The big yellow dog lying on the ground, breathing evenly and panting, seemed to fall into a sweet sleep, in its body the low and muffled sound of one after another, the muffled sound at first like the cricket chirping was very slight, slowly as time passed, the muffled sound became louder and louder, as deafening as the sound of falling rocks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Jingle ......"

In the silence of the night, the sound of striking iron in the tent sounded like a frustration, and Chu Yang, who was in the tent with his eyes closed and fell into cultivation, was awakened by this sound, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes, which was as brilliant as two sharp swords.

After a while, the light in his eyes was restrained, Chu Yang's eyes regained their dark color again, and he glanced at the big yellow dog sleeping on the ground on the side of the tent, stunned, and listened to the crisp sound of striking iron in the body of the big yellow dog, and his face was slightly strange.

This iron sound is extremely similar to the frequency of the iron sound coming out of his stomach after the dog swallowed his scimitar in the Xiqi Mountain last time, but it seems that this time the iron sound is more intense and ferocious than the last Xiqi Mountain.

"The last time I was in Naxi Qi Mountain, I remember that the dog egg was after devouring the charm eye of the blue-eyed golden-eyed snake, and only at night did it get into my tent, eating away at my blade, and helping me forge the scimitar, at that time, the dog egg looked a little weird, and looked a little fierce, just like a mad dog that suddenly went berserk, isn't it......" Chu Yang's eyes flashed, as if he had vaguely touched something.

"The big yellow dog tonight, in the black harrier cottage, devoured too much equipment and blades, and then devoured most of the mountain treasure, isn't this dog egg casting blade, is it to saturate the equipment and aura in the body, and the casting room in its body will cast it by itself?"

Chu Yang muttered thoughtfully: "The casting of this spirit soldier first requires enough materials such as refined iron and red copper to create a solid blade, and then condenses a sufficient amount of weapon patterns, and according to the caster's technique and the caster's perception of heaven and earth, the weapon pattern is carved on the blade that is about to be formed or has been formed. ”

"The last time in the Xiqi Mountain, the charm eye devoured by the dog egg contains enough innate aura, coupled with the aura stored in the dog's body before, it must be that the aura in the body has reached the saturation point, and it will look out of place, not so much the look is abnormal, not to say that the aura in the body is full It is very uncomfortable, this discomfort is like a person who has eaten it, and can't wait to vent, consumed, so it got into my tent, devoured my scimitar and reforged, condensing a large amount of aura in my body into the weapon pattern on my scimitar to vent out. “

A light flashed in Chu Yang's eyes, and he touched his chin slightly, and after understanding something that he had never been able to guess, his cognition of this big yellow dog became more profound.

Stretching his waist, Chu Yang stared at the big yellow dog lying on the ground with interest, listening to the sound of striking iron coming from its stomach, and said with a slight movement on his face: "If my guess is not wrong, last time the big yellow dog only had spiritual energy in its body, so I need to reforge my knife to consume the aura portrayer pattern, and this time the spiritual energy in the big yellow dog's body has reached saturation with the equipment, so it must be time to cast the weapon by itself, right?"

Chu Yang had some expectations, he had seen a lot of casters, but it was the first time he had heard of a dog casting a tool with his belly, and there were all kinds of tools, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, hooks, guns, and sticks...... He couldn't help but wonder with anticipation, which of the weapons would this big yellow dog cast in front of him for the first time?

According to Uncle Wu, the branch president of the Weicheng Adventurer Branch, this big yellow dog's body has a tool mold made by a genius refiner in the second golden era, this kind of tool model has a thousand changes, and the blade can evolve according to its needs to evolve into the model it needs, and after the melted material metal liquid is placed in the mold and cooled, it can be condensed into the shape of the weapon you need, which means that this big yellow dog can create various forms of blades.

The moonlight was silent, and it looked past the window, through the doorway, and into the depths of the clouds, and the night gradually faded, and the sky began to draw closer like dawn.

At this time, the sound of the casting in the body of the big yellow dog has been ringing for about two hours, the sound of the casting slowly stopped, and the sleeping big yellow dog suddenly swayed and stood up, opened his mouth and spit out a golden curved bow from the dog's mouth, the curved bow is extremely beautiful, and the whole body is full of color, like a gorgeous gem gild.

