However, Wang Xiaoyun didn't have time to guess what outsiders thought of him now, he was reading the words that had just been integrated into his mind from the soldier characters with a smile on his face.

There are not many words pouring into his mind, only a short hundred and ten words, starting with a few big characters "The Words of the Soldiers of the Soldiers", followed by the content, the full of words, at first glance, it belongs to ancient texts, obscure, but although Wang Xiaoyun has not said that he has read more than 10,000 volumes since he was a child, he has still read a lot of ancient books.

It's easy to read, and the general meaning of these esoteric ancient texts is that weapons are used to assist people in battle, and good weapons can make people feel like a tiger.

And this soldier character is the ancient ability to collect the world's top weapons of the soldier spirit as ink, the life hair of the forehead of the ancient beast unicorn is written as the pen.

Integrating it into a weapon can arbitrarily change the shape of the weapon and increase the power of the weapon, this is what makes Wang Xiaoyun smile, the things left by the ancient powers to change the weapons must be good things, after all, the level of the two is different, and even the things that are highly respected by the great power will be ordinary goods, and Wang Xiaoyun will not believe it.

After reading the name of the soldier, there must be a word for the word, the word for fighting and the word for the person, but this kind of thing that needs chance, Wang Xiaoyun didn't think too much.

Reaching out and taking the flying feather sword that he had placed on the table, it was still a feather without any forging. However, in the Demon Emperor's treasure house, fighting with ground-level weapons is not inferior at all, and it also surprises Wang Xiaoyun, and integrating this soldier is not an insult to the treasure left by this power.

Wang Xiaoyun thought of it, and placed the Flying Feather Sword horizontally on his crossed legs, and the dark luck spiritual power guided the soldier character to slowly come out of the sea of knowledge and integrate into the Flying Feather Sword, without any hindrance, the soldier character was integrated into the sword body.

With the integration of the word soldier, the flying feather sword gradually changed its appearance, the original long sword body continued to shrink, and gradually turned into a dark red liquid, the liquid continued to rotate, and some black things were constantly thrown out in the rotation, and the dark red liquid gradually became pure red.

The iron hook and silver slash of the soldier also began to melt, merging into the pure red liquid, making the liquid tinge with a hint of gold.

When the soldier character was completely integrated, the liquid also became half gold and half red, and there was constantly a sharp qi emitting from it, splitting the tables and chairs in the room to pieces, fortunately, the target of these sharp qi was not Wang Xiaoyun, otherwise he would definitely be poked with a thousand holes.

Looking at the liquid that did not rotate, Wang Xiaoyun thought about what shape he wanted to change it into, and he didn't consider the sword, Wang Xiaoyun always felt that the sword was too delicate and not suitable for him, and now his two major killers, the Demon Killing Demon Turn and the Sky Splitting Slash Sword, were unable to exert their power.

The best weapon to play is the axe, but the axe king Xiaoyun doesn't like it either, it's too ostentatious, and an idea takes shape in his mind after thinking about it.

It's the knife, the knife is the king of weapons, it can be chopped and chopped, it can be cut and stabbed, it can be said that it gathers the characteristics of all weapons, and if you use a knife to cast a splitting slash, it will not be much inferior to using an axe, and the knife is not too ostentatious.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoyun began to control the liquid to begin to shape the shape of the knife, without much complicated process, and soon a big knife was formed in his hand, about a palm's width of the knife body was dotted with golden light, the head of the knife was slightly upturned, and the sharp cold light continued to flow on the tip of the knife.

Golden dots of light spread all the way to the tail of the broadsword, and at the end of it was a long handle about the length of a pair of hands, and a soldier on the hilt of the sword was attached to it, emitting a faint light.

Wang Xiaoyun lifted the big knife with one hand, waved it a few times in the air, a piece of golden light flashed, and the sound of "wooing" breaking the wind was endless, quite powerful.

