Magic weapon, flying sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 InfoWang Anyuan, who has been influenced by various novels and television since he was a child, fantasized about his appearance when he rode the sword against the wind on the first day he became an immortal cultivator. However, the grade of "The Book of Heaven" is too high.

In the immortal world, before the immortals, it was all the stage of laying the foundation, and everyone was honestly practicing qi and breathing, so how could there be any spare time to refine magic weapons. Therefore, Wang Anyuan could only salivate every time he looked at the various sword skills and spells on the book of heaven, and now there was suddenly such a flying sword, oh no, it was not the opportunity of the fairy sword in front of him, how could he not be excited.

Wang Anyuan threw the ginseng cultivation plan in the greenhouse out of the clouds as soon as possible, and the pleasure of turning radishes into ginseng was comparable to the flight of Edgeworth.

"Say, what should I do now?" Wang Anyuan hurriedly sat down solemnly, "Shall we find a deep mountain and old forest to start again?" I read that in the novel, it is said that there will be some heavenly thunder tribulation and other things when the immortal treasure comes into the world, and you have to avoid the limelight. ”

Li Qingfeng shook his head unhurriedly: "It's not a hurry to refine the fairy sword, you still have some preparations to do." ”

"What preparations?" Wang Anyuan was eager to try, and when he thought of the fairy sword, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"You first casually cultivate for a few hundred years to reach the Void Transformation Realm, and you are almost barely ready. Li Qingfeng replied casually.

"Damn. Wang Anyuan's face was black, "Aren't you kidding me?"

"I mean you can refine immortal swords with these materials, but I didn't say you can refine them now?"

"Then I'll plant my turnips. Wang Anyuan was about to get up in frustration.

"Don't worry, I'm not done yet. Li Qingfeng said at the end, "Although you can't refine the immortal sword now, you can refine a prototype first and use it as your natal magic weapon." In this way, your cultivation will go up layer by layer, and the magic weapon will become stronger little by little, intersecting with your divine thoughts, and it will be infinitely useful. ”

Wang Anyuan's drooping face suddenly showed an excited expression: "Natal magic weapon? ”

So in the next time, Wang Anyuan, under the guidance of Li Qingfeng, began to refine his own natal magic weapon step by step.

Because the grade of the three immortal materials is too high, and he only has the cultivation of the foundation building period, all he needs to do now is to barely glue the three materials together.

As soon as the two were mixed with aura, a small bottle of Taiyi water was "drunk" and turned into a pool of black-brown semi-flowing solid, like melted chocolate.

As for the meteorite as big as a watermelon, it's not easy to solve. Because meteorite still contains a lot of impurities, Wang Anyuan needs to refine the Taiyi Essence Gold in the meteorite first. It's a pity that he can't even light the samadhi true fire, so he can only use the samadhi real fire to burn slowly. The process was like boiling water with a lighter - tiring and slow.

Wang Anyuan's aura flowed out like flowing water, and the firelight supporting the palm of his hand slowly licked the meteorite the size of a watermelon. Seeing that it was the size of a watermelon, then the size of a ball, and finally the size of a melon, it could no longer burn.

"Couldn't be better. Wang Anyuan lay on the ground with a pale face and weak energy, feeling that his body had been hollowed out.

"Well, the refinement is not bad. Li Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction, and then said something that almost didn't choke Wang Anyuan, who was swallowing the Qi Pill to recover his aura, "Just swallow it in your stomach next." ”

I'll go, you're trying to choke me. Such a big iron ball, how can you swallow it?

"You sacrifice it with your blood, and when you can swallow it, it's almost there. ”

There was no way, Wang Anyuan could only follow what Li Qingfeng said, and forced out a mouthful of blood in his heart and spit it on the iron ball. Immediately after that, he didn't care about conditioning, and quickly hit a few tricks. Then I saw that the liquid of the soil and heavy water slowly flowed onto the spherical Taiyi Pure Gold, covering it all and turning it into a large "chocolate ball".

Wang Anyuan could sense that there was a plausible connection between the "chocolate ball" in front of him and himself, and he seemed to be able to feel that it was slowly breathing, which was swallowing the aura of heaven and earth.

The next moment, Wang An Yuanfu opened his mouth in his heart, and the "chocolate ball" turned into a black light and instantly drilled into his mouth, all the way down, and finally stopped quietly at the spiral galaxy of the dantian.

Wang Anyuan felt a little weird. Xiyang, Taiyi Jingjin, am I eating soil or swallowing gold?

Only then did he suddenly feel an abnormal weakness and exhaustion, as if he had been continuously squeezed by a certain goblin for ten days and ten nights.

It must be because of the loss of too much aura and natal essence blood, it really costs people to die.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng shouted happily: "Wang Anyuan, your natal fairy ball.. Oh no, it's the Natal Immortal Sword that has begun to take shape. In the future, as long as you insist on watering it with essence blood and aura every day, you can quickly show your edge. ”

Wang Anyuan's eyelids rolled and he was simply frightened and fainted.

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Wang Anyuan still had to use the essence blood aura to water the first spherical "fairy sword" in the dantian every day, otherwise the silk induction that he had built up with great difficulty would probably fall short. However, he couldn't spit out a mouthful of essence blood like he did the first time, so he would have to be sucked dry before the fairy sword was born.

Wang Anyuan spends a little bit of blood every day to cultivate a relationship with the "chocolate ball", in his words, you have to raise the dog first, and then you can ask it to bite at a critical moment.

Rao is like this, Wang Anyuan also supports it very hard, all kinds of tonic medicine or something are eaten as food, and it is like kidney deficiency - his eyes are blank, his face is pale, and he is sleepy.

"What's wrong with Brother Wang in the past two days? Why do you look listless every day, and you always fall asleep watching TV. In Anyuan Hall, Li Xiaoting looked at Wang Anyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, drooping his head, and his saliva was about to drop to the orchid in his hand, and muttered suspiciously.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Li Xiaoting wanted to get off work a little. Because Xue Bing talked about the disappearance case two days ago, she now goes home early every day and doesn't dare to go out at night.

Li Xiaoting thought about it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but want to step forward and wake up Wang Anyuan. But just as she was about to touch Wang Anyuan's shoulder, a cold little hand had already grabbed her hand.

Li Xiaoting was startled, turned her head to look, and saw a classical beauty with a gentle temperament standing next to her.

"Sister Ying Ning. Li Xiaoting shouted, now that the days have been long, she has long been afraid of Ying Ning.

Ying Ning smiled at her, then made a silent gesture, called her aside and said softly: "Let him sleep, you go back first, I will watch the store." ”

"Sister Ying Ning. Can you?" Li Xiaoting was startled for a moment and asked with some hesitation.

Ying Ning smiled, didn't speak, but changed her body, and the clothes on her body turned into a professional suit like Li Xiaoting, and stood in front of Li Xiaoting generously.

It turned out that Ying Ning had been infected by the aura for a long time, and the ghost energy on her body had almost disappeared, and now she was almost no different from a living person, and after changing it to a modern dress, she was even more beautiful like a big star on TV.

Li Xiaoting let out a low sigh of surprise, then instructed Ying Ning a few words and left in a hurry.

Ying Ning looked at Li Xiaoting's distant back, turned around and walked to Wang Anyuan and sat down, gently leaned his head on his soft body, his eyes stared at his sleeping face in a daze, and he was a little stupid for a while.

"Zifu..."