The sleepy big yellow dog, after lazily spitting out and bending the bow, lay down on the ground and fell asleep. Chu Yang squirmed his mouth, a little speechless, a lazy refiner like the big yellow dog, he didn't seem to have seen it yet, but who made the family a dog?

After a glance, the dazzling curved bow, Chu Yang got up and came to the side of the big yellow dog, and grabbed the golden curved bow in his hand, this bow looks very light, but in fact it is unusually heavy about ten catties, Chu Yang didn't care about it at first, and the heavy golden bow fell sharply, almost falling out of his hand.

Chu Yang was helpless, he could only use more strength, and only then did he firmly grasp the curved bow in his hand, having said that, this golden bow is really extraordinary, in order to cast the materials that it devoured tonight in the dog's egg, it was almost squandered, and the black harrier cottage stored materials in a warehouse, which could have cast thousands of blades, but the big yellow dog used so many materials to cast only this golden bow, which is enough to see the horror of this golden bow.

Chu Yang was on the side, and used his divine degree to investigate the body of the big yellow dog, and found that the big yellow dog had condensed those equipment into a drop of the original solution, and then gathered the original solution together to condense the blade.

These equipment were originally a little more ordinary, but when a piece of material that was enough to create a few blades and remnants only became a drop of stock solution for casting another kind of weapon, then he wouldn't be so ordinary anymore, right?!

This principle is like the sturdiness of a chopstick, which is originally easy to break, but the sturdiness of a pair of chopsticks is not so easy to break, in other words, when the sturdiness of a chopstick is concentrated on a chopstick, it is also not so easy to break.

In the same way, this was originally a device that could cast thousands of blades, but now it is completely used to cast a blade, and its quality has already undergone a metamorphosis, and the subtlety contained in this golden bow has been very extraordinary.

The bow wood of the golden bow is carved with extremely exquisite patterns, the bowstring is tight but flexible, and it is as comfortable and smooth as the expensive cowhide band, Chu Yang played with it a little with love, and suddenly his pupils changed suddenly, and when he saw the marks of the golden bow one by one, his breathing couldn't help but become a little heavy.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!"

"Hiss ~ Eight Instrument Patterns!"

Chu Yang swallowed hard, this is the first time he has seen the spirit soldier of the eight weapon patterns, you must know that his previous scimitar is only three weapon patterns, even if it is Lu You's iron man armor, it is only a five-way weapon pattern, and this curved bow in his hand has eight paths! What kind of concept is that? It is three more than the iron man armor that Lu You, who loves to eat and is obsessed!

If Lu You hadn't died, and seeing the casting technique he was proud of, he would have been easily given a second by a dog, and he would only be afraid that he would be angry with blood spurting three buckets, so he would give up, right?!

"Presumably, it is because of the integration of that mountain treasure that this golden bow can be turned into such a terrifying blade!" Chu Yang couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of greed, he couldn't help but think with some excitement, if all the mountain treasures were swallowed by dog eggs, what kind of spirit soldiers would be cast? Will it reach the point of a superior mortal weapon?!

Among the mortal weapons of the spirit soldiers, the inferior mortal weapons are generally blades with three to five patterns, the medium mortal weapons are generally blades with five to ten patterns, and the superior blades are ten to twenty patterns.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the demon knife behind him was about to move, and there seemed to be blood flowing on the demon knife, as if it was staring at the golden bow, excitedly wanting to devour it.

Chu Yang felt the strangeness of the demon knife, remembered the temperament of this demon knife, and revealed a trace of anger between his eyebrows, and scolded angrily: "Go back! I still have this golden bow, and I am not allowed to hit it without my permission." ”

It's also strange to say that the scimitar, which was originally eager to try and had been unsheathed, heard Chu Yang's reprimand, and returned to the scabbard with wilting, and the red blood flowing on its knife gradually retreated, and the demon knife seemed to be full of wisdom, it seemed to be very afraid of Chu Yang's ferocity.

Feeling that the scimitar behind him had regained its calm, Chu Yang's tense face also eased slightly, and he slowly let out a sigh, as if the heart he was carrying had finally fallen steadily, this demon knife was very weird, and he couldn't figure out whether this knife was harmful or beneficial to him.

After all, he still has the dragon in the mirror, waiting for the demon knife to suppress it, if the demon knife also has a different heart for him, then he really has nothing to rely on, fortunately, this knife still listens to him, and he strangely feels that this demon knife seems to be a little afraid of him, this is a very strange and mysterious feeling, but it is so real.