The Phantom Dragon is a treasure dragon.

Treat it as much as you treat it as a national treasure.

When the little milk dragon Meimei woke up from a sleep, she suddenly felt itchy and uncomfortable.

What's going on?

The little milk dragon came out of the sword and found its body, the Ice Sword, lying on a big rock by the stream.

A green-haired three-tailed fox holds a yellow-black wrinkled fruit with two paws, washing and brushing on the sword, and there are many bubbles on the sword.

The little milk dragon scratched his belly, extremely puzzled: "Little fox, what are you doing?" ”

"The sword is dirty, I'm washing the sword." Xiao Qing didn't raise his head and washed it very seriously.

Xiao Ling, who was sitting on Xiao Qing's head, said: "Xiao Longlong, my sister said that you had a hard time with a dragon before, and if we want us to treat you well, we think that your sword must have been stained with a lot of dust after being put away for so long, so we want to wash you and make you very clean." ”

"But ......" magic weapon has its own cleaning function, so you don't need to wash it, right?

This bit of common sense, a fool doesn't know, right?

The little milk dragon wanted to remind them, but he felt that the two little fools were a little stupid, and their hearts were not bad, so they didn't say anything.

As everyone knows.

Xiaoqing Chuanyin asked Xiao Ling: "If we toss that foolish dragon so much, the boss won't scold us, right?" ”

Xiao Ling sneered: "How can we toss it, we are helping it, didn't my sister say that we want to take care of it like a baby?" The baby should be rubbed and bathed, and the white should be washed. ”

"yes." Xiaoqing nodded, glanced at the little milk dragon, and took out a fig bitter fruit and rubbed it on the sword.

The fig bitter fruit is a second-level spiritual fruit, it can't be eaten, it can only be used for alchemy, the skin is yellow-black, the flesh has bubbles when rubbed, the flesh has no medicinal power, only seeds can be used for alchemy.

So, the outer layer must be ground off.

It turned out that Xiaoqing's treatment of the fig bitter fruit was on the big bluestone, but now it has been replaced by the Ice Sword.

The cold air on the Ice Sword can make the flesh in a semi-solidified state, and the saliva inside is also solidified, so it will not stick to your hands or large stones, which is easier to handle.

Xiaoqing's efficiency in processing fig bitter fruit has increased by at least two times.

The little milk dragon waited and waited for a long time before asking, "Haven't you washed it yet?" ”

"Don't worry." Xiao Ling smiled and reassured, "Only slow work can produce fine work." ”

"Xiaolonglong, if you are bored, why don't we come and chat, how about your life in the void?"

"The Void?" The little milk dragon looked up and recalled for a moment, "It's dark everywhere, and there is turbulence in the space, it's dangerous, it's boring. ”

"You're miserable." Worse than it.

Xiao Ling sympathized with Xiao Milk Dragon for three seconds, then remembered Su Wanyue's entrustment, and cheered up again.

It's a pity that the little milk dragon looks stupid, but in fact it is very principled, no matter what Xiao Ling says, he didn't take a space secret technique from it.

……

After Su Wanyue grasped the key points of the end of the world, she began to sink into the refining weapon again.

Everything is ready, only one last step is left.

Su Wanyue thought back to the spirit weapon refining process.

The spirit weapon originally needed to inject the spirit of the demon beast into the artifact as a tool spirit.

Only those that have a spiritual instrument are worthy of being called a spiritual weapon.

However, the success rate of spiritual weapons is extremely low, and often a thousand spirits may not be able to create a spiritual weapon.

In order to refine the weapon, the ancient monks wantonly hunted and killed demon beasts, resulting in ecological imbalance, natural earthquakes and anger, various extreme disasters descended into the world, the lives were devastated, and the strong died of hatred, which is known as the catastrophe of the destruction of the world.

In the midst of the catastrophe, the once brilliant Xiuzhen civilization was completely destroyed, and the method of soul infusion was also lost.

