Chapter Forty-Seven: The Dragon Lance
Yang Long was a little uncertain, this guy must have changed his face a little too quickly! He didn't know if this guy had dug a pit and waited for Yang Long to jump down. However, what this guy wants is not himself, but the rough stone spear in his hand, it seems that Yang Long himself thinks too much.
However, after all, the stone spear had been with him for so long, and it was impossible for Yang Long to hand it over so easily.
"No, what if this weapon, which has been with me for six years, is broken by you?" Yang Long still refused.
After all, what kind of existence are divine weapons, this is not refined by refiners, they can only give the quality of the weapon itself, but not the soul of the weapon. This is to grow all the way through the growth of the master, and finally to fade away from the lead and become a god soldier praised by people for generations. Of course, this also has something to do with the master they follow, if their master is ordinary, even if it is a weapon made of divine iron, it will be drowned in red dust.
A good weapon lies in how powerful its weapon spirit is, Yang Long once heard Whitebeard say that even an ordinary weapon in this world cannot be underestimated, because it may contain a powerful weapon spirit. It is rumored that if it is a divine soldier, its weapon zero can already have preliminary wisdom.
What kind of evolution is this, an ordinary weapon, almost to the point of a human being, what kind of existence is this. Yang Long didn't dare to imagine it, but the guy in front of him actually said that he wanted to refine his weapon into a divine weapon, which was a bit of a big talk.
Looking at Yang Long's half-believing gaze, Yang Hu began to scratch his ears and cheeks, and his face became very ugly.
"Okay! I'll admit that it's impossible for a refiner to train a divine weapon, but we can at least make this weapon a little less bumpy. In the end, it depends on the ability of its owner, and the more useless it is, the more hopeless it is. ”
Yang Hu didn't have any more nonsense at this moment, he said straight to the point: "I taught you the art of this Yuehua, and I'm helping you refine weapons, so let's do it!"
Seeing that Yang Long still wanted to ask something, Yang Hu immediately interrupted and said: "The Five Demon Stone will cool down immediately, and once it cools down, if you want to refine it again, it will be impossible at all." If I Andynina missed this opportunity, I would regret it for the rest of my life. ”
After Yang Hu finished speaking, he looked at Yang Long with a little resentment in his eyes. This appearance is like the expression of Yang Long bullying people. Since everyone is already like that, you are still so suspicious, which is too unkind.
Yang Long smiled bitterly at Yang Hu, who was angry like a child on the side, reached out and took out a stone spear from behind his back, and said to Yang Hu: "Give." I really can't stand this look. ”
Looking at the stone spear that Yang Long replaced, Yang Hu's face changed in a blink of an eye, and he looked at this somewhat dilapidated stone spear with a look like a beautiful woman, excited, and muttered in his mouth: "Dark Spirit Stone, a rare thing! It is said that a rare stone mine that only appears in the depths of the abyss, but I didn't expect it to be in the hands of you kid." ”
Hearing this, Yang Long said with a wry smile: "I don't know what kind of ore this thing is a stone spear, I only know that it is my partner." If you don't refine it for me, you can wash your neck and wait. ”
Yang Hu took a small bite, stared at the stone spear in Yang Long's hand and said, "If it weren't for the surrounding stone mines and spiritual energy being absorbed by this flame furnace, why would I bother to find the ore with spiritual energy." ”
"The Dark Spirit Stone was born by absorbing the things of heaven and earth to the yin, I guess you don't feel anything now, after all, this thing is just a small spirituality. But once he reached the point of a high-grade spiritual weapon, the supreme yin aura contained in this thing could burst out in an instant, affecting a person's mind. It's only a second, but for someone in battle, one second is enough for someone to do a lot. ”
Saying that, Yang Hu looked at Yang Long with some regret and said: "It's just that this thing can't be put on the table, and in the eyes of the world, this kind of stone is called a magic weapon." This rare ore, like the Holy Demon Man, has a strange ability to suck blood. Its growth is also born by drinking blood. You don't feel this now, maybe when it grows to the point of a divine weapon, it must be splashed back with blood, so this ore is called waste rock by the refiner. ”
When Yang Long first got this ore, he never thought about it so much, he just felt that this ore was very attentive to him. Even Whitebeard at the time didn't know that this stone had such a origin. It was also an accident that he got this ore in the first place, if it wasn't for the inexplicable induction between him and this stone, he would not have found such an ordinary stone.
Both belong to the kind of people who are rejected by the world, and their fates are closely related, perhaps they are destined by heaven.
"If it weren't for the fact that there was no substitute around, why would I waste it on such a waste rock. ”
Yang Hu just sighed, didn't speak, he began to find a place to sit down, and calm down.
