Wei Xichao's eagle eyes opened, and he always felt that the spirit pattern just now was full of flaws.

Sixth! Complete and refine the modification!

Seventh, eighth, ninth.

Wei Xichao devoted himself wholeheartedly, and his subordinates were flying, never stopping, constantly revising.

It wasn't until the twentieth sheet that he was so sweaty that he stopped writing, sat on the chair and breathed slowly, watching the fifteen complete and perfect spirit pattern papers in front of him burn into ashes one by one.

Interestingly, when the twentieth sheet was burned clean, the tenth sheet had just been burned.

This is the speed, the speed of his rubbing and the speed of the spirit pattern incineration are increasing in terror.

"This ghost seed is really easy to use, every time I rubbing, I can deeply understand the essence and shortcomings of it, and then improve the ability to use it in the spirit pattern master is undoubtedly a super help, but"

Although he can already rub the pattern 100%, but he is only rubbing on the spirit pattern paper, Wei Xichao can only be regarded as a topography master at best, although he has stepped into the circle of spirit pattern masters, but in the end he is still a little low-level.

What he wants is to become a true spirit pattern master who is comfortable with rubbing and engraving, even if he can't reach the high-end level of a sealing master, he must be able to independently complete the engraving on the sword embryo.

Wei Xichao looked at the thirty inferior sword embryos neatly placed next to him, gray fluttering with black, as for the superior sword embryos, they were pure cyan.

Begin!

The first.

Burst apart!

It's a given.

A completely unfamiliar feel.

The second one, slightly familiar, but still collapsed.

Wei Xichao was still calm.

But when all ten in a row collapsed.

Wei Xichao frowned and sat in his chair in contemplation.

I always felt that something was wrong.

"This failure rate is too high, no wonder there are far more rubbing masters than carvers, I don't know which kind Xie Yun belongs to"

Wei Xichao pondered his previous failures, and found that his progress speed was indeed much faster than ordinary people, and it was only a matter of time before he succeeded in carving.

But what he needs to grasp most is time.

"Such a conservative approach doesn't suit my current situation, so I have to take a special approach."

Wei Xichao quickly listed several ways to engrave the pattern, and finally found that a sword embryo was the bottom, a sword embryo was gradual, and the last sword embryo was the most efficient.

Because after only one attempt, the degree of falling of this last sword embryo reached 70%!

"Before, the highest was only 40 percent, but it has improved so much all of a sudden, and it seems that it still suits me like this."

Everyone has different engraving techniques, some are universal, others are unique.

Wei Xichao knew that he had found a way.

"Try Again"

The pen walks the dragon and snake, the pen is like a god, Wei Xichao sank into that state, watching the ink lines under the pen jump to the second sword when the first sword cracked, and when the second sword was about to crack, the third sword!

Stain stain!

When the ink lines were circulating, Wei Xichao seemed to have felt the rise in temperature.

Until the tip of the pen sweeps the tail.

Tear~~

Collapse?

Wei Xichao's heart was stunned.

A fiery red streamer flowed along the curve of the first spirit pattern.

Dazzling as fire.

Incineration!

Dim, sink in, enter the body of the sword, and form a pattern!

It's done!

Wei Xichao picked up the first spirit pattern sword that had been formed.

"It's really amazing, just one spirit pattern can quench this inferior sword embryo and double the hardness, no wonder the more high-grade spirit pattern weapon is, the more terrifying, and it's not just because of the effect of spirit patterns."

Wei Xichao has personally experienced the charm of the spirit pattern this time.

And although this sword here is a first-grade sword, when this flame burning attribute attack spirit pattern falls on it, it is not an ordinary first-grade spirit pattern sword.

Wei Xichao pressed Huanxi and began to carve the second Spirit Pattern Sword.

Two, three, four

Five Spirit-Patterned Swords in a row succeeded.

Wei Xichao stopped his pen, paused, took out two spirit pattern swords, and then took the third sword embryo - the superior sword embryo.