In later generations, the refiner invented the spirit pattern to replace the demon soul, and the only magic weapon that existed in the world had the spirit of the instrument, which was revered as an artifact.

In this way, it can be imagined how rebellious the ability to turn death into life is.

Su Wanyue didn't dare to expose the fact that she would possess spirits at all, so she could only honestly learn the spirit pattern casting method.

After the sword embryo was built, it was first quenched and cooled, and Su Wanyue used spiritual power to draw spiritual patterns on the sword.

Solid lines, heat-resistant lines, defense lines, sharp lines, fire lines, etc......

The material of purple thunder gold can carry up to twenty spirit patterns.

The spirit weapon needs a minimum of nine spirit patterns in order to resonate with heaven and earth, induce the artifact to transform, and become a spiritual existence, so that it can be included in the dantian and used freely.

Su Wanyue has not yet tried to draw nine spiritual patterns, and she has only painted the eighth at most before.

This time, when she finished painting the first eight spirit patterns, she painted the ninth path as usual.

The spiritual power passed through the fingertips and fell on the sword, faintly dissipating.

Suddenly, a complex spiritual pattern was drawn, and the spiritual pattern locked the spiritual energy, so that the spiritual energy would no longer collapse.

Su Wanyue lightly, the golden spirit pattern merged into the sword body, the sword embryo trembled slightly, several spirit patterns hooked each other end to end, setting off a halo, and the surrounding spiritual energy gradually condensed and fell into the sword embryo.

The originally gray and unknown sword embryo became bright little by little, and the spirit patterns swam on the sword body, swimming little by little from the hilt of the sword.

The spirit pattern crossed the tip of the sword, and slowly swam to the hilt of the sword from the other side, and the light of the spirit sword shone, inheriting the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly transforming.

"It's finished." Su Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, and pinched another imperial technique, allowing the spirit sword to fly into the refining furnace.

At the bottom of the refining furnace is the Purple Void Divine Fire, and under the forging of the Divine Fire, the change of the Spirit Sword is even more significant.

Originally purple-black, it gradually turned purple, slightly transparent, and the light on the sword flowed, and it was very expensive to look at.

Two hours later, the spiritual energy on the spirit sword dissipated, and the sword roared and flew out of the refining furnace.

Su Wanyue made a move, and the spirit sword fell into her hands.

The spirit sword is one foot three long, two fingers wide, purple throughout, and the sword has a flowing brilliance, without a hilt.

"From now on, you will be called Purple Divine Sword No. 1."

When the words fell, the light on the sword turned, and the words "Purple God No. 1" appeared on the sword.

After Su Wanyue refined the spirit sword with her divine soul, she put the spirit sword into the dantian.

After she meditated and recovered her spiritual power, she came to the outside of the courtyard, entered the inheritance hall, came to the main hall, aimed at the big column, raised her hand slightly, and shouted: "The sword is coming!" ”

The purple spirit sword appeared in seconds.

Su Wanyue didn't hold it in her hand, her divine sense moved, and the purple god number one stabbed at the column.

The column of the Inheritance Tower, I don't know what material it is made of, and the sword pierced on it without leaving a trace.

The spirit sword seemed to know that it couldn't pierce the cylinder, so it flew back upside down and fell into Su Wanyue's hands.

Su Wanyue stepped forward and touched the cylinder, very thoughtful: "This material is much more powerful than Purple Thunder Gold, and when it is made into a spirit sword, it should be even more powerful." ”

"I just don't know how to dismantle it, or I'll get a bunch of explosives and blow up this damn place?"

The space has a strong healing ability, and even if she blows a hole in the space, she should be able to recover quickly.

So her idea works.

After the Inheritance Tower is shattered, the materials will be blown into pieces, and she will extract them and re-smelt them.

Su Wanyue turned the inheritance tower around, took a small notebook to write down the approximate area, and calculated the approximate amount of explosives needed.

She didn't notice that in a void space, an old man was pulling his beard with a tangled face.

Rip off a white beard and get out.

Tear off another black beard and don't go out?