"Kaiguang?"

Zhuo Yan found that her head seemed to be a little insufficient.

She looked down at the ugly little flying sword in her hand, and then looked up at Fang Mo with a puzzled expression.

"What does it mean to be consecrated? Flying swords still need to be opened? ”

The others around were also inexplicable.

In this era of cultivation, even if you haven't practiced, you will have some understanding of the world of monks, and you are even more familiar with flying swords.

But no one has ever heard of it, and the flying sword still needs to be enlightened.

"Well, it's actually the official activation of its internal core circle." Fang Mo nodded. "Although I designed this flying sword according to the characteristics and preferences of Zhuo Yan according to the information provided by Feng Xiaoge, I am not sure if it can fully meet your needs. So I made a setting for this flying sword, that is, after receiving the activation and opening of the light, the form and the core circle inside will be fixed, making it more suitable for you to use. ”

Zhuo Yan and Feng Xiaoge in front of them were both confused when they heard it.

"Flying Sword...... Can it still be refined like this? Feng Xiaoge couldn't help but ask.

Fang Mo shrugged with a smile: "Just try it." Here, Zhuo Yan, infuse the Flying Sword with internal breath, just as you did when you activated the other Flying Swords before. ”

Zhuo Yan and Feng Xiaoge glanced at each other, suspicious.

"Come on, Sister Yan, try it quickly."

Zhuo Yan was a little hesitant, because if the activation was not successful, that Fang Mo would only be more embarrassed.

However, seeing that Fang Mo was so confident, she was unwilling to wipe Fang Mo's face, thought about it, gritted her teeth, activated her internal breath, and injected her internal breath into the flying sword.

A little new light suddenly appeared on the surface of the little sword, and then it was a little more, and then another ......

In the blink of an eye, the surface of the small sword was already dotted, and all kinds of colorful lights attached to the sword surface, like a firework suddenly bursting.

At the same time, there was also a streamer flickering inside the sword body, rotating back and forth with the starlight flashing.

Against the backdrop of the starlight, the little sword, which was ugly just now, has become a lot better-looking.

When the surrounding people saw such a sudden change, they couldn't help but exclaim in unison.

However, many people immediately reacted, and this was probably also the effect of an illusion magic circle.

Thinking of this, many people nodded secretly.

This Fang Mo was able to refine the flying sword by himself and give it to Zhuo Yan, which was already very rare at his age, even if this small flying sword was only embedded with a simple illusion array, it also proved that he had learned a lot, and his talent in refining weapons, especially refining flying swords, was excellent.

However, the changes in the little sword are not only there.

The sword continued to shine brightly, brilliantly, and more and more intensely.

After a while, the surface of the small flying sword suddenly began to melt like a candle, and after a while, it had completely melted into an indescribable liquid, and it was impossible to see the appearance of the flying sword that was barely a flying sword at all.

Seeing this change, everyone was stunned.

Isn't this a flying sword? How can it be done!

Gan Qiong paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death. I said this Mr. Fang, even if you don't have the money to give Zhuo Yan a real flying sword, then you don't have to lie to her, get such a garbage that I don't know what materials to use to pretend to be a flying sword, right? Zhuoyan was still excusing you just now, saying that the most important thing is the heart. It's a pity that even your intentions are fake. Haha......"

The faces of the people around him were strange.

Gan Qiong was right, Zhuo Yan's intention to defend Fang Mo in front of everyone just now was obvious, but she didn't expect that the so-called flying sword sent by Fang Mo would be so unverifiable that it would actually ...... It's going to melt!

Even Zhuo Yan and Feng Xiaoge, who believed in Fang Mo, couldn't help but freeze.

This...... What's going on?

Zhuo Yan looked up at Fang Mo, her eyes wandered, and she forced a smile: "Fang Mo, this is ...... It seems that it was my internal breath that clashed with the core circle you set up inside the flying sword, which caused the materials to create the flying sword to clash with each other and eventually disintegrate. It's actually quite normal, not your fault. ”

Feng Xiaoge also hurriedly laughed and said, "Yes, Fang Mo definitely didn't mean that." Sister Yan, you don't know how grateful Fang Mo is to you, you lent him ...... before"

"Ahem!" Zhuo Yan coughed vigorously, interrupting Feng Xiaoge's words. "Of course I believe in Fang Mo, he is your friend and my friend. This time it was just an accident, nothing. ”

Of all the people, only Fang Mo was still calm.

He glanced at Zhuo Yan, a little strange that she actually said that when she took off the sword material just now, she didn't seem to know anything about refining weapons, so why was she easily deceived by that Ouyang master last time?

But now was not the time to dwell on this issue, he smiled at Zhuo Yan and waved his hand.

