Lin Qianlan's divine consciousness turned into a big hand like substance, squeezing and tempering the essence group, trying to extract all the impurities inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The fewer impurities in the natal magic weapon, the easier it will be to upgrade in the future, so the natal magic weapon made at the beginning of refining is not the higher the grade, the better, but mainly depends on its growth.

This process is not long, but it is the most energy-consuming, and when the refining of the various changes is almost the last step, Lin Qianlan's face is pale.

After Lin Qianlan retracted his divine sense, he cultivated for another two hours before continuing to the last step—forming.

Forming is the final hurdle, important but not stressful.

Not a sword, not a knife, not a gun, not a whip.

Above the Chaos Treasure Tripod hangs a large wooden stick as thick as two ends, and the reason why it is not said to be a large wooden stick is because one end of the big stick is covered with spikes, which is more similar to a mace.

Lin Qianlan remembered the curling iron used in another world, which was a big one.

There was a chuckle.

It's the dust.

Lin Qianlan was embarrassed.

Variety, from the name can be seen is a magic weapon that can change the form at will, and this transformation is not only a change of shape, but also a function of the transformation, if it is a sword, it is sharp, if it is a whip, and flexible.

Being able to choose the most appropriate form according to different situations, having one is equal to having many, and everyone wants such a magic weapon.

Unfortunately, it is difficult to find materials that can transform the form of magic weapons, and such magic weapons are relatively rare.

Lin Qianlan was lucky enough to get the Star Xuanshi and was able to refine all kinds of changes.

It is a magic weapon and has a basic form.

Before refining the natal magic weapon, she told the Stygian Dust that the basic form of the variety she refined was a sword.

She chose a practical and stylish sword shape between the sword and the whip.

She was distracted, and the longsword she had designed turned into a large curling iron.

Once the basic form is formed, it can't be changed, and since then she has a natal magic weapon in the shape of a curling iron, which is not easy to collide with people.

After her special natal magic weapon was released, it was the dark dust who chuckled.

Lin Qianlan embarrassedly summoned the big cyan wooden stick into his hand, and the natal magic weapon that shrank to more than half a foot long was more like a curling iron.

"Is this a wooden sword or a sword wood?" said Stygian Dust, teasingly.

Lin Qianlan held the handle of the cyan curling iron, and denied, "It's a sword, Shenchen, don't you see it, this is a ...... Well, it's a dark sword. She flicked the teal stick back, and an extra blade appeared at the top of the stick, "Look, the blade is hidden in the handle." ”

The snack she had when she was refining was to think of the switchblade she had seen in another world, and to think that in addition to the sword shape and whip shape, it would be good to get a switchblade shape and a mace, which were all easy and convenient weapons.

As a result, the hand moves at will, and when the basic form is set for the variety, a hybrid of the hilt of the sword and the mace is created.

And the shape of the sword became this virtue, and the blade of the sword was hidden in the hilt like a switchblade, and the blade was only about twice as long as the hilt.

Among them, it is not only the short blade of the sword, but also the long hilt.

"It's a ...... Special swords. Styx laughed.

didn't say that weirdness gave her face, and Lin Qianlan disliked it.

She was discouraged, and the undesirable natal magic weapon could be regarded as a refining failure, so she could only wait for her to gather five more kinds of Five Elements Demon Wood to refine a new one.

This can only be scrapped.

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor from the palm of the hand, and an indescribable feeling spread from the palm of the hand to the heart.

The cyan curling iron in his hand made a mental connection with her.

In the process of refining, the natal magic weapon was fused into the monk's heart's blood, and even if he had not yet formed a soul contract, he had already established a close relationship with the monk.

This kind of psychic connection is different from the other magic weapons she has contracted, other magic weapons are things to her, and this cyan wooden stick that naturally has a mental connection with her is not just a magic weapon or an item, but an extension of the arm.

As the arm makes.

Sensing her many dissatisfaction with the newly released natal magic weapon and the possibility of being discarded, the cyan curling iron conveys a sad and flattering mood to her.

Lin Qianlan dispelled the idea of abolishing this curling iron. The cyan wooden stick is like an arm, and abandoning it is equivalent to abolishing her own arm, and she can't break her arm.

The appearance is weird, right, her weird things are still missing, and she can still occupy a unique name.

Lin Qianlan's emotions came up, and he shook the long-handled sword in his hand at the Styx, "Styx, I've decided to keep it, so I'll call it Aoki Change." ”

It's really a name that you can't tell...... Styx said politely, "The natal magic weapon is in touch with the master's mind, you can ask its opinion." ”

Shenchen was extremely glad that he had his own name when he met Lin Qianlan, and he didn't give Lin Qianlan room to play.

"Makes sense. Lin Qianlan was only happy, and didn't go to taste the meaning of the words of the dark dust, saying that her name was not very good.

She signed a lot of soul contracts, and she was familiar with signing a set of contracts, and immediately signed a cyan wooden stick.

The feedback from the cyan stick was that it didn't like the name.

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Water vapor is steaming.

A hot spring pool with clear water.

Si Huaye sat half-in the pool in a white robe, gently closing his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of it, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the water and gas moving, and a young woman came out of it.

The woman was dressed in a warm red dress, and her lotus steps moved lightly, stopping about two feet away from the hot spring pool, and looked at Si Huaye with a slight tilt.

Si Huaye stared at the woman, didn't dare to blink, didn't dare to make any movements, and didn't even dare to breathe too heavily, for fear of frightening the woman, and even more afraid that he would wake up in the blink of an eye and find that the scene in front of him was just a dream.

The woman laughed, this smile, Bai Meisheng, can fall into the city.

"Ah Bing......" Si Huaye couldn't help but shout softly.

Lin Luobing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hua Ye, what's the matter?"

"Ah Bing......" Si Huaye came up from the hot spring, walked in front of Lin Luobing, stretched out his hand, and touched Lin Luobing's face.

The skin is like clotted fat, cool as jade.

Outside the illusion, Lin Qianlan crossed her arms and looked at Si Huaye who was in the illusion.

What she asked Yan Shishi to do was to use her illusion to create an illusion for Si Huaye.

It's time to make a break.

Before making a decision, she wanted to learn more about the truth about her mother's parents from Si Huaye's mouth.

It is impossible for her and Si Huaye to have a normal way of talking, they can only use this way.

Si Huaye's soul was not yet healed, and it was easy for Yan Shishi to be pulled into the illusion.

Listening to Si Huaye complaining to the air, Lin Qianlan was not moved at all.

In Si Huaye's words, she also heard that her mother was affectionate to Si Huaye, not Si Huaye's unilateral infatuation.

Yan Shishi laid a double illusion, and in the second illusion, Si Huaye grabbed her and said that he wanted to resurrect her mother with her divine soul.

Lin Qianlan sneered, "Stygian dust, it's up to you." ”

Si Huaye wants to kill her, how can he only let his soul hurt for a few days?

It's time for the ice house to be returned to its original owner.