"Do you have something to ask me?"

Jiang Quinoa had roughly guessed Pei Xi's thoughts, and took the initiative to mention it with a smile.

She couldn't hide it, and she didn't need to hide it.

Pei Xi raised his eyes to look at her when he heard this, and then silently took out his own scimitar in the storage ring.

The moment the scimitar was taken out, the shocked person was replaced by ginger quinoa.

She opened her mouth slightly in surprise, looked at the scimitar, and then looked at Pei Xi, as if something appeared in her mind.

When she contracted the scimitar and experienced the forging process of the scimitar herself, the forging person only revealed a phantom, which appeared in a trance in her misty vision.

Now the phantom seemed to overlap with the person in front of him, and it was exactly the same.

"You ......"

Jiang Quinoa picked up the scimitar in his hand and put it together with Pei Xi's scimitar, except for the characters engraved on the blade, there was no difference.

She retrieved the symbol from the depths of the sea and floated it in mid-air, and the two of them looked up at the same time, just like the symbol on the blade.

Pei Xi's heart jumped slightly, it turned out that the two scimitars were really exactly the same.

He looked at Jiang Quinoa, his eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension, he didn't understand how there could be two identical scimitars, and she could still learn her own knife skills.

At this time, Jiang Quinoa felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he only felt that all this was fate.

She summoned Pei Xi to sit down on the stone on the side, then took out the Great Dao Knife Book with a smile and handed it to Pei Xi.

Originally, the knife book that could only be opened one page in her hand was in Pei Xi's hands at this time, but there was no restriction in Pei Xi's hands, and he turned it page by page.

Pei Xi's divine sense entered the knife spectrum, and he saw a familiar and unfamiliar self in it.

When you meet your future self, what should it be like?

It was an amazing feeling.

Pei Xi turned the knife score page by page, and gradually saw his unfinished knife score inside, and at this moment he seemed to understand everything.

Not only are he and Jiang Quinoa not in the same realm, but they are also not in the same time and space.

He closed the knife sheet and handed it to Jiang Quinoa again, and his eyes looking at her changed a little more, a little more close, and a little more maintained.

Fate is amazing.

"It was this knife book that led me to the path of sword cultivation, that is, you Senior Pei."

Jiang Quinoa's eyes were bright, and he looked at Pei Xi with burning eyes, and his eyes were full of gratitude and reverence.

She is very fortunate to have been able to meet the things she loves in these long years, and accompany her step by step.

"And this immortal scimitar is also a gift from your predecessors."

The front foot just got the knife spectrum, and the back foot encountered the fairy scimitar, how could there be such a coincidence? It must be Pei Xi behind the scenes.

Jiang Quinoa was very sober, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Actually, I come from a future plane that I don't know how long ago, and I strayed into the long river of time and space when I went out to practice, and after grabbing a fragment of time, I was brought here and dropped in front of you."

So, everything is arranged in the dark.

Pei Xi's hand holding the scimitar tightened suddenly, and the guess in his heart was confirmed.

He didn't speak, but there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

He was silent for a long time before standing up, pursing his thin lips and saying, "You come with me." ”

Then he led the way in front, and Jiang Quinoa followed him obediently, all the way to Pei Xi's courtyard.

Pei Xi pushed open the door of the refining room and was greeted by a wave of hot air.

A familiar feeling passed from the scimitar to Jiang Quinoa's soul, giving her a sense of familiarity of returning to her hometown.

"The name of this knife is traced back to the meaning of going upstream."

Pei Xi held the scimitar in his hand, and the scimitar at this time had not been optimized and forged countless times later, so it was just an ordinary magic weapon, not even a spiritual weapon.

His eyes fell on the refining furnace in the middle and the refining table on the side, and there was a little more love in his tone: "It was born here." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Quinoa stepped into the room, first looked around at the surrounding wooden frames, and then his eyes fell on the refining furnace and refining table.

The room was full of all kinds of magic weapons, with different grades and attributes, witnessing the progress of Pei Xi's alchemy technique little by little.

And when Pei Xi talked about refining, there was more light in his eyes than usual, which could make people feel his love for refining.

Jiang Quinoa approached the refining platform, couldn't help but reach out and touch it gently, and suddenly felt a familiar touch.

This is it!

The scimitar in her hand trembled at this moment, and a strong feeling of longing was transmitted to Jiang Quinoa's heart, which made her can't help but redden.

Pei Xi's gaze fell on the fairy scimitar, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and his eyes secretly concealed doting on his "child".

"Now you and Su are only in a contractual relationship, and only the advanced golden pill can completely refine it into a natal magic weapon, and since then, you will really depend on each other in life and death, and the sword will destroy people!"

The choice of natal magic weapon is very important, and once chosen, there is little room for reversal.

Once the natal magic weapon is destroyed, the monk will lose his cultivation at best, and at worst he will die!

Especially their sword cultivation, once they choose the natal magic weapon, they will only cultivate one sword in their lives from now on, and they can't afford to miss the slightest.

"Therefore, even if this knife is already an immortal weapon, it still needs to be forged by your own hands, integrated into your hard work and expectations, and it can truly fit you in the future."

Many monks blindly pursue the grade and power of the magic weapon, but ignore the complementarity and growth of the magic weapon.

Any magic weapon requires the dedication of the owner, without exception.

As he spoke, he threw the scimitar in his hand into the furnace, and then with a slight flick of his fingertips, a strange fire flew out of his fingertips, and immediately ignited the refining furnace.

The fire burned, and the familiar feeling enveloped the ginger quinoa again.

She understood what Pei Xi meant, gently calmed the scimitar in her hand, and then threw it into the refining furnace.

The two scimitars really overlap and merge at this point.

Pei Xi stood on the side, patiently teaching Jiang Quinoa the specific refining steps, and teaching everything he knew.

Jiang Quinoa had also learned some fur, and at this time, combined with Pei Xi's guidance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was fully immersed in forging.

She had completely forgotten what the scimitar was supposed to look like, and only regarded it as a refining material, and her heart was full of what she wanted.

She was once fortunate enough to see a Tang horizontal knife, and the dexterous but sturdy horizontal knife always impressed her and deeply attracted her.

Tang Hengdao is mainly used in combat, it can break armor, and its combat power is strong, which is her favorite style.

Jiang Quinoa already has a direction in his heart, since it is refining his own magic weapon, then just go with his heart!

With a twinkle in her eyes, she began the long process of forging.

Pei Xi has been accompanying and guiding by his side, and from time to time there is a crisp and dull sound in the room.

(End of chapter)

Lewen