Feng Qiao said: "Let's not talk about this for now, you two quickly help me tell me, what is called Yuan Bing, I am full of curiosity about the so-called natal weapon." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

She didn't want to discuss too much with them on the Lingtai talent, she vaguely felt that Liufeng and Huangfu had a little more doubts and suspicions, this feeling was very slight, and they didn't even find out about it, but she couldn't bear it, even if it was a one-in-10,000 chance that the secret would be exposed!

In that battle, she had already held the determination to slash the enemy, Liufeng and the others felt that she did not have the corresponding talent and strength, it was difficult to understand why she had such courage and confidence, maybe she deliberately released a sense of self-conceit to let them temporarily let go of doubt, but, as they got along in the future, it was impossible for them not to see that she was not a conceited person at all!

Feng Qiao knew that of course he was not a form spirit platform, but in fact, he was not a tattoo spirit platform and a Dan spirit platform.

In fact, she is the Heavenly Spirit Terrace!

At that time, those spiritual energies flowed into the upper dantian, and gradually formed a clump, and the brilliance flowed, and the brilliance was brilliant.

Dan Lingtai is just a Dan-shaped aura mass. But if the talent is strong enough, it can form countless gorgeous and weird patterns on the spiritual energy group, which is a higher-level tattoo spirit platform. As for the Shape Spirit Platform, the aura mass will slowly form its own unique shape, automatically absorbing the aura between heaven and earth to replenish, echoing heaven and earth, and forming a pattern of wind and clouds that fill the sky.

When Feng Qiaonei watched the churning and changing aura in his sea of consciousness, his heart was also half expectant and half nervous. Before the Spiritual Altar, no one knew what their talent was. Moreover, she also has a faint hope in her heart, the shape and pattern of the spiritual platform are related to the bloodline, and she built the spiritual platform, can she get news related to her bloodline and life experience?

Although Ruoyuan refused to tell her, she still wanted to know more about her background.

The spiritual platform slowly took shape, from the pale red Dan shape, and gradually meandered to outline a large golden pattern, and the aura slowly began to deform, gradually forming a gorgeous bird with wings ready to fly.

But at the most critical moment, the seal that was pressed by Ruoyuan's soul silk rushed into the sea of knowledge, the white silk fluttered, and the aura began to tremble, as if something suddenly tightened, and the aura that was about to take shape suddenly trembled・・・・・・

"Feng Qiao, you look at this first." Liufeng suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Feng Qiao, Feng Qiao was interrupted from his memories and suddenly came back to his senses.

She shook her head imperceptibly, sighed, and said no more. She originally wanted to ask Emperor Liufeng about the natal soldiers, but she was distracted.

Feng Qiao's attention shifted to his hand with the sound of the flowing wind, and he was surprised to find that the flowing wind was actually lying out of thin air in the cyan liquid, and those liquids suddenly burst out of a scorching blue light, turning into a silver-white long sword out of thin air!

The long sword is simple and neat, the sword is sharp, flashing with snow-colored cold light, and there is a faint sound of wind roaring. Near the hilt, the sword was engraved with three intricate, ornate and illegible characters.

Feng Qiao's eyes widened as he watched, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is not yours - Jun Zinuo?!" ”

"Yes!" Liufeng's smile was a little proud, and his gaze at the sword turned out to be gentle and doting, "This sword is my natal weapon, Jun Zinuo." You look at the material of it, what do you think it looks like? ”

Feng Qiao carefully and gently tapped the sword body, the voice was crisp and clear, as if gold and stone were striking each other, and the texture of the material was warm to the tentacles, but it was difficult to identify if it was not gold or jade.

Xu saw her question, and the emperor Fu also shook his hand when he asked, blue flashed, and a gorgeous folding fan appeared in his hand, explaining: "This is my natal weapon, the world is drunk." Their materials are actually all Yuanli. ”

"Yuan Li!" Feng Qiao exclaimed in disbelief,

"Yes." Liufeng nodded and said, "The so-called Yuan Soldier is that when you absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, refine them into yuan power in the dantian, and when these yuan forces are released, they will echo with the frequency pulse of your soul and condense into a weapon of your own." The natal weapon is born with a spirit, it can echo with your soul, and your emotions are in tune, people are in the army, and people are destroyed by the soldiers, so it is called a natal weapon. Because it is your own Yuan Force as the first casting, it is also called the Yuan Force Weapon, that is, the Yuan Soldier, and it will not even hurt you. ”

Speaking of this, as soon as Liufeng raised his hand, he actually slashed at the blade of the sword, Feng Qiao couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but he was surprised to see that where his hand slapped, the blade turned into flowing water and avoided it! When the Wind Hand takes it away, the liquid reverts to a sharp edge.

"This is the so-called 'Lingyuan released into soldiers, the soul is born, and the name is given by God', somewhere in the natal weapon, there will be an ancient font like the ancient heavenly seal, and the name is engraved." Liufeng pointed to the inscription on the hilt of Junzinuo's sword, and read it word by word, "Jun, Zi, Nuo." ”

Feng Qiao suddenly remembered Ruoyuan's rusty sword, the rusty sword was close to the hilt, and there were also two extremely complex words engraved on it, and that location was almost the same as that of the flowing wind's Junzinuo!

She paused and said, "Since it is condensed by Yuan Li, will it be damaged and corroded?" ”

"Of course." Liufeng's face was a little serious and solemn, he looked at Feng Qiao seriously, and said slowly, "You remember, never abandon your natal weapon, it is connected with your soul, and if you die in battle, it will also be broken." ”

"Broken?" Feng Qiao muttered, "What if it's just rust? ”

Huangfu shook the folding fan in question, and said with some curiosity: "Rust? I've never seen that. I guess its owner isn't dead yet, right? Generally speaking, the natal weapon that loses its owner will be broken and destroyed. Little Joe, how did you come up with that? ”

"I just had a sudden whim," Feng Qiao explained a little uncomfortably, if there are remnant souls in the distance, then it is not considered death? But the rusty sword was dull and rusty like that.

Feng Qiao asked with some curiosity, "Then what will my natal weapon be?" ”

Huangfu shook his head in question, and smiled mysteriously: "No one knows." The natal weapon, its shape, kind, and name, will only be known at the moment it is condensed. However, it will have to do with your personality, soul, exercises, life experience, and so on. He said, patted the flowing wind, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Liufeng, what are you doing in a daze?" ”

"Huh?" Liufeng was stunned for a moment, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I remembered something and wandered." ”

Feng Qiao thought about it carefully and said, "Looking for this, Ling Han's white silk, Ayang's purple flute, and ・・・・・・" She wrinkled her nose unhappily, "Hyacinth's whip, are they all Yuan soldiers?" ”

"Yes." Huangfu's head, "Ling Han's white silk 'Spirit Heart Dance' and Hyacinth's long whip 'Blood' are all famous Yuanli weapons in the city, and their combat effectiveness is extremely high. However, naturally it is not as good as my drunken and flowing gentleman. Martial arts cultivators have their own Yuan soldiers, and they generally don't choose to prepare extra weapons. ”

Feng Qiao suddenly realized: "So that's the case, so the young man and stall owner of that weapon stall can't sell his magic weapons." But in that case, why would he still make weapons? ”

She was puzzled, and unconsciously raised her hand, and the cuffs of her clothes slipped down, revealing her wrists.

Feng Qiao suddenly exclaimed, "What is this?" ”

On her wrist, she was inexplicably put on a bracer!

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