"You misunderstood, this is actually the consecration process of this flying sword. Now that the core circle inside it has sensed your internal breath attributes, it will make corresponding changes according to the situation of your internal breath according to what I have already set, and at the same time affect the flying sword body and re-fuse. ”

This time, it was not only Zhuo Yan and Feng Xiaoge, but everyone present was stunned.

What was Fang Mo talking about just now?

What he meant...... The internal core circle of this flying sword can actually automatically detect Zhuo Yan's internal breath attributes, and then change the circle by itself, and at the same time, it can also change the sword body?

And this kind of thing?

"Just kidding!" Gan Qiong, who was not far away, sneered. "How can such a thing be? Do you think the flying sword is the light brain on the scientific side? Can you also change the system settings according to the user's habits? It's a fantasy! ”

Fang Mo didn't bother to pay attention to her, just gestured to Zhuo Yan.

"Come, Zhuo Yan, imagine in your mind what the shape of the flying sword you want to look like, and then try to control your inner breath to draw that shape in the body of this flying sword. It's like drawing with a pen, yes, that's it, it's good......"

Although Zhuo Yan still didn't understand what Fang Mo was going to do, in terms of flying swords, she had a very high degree of trust in Fang Mo, and when she heard this, she followed Fang Mo's guidance and began to operate her inner breath, circling back and forth in the mass of flying sword materials that had become liquid, trying her best to "draw" that shape.

At first, she was a little rusty because it was the first time she had controlled her internal breath like this.

But she soon got used to it, and little by little, the viscous liquid in her hand gradually changed shape as her inner breath flowed.

The shape of a small flying sword took shape in her hand and finally froze.

Fang Mo glanced at it, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Zhuo Yan ...... It's a girl after all.

At this time, the small flying sword formed in Zhuo Yan's hand was not much different in size from the black and ugly flying sword that Fang Mo had given her before, but its appearance had completely changed greatly.

The current little flying sword may no longer be called a sword, because its shape has turned into a prism, the middle part is like an ice prism, but the surface is covered with small ice spikes.

There are ice spikes on top of the ice spikes, which are connected together to form an equilateral hexagonal prism of different sizes, which looks like a piece of snowflake, which looks extremely complicated, but is extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

But whether it is a prism or a snowflake, it is not a transparent white color of ice and snow, but a slight crimson color.

This crimson is thin and thin, like a cloud of mist in the prism, adding a strange and mysterious color to the whole prism.

Compared to the flying sword that Fang Mo gave to Zhuo Yan before, its appearance now has undoubtedly become countless times more beautiful.

It's like an ugly duckling turning into a swan, and this flying sword has changed from the ugly appearance before to an extremely delicate and beautiful real flying sword.

The guests around them all looked surprised, especially the young girls among the guests, and even the women of some age who couldn't help but exclaim.

Such a beautiful, delicate, and small flying sword, they could be sure that it was the first time they had seen it!

Zhuo Yan looked at the small flying sword in the palm of her right hand, and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her left hand, her eyes widened, and her face was full of surprise.

The appearance of this flying sword is exactly the same as what she thought in her heart!

It's as if this little flying sword was drawn by her!

Feng Xiaoge on the side was full of shock, looked at the flying sword in Zhuo Yan's hand, and suddenly grabbed Fang Mo's sleeve.

"Hey! Fang Mo, how did you get this thing? How did you come up with such a thing? Is it still a flying sword? ”

Fang Mo shrugged: "This appearance was set by Zhuo Yan, you ask her to go." ”

Zhuo Yan reluctantly suppressed the shock in her heart, put down the hand covering her mouth, held the little flying sword in both hands, held it in front of her and looked left and right, and her heart was extremely happy.

She has seen a lot of beautiful flying swords, and she also has many in her collection room, and the Rose Elf is one of the best.

But those flying swords are at most customized according to her requirements, she can decide the appearance style, and even determine the role of the flying sword, but these are not as fulfilling as a flying sword from her own hands.

Now this flying sword is in the palm of her hand, completely changing according to her thoughts, and it can be said that she has refined it herself.

And when she held this flying sword in her hand, she could clearly perceive the close connection between the core circle inside the flying sword and her, and her internal breath seemed to be able to resonate with the core magic circle.

This is very different from the sluggish feeling that she must have when she uses other flying swords to activate the core circle of the flying sword with her internal breath.

This made her hold the flying sword as if she were holding a part of her body, extremely natural and smooth.

She took a deep breath, tried to suppress the shock in her heart, and asked Fang Mo, "Is it ...... Is it the flying sword that just now? ”

Fang Mo replied with a smile: "Of course, you just watched it become like this with your own eyes. ”

"But...... Why? Zhuo Yan asked again in surprise. Why is it able to ...... according to my inner breath Belch...... Paint a picture of what I want? ”

"Well...... Fang Mo smiled and shook his head slightly. Sorry, trade secrets. ”