Xiang'er ran to the side of the cave, shook her hand and threw out a large piece of animal skin and spread it on the ground.

This is a demon cowhide, thick and strong, usually camping in the wild, are used to isolate moisture, like this equipment there are many, walking a few worlds, most of the time is outside the wind and sleeping, so Xiang'er has already prepared a storage bag, which is full of this kind of wild necessities, what tent iron pot, even this demon cowhide Xiang'er has prepared several sheets, which can be replaced at any time if it is broken.

"Sister Xiang'er, are you going to refine the flying sword?"

Xiao Bai had already turned back into a villain, and when he saw Xiang'er go to the side, he knew that he was going to refine the flying sword next, so he hurriedly stepped forward and followed with his little short legs, sat cross-legged on the demon cowhide, supported his hands on his little face, and asked with big eyes.

Xiang'er smiled slightly, put a finger on her lips, and the villain nodded wisely.

All kinds of rare ores are laid out one by one, reflecting the treasure light in the cave, like a dream.

Xiang'er was suddenly a little stunned, looking at the ore on the ground, she suddenly realized that she had unconsciously collected so many treasures, not to mention a flying sword, these are not a problem to refine ten or eight, and they will be stronger than those of the original ancestors.

The white and tender little hands picked up and put down one by one, and Xiang'er's heart kept flashing various flying sword recipes.

The swarthy iron ore is called iron ore, and it is extremely heavy in the hand, although it is not as good as Zhang Xiaohu's meteorite, but it is also quite good, as long as you add some, it can greatly increase the thickness of the flying sword.

Lighter than a flying feather is the Soft Silver Stone, which is specifically designed to increase the speed of the flying sword.

Flashing with dazzling light, that is called the Falling Star Stone, with it, the flying sword is extremely sharp, and the legend even the stars can be cut down, so it is called the Falling Star Stone.

There are many, many ores with various properties like this, and some, Xiang'er can't even make out the name, and she only put them in because she sensed the peculiarity of the ore.

Xiang'er couldn't wait to add all these treasures to her new flying sword, but she didn't need to be persuaded by others to know that it was impossible, not to mention how she wanted to fuse the various attributes together and keep each other, just with so many ores added to it, the flying sword could no longer be called a flying sword, and it was called a door panel directly.

Pick up this and want to get rid of it, but think about it and a little reluctant, pick up that and look at it, after all, put it down, Xiang'er hesitated, waiting to see the lively villain on the side would have been annoying, if it wasn't for Sister Xiang'er who said not to bother, she would have shouted out a long time ago, and now she is wilting and hanging her head, and her little head is dozing off little by little.

"Xiang'er"

Zhang Xiaohu finally couldn't help but interrupt Xiang'er's thoughts, and when he saw Xiang'er's eyes looking over, he smiled and said, "What do you want this blade for?"

Don't say much, point to point, no matter how hard he can't figure it out, there is no way for him, after all, this flying sword is used by Xiang'er herself, and she has to be happy if she makes a suggestion.

Xiang'er looked blankly at the ore on the ground, and couldn't help but move in her heart, yes, why do you want it?

"Thank you, Brother Tiger"

Xiang'er smiled sweetly, she already understood, she was too greedy, why did she want this blade in the first place, it was not because she fancied stealth and sharpness, with these two characteristics, in fact, there is no need to come again, people, you can't be greedy.

Xiang'er, who had thought clearly, waved her hand, and the ore on the ground disappeared, and she took them all back into the storage bag.

The sharp blade has been taken out and held in his hand, and the broken bones of the blade that have returned to the invisible state are invisible, just like Xiang'er's hands are empty, which is very magical.

When the critical time came, Xiang'er pinched the blade in her fingers, and the spiritual power slowly poured into it, and until now, she still doesn't know if this thing can withstand spiritual power, if not, all ideas will be in vain, and when the time comes, those ores will still come in handy.

Xiang'er's heart was so nervous that it was pounding, the output of spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news as soon as it was gone, anxious she increased her spiritual power, and suddenly heard a 'buzz' sound, the flying sword that was originally invisible and touchable was gradually revealed in her consciousness, a trace of edge kept swallowing at the edge of the blade, and then looked at it with her eyes, her hand was still empty, and Xiaobai next to her looked at her with half-squinted eyes, still an invisible look.

"It's finished"

Xiang'er was overjoyed in her heart, the most worrying thing was over, and the rest was simple, as long as she refined the shape a little, and then carved various formations, the flying sword could be baked.

Her worries seemed reasonable, but they were all blind worries.

This innate deity, which one is not infused with aura for many years, has been soaked in aura since childhood, and this spiritual power is also condensed by aura, how can it not withstand spiritual power, but Xiang'er has seen Zhang Xiaohu's heavy sword, and she expects too much from this blade, so she is confused with concern.

The small mouth opened slightly, a small flame spit out and hovered in front of her, Xiang'er gathered the aura and pinched her fingers, and the flame turned into the size of a watermelon, wrapped down like a fire dragon, rolled the blade into the air, and began to burn non-stop.

The shape Xiang'er has already thought about it, and there is no need to change it too much, as long as the current fracture part is melted and refined into the same at both ends.

The body has a sword, and the doppelganger has always been empty-handed, Xiang'er decided, and when the flying sword is refined, she will give the doppelganger, and she is excited when she thinks about it, and the sword is cold and cold when she holds the sword, and the flying sword hovers when she pinches the sword trick alone, the picture is so beautiful, and she can't help but laugh out loud when she thinks about it.

Xiao Bai looked at the flame with great interest, in the firelight, a sharp blade with a length of a foot was gradually revealed, and the boring scorching and melting process of the little guy was watching with relish, the rolling heat wave was nothing to the two of them, and they didn't even bother to move, so they just came to the front.

