For the next two or three days, Zhao Mo lingered in the shop where everything was refined. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past three days, it also attracted Zhao Anqian's attention at the beginning, she followed Zhao Mo to which small shop, and she didn't walk out until very late, which made Zhao Anqian a little speechless, did Zhao Mo really want to learn to refine the Yuan Weapon?

However, after a day of stalking, she was called by Elder Gao.

Zhao Mo naturally knew this, but it was no secret, so not only did he not hide it, but he went to that shop in a high-profile manner.

Sometimes concealment attracts attention, and once you don't hide it, your curiosity will be gone.

And in these three days, Zhao Mo gained a lot, and he also had some understanding of the method of refining the Yuan Weapon, and when he added the inscription, he even opened the golden life grid to check the flow of essence in the little man's body.

Combined with the inscription books, Zhao Mo can be said to be extremely familiar with the inscription inscriptions, but this requires practice to improve the success rate, and the long sword refined in the shop has become the goal of his practice.

The inscription can eliminate the inscription three times, and once the inscription cannot be successfully imprinted three times, then this yuan artifact will become a waste.

Zhao Mo put aside the book on the inscription in his hand, looked at the long sword in front of him, and saw that the long sword was pitch black, and the sharp sword was sharpened like clay, and under the sound of the sword body under Zhao Mo's infusion of essence, a strange pattern faintly appeared, and these lines spread to the sword body, making this long sword give people a strange feeling!

"This is an inscription that makes it easier to condense the essence element, so that when the essence power is released from the long sword, the power will be doubled!"

Zhao Mo's fingertips stroked the lines on the sword's body, these lines were inscribed on it by watching that little guy, and the power of the long sword burst out was not comparable to the sword at all!

However, Zhao Mo did not hesitate at all, and the powerful essence of his palm began to pour into the long sword.

Bang bang.

After a few muffled sounds, I saw a dazzling light erupt from the body of the long sword, and I saw that the lines that originally appeared on the body of the long sword disappeared at this moment!

Zhao Mo's eyes closed slightly, thinking about an inscription he saw in the inscription book just now, this inscription was not much different from the inscription he erased just now, but the inscription he wanted to condense was several times more powerful, if the original inscription made this long sword a mid-level element, then if he succeeded in condensing this inscription, it would make the long sword in front of him become a high-level element.

And this inscription has an additional compression power, which compresses all the power gathered into the long sword, and at the end it is vented, and the power is doubled.

After Zhao Mo took a few long breaths, he slowly opened his eyes, and then he held the sword in his left hand, and stretched out a finger in his right hand, condensing a little essence light on his fingertips, and then this finger fell on the sword body.

The most important thing to condense the inscription is to draw it with the spirit of the whole body, just like painting, if you are proficient, it will be like a cloud of water in your peers, and the essence is controlled just right, and it will not waste a cent, but it will obviously be extremely difficult at first.

Although Zhao Mo already understands the key, when it comes to his own painting, he has a sense of fear, like stepping on a tightrope, and every step is cautious.

But when he drew the third line, the three lines directly made a muffled sound, releasing a stream of white light, and then disappeared.

Zhao Mo knew that he had failed, but how could Zhao Mo give up so easily, after closing his eyes and relieving the fatigue in his heart, Zhao Mo slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the long sword in front of him, and then dropped directly with a finger, this time he simply let go of his heart, no longer caring whether he would fail or not, but directly condensing, drawing according to the trajectory he knew in his heart.

And after having the first experience, Zhao Mo unknowingly, he had already drawn the entire inscription, and this inscription was not directly drawn on the body of the long sword, but condensed in the void one inch above the long sword.

This is the first step in condensing the pattern, but the most important thing is the next step, branding!

Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, his palm flipped over, and he slammed on the top of the inscription, and a powerful light emanated from the inscription, and then fell on the long sword with a buzzing sound.

A bright light shone above the blade of the long sword, and it was exactly the same as the light that had shone at the beginning.

But in the next moment, this light was not restrained, but became more and more intense, and then after a muffled sound, the inscription collapsed directly.

Zhao Mo looked at the ordinary black long sword that was gradually recovering in front of him, sighed, and said, "It seems that the inscription is a little difficult, I'm afraid this sword is going to be scrapped!"

Although it was a little painful, Zhao Mo didn't care at all, after all, this was just refined with a purple fan spider scythe.

Zhao Mo put the long sword aside, and began to hold a yuan stone coin in each hand to begin to recover the essence of the element, and the inscription could only be inscribed once with his cultivation, if it hadn't collapsed at the beginning of the first time, I'm afraid that the second inscription would not have been imprinted again so quickly.

When the two Yuan Stone coins collapsed in his hands, Zhao Mo opened his eyes and picked up the long sword again.

Begin the third condensation inscription.

After a cup of tea, an inscription appeared on the sword again, and then as the palm fell, the inscription fell on the body of the sword.

Airplanes!

The blade of the long sword once again released a fiery light.

Zhao Mo's eyes were firmly fixed on the long sword in front of him, and he saw a light condensed on the body of the long sword.

Then the light suddenly blazed again.

"Is it going to collapse again!"

Zhao Mo's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly because of the light.

But at this moment, the blazing light gradually dimmed, and then the long sword slowly became ancient, although it was still pitch black, but it seemed to have an extra breath, making it look heavy as a whole.

Zhao Mo's palm essence flowed open, and the inscription on the long sword suddenly shone up, and as if there was a stream of water vapor on the sword, it gradually condensed.

At this moment, Zhao Mo raised his palm, and the long sword moved with his hand, slashing down, and a long white light slashed out, like a chain.

When this light first touched the table not far away, the table directly collapsed and scattered in all directions.

And the white light did not stop looking.

A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Mo's eyes, the power of the long sword obviously exceeded his original expectations, after all, he had expected it.

And now, if he destroys the wall, it will be bad for him.

The first is that it is difficult to explain, and the second is that he doesn't want anyone in the Zhao family to know that he actually has such a powerful elemental weapon.

Zhao Mo cried and laughed, he knew that he shouldn't have done it in the room, he took his palm into his arms, and suddenly a square piece of paper appeared in his hand.

It was the square paper that Pagu left behind...... (To be continued.) )