Chapter 1187: Reforged Weapon

"Master, I can't stand this kind of life for a day." The next day in Xiao Fei's mansion, Shi said to Xiao Fei. It remembered all the embarrassments it had with Leng Xinxin's family last night, and it felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll get you back today." Xiao Fei said.

in school.

"Senior squad leader Leng, should the stone be returned to me, right?" After school in the afternoon, Xiao Fei said to Leng Xinxin.

"You're going back after only one day, you're too stingy." Leng Xinxin said.

"It's not like that, the main thing is that it's not satisfied in your house." Xiao Fei said.

"Still not satisfied in my house? I'm so good with it! Leng Xinxin said angrily, almost crying. Before picking up the stone again, she made countless preparations, and the princess slept with it last night, and Xiao Fei actually said that she didn't raise it well?

"Uh, okay." When Xiao Fei saw that she was about to cry, he couldn't bear to force it, and said, "Raise it for you for two more days, and you must return it to me after two days." ”

"That's pretty much it." Leng Xinxin burst into tears and laughed.

……

"Master, you said okay that you want me back, why don't you talk nonsense?" Back at home, Shi and Xiao Fei's divine consciousness communicated.

"The main thing is that I can't bear it." Xiao Fei said.

"You can't bear it, but you hurt me." Shi said depressedly, "Also, you, an immortal cultivator, can't even see a girl crying, it's okay." ”

"She's not an ordinary girl, she's my friend." Xiao Fei said.

"It's better for you to go to bed on time at night, and she won't bother you when you sleep. Then the primordial god transforms out, and I will take you to the heavenly court. Xiao Fei said.

"It's a good idea." Stone said.

Night falls.

At Leng Xinxin's house, Shi played with Leng Xinxin for a while, and then couldn't wait to go into the study. "Why did this thing go to bed so early today? Yesterday it wasn't like that. Seeing the stone sleeping like thunder, Leng Xinxin frowned and said.

didn't know that the stone she saw now was a chair, and the real body of the stone had come to Xiao Fei's mansion.

"Master, let's go." Shi said, "Although the Huaxia Mortal World is my hometown, after playing for a while, I still feel that the Divine Realm is meaningful. ”

It was originally an immortal cultivator, and for immortal cultivators, life in the immortal world is rice, and returning to the mortal world is salt. Salt can be used to taste, but not as a meal. Of course, this is not the case for Xiao Fei, he is not a real immortal now. Although the strength has arrived, the things of the mortal world are not there.

He cultivated immortals in the mortal world, and his roots were in the mortal world. And there is no immortal book, and there is no immortal class. In addition, the most important thing in his life, taking relatives in the west, will also be carried out in the mortal world.

Going to the divine realm to play can only be occasional. Only when he is completely rid of the mortal fate can he say goodbye to the mortal world.

"Let's go!" Xiao Fei said.

After saying that, he flew up to the roof with a stone. Then he took out the Qiankun cloth bag, and one person and one bear got into it. After passing through the time and space tunnel, he appeared in the corner of the Heavenly Court.

Set up the auspicious clouds and went to Tushi Palace, and happened to see Lao Jun with the gold-clothed boy, and the silver-clothed boy was outside.

"Why are you here again?" Seeing the auspicious clouds falling, Lao Jun frowned.

"Laojun, has my silver hoop rod been reforged?" Xiao Fei didn't care about his attitude and asked.

"It's cast, you can go to the armory room and get it yourself." With a flick of the dust, he instructed the silver-clothed boy, "Tong'er, show him the way." ”

"Yes, Patriarch." The silver-clothed boy respectfully agreed, and said to Xiao Fei: "Fei Shao, please." Then he took Xiao Fei and Shi Shi to the armory room.

As soon as he opened the door, Xiao Fei saw from a distance, a thick rod across the beam of the room. It's about ten zhang long and as thick as a bucket. But judging from the shape, it gives people a feeling of heaviness and strength. In the past, Xiao Fei's silver hoop rod was silver, but the recast rod was black iron.

"Fei Shao, this is the silver hoop rod that the ancestor reforged for you." The silver-clothed boy said.

"I'm not blind yet." Xiao Fei said angrily.

"Huh." The silver-clothed boy smiled awkwardly and said, "The ancestor said that with Fei Shao's mana, it is already time for the first debut of the Great Sage. Calling you the title of the world Fei Shao again, it seems a little frivolous. So when you go to Heaven, you still need a title, let us call you Xiaosheng in the future. ”

"Whatever you want." Xiao Fei said.

He is now a Golden Immortal cultivator, but he is called a young master in the mortal world, isn't it frivolous? Erlang God's title is Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, and Nezha's title is the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society...... But anyone who cultivates to be powerful must have a title of pulling the wind to be worthy of his cultivation.

"When I go to Heavenly Court, I can use the title of pulling the wind, so that I can keep up with the times. However, when you go down to the mortal world, you still have to use the title of Fei Shao. Xiao Fei said, "After all, I am a mortal cultivator. If you are not in the immortal class, you are mortals. Look at me, I'm still wearing my school uniform. ”

"Hmm." The silver-clothed boy nodded.

Xiao Fei didn't pay attention to him anymore, and as soon as his body was vertical, he flew towards the beam, taking the silver hoop stick in his hand.

"Give me little, small, small!"

Xiao Fei recited the mantra, and the silver hoop rod became an ordinary size, and it was very easy to hold in his hand. Weighing the weight, "The weight of this recast silver hoop rod is quite heavy." ”

"The patriarch said that this silver hoop rod weighs 16,888 catties. The golden rod of the Great Sage is thirteen thousand six hundred catties, and your silver rod is heavier than the golden rod. The silver-clothed boy said. The times are evolving, and the mana of the gods is improving. Xiao Fei's new weapon is heavier than the previous Golden Hoop Stick, and it is also a matter of course.

"Sixteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight catties, this number is auspicious." Xiao Fei said.

"The patriarch said, he wants to wish you all the way." The silver-clothed boy laughed. Taishang Laojun also knew that Xiao Fei was greedy for money, so he played a prank and made his silver hoop stick into 16,888 catties.

"Hehe, thank you Laojun, he really understands me." Xiao Fei said. With that, he swung the silver rod twice and looked around, as if trying to find a subject and test its power.

"Little Saint Immortal, don't fight around here!" Seeing this, the silver-clothed boy hurriedly said, "The things in this armory room are all expensive, and the furnace is an innate treasure, if it is broken, Lao Jun will definitely be with you." ”

"I'm just waving, what are you nervous about?" Xiao Fei said, "Could it be that in your eyes, I am specialized in sabotage? ”

Isn't it? The silver-clothed boy said in his heart, but he said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Xiao Fei really wanted to try the power of the new silver hoop stick, the previous silver hoop rod weighed more than 1,000 catties, and the current silver hoop rod weighed more than 10,000 catties, and the power had increased more than tenfold.

(End of chapter)