The flame was restrained, and the temperature was all transferred to the blade, and the focus was on the fracture of the arm bone, and the slender fire snakes kept winding and swimming on it, and as time went by, the red fracture could no longer withstand the high temperature of the flame, and finally began to deform and melt.

Xiang'er didn't dare to be careless, and concentrated on the melting, once the melting began, the speed would be accelerated, if you were not careful, it was likely to melt the whole thing, the blade was almost perfect, if it was all melted, it was a pity, Xiang'er only needed to build this fracture, there was no need to waste effort to start the whole over again.

Seeing that everything that should be soft has softened, and everything that should be melted has become liquid, Xiang'er withdrew the flame, took a small mouth and put the small flame into her stomach, and the spiritual power took over the flame and held the blade in the air.

A red blade was suspended in the air, and a small ball of red slurry at the end kept tumbling, and the spiritual power was like a pair of dexterous hands, while gently holding the sharp blade, while constantly pulling and squeezing, the slurry gradually extended out, and under the spiritual power, it changed little by little into the shape that Xiang'er wanted.

At this time, it is the most test of people, the flame is withdrawn, the temperature drops, the speed is slow, the slurry will slowly solidify, the speed is fast, it is likely that the object is deformed, Xiang'er unconsciously has a fine sweat on her forehead, fortunately, she often creates some small objects on weekdays, and she is quite handy for refining, otherwise this time it will have to be never.

Snort.

The cold pool spring water that had been prepared long ago was poured up, and a large cloud of mist evaporated, and the fixed shape of the blade quickly cooled down, and a double-headed blade one and a half feet long was lifted by spiritual power, looming in the mist.

"Sister Xiang'er, Sister Xiang'er, show Xiaobai quickly"

Xiaobai, who had endured it for a long time, finally couldn't help it, stood up and waved his little hand to get it, Xiang'er was startled, and hurriedly grabbed it, "Stupid Xiaobai, this thing is very sharp, can you grab it casually with your hands?"

With a roll of spiritual power, he dragged the blade in front of Xiao Bai, leaving the fog shroud and losing its temperature, the blade gradually became invisible, and disappeared after a few glances.

Xiaobai blinked his eyes, smiled so that his eyes became slits, looked at Xiang'er and said, "Sister Xiang'er, you did something wrong"

"Ah, wrong, what's wrong?"

Xiang'er looked at it carefully, that's right, it was exactly the same as she thought before she created it, and she couldn't help but look at Xiaobai suspiciously.

"Both ends are pointed, Sister Xiang'er forgot to hit the hilt of the sword and came out"

Xiao Bai said crisply, puffing up his little chest, very proud of correcting Xiang'er.

"What?"

Xiang'er stretched out her hand and nodded her little head, "Sister, this is a flying sword, where do you need a sword handle?"

Xiaobai then remembered, stuck out his tongue and ran away embarrassedly.

The first step is to finish the work perfectly, the next thing to do, is to carve the formation, and so on until the end is to use spiritual power to warm up, after a while, this flying sword will be like an arm to make a finger, at that time, the flying sword can be regarded as a real refining end can be used to kill the enemy, like those bought in the shop before are semi-finished products that have gone through the first two steps, after buying back, they keep warming, so that the flying sword is like their own flesh and blood to use, otherwise, when you encounter a strong one, the spiritual power will be poured into it, and your breath will be washed away, then what will be empty。

Sharpness is already there, stealth is its characteristic, and Xiang'er doesn't need to do more, as long as you carve a volley on it to control a few formations.

Xiang'er doesn't plan to do more, this formation can be added if there is less, and if you want to change it more, then you can only return to the furnace and refine it, before thinking about it, she only plans to carve the most basic formations in it, and when she feels dissatisfied after using it, she will add it to it according to the demand, this is the advantage of refining the flying sword yourself, you have to buy it outside, others have already arranged everything for you, and you can't change it if you want to.

There is no mystery in the carving formation, it is to use spiritual power to make a knife, and slowly leave traces on it bit by bit, although it is extremely shallow, but it is extremely exquisite in refining people's strength.

The finer the spiritual power, the better, the formation can be the smallest, the small sword body can accommodate more formations, the spiritual power is also extremely hard, it is not easy to leave traces on the hard flying sword, usually the two swords intersect without traces, this spiritual power wants to leave marks on it, the difficulty can be imagined.

However, the monk already has a way, the sword washing spiritual liquid is specially born for this, although the flying sword cannot be turned into tofu, but after the point, the spiritual power can be carved on it to achieve half the effort, and the original impossible thing has become possible, and the rest only depends on the refining degree and perseverance of the refining person's spiritual power.

There is no shortage of these fragrant children, as a god monk, beyond the existence of the Yuan Infant, the fine needles turned out of the spiritual power have long been as hard as iron, with the help of the sword washing spiritual liquid, a very small formation is gradually carved out, Xiang'er also specially adjusted the placement of the formation, the flying sword seems to have more beautiful patterns, but unfortunately, this sword is invisible, no matter how many patterns are blind, no one can see it.

"Brother Little Tiger, look"

I don't know how long it was, but a happy voice suddenly came out of the silent cave.

Xiaobai, who was lying on the side and was asleep, was awakened, rubbed his eyes and raised his head in a daze, Zhang Xiaohu, who was thinking about tearing the space, heard the words and looked, only to hear a snort, a breeze swept in front of him, and on the cave wall next to it, a small slit appeared in an instant, and the perception probed, almost bottomless.

"The flying sword is done?"

Zhang Xiaohu asked in surprise.

Xiang'er nodded proudly, and her chin was raised to the sky.