The process of forging the flying sword is very complicated, it is necessary to depict the corresponding magic circle on the rough embryo, add auxiliary materials to adjust the flexibility, and finally completely condense and shape, the whole process is completed in one go, Hu Bugui is in a hurry to work, and there is no time to rest at all.

Tong Xiaoye looked at it for a while, and when Hu Bugui finished forging a flying sword, he asked cautiously: "Master, I exchanged my contribution points for a set of low-level exercises, and now I have a fifth-level cultivation in the Qi refining period, can I help you depict the magic circle?" ”

As early as a year ago, Hu Bugui had the intention of teaching her to refine weapons, and later because she had no spiritual power, now Tong Xiaoye talked about it again, firstly, he wanted to share some work for the old man, and secondly, he also had the intention of learning to refine tools.

Hu Bugui glanced at her in surprise, and her spiritual sense swept over the little girl in front of her, maybe her flesh and blood were too solid, and she didn't see any cultivation.

Tong Xiaoye smiled wryly, pinched a trick casually, and the dust on his body suddenly disappeared.

It's the most handy dusting technique she's ever made.

"Little girl, you really entered the Qi refining period, I really didn't expect it." Hu Bugui smiled with relief, and then shook his head regretfully: "The old man's alchemy technique was figured out by himself, and there is nothing to shy away from handing it over to you, but it takes strong spiritual power to portray the magic circle, and you have not yet entered the contemplation period, and your spiritual sense can only barely leave your body, I'm afraid you can't do it now." ”

It turns out that the circle is depicted by spiritual sense!

Tong Xiaoye was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized that he might be able to try.

Originally, the scope of spiritual consciousness in the Qi refining period was extremely small, and he could only barely leave the body control weapon. It is indeed very difficult to carve the magic circle on the sword embryo.

But Tong Xiaoye has practiced the fire refining technique, this technique is extremely cruel to cultivate, and it is easy to faint in pain during cultivation, which is the most testing of people's spiritual power.

Tong Xiaoye has been cultivating the fire refining technique to the fourth layer, and while exercising his physical body, his spiritual power has also been greatly improved.

At first, her soul body was just a faint shadow when she entered the excavator space, but now she can grab things from Hong Huangba's soul body, although she doesn't know what realm her spirit consciousness has reached, it must not be worse than that of a concentrating stage monk.

Her eyes widened. looked at Hu Bugui with a longing face: "Master." I'd like to give it a try. ”

Seeing that Hu Bugui's face was full of disapproval, she leaned forward and shook the old man's arm gently: "Master, physical cultivation has always been difficult. I want to help you, but I also want to learn something. In the future, I also have the ability to make a living. Since learning refining from you does not violate the rules of the sect. Just let me try it! ”

"Little girl, it's not that the master doesn't want to teach you, it's just that the spiritual sense of the Qi refining period is still slowly taking shape. Rashly learning refining weapons, once the sea of knowledge is damaged, it will be difficult to raise it in the future. ”

Hu Bugui shook his head, thinking that this girl was also a pitiful, the garbage qualifications of the four spirit roots, even if the future of cultivating the truth was very limited, his heart softened, and he said: "I will pass on to you the experience of refining these years, and it will not be too late for you to enter the concentrating period in the future." ”

After that, he took out a jade slip, carved a spiritual sense into it, and handed it to Tong Xiaoye.

Knowing that the master was for his own good, Tong Xiaoye took the jade slip gratefully, and saw that the master was busy refining the weapon again, so he carefully studied the content of the jade slip.

The refining tool looks complicated, in fact, the most important thing is to engrave the formation and the final condensation, when the formation is inscribed, it is a test of the strength of the spiritual sense, and the subtle formation pattern is all guided by the spiritual sense to inscribe the spiritual power, and the slightest carelessness will be wasted, and the mental power is exhausted and there is a risk of becoming a fool, no wonder the master is unwilling to let himself try lightly.

The master was still busy, so Tong Xiaoye picked up a rough embryo and tried to engrave the simplest light spirit array in the way it was written in the jade slip.

This is the most common formation in the flying sword, which is used to reduce the weight of the flying sword when it carries people and help the monk save spiritual power.

Spiritual sense guides spiritual power, slowly depicting on the sword embryo, but Tong Xiaoye has never drawn a formation, and he is very unskilled in stroke by stroke, although the spiritual power is more than enough, the brushstrokes are like children without a foundation, and even a simple arc is not well depicted.

After a full hour, the simplest light spirit array was finally almost completed.

The last stroke fell, the formation pattern was crooked and barely formed, Tong Xiaoye tried to inject a trace of spiritual power, and with a bang, the formation that had been drawn with great difficulty suddenly collapsed.

However, this practice was not for nothing, Tong Xiaoye had never known how to use spiritual sense before, because guiding spiritual consciousness to perceive foreign objects could only be done during the contemplation period, so Ning Yuan did not teach her, so that she had strong spiritual power, and she could not even detect the simplest common sense of other people's cultivation.

Suddenly mastered this skill, seeing that the master's sword had just been forged, Tong Xiaoye was full of curiosity and tried to sense the master's cultivation.

She condensed her spiritual sense into a bundle and slowly floated towards Hu Bugui, before she could get close to him, suddenly her head stabbed, and the bundle of spiritual consciousness was bounced back fiercely.

