Chapter Forty-Eight: Giving the Sword

Seeing Qiu Wanqing saluting herself, Mo Wei nodded lightly. Preaching and teaching to solve doubts, this gift is not acceptable.

"Wait a moment, but this is the most important thing for me." With that, Mo Wei walked towards the storeroom.

"There are still these ores in the treasury, which can be used to forge natal swords for the two of them." Mo Wei followed his memory and found two pieces of Adamantine Mine.

Altar!

The altar appeared, Mo Wei put the ore into it, and cast a soldier in his mind, only to see the ore slowly melting, turning into two pools of molten iron, and slowly transforming with the image in Mo Wei's mind.

The first sword is two feet and one inch long, made of pure gold, the sword body is dark and light and thin, with a faint cold light, the hilt of the sword is cast with demon wood to carve a picture of a beast roaring, it looks powerful and majestic, and the blade of the sword is very sharp like autumn frost.

The second sword is slightly shorter by two inches, cast in pure gold, the blue and dark sword light of the sword body can cover the sun and the moon, and the two dragon snakes on the purple hilt are winding and circling, and the blade of the sword is unbuilt and sharp.

When Mo Wei took out the two long swords, the eyes of both of them were about to kick out.

"Artifact?" A trembling hand gently stroked the long sword, and his body trembled uncontrollably, how many monks had never seen a magic weapon in their lives, but they didn't expect it to be in front of them today.

Qiu Wanqing didn't feel anything about it, but the dazzling light of the sword body attracted her attention.

"It's yours." Mo Wei handed the slightly longer Xuanhei long sword to Yimei, then turned around and handed the Qingyou long sword to Qiu Wanqing.

"This will be the sword weapon that you will entrust your life with in the future, let's give it a name after dripping with your heart's work, just like a relative."

"The light swallows the sun and the moon, and the evil beast roars in the world.

It's called the Xuanguang Sword, if there is an evil beast to make trouble, there will be Xuanguang coming. ”

Yimei happily played with the Xuanguang in his hand, feeling the sword weapon like the torso of his body, and Yimei was very surprised.

Feeling the ability of the sword weapon made Yimei even more overjoyed. The true element that is constantly purified in the body is already comparable to the peak of condensation qi that completely clears the turbidity in the body!

"Tan Shen doesn't know where to go, and the green snake swims in the dragon dance.

Now it's just the beginning, it's good to call you Green Snake, and when I become that first-class monk, a great real person, I will call you Qinglong when the time comes. ”

The sound of the two swords continued, as if he was quite satisfied with the name his master had given him.

Mo Wei stood aside, and smiled happily when he saw the happy appearance of the two.

There are many companions, so they are naturally happy.

"The second realm of the sword, take the intention first, not stick to the moves, quench the sword with the heart and mind, and quench the body with the sword. The sword intent is complete, the sword weapon is complete, the sword body is complete, and the method can be advanced. ”

When Mo Wei demonstrated, he first gathered his mind, and slammed his fist down, trembling violently.

In the condensation of speed, the body is as fast as the wind.

"How?" Mo Wei asked.

"Strong!" I admired it from the bottom of my heart.

"The sword is a killing weapon, the sword cultivation is naturally good at combat power, and you have the help of the natal sword, and now you are at the peak of the beauty condensation qi, and when the three of you are completed, you can condense the sword qi, and you can condense the qi and overcome the life method."

The two of them have no help from the altar, they can only use the sword intent true yuan to quench the natal sword, and there is no assistance in the casting function, so Mo Wei said it very bluntly, the main thing at this stage is to temper the sword weapon.

The three stages of the sword weapon, primary, intermediate, and top, correspond to the initial and middle stages of condensation, and the peak.

Without the help of the altar merits, the natal weapons of the two are only at the primary stage of magic weapons, but because of their natal powers, they can naturally exert their power.

Although it is only the beginning of condensation, it has the true element quality of the peak of ordinary condensation, the intermediate magic weapon is invincible in condensation, and the top-level natal is invincible.

"And what about below?" Yimei hurriedly asked, full of curiosity.

"Don't be too ambitious." Mo Wei reprimanded, the two of them still have a long way to go to upgrade the natal sword.

If the sword intent is comprehended quickly, naturally the two of them can quickly enhance the natal sword, and if the sword intent comprehension is slow, it can only be water grinding kung fu.

At this stage, the focus is on understanding, and Mo Wei can't do anything about it.

"First familiarize yourself with the use of the sword, there will be a fierce battle at night, as long as you are familiar with the use of the sword, you will be able to protect yourself tonight." It's no wonder that Mo Wei looks down on these monsters.

It's that Mo Wei is very confident, and Mo Wei, the sword cultivation method evolved from the function of the altar, doesn't feel that it is inferior to these retail monsters.

It's not a demon clan with a heritage in the north, if they really can't even clean them up, Mo Wei feels that it is necessary to abandon the sword and cultivate the Dao.

"With the heart to control the will, the meaning can also come from the heart." Looking at the sad faces of the two, Mo Weiti nodded and said.

"Do you want to ask your heart?" Yimei kept asking himself, looking for the brightest point in his heart, hoping to realize his sword intent.

"Conscience? Ask your heart! Qiu Wanqing looked at the green snake in her hand calmly, her heart sank into it, and she followed her heart to walk her own way of travel, looking for her own meaning.

"Along the way, there was a lot of sin. Ghosts kill, demons kill, people kill, see so much, kill words to go deep into the body and mind. Now condensed, with the intention of killing, to kill the demons. Killing intent, condensation. As the words fell, a huge killing intent rose from his body.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, Xuanguang came out of the sheath, and the rich killing intent was overwhelming.

"It's a prestige, yes." It is worthy of being a talent that he fancies, and his understanding is also superb.

Brother Xie Dao praised "The killing intent is condensed, and the eyebrows are now full of murderous aura, and it is not easy to see people, so I have to go back to the room first to regulate the breath and control the killing intent."

But Qiu Wanqing is walking through every section of her road over and over again, over and over again.

"What do I mean?"

Go again!

Still don't know? In the line again

Gradually, Qiu Wanqing realized that the world is too small, like a frog at the bottom of a well, and now it has jumped out of containment, I want to see the vastness of heaven and earth, and the immeasurability of the sea.

My mind is too majestic, but now I can't control it, because I don't know that the world is vast and the sea is immeasurable.

So at the beginning of the present day, simplify this meaning. Take the tide and ebb as the guide, and then transform the immeasurable world!

This is the tide of this idea!

On the day of the rising tide, the dragon of the rising tide crosses the sea

Qiang

The sword came out, like a great tide, and the endless power turned into a tide and slapped under this sword one blow at a time.

A sword out, strength with it. Like a tide, the surge is endless.

"Good sword intent!" The sword intent of the two has its own merits, and there is no difference between strong and weak sword intent, so it is naturally difficult to divide strongly.

But both of them comprehended the sword intent, which made Mo Wei happy, my way is not lonely, my way is not lonely.

With the blessing of sword intent, the tempering of sword weapons can speed up the progress and shorten the time by a lot.

Mo Wei estimated that the two of them would be able to advance in two years! The method of life has evolved to the third stage! Mo Wei didn't have a clue about the next step, which made him feel a little urgent, if the two of them cultivated in the next realm of further enlightenment, they would have to delay others.

"Brother Mo, little sister won't accompany me much if she has a little understanding." Qiu Wan gave a salute.

"Well, let's go back to the room." After the preaching was over, a long time had passed, and it was time to act when the two of them had mastered their own strength.