As if hearing such big news, the man walked to a corner of the house, and a handful of tossing and turning, so that several people did not know what to do, the man looked for a long time, and turned out a painting.

"That's it, look at it. After the man finished speaking, the picture was like a real image, reflecting the sight of the three people, and the two swords in the painting were really Xiaoyu's butterfly against the sword.

"This?" said a few people, a little confused.

"Wait. After the man finished speaking, he left the house excitedly.

After a while, the man and a middle-aged man walked briskly, with a look of shock on their faces.

The middle-aged man entered the house and saw the butterfly sword tied around Xiaoyu's waist, a trace of pearl flashed in his eyes, and he was a little moved, and asked, "The girl is from the human world." ”

"Yes. Xiao Yu nodded slightly.

"Sword Spirit, do you have a woman named Ruoshuang?" asked the middle-aged man.

"Who are you? How do you know the name of our ancestor? Xiaoyu said.

"Is she okay?" The middle-aged man couldn't help his excitement after all, and his body trembled slightly.

"Master Ancestor has been immortal for many years. Xiaoyu was a little sad.

"Ahh Inside the house, the magic weapons that kept pouring spiritual energy could not hide the pain of the middle-aged man, which made the three of them puzzled for a while.

"Dad, are you alright? The man quickly lifted his father up, and a wave of sorrow poured out of his father's face, making people sigh.

The middle-aged man spat out a few mouthfuls of grief, relieved the pain, and said lightly. "The past is unbearable, everything is fate. ”

"Senior ......"

The middle-aged man's thoughts emanated, and Xiao Yu's sword instantly turned into two tiny butterflies, which gently floated into the man's hand, "Wait a minute, wait for the old man to complete the last process of this sword." After that, he slowly withdrew from the room, and the three of them were even more stunned by his actions, and they didn't know why.

"Let's sit down and have a sip of tea first, today's father regained the butterfly, it is also a kind of fate, let my father carve the last mystery for that sword." The man said.

"Master Tiger hasn't figured out the situation yet, you can explain. Huzi said confusedly.

"Little Jade girl, what is this?" Shu Jingyi was also puzzled.

"I once heard that the ancestor had a transcendent love, the butterfly sword is said to be the object of love back then, a male and a female, reflecting each other, expressing the love of the two people, stored forever. Xiaoyu explained.

As the girl said, these words often sounded in the father's mouth, when he was the same size as ours was kicked out of the house by his grandfather, fell into the human world, and fell in love with a woman in the human world, and then the grandfather knew about it, extremely angry, but the lower world brought him back, sealed him for a thousand years, the first thing my father regained his freedom was to find the woman named Ruoshuang in the lower world, but the sea of people was vast, and the distance within easy reach became eternal, my father put down the past for his grandfather's last wish when he left, and became one of the best casters in Zhoukou。 ”

"It's all your grandfather's fault, your father can do whatever he likes, why break up others. Huzi said angrily.

"Don't you know this, in our Moon Realm the strong are respected, grandpa's wish is to hope that his father can inherit the family business and become one of the best casters, for the sake of the strength of the family bloodline, grandpa will never allow his father to marry a mortal woman back. ”

"Then you mean that the women of the human world are not as good as you in the moon world? There was a little warmth in Huzi's eyes, and that passionate heart made him namelessly angry.

"Brother Tiger, I didn't mean that. The man said.

"Call me Lord Tiger, regardless of dignity or inferiority, what kind of system it becomes, and it is also a guest when you pass the door. Huzi roared.

"Huzi, don't mess around. Shu Jingyi hurriedly drank and apologized: "He is still young and doesn't know much about etiquette, so don't be surprised." ”

"Hehe, Brother Tiger is hot-blooded, loves and hates, and his words are not very malicious, I won't be surprised. The man said politely.

"What is the last craft of the butterfly sword?" Shu Jingyi asked curiously, after all, this sword had been with him for a long time, but he didn't find anything wrong.

"If my guess is correct, my father must have added a method of unity to this pair of swords, representing my father's love affair. The man reasoned.

"Oneness?" Huzi was a little curious, although he was not interested in other people's stories, he was still quite interested in this sect of mysteries.

"When Father finishes modifying it, you can see how this sword is different. The man said with a smile.

"Damn, sell me again. ”

About half an hour later, the middle-aged man walked into the room with a pain on his face.

"Senior, how is it?" Xiao Yu hurriedly asked.

"Look at it. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the two butterflies broke away from his hands and slowly flew into Xiao Yu's hand, Xiao Yu took it, and the butterfly instantly turned into a sword shape, and the waves on it flowed, and the breath of the circle kept gushing out.

Xiao Yu flew out of the door in one step, and instantly sacrificed the two swords, the person and the sword merged, and the bursts of brilliance passed by, and they became one in the air, and the power increased greatly.

"Girl, do you think this sword is used quite well?" said the middle-aged man laughed.

Xiao Yu danced several times, not only did her power double, but she also faintly felt that this sword had a little more aura, which made her feel more comfortable.

Xiao Yu stopped and said in surprise: "Senior, have you injected your soul into the butterfly sword?"

"Soul, every soldier has a soul, and now it is also several years old, I just refined that soul, and then integrated it with the sword, is your heart a little more entangled. The middle-aged man said.

Xiao Yu nodded, and the middle-aged man said again: "I gave it a formation, a mystical method, and now before its power is stronger, the soul of the soldier is also formed, as long as it is smelted into the better material in the future, this sword will be able to break away from the good weapon and step towards the artifact." ”

"Wow, it's so amazing, is it that all artifacts are made like this. Huzi's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, the old man is just simplifying this statement, and it depends on chance to become an artifact. The middle-aged man said.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what kind of chance?" Shu Jingyi was also full of curiosity.

"One, there is a suitable material that can be injected into this sword, and it cannot destroy the soul of the soldier, second, to refine the artifact, you must find the Heavenly Fire Rock, and third, there is a god-level caster to inject the mystic method into it, so that it can evolve slowly. The three points are combined, and the artifact is not far away. ”

"Wow, Lord Tiger's great love, seniors look at my knife, can you still advance. Huzi immediately raised his tiger break, and the black light flashed, and the power was compelling.

"Phantom knife?" the middle-aged man recognized the murderous soldier at a glance.

"It's called Tiger Break. Huzi said angrily.

"Hehe, there are broken marks in the body of this knife, it must be the result of a vicious fight, I feel that the soul of this thing is intact, and there is no major problem, as long as you find the right equipment, you can repair it, the artifact is just its current state, and entering the holy step is also a matter of ashes. The middle-aged man praised.

"A good soldier, a good weapon, worthy of being a soldier of the demon god Chiyou, it does have something unique. The young man also praised.

"That's it. Tiger Master's soldier ability is not good. "The tiger holds his head high and has an unruly attitude.

"It's just that your cultivation hasn't been able to exert its power, and if the old man gives you a mystical method, it won't be the same. The middle-aged man said.

"Huzi is not talented, I implore the great immortal to give Huzi a mystery. Huzi suddenly knelt on the ground, with a look of compliance, and the tiger was raised above his head, with respect.

"Hehe, you kid. The middle-aged man laughed.