Wu Que was stunned for a long time, then suddenly rushed out, grabbed all the pheasants released by the phantom one by one, and then carried these pheasants back to the phantom. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The phantom looked at Wu Que with surprise on his face.

Wu Que said: "If you want to raise a few more, these are all raised in Giant Mountain." As he spoke, he collected all the pheasants in his hand into the Giant Mountain, and at the same time collected the chickens in the phantom's hand into the Giant Mountain.

Only then did the phantom understand what Wu Que meant, and suddenly stretched out his hand and handed Wu Que the pheasant that was ready to make breakfast in his hand.

Wu Que took the pheasant and looked at the phantom suspiciously.

The phantom said, "Keep this one too." I went to pick wild fruits for breakfast. ”

Wu Que took the pheasant and put it into the Giant Mountain.

After these pheasants were collected by Wu Que into the Giant Mountain, they landed at the foot of the mountain, and the big black, the little black and the phantom elk next to them all ran over when they saw these uninvited guests, and frightened these pheasants flying all over the sky.

Wu Que followed the bouncing phantom to wander in the woods of the Reverse Cloud Peak at will, picking wild fruits; there were many wild fruits in the woods, all of them were fragrant and sweet, and the two of them ate while picking them, feasting on them.

Seeing that Wu Que kept looking up at the sky and observing the time, the phantom finally stopped, threw a purple-red plush wild fruit in his hand to Wu Que, and said, "Let's go." ”

The two returned to the grassland, rode the Golden Horn Sacred Cow, jumped into the mountains and seas, and continued to break the waves in the direction of the Blood Ridge.

Wu Que pulled out the Motan Sword and observed it day and night, and the phantom saw that Wu Que's spiritual weapon had not been refined for a long time, although his heart was full of doubts and curiosity, he did not disturb Wu Que.

Wu Que observed for more than 20 days in a row, and still only completed the observation of the surface layer of the Motan Sword; although he only completed the observation of the surface layer, a faint sword shadow finally appeared above Wu Quetian's face and nine fires.

Then Wu Que found that the entire inside of the Motan Sword was like a bottomless abyss, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see even a trace of the Motan Sword clearly!

Wu Que was surprised, but he reluctantly stopped observing the Motan Sword and began to refine that faint sword shadow with Tianyan Nine Fire.

After the sword shadow was refined, although it became condensed, it shrank to the size of only one knuckle of Wu Que's little finger.

Looking at this pitiful little machine spirit, disappointment rose from the bottom of Wu Que's heart.

Although disappointed, he still sent this small machine spirit into the Motan Sword in his arms, and then slowly opened his eyes.

He was looking at the phantom of the mountain shadows on the sea in the distance on the back of the sacred cow, and heard a slight sound from Wu Que behind him, and when he turned around and saw that he had opened his eyes, he asked in surprise: "Brother Wu Que, the spirit weapon has been refined?"

Wu Que scratched his head and said, "I don't know either, I have to try to find out." ”

As he spoke, he stabbed the middle finger of his left hand with the Motan Sword, dripping a drop of blood on the sword.

The blood slowly seeped into the sword and vanished, leaving not even a trace behind.

Wu Que and Phantom looked at the Motan Sword expectantly, and for a long time, the Motan Sword did not react at all.

It seems that this refining weapon really failed. Wu Que thought dejectedly.

The phantom saw Wu Que's expression and reminded him: "Brother Wu Que, when I saw the spiritual weapon you refined before, everyone had to drop a few drops of blood before they succeeded in recognizing the master. ”

Wu Que nodded, and continued to squeeze out a few drops of blood, dripping on the Motan Sword.

The blood quickly vanished, but the sword still didn't react.

Wu Que shook his head slightly, ready to give up, thought about it, squeezed out three more drops of blood and dripped them on the sword, plus the first few drops of blood, a total of nine drops of blood had been dropped.

The sword still didn't respond.

The phantom comforted Wu Que and said, "Brother Wu Que, this sword is not the one you used before, it shouldn't be a spiritual weapon at all, right?"

Isn't it a spiritual weapon? Maybe! Wu Que sighed and prepared to put away the Motan Sword in his hand.

At this moment, the sword suddenly flashed, and the light began to shine on the sword.

The phantom shouted in surprise: "Brother Wu Que, it has reacted. ”

Wu Que also felt the faint connection with the Motan Sword that suddenly appeared, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The light on the sword continued to shine, quickly becoming stronger, and then there was an electric glow, which "crackled" and exploded on the sword.

Wu Que subconsciously raised the Motan Sword in his hand high to avoid being hit by lightning.

"Click", an astonishing lightning bolt suddenly rose from the tip of the sword and pierced the sky.

Wu Que and Phantom were all taken aback, staring blankly at the Motan Sword.

The light on the sword gradually converged, and the Motan sword returned to its original state of pure white with a hint of black.

"Brother Wu Que, did you succeed?" asked the phantom.

Wu Que didn't answer, his mind flashed, and the Motan Sword "swished", and suddenly flew up, straight into the sky, and the speed was extremely amazing.

The sword kept flying from the surface of the mountains and seas to the white clouds, and Wu Que felt that the connection with the sword had weakened to the point of being about to get out of control, and he controlled the Motan Sword to pierce into the bottom of the mountains and seas, flying freely under the surface of the sea.

The bottom of the sea is rocky, and the sword passes through the bottom rocks like tofu.

Wu Que attached the Piercing Anchor Sword to the Motan Sword, tried it repeatedly, and felt that he was handy and very happy.

Then Wu Que's mind flashed, and he took back the Motan sword, and the sword slowly became smaller in his hand, and in the last flash, it disappeared into the flesh and blood of his right hand.

The phantom looked envious, and pouted: "Brother Wu Que, the Ruyi Spirit Weapon you refined for yourself is so good, why is the one you refined for me so bad?"

Wu Que scratched his head and said, "When you open your heavenly eyes, I will refine a good one for you." ”

The phantom actually knew that it was not that his Ruyi Spirit Weapon was too poor, but because his cultivation was still low, and he could not give full play to the power of his Ruyi Spirit Weapon.

Seeing that Wu Que promised to refine another one for him, the phantom smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed to the continuous mountain shadows in the twilight in front of him, and said, "Brother Wu Que, according to the map, there is the Blood Ridge in front. ”

Wu Que was slightly stunned, and blurted out, "So fast, how long have I been refining?"

The phantom told him that he had been practicing for more than twenty days.

Wu Que looked at the phantom with a tired face, stretched out his hand and pointed to a small island in the sea in front of him, and said, "We will soon arrive at the Blood Ridge, let's rest on this island for one night tonight." ”

The phantom instructed the Golden Horn Sacred Cow to land on the island, and then the two caught a few small beasts on the island, lit a fire by the reef by the sea, and prepared dinner.

Suddenly there was a wave on the surface of the mountain and sea, and the waves were cascading towards the island.

At first, Wu Que and the phantom didn't pay attention to the wave, but as the wave got closer and closer, Wu Que suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head to look at the sea.

"Wow!" something broke out of the waves, just on the surface of the sea, staring at a huge white scream, with a pair of big eyes in the pool of blood, and his gaze was like a torch, scanning the tiny Wu Que and the phantom on the island. (To be continued.) )