The branches of the wind-growing wood in his hand are more than an inch long, shaped like a thin needle, but slightly flattened, like a thin needle being gently patted with a hammer, and there is a sharp blade at the edge

It can be said to be a thin needle, or it can be said to be a broken sword without a hilt, but this broken sword is too thin, too short, and the edge of the blade is too blunt, which is a little different from the pure thin needle he originally imagined.

Looking at the appearance of refining the natal magic weapon material, Wan Qingping thought about it for more than half an hour, and then bent down to pick up the seven-foot-tall trunk, and found that there was no trace of aura fluctuations, and he couldn't even use a magic weapon, so he casually discarded it aside.

"Where are you going, don't you learn spells?" asked the girl, holding the spell book in her hand, and when she saw the stupid apprentice come out, and he looked like he was in a hurry, she asked.

No matter how important the spell is, it is not as important as the natal magic weapon!

"Go out and come back in a few days!" The blue light hanging from the Qingyun umbrella covered his body and soared into the air, leaving a voice echoing.

"Hmph, don't take me when you go out!" the girl wrinkled her cute little nose, said dissatisfiedly, and then looked somewhere in the grass, where a small earthy yellow toad was squatting, and hurriedly ran to take it into her arms.

The window of the stilted building was propped open by a wooden stick a foot long, and the sunlight cast in, leaving a bright spot on the desk, and an old man was crouching beside the desk with a thick book, muttering something from time to time, reading the interest, and writing a few strokes on the paper beside him with a pen.

"Squeak-" The door was pushed open.

"Master, I have a guest visiting ......"

"Little four, I didn't mean to close the door and thank you, how can you ......" the old man said without looking back, his eyes never leaving the book in his hand.

"No, Master, you have instructed, if this senior comes......" The little apprentice was a little aggrieved, in the eyes of outsiders, the old man was the master of refining who was very good at talking, but for these apprentices, the old man was a very strict person.

"Oh, is it Wan Qingping of Sanmiao?" the old man Huo stood up suddenly, and after receiving the apprentice's reply, his body flashed, and he directly ran out of the room with a retreat technique, looking impatient.

"Wan Daoyou, rare guest, rare guest!" the old man arched his hand with a smile on his face in the distance, looking enthusiastic.

"Didn't disturb the master's retreat, did you?" Wan Qingping also said very politely.

"Others don't know, how can Wan Daoyou not know, it's just a closed-door thanksgiving rhetoric, in order to free up his mind to specialize in the refining of Wan Daoyou's flying needles, such good materials can't be wasted!" Walking closer, the old man pointed to the huge wooden sign at the bottom of the mountain, on which were written the words "Retreat, Do Not Disturb".

"Thank you master for working hard for the things below!" Wan Qingping was happy in his heart, the more the old man put his mind into it, the more perfect the refining of the natal magic weapon became, so he said: "This time I came, in fact, it was also for the magic weapon......

"Come, come, Wan Daoyou, let's talk in detail in the house, it just so happens that the old man also has something to discuss with Daoyou!" Although Master Feizhen is obsessed with refining weapons, he also knows that it is rude to leave a guest at the bottom of the mountain.

After the tea was served, Wan Qingping went straight to the topic: "Master, you see, this Fengsheng wood doesn't exactly look like a flying needle, will it be a refining ......" As he spoke, he took out a branch and put it on the table.

The old man glanced at the branch and said with a smile: "Wan Daoyou rest assured, although it looks a bit like a broken sword, it is still like a flying needle, and it will not have an impact on refining, the old man has practiced it once before, and it won't be wrong!"

Hearing the old man say this, he relieved his heart, and it seemed that he was too careful.

"The old man also happens to have something to do with it here...... The old man's words changed, which made Wan Qingping's heart rise again, and his face showed worry, for fear of hearing some unfavorable news from the old man's mouth.

"Wan Daoyou don't have to worry, it's not a bad thing, it's just that Wan Daoyou needs to make a choice!" Master Flying Needle waved his hand and said comfortingly.

"I hope the master will say it clearly!"

"That's the case, there are sharp blades on the edge of Fengshengmu, some like swords, the old man has thought of two refining plans for most of the past six months, the first is to ignore its sharp blade and refine it into a pure flying needle; the second is to refine it into a flying needle, but the combination of nine flying needles can form a handleless short sword, and the combination of thirty-six can form a long sword, which one to choose, you still need to listen to the opinions of Taoist friends!"

"I don't know which of the two masters thinks is the best?" Wan Qingping pondered for a while, and then asked.

"The second one is slightly better than the first, but ......" the old man was a little embarrassed.

"The master has something to say!"

"Then the old man said bluntly, the second kind of short sword or long sword can be formed because of the combination of a single flying needle, you need to add a special material, this material is best a wooden line, although the old man does not have this kind of rare material in his hand, but with the contacts accumulated over the years, ask for help from other colleagues, but he can barely make up one, just do "Xuanmu True Light"!" As he spoke, the old man shook his robe, and a brick-shaped thing like an ice cube fell onto the table.

Inside the ice, there are eleven hair-like wisps of flocculent gas floating in it, the color is green and blue, and it gives people a very smart feeling.

"This is from a Yuanying monk in the Mumba Grassland who once refined the magic weapon here in the old man, this kind of thing is difficult to find, generally only the wood demon that gives birth to spiritual wisdom will be generated in the body, which can strengthen the connection between the single wooden magic weapons, and facilitate the combination of each other!

Seeing the puzzled expression on his face, the old man explained again: "The number of Xuanmu True Light is less, but at most, it is not very flexible when combining sword weapons with flying needles, if Daoist friends have the opportunity to kill the wood demon in the future, you can supplement this Xuanmu True Light inside, but because it is a magic weapon that is refined and then supplemented, there may be a great waste, and if you infuse ten percent of the Xuanmu True Light, the magic weapon may not be able to absorb two percent!"

After a pause, he continued: "And it is too difficult for the grass and trees to become demons, whether they can be found in the future depends on the fate of Daoyou!"

Wan Qingping thought about it, since the natal magic weapon has to be refined, it must be refined the best, although the number of Xuanmu True Light is not too much, but didn't the old man say that it is barely enough, and there will be a chance to infuse it again in the future.

As for his own good at using a sword, he is not used to using a sword, this is no problem, it is a big deal to spend more time practicing in the future, if he doesn't believe that others can learn it, he won't be able to learn, so he said: "Then choose the second one below, the true light of Xuanmu is so precious, and you can't let the master suffer in the next, how many spirit stones ......"

(Tonight's three watches, the first watch, ask for your support)