Chapter 875： Ancient Forging Holy Wind Spirit Child (1)

In the weapon hall of the ancient Jiuxing Emperor's Mansion, no weapon was found to be better than the others. Xiao Zhan, Nan Erming, Ziying, Long Ling, and Qing Mu'er were ignoring the weapons stand The soldier's blade on the brain was absorbed into the ring, and suddenly he heard the storm shouting: 'Look! "

Everyone heard the sound, and saw the storm holding a dark blade. Say it is a sword, it is broken, and the handle is directly connected to the sword body, there is no guard, it is more like a ruler; say it is a ruler, it has a blade. The most eye-catching thing is that it's rusty, no matter how you look at the storm, there is no reason to call everyone to see it.

Xiao Zhan couldn't help but ridiculed, ‘Storm, something like this deserves your attention? Do n’t you think about treasures? "

Nan Erming said: ‘This is obviously a waste product, and you should know it by looking at the rust on it. "

The storm blushed and whispered, ‘I accidentally kicked it just now, and felt a very faint fluctuation, so I picked it up and looked at it. "

'Oh? ‘Everybody ’s interested,‘ Is there anything detailed at that end? "

'No. ‘The storm is quieter.

The crowd laughed loudly. The storm suddenly felt unable to hang on his face, and was about to throw this waste product away. Xiao Yan came over: ‘Storm, you pour into it and take a look. "

'Ok? ‘The storm and everyone looked towards Xiao Yan, and they were surprised. Could Xiao Yan see what was extraordinary about it?

Xiao Yan shook his head with a smile and said to the storm: ‘I ’m not a master forge, how can I see anything? I just think that since you just felt it, you might as well give it a try. If it is really a waste, throw it away. "

‘Okay, listen to Xiao Shao, try. ‘The storm took a deep breath and poured its fighting spirit into the blade.

‘Oh! ‘A crisp sound of the sword rang, and a dark glow circulated in the blade body, and a lot of rust were dropped, revealing a small, slightly transparent blade.

Everyone's eyes were frozen. A delight in the heart of the storm, he urged his spirits to pour into it.

With the continued blessing of the fighting spirit, more and more Qingxia circulated on the sword, and the rust was gone, and the entire sword looked dazzling under the circulation of Qingxia. The storm was overjoyed, and he waved forward arbitrarily. A light cyan sword light was shot from the broken blade, passing a heavy axe, and splitting the axe several inches thick into two like a tofu.

‘This ... what kind of waste is this, it ’s an artifact! "

‘Damn, look away! Shameless! "

The crowd looked at the axe and were shocked. The axe howling battle and Nan Erming have also inspected it together before. It is made of millennium cold iron. It is extremely hard. It is the top grade in these blades, but it is vulnerable to the anger of this broken sword. It is conceivable how sharp this broken sword is.

Xiao Yan didn't expect his own suggestion, but revealed the true face of the broken sword, calmed down and said, ‘Storm, convergence, and let ’s look at this sword. "

'Ok. "

As soon as the storm's spirits were closed, the blue clouds flowing on the sword quietly dissipated, and the broken sword was faintly blue, showing in front of everyone like a crystal. It was beautiful and intoxicating. If it was not broken, it would definitely be considered perfect.

The storm touched the broken sword and watched it with love, then flicked it, the broken sword issued a crisp vibrato, and at the same time, a distant vicissitudes were diffused. At the next moment, a surprising scene appeared-the broken sword. The rising blue sky rises from the top. There are small lines of silvery gossip in the blue sky, twisted and twisted, but clearly legible. The storm read out softly: ‘This sword was made by the old man who collected the essence of the wind fantasy ice stone and nourished it for ten thousand years.

‘Unfortunately, everything ca n’t be perfect, and perfection is easy to be condemned by the sky. On the day of this sword ’s success, it was chopped by the giant sword condensed by the thunder, so it became a broken sword. This is one of my life's regrets.

‘But this sword is still an unparalleled sword. If it is won by the emperor, it will be even more overwhelming.

‘Looking at the posterity, the swordsman wo n’t let him be dusted, and the old man is quite pleased.

