Zheng!

With a sword roar, a fierce aura suddenly rose into the sky, and the sharp sword intent was piercing.

"Succeeded?" a head suddenly poked out of the door.

Ye Zichuan glared at her angrily, and casually threw the long sword in his hand: "Because of the materials, I just reached the point of a medium-grade spiritual weapon." ”

Little Lori took the long sword, looked at it curiously, and flicked her slender fingers on it, and a crisp sound sounded, pleasant to the ear.

Little Lori's eyes were strange: "Little indigenous, the quality is good, it can almost be said to be a fine product in the medium-grade spiritual weapon, there are no impurities, and the divine pattern and the magic circle are perfectly integrated." ”

Ye Zichuan was triumphant: "That's it, you don't look at who I am, the genius of geniuses, referred to as Tianzhongcai!"

Little Lori threw him a disdainful white eye: "It's still talented, and it's almost the same as being an idiot." ”

Ye Zichuan: "......"

"Well, this is the material obtained in the last few days, since you have talent in this area, then the weapons in the city are all up to you. Little Lori casually threw over a Sumeru ring.

Ye Zichuan's face suddenly darkened: "Damn, I am the main combat output, not an iron." ”

Little Lori shrugged cutely: "No way, there is a lack of human resources in the city, and you are the only one who strikes iron at present, and you are the only one to take on this heavy responsibility." ”

"......" Ye Zichuan was speechless for a while: "How many people are there in the city now?"

"Three hundred, soon. Little Lori replied.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Naturally, there is, but they were all crippled and thrown out by the main palace, and Wuling Guan doesn't need such waste. ”

Ye Zichuan didn't say anything about this, Xiao Lori's approach was right, special times naturally require special means, and what Wulingguan needs now is a crack general, not a mixture.

In the next period of time, Ye Zichuan began to refine the weapon frantically.

Outside his door stood a group of fiery-eyed survivors, because every once in a while, a perfect weapon would be thrown from inside, and it would be incredibly powerful.

"Purgatory Xuanfei Sutra", the secret of the soldier's words, and the mysterious fire in cooperation, every spiritual weapon refined by Ye Zichuan is almost flawless, and it has become everyone's favorite.

If it weren't for the limited materials, Ye Zichuan felt that he could even refine the best spiritual weapons.

After refining enough weapons, Ye Zichuan took out the black ironwood he had extracted from the Immortal Palace.

The black ironwood was placed in the arsenal, and now it has changed from the original 5,000 catties to 3,000 catties, which has shrunk a little, and the quality has also improved a lot.

"I hope to refine the best spiritual weapon. ”

Ye Zichuan threw a thousand catties of black iron wood into the divine furnace, and then began to temper it repeatedly, constantly removing the impurities in it.

When there were only two hundred catties left, he began to condense and form, and the rough embryo of a spear slowly appeared.

Then, Ye Zichuan cast the secret of the soldier, and the flames in his mind began to sway again, and the mysterious divine patterns and complex runes were engraved into the spear, and a terrifying sharp aura suddenly came out from the tip of the spear, making him feel a slight tingling sensation.

When the 108 divine patterns were engraved in, there was a buzz, the spear trembled, and a fierce aura spread, and in a trance, Ye Zichuan seemed to hear a beast's roar, like a black dragon out of the water, stirring the waves.

Ye Zichuan held a spear in his hand, and his eyes were shining.

This is definitely the best weapon he has refined during this time, and it is already the best among spiritual weapons, and it has reached the highest peak in all aspects.

With a slight shake of his hand, the spear in his hand stabbed out.

There was a stabbing sound, as if the cloth was torn apart, and the air was cracked under this shot, and the spear was suffocating, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

It didn't take long for another head to be revealed outside the door, and the little Lori looked at this side with big eyes: "What good things have you refined this time?"

Ye Zichuan angrily threw the spear to her: "The best spiritual weapon, see for yourself." ”

Xiao Lori took the letter suspiciously, and after checking it repeatedly, she looked at Ye Zichuan with some surprise: "Little native, you really have a talent for refining weapons, if this spear is not limited in materials, if it is cultivated by others for a few years, maybe it will become a king divine soldier!"

"That's right, I'm a genius!"

Little Lori pouted, but this time she didn't hit him: "Who is this spear for?"

"Let's take it as a reward. Ye Zichuan thought for a while and said: "You always need to give them a little motivation, I'll refine two handfuls later, this thing is a bit draining." ”

Xiao Lori nodded, noncommittal, and agreed to Ye Zichuan's proposal.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, she stared at her eyes widely: "This is ...... Black Ironwood?!"

"Little native, where did you get it?!"

"Not good!" Ye Zichuan chuckled in his heart, and when to stay at this time without pretending to be stupid: "Ah, I'm a little dizzy, my mind is very drained, I need to rest for a while." ”

Boom!

Little Lori punched him on the door of the head: "Are you still pretending to be stupid? I know that you little native is not honest and very bad, tell me quickly, where did the black ironwood come from?"

But Ye Zichuan is just pretending to be stupid, and he won't say anything about death.

In the end, little Lori had no choice but to leave angrily.

"There are too many secrets on this little native, and you must tie them up and study them carefully when you have time. ”

Ye Zichuan in the room suddenly shuddered.

Next, Ye Zichuan used the remaining black iron wood to refine two top-grade spiritual weapons, and Xiao Lori formulated a military merit system for this, as long as she accumulated enough corresponding military merits, she could exchange for the best spiritual weapons, and for this reason, the morale in the city pass rose a lot.

After so many days of practice, Ye Zichuan also has his own understanding of refining weapons, and in the arsenal, the piece of jade heart iron wrapped in waste has been completely extracted.

Only the size of a fist, the whole body is white, exuding a faint fluorescence, and there are mysterious innate lines intertwined on it, which are clear and transparent.

This is a king-level material, which can refine the king's divine weapon!

And unlike the previous refining, this time, Ye Zichuan wanted to refine the weapon in his own body and refine the jade heart iron into his own natal weapon!

As soon as his mind moved, Jade Heart Iron appeared in the dantian.

Ye Zichuan calmed down, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and kept himself in the best state at all times.

He was meditating, contemplating, the natal weapon was the most important thing, and he had to decide carefully what kind of weapon to refine.

"Knives, swords, guns, halberds?" weapons kept flashing through his mind, and they were all vetoed by Ye Zichuan until Ding appeared in his mind.

"Ding, Ding is known as the heavy weapon of Kyushu, which runs through the five thousand years of Chinese civilization and has far-reaching significance. Ye Zichuan's mind suddenly lit up.

Four-legged square tripod, three-legged amphora tripod, round tripod......

Patterns kept flashing through his mind, and after thinking about it for a long time, Ye Zichuan made a decision.