The strength and hardness of the superior sword embryo are far from being comparable to the inferior sword embryo, and Wei Xichao needs to take a lot of risks if he wants to successfully engrave it.

The sword embryo with the base cannot be of inferior quality.

Wei Xi was ruthless, and he was willing to use the formed spirit pattern sword as a foundation.

"Success or failure is in one fell swoop, if it fails, it doesn't matter if it's fifteen thousand taels of water, even these two spirit pattern swords of great value have to be scrapped."

Wei Xichao calmed down.

When I found the feeling before, the strength of my wrist was increased by three or four times, and I was able to put down the pen steadily with strong control

The wind outside the window was a little cold, and a wisp of it blew in.

A bird landed on the tree, lazily brushing its feathers with its beak, and looked at the open window.

window.

Collapse!

There was a crisp sound.

It seems that something cracked.

Wei Xi flicked the fingers of his left hand a few times, and the fragments that shot out of the crack fell on the side.

In front of him, a dark blue and dark sword lay flat on the table, and the red light on the blade was like a dragon.

A level of flame burning attribute spirit pattern.

Yes!

"I only broke a spirit pattern sword, this spirit pattern sword is okay, it's really good luck, and the next step is the second-grade spirit pattern"

Wei Xichao is in a good mood, but he can't mess around.

In the dead of night, the birds outside the window were almost napping, but from time to time there were explosions and explosions in the window, at first for a long interval, then for a short interval, and then for a long time, and then it was gone.

Dead down?

The bird glanced in, waved its wings, and walked away.

In the end, he was extremely tired, Wei Xichao fell asleep on the table directly with his head down.

In the early morning of the next day, when Cao Xu and the three of them got up, they saw a mess all over the ground, including incinerated paper ashes, cracked sword fragments, and of course, a small pile of swords.

The spirit pattern materials bought by thirty or forty thousand yuan were consumed seventeen or eighteen in one night?

The three of them were shocked in their hearts, and they didn't know whether to admire their master's spending of money like water, or to lament his high efficiency.

Wei Xichao soon woke up, the room in front of him was clean, the unconsumed materials were neatly placed, the waste and garbage were gone, and the eight spirit pattern swords were placed flat on the side of the table.

In front of him, there was a dark blue sword with red stripes.

Two lines.

The expressions of Cao Xu and the others were shocked, especially Wei Xichao who threw three second-grade spirit pattern swords at them.

It's all second gear, and there is no third gear.

Although Wei Xichao was helpless in this regard, he was not entangled, whether he was cultivating or not keeping up, and he was powerless to control the last spiritual pattern.

Maybe only after the military is in the middle of the war.

Cao Xu and the three of them held the second-grade spirit pattern sword and calmed down before reporting the results of their work yesterday.

The rest is okay, Wei Xichao got a not particularly important news from it,

Shangxuancheng Sentencing Division has three major sentencing, Lu Yun, Yan Zanglong, and Gaisi.

Lu Yun is the most profound and sophisticated, in charge of criminal interrogation in the Criminal Division, Yan Zanglong is the most dissolute and uninhibited, in charge of intelligence investigation, and Gaisi is the most mysterious and low-key, always performing secret missions outside, even if he is inside, few people recognize him.

These three people are the main members of the Criminal Division, and as for the director, he has always been high and rarely appears in public.

Wei Xichao can only meet Yan Zanglong who likes to wander in the teahouse tavern.

"Yan Hidden Dragon" Wei Xi knocked on the table with his fingers, thoughtfully, looked at Cao Xu, who understood, and said: "Childe, yesterday I checked the 108 houses in the city that are currently being put up for sale, this is the map of the empty houses in the city, the large and small houses are marked with circles of different sizes, and the subordinates check them, three of the houses are in line with the requirements of the son, that is, the price is not low."

Wei Xichao opened the map, and he already saw the dense and prosperous distribution of buildings and residences in Shangxuan City, one of which was circled by black dots, and the largest mansions were hung in the center of the city, surrounded by lakes or some elegant places.

Naturally, the price is also expensive.

All above 20,000 silver.

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