Suddenly the ears began to become noisy, and the vision in front of them began to blur...... The depths of my soul were shaken by the strange laughter.

"Flowing clouds?"

A large hand rested lightly on his shoulder.

Suddenly woke up.

The moment I opened my eyes, I only felt pain in my brain, and I felt a tingling sensation in my chest. A fishy sweetness in the throat.

"Poof—"

Looking at the kind-faced Qingshan old man in front of him, Liuyun opened his dry lips and wanted to say something, but suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Spring evenings are cool. The bright red blood color was reflected on the emerald green lawn beside Liuyun, and the breeze blew, revealing a sense of oppression.

......

"These are all ......"

Lu Yao's lilac eyes were full of pain and confusion.

"It's all from your past. ”

The terrible sound seemed to come from the sky, and it seemed to whisper close to the ear.

I saw that the man in the black robe slowly raised his arms and stretched out his fingers. Each finger was tightly wrapped in a slender black cloth, and the hands that were heavily wrapped in the black cloth looked extraordinarily thick.

Looking at the black-robed man who was slowly pacing close to him, a hint of foreboding rose in Lu Yao's heart.

"You....... What the hell do you want to do?"

There was a hint of almost inaudible tremor in Lu Yao's voice. The myriad memories that flooded into his brain in an instant seemed to burst him all at once, and he only felt a dull pain in the back of his head.

"Take it easy...... I won't hurt you......"

The black-robed man chuckled lowly, and his hoarse laughter slowly amplified.

Those strange hands slowly stretched out towards him, and the cold touch made Lu Yao's ears tingle for a while.

I saw that the thick hands wrapped in black cloth were placed behind Lu Yao's ears, and in the next moment, the light in the small stone house was overflowing!

The light that shot out of the black palms like electricity pierced Lu Yu's head in the next moment, and a light purple smoke slowly rose from those lilac eyes. And the strange light that illuminates the whole room slowly intertwines.

In the dimly lit room, a hoarse sigh fell silently.

"You will belong to me......"

"My child. ”

......

"Why?"

Liuyun stared at the starry sky overhead, a little unwilling.

"The Soul Solidifying Bead does not belong to anyone. It's just a short time to be used by those who are destined. ”

The calm voice of the old man Qingshan came to his ears.

"Not mine, I...... How do I use it?"

Liuyun frowned.

"Use it to bless your spiritual powers, as well as the coordination of your use of weapons. ”

Old Man Qingshan paused and asked.

"What do you think about what I told you about refining weapons today?"

Hearing this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Liuyun's mouth.

"I don't have to think about it, I can't do anything else. ”

The flaws in his life stone, if he didn't try the path of self-style weapons, he wouldn't be able to practice normally like an ordinary martial artist.

"Then I'll officially teach you how to refine weapons from tomorrow. ”

Liuyun looked at the starry sky above his head. I remembered the days and nights since he came into this world. I thought of Mr. Guo's exhortation to him in the Lingwu Forest, and the encouragement he gave him at the entrance of the Linkun Water Cave in Linlan Pavilion.

Teacher......

If you're still around, you'll definitely encourage me to go the path of self-weapons......

Early the next morning.

Liuyun slowly opened his clear eyes from the jade bed in the Linkun Water Cave as usual. He exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes became more and more pure and clear.

Looking at the clearer and clearer sky, Liuyun felt the warm sunlight shining on his face. I feel as if my heart is illuminated by this warm sun.

Liuyun looked at the white clouds hanging in the distant sky and muttered to himself.

I don't know how Chu Nanhe and the others are doing now......

......

Under the clear sky, the old man sat cross-legged by the tinkling stream.

I saw a scrap of iron floating in front of him.

Liuyun sat cross-legged across from the old man in Qingshan, staring at the slowly turning iron with unblinking eyes.

I saw that around the piece of iron, there was a cloud of pale green liquid enveloping the small piece of iron. The waste iron slowly rotated in the middle of the liquid, and from time to time a trace of impurities and waste were separated from the iron mass. As the iron rotated more and more rapidly, the iron became more and more pure.

Liuyun's eyes were full of surprise.

That lump of liquid......

It is the power of the soul that is compressed to the extreme!

There was no fluctuation in the eyes of the old man Qingshan, this kind of extremely simple refining basic skill was easy for a refining master like him.

Looking at the piece of iron that had been discarded, and gradually turned into a pure and pure refining material under the wrapping of the soul power of the old man in the green mountain, Liuyun couldn't help but feel more and more awe for the identity of the refiner.

"It's nothing to take the best materials to make the best weapons. Refining superior weapons from inferior materials is the most valuable thing about a refiner. ”

The perfect piece of iron that had been refined without impurities, at this time, was still wrapped in the increasingly surging soul power. I saw that the most ordinary iron substance had actually undergone an essential change under the refining of a steady stream of spiritual power.

"A good refiner strives to refine the most ordinary materials into immortal vessels. ”

Looking at the object that had turned into a crystal clear piece like a magnet, a flash of eagerness flashed in Liuyun's eyes.

Old Man Qingshan finally stopped refining this piece of iron.

Liuyun gently caressed the smooth and delicate surface, and his heart yearned for the title of refiner more and more.

"Call out your spear. ”

The old man Qingshan took the delicate silver-white spear and gently threw it into the air.

A bubbling stream of green solid-like spiritual power shot out from the center of his eyebrows, slowly enveloping the spear.

"This is the first step in self-styled weapons, refining weapons. ”

"Pour out all your soul power, layer by layer. ”

Liuyun closed his eyes in response. All the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness was gurgling out, but he couldn't compress it to the liquid form of the old man Qingshan.

The bursts of soul power that gushed out were like thick mist, and with the flow of green spiritual power of the old man Qingshan, it enveloped the spear layer by layer.

Liuyun only felt that after all the spiritual power wrapped around the spear one after another, the tiredness that gradually came from the depths of his soul hit him again.

Liuyun's eyes opened, staring at the silver-white spear hanging in the air in front of him, gritting his teeth and holding on.

A quarter of an hour later, Liuyun was already sweating profusely.

His eyes were a little red, staring at the silver-white spear wrapped in layers of his spiritual power.

"Smack"

As the old man of Qingshan took away the flow of green spiritual power that guided the misty soul power around the spear, the spear fell to the ground.

"Take a break for a while. ”

The moment the spear landed, Liuyun only felt a burst of dizziness.

Forced himself to be spiritual, and then quickly entered the full recovery of spiritual power.