and she met the thunderbolt smoothly.

But because the interval was too short, two peach trees were struck to death by lightning.

The other peach trees survived without a hitch.

Now, on the Taolin side, all five strikes of lightning struck the peach trees.

There are also two ready-made materials, waiting for Chu Feng to pick up.

Chu Feng waited until Summer had complained enough before asking her, "Is there nothing to do during this time?"5

"No." Summer said: "Occasionally, if something happens, buy a talisman and it will be solved.

"Hmm." Chu Feng nodded, the things that Fu Lu could solve were not big issues.

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Only, he felt strange.

This time, after more than a month, nothing came to my door.

In the past, such a thing was very rare.

Chu Feng thought for a while and understood a little.

It should be his Cursed Eye, which has less impact on him.

Originally, when he was promoted to the Great Celestial Master, the cursed eye showed signs of collapsing.

It was he who used mana to stabilize it.

But now it has stabilized, but the effect has declined.

Chu Feng smiled bitterly, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

For the next month, Chu Feng was still very leisurely.

He found a real estate agency to help him keep an eye on the mansions in Beverly Hills.

But haven't found a suitable one yet.

He went to the wooden house and took back the two pieces of five-strike lightning wood.

Made some new powerful peach charms, thunderstorm needles, peach wood swords, etc.

For the rest, he also used the refining method to make a flying sword.

Feijian consumes a lot of materials.

Chu Feng has no other materials to use together, so he can only hit the peach wood with pure lightning, which consumes even more materials.

He refined a large amount of lightning strike wood.

It was close to the amount of two peach trees that he barely made a flying sword.

Even so, for Feijian, its material is still average, and it is not a good thing.

The flying swords made are also ordinary.

But for Chu Feng, this is his first flying sword, and he still cherishes it very much.

Today, when Chu Feng opened his mouth, a small black shadow flew out of his mouth and surrounded him.

When Chu Feng's fingers changed, the shadow also changed, and in a flash it turned into a three-foot long sword.

The body of the sword is crimson and clumsy. It doesn't look too beautiful or gorgeous. There is also no cold light on the sword's edge. It doesn't look too sharp or too conspicuous.

But at this moment, Chu Feng pointed, and the long sword shot out, easily pierced into a piece of fine iron in front of him, and then passed through, leaving a piercing piece of fine iron. holes.

Chu Feng's fingers changed, the long sword returned, and the sword cut off, and another piece of fine iron beside it was easily cut into two pieces by him.

Like a knife cutting tofu, the fracture is extremely smooth.

Chu Feng made a move, the long sword flew back, and fell into Chu Feng's hands tamely.

Chu Feng looked at the two pieces of fine iron, and then looked at the simple and simple long sword in his hand, with a happy expression on his face.

"Finally raised the sword successfully. 35

That's right, this sword is the first flying sword made by Chu Feng.

However, after the flying sword is successfully made, it cannot be used immediately, and it is necessary to raise a sword.

You need to put it in your dantian, stay with Jindan, and let Feijian be contaminated with Jindan's breath, and then you can control it like an arm.

Chu Feng has been raising for more than 20 days, and now it is finally a preliminary success.

Just tried it, and it's really amazing.

Of the two pieces of fine iron he had specially brought to test, one was easily pierced by the flying sword, and the other was easily cut into two pieces with little effort.

This flying sword is meant to be stabbed on people or other things, but it will not be easily pierced by it, or easily cut off.

No wonder, in ancient times, those sword immortals could take people's heads from thousands of miles away.

Just ask such a flying sword, who can resist.

However, it is impossible for Chu Feng to take a person's head from thousands of miles away.

Chu Feng is now an eight-star Great Celestial Master, and his consciousness covers a range of more than ten kilometers. His flying sword can only move within this range.

Once exceeded, it is out of his control.

Therefore, now Chu Feng is the flying sword, within a dozen kilometers, take the head.

Playing with the flying sword in his hand, Chu Feng likes it more and more.

This is only done by five strikes of lightning strikes on wood. If the material is better in the future, wouldn't it be even more powerful.

"Well, let me give you a name."

Chu Feng looked at this flying sword and thought about what name to name it.

The original color of peach wood should be reddish brown.

But this flying sword was refined with a lot of peach wood by Chu Feng5.3, and after refining, it turned red.

"Okay, you are all red and made of lightning strike wood, so let's call you red lightning." Chu Feng muttered to himself.

Holding the Scarlet Electric Sword, Chu Feng was a little eager to try, and he really wanted to hold this sword and find an opponent to fight.

But unfortunately, in the past two months, he has not encountered a case that requires him to take action personally.

It is even less likely that there is any opponent that can make him take a shot.

Just then, the phone rang.

Chu Feng moved in his heart, raised his hand, and the red electric sword turned into a small black shadow, flew into his mouth, and entered his dantian.

Only then did Chu Feng pick up the phone, but when he saw the caller, he was stunned.

The call was actually from Bishop Pullman.

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