Chapter 75

In the early morning, the hot sun passed through the dense leaves that almost blocked the sky.

It was sprinkled on the ground and on Ye Yun and other three people.

Of course, it was also scattered on the two artifacts refined by Ye Yun overnight!

"Old Leng, this long sword is refined for you. Try it and see if it works!"

Ye Yun pointed to a long sword on the ground and opened his mouth.

The long sword is very attractive. Under the light of a little sunshine, it emits dazzling light.

However, it is more appropriate to say that the long sword emits a cold awn than a light.

Because the light always gives people a cold feeling!

Leng Jianke didn't expect that ye Yun was not only a genius called a demon, but also a tool refiner.

Immediately, the evaluation of Ye Yun in my heart was improved by a few points.

With a reply, the cold swordsman was not modest, so he went to the long sword with cold light and pulled it out.

He waved it several times. Although the cold swordsman didn't say anything on his face, he still felt that this long sword was not as easy as the ruthless sword he left behind.

Although this long sword is really attractive.

Of course, the cold swordsman felt that the long sword was useless.

However, there is always better than no!

"Old Leng, you try to input the Xuan Qi into the long sword and try again. How do you feel?"

Ye Yun is a faint opening again.

After all, ye Yun personally refined this long sword by using the highest refining method.

In other words, you can input Xuanqi into the sword, and once you input Xuanqi, you can play its real value.

Input the mysterious Qi into the weapon?

This is the first time the cold swordsman has heard of it. Even the little leaf is a little stunned.

After all, in their cognition, weapons are just iron bumps, but the materials of iron bumps are different. How can they input Xuanqi?

This is just a fantasy!

However, out of his trust in Ye Yun, Leng Jianke still took a try attitude and carefully instilled a wisp of Xuanqi into the long sword in his hand.

At this moment, the cold swordsman's face changed

World outlook, completely subverted!

The cold swordsman was shocked to find that he really entered the long sword in his hand.

At the moment when the cold swordsman poured the mysterious Qi into the long sword in his hand, he suddenly had a vague feeling: the sword is no longer a cold iron pimple!

It seems to be alive!

The cold swordsman in doubt condensed a wisp of mysterious Qi and input the long sword in his hand again.

Along with this, the feeling became more and more clear: sword, live!

As a famous swordsman, as a swordsman who loves the sword as much as his life.

Cold swordsman has always felt that he has understood the true meaning of "sword"!

But this moment.

Leng Jianke felt that his understanding of "sword" was too weak, and he was simply vulnerable!

The extremely excited cold swordsman immediately input several strands of mysterious Qi into the long sword in his hand. Until he couldn't lose it, he stopped.

The cold swordsman felt that he seemed to be integrated with the long sword in his hand.

The sword seems to have become a part of his body!

Even, Leng Jianke felt that over time, he could practice the fourth form of ruthless swordsmanship

Looking at the excited cold swordsman, Xiaoye finally couldn't help but speak to Ye Yun: "Brother Yun, ha ha ha ha ha... You know what I mean?"

"I don't understand!"

"You can also refine a long sword that can input Xuanqi for me, just like brother Leng. Er, no, it must be more domineering than brother Leng. It's best to carve a black dragon on the blade..."

Lobule cheeky mouth, full of longing.

"As a mortal, even holding that kind of long sword is useless. It's better to come with a defensive armor. Yes, the domineering armor on the ground is refined for you!"

Ye Yun pointed to the black armor on the ground and opened his mouth.

"Who says Xiaoye, I'm a mortal. If I tear off the seal of the location of Dantian, hum, it's an invincible existence. And the black pile of scrap iron on the ground is really your domineering armor? How can I look like a turtle shell?"

Xiaoye's face was unhappy, but he lifted the black armor on the ground.

When Xiaoye said this, ye Yun suddenly felt that the armor and turtle shell on the ground were so similar.

"It just looks like it. Once you put it on, it won't look like it!"

Ye Yun swore.

However, when Xiaoye put on the turtle shell, no, it was the armor.

Ye Yun covered his face and said nothing in silence.

In other words, Xiaoye really doesn't look like a turtle shell. That's a big old turtle!

"How's it going? Xiaoye, do I feel powerful and unrestrained, casual and domineering when I wear this armor?"

The big old turtle, no, it's the lobule who has no self-knowledge at all.

Maybe he squatted down Ye Yun's face as a kind of deep admiration.

"Of course, of course, bastard gas! You can't hide the bastard gas!"

This time, ye Yun appreciated it sincerely and subconsciously.

Obviously, Xiaoye readily accepted Ye Yun's appreciation.

This can be seen at a glance from the fact that he has not taken off his armor since he put it on.

"Brother Yun, I wonder what material you have refined into the weapon to make the weapon absorb Xuanqi?"

After practicing a set of swordsmanship, the cold swordsman couldn't help wiping off the sweat and asked Ye Yun questions.

One side of the lobule is also confused and puts his ears together.

"The reason why the utensils I refined can input Xuanqi is that they rely on this stone called" psychic Xuanshi "

Ye Yun was quite careful and took out a black stone the size of a fingernail from the space ring.

This kind of psychic basalt, although the level is only high-quality, is very rare.

Of course, a psychic basalt the size of a fingernail is the only one ye Yun has.

Ye Yun is going to wait until he returns to the imperial city to refine the only small piece of psychic Xuanshi into his father ye Wuyi's ink knife.

"Brother Yun, are you sure that the black stone called" psychic Xuanshi "is a magical material that can promote the input of Xuanqi into artifacts?"

Xiaoye's eyes almost pestle on the psychic basalt in Ye Yun's hand.

Between words, Xiaoye opens all his big mouths by the way.