Chapter 45: Fire and Water Transformation (II)

"What's wrong?" Liang Xi leaned over and stared at the broken sword and spirit bead carefully.

The broken sword was still the same as it was, less than two feet long, the blade was broken diagonally from it, the fracture was neat, and the sword was rusty, except for its piercing coldness, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.

However, Liang Xi was a little strange that this broken sword felt very cold when he first got it, but after a long time, his arm was not frozen numb like others, but felt less cold, and even had a feeling that his strength was slowly rising.

The little fox approached the broken sword, and after a while, he shuddered, hurriedly avoided a little, and then opened his mouth to spit out a small fireball and smashed it on the broken sword.

With a soft groan, the broken sword trembled, and the air around the sword body rippled in circles like pebbles thrown into the calm waters of a lake.

"What is this?" Liang Xi didn't understand what this meant, but the joy in the little fox's eyes made him sure that it must be a good thing.

The embers dissipated, and the broken sword was still the same, without any change.

Liang Xi was about to grab the broken sword to look at himself, but the little fox jumped up all of a sudden, biting his sleeve and letting Liang Xi put his hand directly above the broken sword.

Liang Xi made a move according to its meaning and looked at the little fox inquiringly.

The little fox didn't look at him, but his paw slashed at Liang Xi's palm like lightning, and a big hole suddenly appeared in Liang Xi's palm, and blood gushed out of the wound.

The pain reached his brain, and Liang Xi was about to subconsciously retract his hand, but the little fox bit his sleeve and didn't let him move, letting his blood pour on the broken sword.

Liang Xi knew that the little fox must have done this by himself for a reason, so he gritted his teeth and hung his hand in the air, letting the blood continue to flow out.

The little fox glanced at Liang Xi with some distress, but at this time it could only be like this.

Letting go of the mouth that was biting Liang Xi's sleeve, the little fox jumped to the side, and the small fireballs in his mouth kept shooting towards the broken sword.

With a muffled bang, the fireball smashed into the broken sword, and the broken sword trembled at an extremely fast frequency, and the blood accumulated on it was shaken open, and a strange blood mist was released in the air.

Small fireballs continued to shoot out from the little fox's mouth, and they kept hitting the broken sword, and Liang Xi's blood was constantly shattered into beads of blood that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, condensing a trace of blood mist, wrapping the entire broken sword in it.

The broken sword did not change much for the time being, and Liang Xi's attention was attracted by the action of the little fox continuously firing flames.

He used to have to rest for a while after every shot of True Qi before he could make a second move.

Although the attack power of the vines is amazing, due to the number of times and the limitations of the power that can be used now, it has not been able to exert the maximum effect.

If he could learn how to fire the little fox like this, Liang Xi imagined that picture in his mind, basically when the time came, there would be flowers everywhere in front of his enemy, and he would not be able to avoid it even if he had three heads and six arms.

Liang Xi couldn't help but smile with a dirty face, and used his evil eyes to carefully observe the flow of true power in the little fox's body, but he didn't find that the broken sword had undergone such continuous tempering by the little fox and his own blood, and there had been some changes from before.

After the blood was broken into countless small particles, it became extremely easy to burrow into the tiny gaps in the sword body, and coupled with the continuous baking and impact of the fireball, a layer of white light gradually stirred up on the broken sword.

The halo and the blood mist gradually fused until finally the water emulsion fused into one.

Knowing that at the last moment, the little fox raised his true qi, and the frequency of the fireball hit became faster, and the sword body buzzed and trembled.

Liang Xi was watching the little fox distracted, and suddenly found that his arm was pulled down violently by a strong force, and his palm was uncontrollably gripping the hilt of the sword.

Liang Daguan was startled, and just wanted to let go, but suddenly found that holding the hilt of the sword this time was completely different from the previous times!

This time, not only did I not feel a trace of cold, but it was a very comfortable and warm feeling!

It can even be said that it makes him feel that he is connected by blood.

A blue light burst out from the broken sword, stabbing Liang Xi from opening his eyes.

When the green light gradually dimmed, Liang Xi found that a finger-thick green line appeared on his wrist, extending from his chest to his arm, extending to his wrist, and finally connecting with the hilt of the sword.

"What's going on?" Liang Xi tried to urge his true power.

When the real power passed from the palm of his hand to the broken sword, Liang Xi clearly felt the feeling of the real power suddenly expanding, and with a muffled bang, the ground in front of him was dissected as if it had been disemboweled.

Liang Xi was startled, but then realized that this destructive power was caused by himself.

The scattered dirt everywhere is hard, Liang Xi picked up a few pieces and touched them, it was hard and icy, as if the cold winter wax moon was frozen.

Liang Xi tried to swing the broken sword again, and the trees a few feet away were neatly cut off, and the trees were frozen cold.

Liang Xi knocked on the wood with a broken sword, and there was a crisp bell sound, which showed how hard the wood was frozen.

"You're helping me refine!" Liang Xi looked at the little fox in surprise and joy.

He had heard Ling Chengzi say in his homework before that the magic weapon could only reach the realm of human treasure unity after refining flesh and blood with the master, so that the magic weapon could be brought into full play.

Ling Chengzi didn't introduce how to refine, but he didn't expect the little fox to understand, and he didn't hesitate to spend his real power to refine for Liang Xi.

"It must be a treasure that deserves to be refined, but I didn't expect this sword to be really a good thing. Liang Xi smacked his mouth and picked up the little fox and kissed it again and again.

The little fox struggled twice, and whispered a few times with his little head against Liang Xi's chin, as if he was enjoying it.

"From now on, I am also a person with a magic weapon, and it seems to be a good thing. The more Liang Daguan thought about it, the more proud he became, and at this time he saw the little fox pushing the spirit bead of the poisonous scorpion in front of him with his little paws.

"The master said that the spirit bead can be blessed on the weapon, and you will definitely do it. Liang Xi smiled all over his face.

"Picking up the little fox is really a treasure. Liang Xi watched the little fox slowly bake the spirit bead with a fireball, and his heart was excited and moved.

The blessing of the spirit bead is simpler than refining, but the grasp of the heat must be very good.

The spirit bead slowly turned into a wisp of pale pink smoke under the roasting of the little fox's pure yang flame.

Liang Xi leaned over the broken sword, and the smoke generated by the spirit bead swirled around it, and then it was sucked in by the broken sword like a human breath.

The broken sword has been refined and blessed, although there is no obvious change on the surface, but on closer inspection, you can see that there is a faint green line hidden in the original rust of the sword body, and the color of the surface is also wrapped in a layer of pink mist.

Just now, just after refining, the broken sword exerted a staggering power, and now it has blessed the spirit bead of the Chiyan Scorpion, although Liang Xi also wanted to try some new abilities, but thinking of the terrifying appearance of the Chiyan Scorpion with fire all over his body, he still held back.

The little fox continuously spent his real power to help Liang Xi refine and bless, and soon shrank into Liang Xi's arms and fell asleep.

Liang Xi played with the short sword for a while, inserted it back into his waist, closed his eyes and began to cultivate tonight.

Lin Xian'er's poisoning and almost death made Liang Xi's yearning for strength reach an unprecedented level.

I used to work hard to cultivate, but I didn't want to be bullied.

And Lin Xian'er gave Liang Xi a great touch.

In addition to being able to give himself the power to override others, Liang Xi didn't want to have another time when that kind of friend fell in front of him, and he felt powerless.