"Looking at the golden light, like the scorching sun in the sky, it is better to call you the Burning Sun Knife" Wang Xiaoyun stroked the glowing giant knife and said, but this golden light is too eye-catching, and it is extremely coquettish when facing the enemy, and it may always be remembered in private, which is not good.

While trying to find a way, Wang Xiaoyun withdrew his spiritual power from the Sun Knife, and as the spiritual power decreased, the golden light gradually dimmed, and after a while, there was no light at all, like an ordinary iron knife, but if you look closely, you will find that countless small dots on the blade are moving regularly.

Seeing that the Burning Sun Knife itself was dimming, Wang Xiaoyun didn't think much about it, and put it on the bedside casually, although he accidentally got the soldier's word duel, and also fused a weapon suitable for his own use, but he was not happy at all now.

Just used the method of the Heavenly Master to calculate the whereabouts of his mother, as soon as he thought of the scene he saw, Wang Xiaoyun became angry, his mother was obviously imprisoned, and when he saw his mother like this, he knew that his father Wang Chenfeng would not be better there, otherwise his father would never let his mother be treated like that.

His strength is still too low, he was almost shocked to death by a cold snort, and he couldn't catch the attack that had been reduced several times by the power of a random air, so how could he save his mother, Wang Xiaoyun was secretly annoyed.

In frustration, the door was pushed open with a creak, and when I looked back, I saw the little beauty standing in the doorway.

"You're going to demolish the house," the little beauty said when she saw the scattered tables and chairs and the huge scratches on the walls, and after a while, no one answered. Raising his eyes to see that Wang Xiaoyun, who didn't seem to find him in annoyance, raised his voice and said, "Hey, what are you talking about, what's wrong with you." ”

Wang Xiaoyun didn't find that the little beauty came in and was still immersed in chagrin, the little beauty's earth-shattering voice startled him, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the little beauty standing outside the door, and hurriedly let her in, originally wanting to find a chair for her to sit down.

Seeing that there were only piles of debris left in the room, she was embarrassed and called the little beauty to sit on the bed, and Feng Xian'er generously sat down on the bed and said: "What is a person in a daze, going crazy? Or crazy and want to demolish the house." “

Wang Xiaoyun smiled bitterly, and didn't hide anything, and told the little beauty what happened just now, "Am I useless, my mother can't save me" At the end, seeing that the little beauty didn't say anything for a long time, Wang Xiaoyun said.

The little beauty said with a serious expression: "Are you annoyed by this? Do you think it's useful for you to be annoyed just here, why don't you show some courage to come out if you want to save your mother, the most fearful thing about cultivation is the first and the last, the strength of the enemy has frightened you, and you don't even have the courage to fight?"

You will only feel sorry for yourself here, others can be so strong, why can't you, do you think that you are inferior to others? Even you don't believe that you can do it, so who do you expect to save your mother?"

The little beauty's preaching made Wang Xiaoyun stunned, but thinking about it, he couldn't do anything if he was annoyed and sad. Even thinking about the rapid progress of cultivation in the past month.

Wang Xiaoyun's confidence returned, although it was impossible to improve at the same speed as this month with the continuous improvement of his cultivation.

But now Wang Xiaoyun believes that he has the ability to cultivate in a short period of time to save his mother, and now he doesn't need to be annoyed, but needs to work hard to cultivate.

Seeing the high-spirited and smiling Wang Xiaoyun, the little beauty stuck out her tongue and whispered, "It seems that Daddy's words when he persuaded others still worked, fortunately, I learned it, it seems that I will definitely try to persuade others with this word in the future."

"Hmm, what are you talking about" Wang Xiaoyun, who was happy, asked when he heard the little beauty's self-talk, and the little beauty immediately sat down and said, "It's nothing, I mean you will definitely be able to successfully rescue your mother."

Wang Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Thank you, Xian'er, it's good that you enlightened me, otherwise I would definitely have been immersed in chagrin, by the way, you see that you are younger than me, where did you know these words." It's not like someone else said it and now it's applied to me."