A wisp of tempting chicken fragrance wafted from nowhere into Old Man Gan's nose, and he couldn't help but sniff it hard, his face changed slightly, and he was furious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it is refining flying swords or enlightening spirits, no disturbance is allowed.

As we approach noon, the smell of meat is getting stronger and stronger, which is tantamount to making people more likely to be distracted.

He was just about to angrily go to the front shop and ask who was secretly eating chicken, but at this moment, he heard Li Xiaobai breathe a long sigh of relief and said, "It's finally good!"

Huh!~

The newly refined flying sword let out its first sound, and the crisp trills lingered.

All right?

The old man was startled, turned his gaze, and saw that the flying sword that was being enlightened was staggering in front of Li Xiaobai, although it was a little unstable, it still flew alone.

Sure enough, it was done!

Li Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief, but he frowned again.

It's one thing to refine a flying sword, but it's another thing to harness a flying sword.

"What's wrong?"

Old man Gan found that Li Xiaobai didn't seem to be satisfied, in his opinion, it was enough for the flying sword to be able to fly and be controlled, and the rest should be a warlock's business.

"Edgeworth's Jutsu!"

Li Xiaobai barely used his mind to forcibly control this flying sword, so that it didn't jump out of the way and scurry around.

The reason why he was able to make this flying sword float in the air was that he forcibly controlled the sword body with the strong mind and powerful control of the "Maha Praran Sutra", which had nothing to do with the subtle control of the secret arts, simply put, it was all brute force.

Don't think that investing in aura and mind will make the flying sword honest and obedient, in fact, because of the linkage of the thirty-six magic circles, although the sword body can float in the air, it is in a very unstable state, as long as it is not careful, it will shoot out at a lightning speed.

The reason why the flying sword can be as fast as electricity is because it sacrifices part of the stability, not to mention that the surface of the sword body is so narrow, resulting in a rather limited number of magic circles that can be engraved, and it is impossible to engrave more than a hundred magic circles like the smelting stone furnace, even the old man Gan can control its operation state very stably, even if he ignores it, he can stabilize the fire source in the furnace by himself.

Thirty-six magic circles and hundreds of magic circles, the gap between the two is obvious when it comes to the control and application of aura.

"The old man is just a swordsmith!"

Old man Gan looked at this scene, both proud and a little lost, he didn't have the skill of the sword to give Li Xiaobai at all.

Pride is due to the fact that as the pinnacle of blacksmith skills, he was able to create a magic weapon flying sword with his own hands.

The loss is because the swordsmith is still just a mortal blacksmith in the final analysis, even if he has touched the door of the magic path, but he will always stop here, and he will never be able to advance an inch again, as for the sword art or something, there is definitely no such thing.

"Okay!"

Li Xiaobai was disappointed.

He originally guessed that most of Old Man Gan's ancestors were from the Dao of Arts, and even were refiners, but with the passage of time or for many reasons, the secret methods of the Dao of Techniques passed down from generation to generation gradually disappeared, and finally the inheritance was broken.

In the generations of old man Gan, the inheritance left behind can only barely become a swordsmith, and it is foreseeable that if he hadn't met himself, maybe the old guy's mantle inheritance would have ended here.

His mind moved slightly, Li Xiaobai wanted to control the flying sword back into his hand, but he never thought that the amplitude of his mental fluctuations was slightly larger, and the sword flashed, and the flying sword instantly sank into and disappeared on the wall of the room, leaving only an inch-long crack on a palm-sized stone.

Not far from the house, there was a sudden panicked rooster crow, followed by the angry scolding of a middle-aged woman.

"Whoever dies kills my chicken! Get out, the old lady swears to you that you will not give up, and you will not ......die well if you cut off your children and grandchildren."

Xiaobai and Old Man Gan glanced at each other, and they all broke out in a cold sweat.

Under the reflection of the latter's glass heart, you can "see" a woman who is about thirty years old, with a big waist and a round waist, is crossing her waist and spreading out a 360-degree all-round fire coverage, an old hen at her feet has strangely turned into two halves, the internal organs are spread out, and you can even see the eggs that are about to be born, and more than a dozen big chickens and small chicks are huddled in the corner and shivering.

The surrounding neighbors all stayed away from this pungent "tigress", and there was no one in the narrow alley in the blink of an eye, leaving her alone to spray indiscriminately.

The culprit of this tragedy was shot into the ground more than three feet deep under the woman's feet, and the woman did not realize it, only that there was a ghost who lacked virtue and took her chicken sacrifice knife, otherwise how could it be so complete.

Li Xiaobai came to the courtyard, took out a silver tael from the money bag, and threw it casually.

In the sunlight, the silver ingots swept towards the back of the house with a silver light.

"Ahh

After a burst of pig-killing screams and scolding, the fierce woman's voice came to an inexplicable abrupt end.

Suddenly a silver ingot fell from the sky, Mo said that if he smashed his head, even if he killed the chickens in the entire yard, the value of the compensation was more than enough.

Li Xiaobai could have gloated and listened to the woman's aimless scolding, but he begged for a thought to be clear, after all, he was not a heartless guy, although what he usually did was not very reliable, but the appearance and the truth are often not the same thing.

Taking advantage of the woman's attention being diverted by the silver ingot in his hand, Li Xiaobai concentrated with all his strength, with the help of Liuli Xin, focused his mind on the flying sword in the ground, and the soil and stones were like tofu in front of the sword blade, and they were turned through without hindrance, and quickly returned to Li Xiaobai's feet from the ground, and poked his head out again.

With the lessons of the past, Li Xiaobai was much more cautious this time, retracted his mind and aura in time, and pulled the flying sword out of the ground with the stem of the sword.

After completing the Enlightenment, the weight of the flying sword was much lighter than when the circle had just been engraved, and even only one-tenth of the original.

Based on the interaction between the magic circle and the aura, the flying sword itself has become a magic weapon, completely out of the category of ordinary weapons.

Old man Gan's gaze fell on the flying sword that was pinned to Li Xiaobai's palm, and he said with relief: "Add another scabbard, and you can use it!"

"Thank you, Gan Lao!"

After obtaining a rare flying sword refining inheritance, Li Xiaobai respectfully bowed to the other party to the end.

"Take all these things! The old man doesn't need them anymore! You must treat them well in the future!"

Old man Gan was a little reluctant to stroke the anvil and hammer, just like his own partner.

Ear Shun's energy no longer allowed him to refine flying swords independently again, but fortunately, he had found the most suitable successor to the mantle in this craft, and the next step was to temper the skill by himself and even carry it forward.

- (To be continued.) )