‘Forging holy wind spirit son stay. "

Qing Xia gradually dissipated, the small prints disappeared, and the storm sighed: ‘It turned out to be a sword made by the forge, it ’s no wonder so extraordinary! "

Xiao Xiao regretfully complained: 'This Fenglingzi is also true. It is a forging sage, and the state of forging must be unpredictable. Why ca n’t this sword be made less perfect, and it ’s not important to keep it intentionally. Small flaws, such as the hilt of the hilt, are n’t they not condemned? I really do! "

Everyone froze for the strange idea of ​​Xiao Zhan, but it really makes sense to think about it. Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and said, ‘At the realm of sanctification, the idea is not what we can understand now. I think if one day I become a Jiupin Pharmacist and stand at the pinnacle of the Jiupin Pharmacist, I will make a Jiupin Pill that is enough to defeat the sky. There are quite a few chances to survive, and there is only a small chance that Sanwen will survive, and I may still try my best to make Sanwen. This is beyond words. 'Seeing the battle of Xiao and everyone seems to have realized, Xiao Yan's words turned sharply and said to the storm,' Storm, you can get this magic sword, it is your fate with this sword, as the senior Fenglingzi said, you If this sword can shine, it will be his greatest comfort. ‘Speaking of this, Xiao Yan's eyes appeared a little embarrassed by the storm,‘ but you have always used your staff, you have never practiced a sword ... ’

Everyone heard the words and looked at the storm together. Yeah, the scepter has been used for tens of thousands of years, and it has already been used to fighting with the scepter. If you discard the scepter and practice the sword, you are starting from the beginning, but you do n’t have to change it. But it is impossible to break the sword. The extravagant swords are also in line with the wind's wind properties. After the training is completed, the combat effectiveness of the storm will be qualitatively improved. This choice is indeed difficult.

The storm was silent for a moment, and he raised his head and took a breath, and said, "The staff is a partial weapon. Generally, because people are not too familiar with partial weapons, using partial weapons is a bit cheaper in battle. I chose it at first. This is the mentality of the stick as a weapon. But as the level increased, the disadvantages of the staff became apparent. The first is that the rod-like weapons have very few fighting skills, and the advanced ones are even less. The second is that the rod is only suitable for long-range attacks. Once it is approached by an enemy, such as an opponent like Purple Shadow, it is difficult for me to deal with it. Danger to life. So, this broken sword is an opportunity for me. "

It is not a trivial matter to change weapons at Six Stars. Xiao Yan asked again: ‘So, you decided? "

'Decided. ‘The storm nodded, his eyes resolutely determined,‘ The opportunity lies in trying to be willing. ‘Then humbly humbly said,’ I ’m afraid I ’m not the material for sword training. I wo n’t reach that level by that time. How can I face you? "

'cut! 'Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes,' and it's Chaos Xuanhuangcao, it's a place of extreme winds, and the spirit stone of the wind's origin. Now it's this peerless wind broken sword, which makes me wonder if it's specially arranged by God. For you, if it's not the weather, I won't believe it! "

‘I do n’t believe it either. ‘Nan Erming shook his head and echoed.’ There are many sword fighting skills. After you go back and help you get a high-level fighting skill that fits with this broken sword, in less time, you can become a master of sword making. "

Speaking of fighting skills, Xiao Yan thought about it and said, ‘Let ’s go out and let Zhen Ni hold a fighting skills auction. "

‘Maybe not. 'Purple shadow is turning like a clear glass, and looking at the storm is half a joke and half expectantly,' This place looks like a place of opportunity for the storm, maybe the ancient nine-star empire has a sword senior here. Fighting skills. You say yes? "

‘Oh, do n’t say, it ’s not impossible. Before refining pharmacies and herbs, now they are weapons, how should we keep fighting skills? ‘Qing Mu’er ’s face immediately appeared a touch of excitement, and pointed at the passage on the right side of the main hall, saying,‘ We have n’t seen it yet. "

'go! "

Xiao Yan's eyes were fiery, and he almost rushed away with everyone.

On the right side of the road, it wasn't until the end of the road that I finally saw a closed door with a glorious brilliance flowing out of the three characters "Dou Ji Dian". The crowd burst into cheers and excitedly opened the heavy door. , Stepped in.

The room is not large, it seems that it should not be called ‘Douji Hall’, but ‘Douji Hall’ is more suitable. A row of bookshelves is displayed around the wall. I don't know what material it is. It is crystal clear and emits a soft light, which makes the whole room bright.

But as everyone looked at them one by one, everyone's excitement gradually went down. There are a lot of fighting skill books displayed on the bookshelves, but they are all below the world level, which makes everyone very disappointed.

Only a jade box on the front shelf of the room was left unattended. Xiao Zhan lifted the jade box off the book shelf with both hands, licked his lips, and murmured, ‘this is the last hope ...’ Then he opened the jade box's lid.

Two columns of prominent characters finally made everyone smile-‘Have a hammer. World-level primary fighting skills. "

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