Yang Long looked at the stone spear that had been taken away with some serenity, perhaps as if he was responding to the stone spear, and he nodded slightly. Ever since Yang Long sensed the faint spirit in the stone spear's body in front of the stone wall, Yang Long had an inexplicable connection with it in his heart. He could see clearly that this little guy's heart was so pure and innocent, as helpless as a child, how could this become the existence of the scourge party?
No matter what happened in the future, Yang Long believed that even if the whole world abandoned it, he would not abandon this stone spear.
The existence of the machine spirit is a very ethereal thing, but Yang Long can now truly sense its existence, and there is a child-like spirit beckoning to him in the body of this stone spear. When it left itself, Yang Long could actually feel that it was sad. In this regard, this is also the reason why Yang Long nodded slightly, which is to comfort this little guy.
Yang Long didn't know what kind of virtue he could have to get the favor of this little guy. Yang Hu also said that the existence of the machine spirit is too small, but this is also the first step into the divine army. After all, there are so many people who have spent their entire lives cultivating machine spirits, but the result still has no effect, and many people sigh because of this.
Having said that, since Yang Hu got the stone spear, he has been sitting on the side intently. Yang Long was a little puzzled, didn't Yang Hu keep saying that the Five Demon Stone in his hand was going to cool down, but why didn't he do it for a long time?
However, at the next moment when Yang Long was contemplating, Yang Hu suddenly opened his bright eyes, waved his hand, and a small refining furnace not far away suddenly rose in the air, and flew directly in front of this guy, and the colorful liquid with a dense luster also flew into the small refining furnace.
Tightly, Yang Hu's handprint changed again and again, and he muttered in his mouth: "Gather the power of the five elements, and the five spirits are formed." The four-elephant magic circle, the demon fire, is born. ”
As Yang Hu's last sound fell, the aura around him began to fluctuate violently, even if Yang Long had now become an ordinary sealer, he could sense the powerful aura fluctuations coming from the Ding Furnace.
As soon as Yang Hu stretched out his hand, black flames began to emerge from his five fingers, and this strange flame started along Yang Hu's thumb and went all the way to his ring finger. When Yang Hu's five fingers were covered with flames, he used his flamed hand to grasp Yang Long's stone spear.
As the flames rose, Yang Long saw that the stone spear began to break one by one, and was directly incinerated into clumps of liquid by the flames.
Seeing this scene, Yang Long's heart was immediately raised.
"What the hell are you going to do?"
He could sense the pain of the Dao spirit in the body of the stone spear. Yang Long seemed to have a soul with him, and the pain of the machine spirit was transferred to Yang Long.
However, Yang Hu didn't pay attention to Yang Long's face, but concentrated on smelting little by little. As the impurities were eliminated little by little, a pale silver liquid appeared in Yang Hu's hand. But at this moment, Yang Hu's face suddenly changed, he raised his head, looked at Yang Long's heartache face, and suddenly became a big thing.
He laughed and shouted, "Providence, boy, I didn't expect that such a rough waste stone could actually produce a machine spirit." Don't worry, I won't hurt this little guy. ”
Yang Hu said, returned his hand and inhaled into the air, and the aura between heaven and earth seemed to be instantly sucked by a monstrous gravitational force and gathered in his hand. With this hand alone, Yang Long doubted the strength of this guy, and I am afraid that it was not as simple as the realm of human seals. However, at this time, Yang Long could also feel that the spirit in the stone spear seemed to have received something great, turning pain into excitement, pain and happiness.
This scene also made Yang Long breathe a sigh of relief, and sometimes Yang Long could feel that this guy was not an ordinary character. The profession of refiner alone is equivalent to the status of an alchemist on the mainland. But just such a guy, he actually called himself brother just now, Yang Long wondered if there was a problem with his ears, but now this little boy's call, the contrast is too great.
However, this guy is extremely focused when refining weapons, and he looks like a master.
As the painful intent of the machine spirit was suppressed, Yang Long saw that the liquid of pure silver was also injected into the Ding furnace by Yang Hu little by little. Although this Ding furnace is not as big as the central one, it is not a problem to refine an ordinary weapon in it.
As for what happened in the Ding Furnace, it was not something that Yang Long could see, and Yang Long could only feel the information from the machine spirit that was connected to his own induction from time to time. From the joyful and painful information, the little guy is still quite lively.
The refining furnace was suspended in front of Yang Hu's body, and a faint wave of heat came from it, and now the five flames that were separated in Yang Hu's hand had turned into a black flame. Yang Hu dragged the body with one hand, and the black flame was directly injected into the furnace wall and began to quench the ore inside.
This kind of refining technique, Yang Long has never seen it at all. Not only had it been seen, but it could be said that this was the first time Yang Long saw the whole process of refining.
However, as the tempering began to come to an end, Yang Hu's handprint changed, and with a light snort, the tip of a spear quietly revealed a hideous corner from the Ding furnace.
Immediately after, Yang Hu's heroic voice came: "This name is the Battle Dragon Spear, and it is also the name that this little guy himself requested." ”