Receiving this kind of attack for the first time, Tong Xiaoye had a terrible headache, and he held his head for a while before he eased up.

Hu Bugui is not surprised.

Just now a strange spiritual sense came to test him, he subconsciously bounced out, and turned his head to find that the master of the spiritual sense was actually his little apprentice with extremely poor qualifications.

The spiritual sense can be released, which proves that the little girl's spiritual sense is already comparable to that of a monk in the contemplation period.

The little girl was obviously hurt by his spiritual sense, and Hu Bugui asked with concern, "Xiao Ye, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's a little painful, just take a rest." Tong Xiaoye rubbed his head, enduring the strange pain in the sea of knowledge.

Hu Bugui frowned, and said sternly: "In the future, you must not use your spiritual sense to tempt people who are higher than you, if you offend those masters, they will directly shock you into a fool!" ”

Tong Xiaoye nodded again and again, and then realized what a foolish act it was for him not to probe the cultivation of a high-level cultivator.

Knowing that Tong Xiaoye's spiritual sense was comparable to that of a monk in the contemplation period, Hu Bugui was happy to be idle, and on the second day, he seriously handed over the essentials of the inscription formation to her.

Tong Xiaoye carefully drew the formation on the paper for a few days, practiced a few times with the rough embryo, and finally succeeded in inscribed the first formation.

With his right-hand man, Hu Bugui's speed improved greatly, and finally on the last day of the month-long period, a hundred flying swords were built.

Looking at the little apprentice with a black face like a little flower cat, and then at the flying sword that was completed on schedule, the old man's heart moved, and said, "Xiao Ye, will you follow me to see Elder Han?" ”

Xiao Ye can already preliminarily forge a flying sword, which can be regarded as a big help from the Divine Hammer Hall, begging that Han Fei, maybe he will be allowed to accept the little girl as a registered disciple.

Although it has no status, it is better than being nameless like this.

Tong Xiaoye didn't want to look at Han Fei's ugly face at all, and he didn't want to go against his master's wishes, so he hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

When he came out of the Divine Hammer Hall, without exception, he saw Wang Shanmiao's jealous eyes again.

Anyway, she didn't look at herself pleasing to the eye, Tong Xiaoye didn't bother to pay attention to her, and followed her master straight to Fengqing Valley, where Han Fei was.

told the Dao Tong in the valley that they were going to send flying swords, and they waited for another hour before they were introduced into the Fengqing Valley Hall.

Han Fei was sitting leisurely on the recliner, served by two beautiful female cultivators drinking, his fat old face was as disgusting as ever, Tong Xiaoye didn't want to look at him at all, only stared down at the white jade floor.

"Uncle Han, a hundred flying swords have been built, please check them." Hu Bugui put down the storage bag containing the flying sword and said respectfully.

Han Fei didn't even look at the flying sword in the storage bag, snorted coldly, and said, "So fast? Old thing, I can tell you, this batch of flying swords is for the disciples of the foundation building period in the door, if there is a sword lower than the middle grade, you can know the punishment in the door? ”

"Yes, the disciple knows, Uncle Shi, the reason why these flying swords can be completed so quickly is thanks to Ono's help in forging rough embryos, I want to accept this girl as a registered disciple, and ask Uncle Shi to ......"

Before Hu Buhui's words were finished, Han Fei directly threw a fruit bowl on his head and scolded, "Waste, what do you think is our Wanqing Valley?" If you want to accept a registered disciple? This little girl was you brought last time, and this time you came to beg me for her, what benefits did you get from her? Or ......"

The fat goldfish rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "Old thing, don't you have a crush on this little girl?" ”

Han Fei laughed obscenely, and Tong Xiaoye was disgusted.

Hu Bugui's old face turned red, he didn't expect Han Fei to say such a thing at all, and he endured his anger and defended: "Uncle Shi, the disciple is just thinking that this girl is honest and willing to work, and wants to give her a chance......"

"Get down!" Han Fei was willing to listen to him, and said lazily, his eyes swept over Tong Xiaoye, his eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, and he said in a loud voice: "This little girl stays." ”

Tong Xiaoye: "I#¥@%&*......"

This time, she shouldn't have listened to her master's words and washed her face when she came to see Han Fei!

She was born well, only more than ten years old Han Fei once wanted to accept her as a furnace, now she is twelve years old, although she is not very old, but because of unremitting exercise, her body is slightly taller than that of ordinary girls, and after a few times of washing her tendons and marrow, she looks even more aura, and she will definitely not please Han Fei in her hands.

I thought that I would live up to my master's kindness, as long as I lowered my head and mixed for a while, but I still didn't escape.

Hu Bugui never expected that Han Fei would ask for someone directly regardless of his shame, he was suddenly angry and anxious, his face turned pale, and he said in a panic: "Han Fei, are you crazy?" Xiao Ye is not a disciple of Wanqing Valley, I just asked her to help refine the weapon, you just hate me, why bully a child? ”

"Hu Bugui, you dare to disobey the orders of the elders of the sect?" Han Fei didn't laugh angrily, sitting high in a chair, his viper-like pupils full of coldness.

"Han Fei, you are acting like this, aren't you afraid that I will sue Master Sù?" Hu Bugui was also pushed to the extreme, took a step forward suddenly, and looked at Han Fei angrily. (To be continued......)