"Red, red......" Bai Xiyan muttered.

Since the withdrawal of spiritual power, Jing Yuetao has not paid attention to that sword anymore.

Hearing Bai Xiyan mention red, she remembered Fang Cai's red heavenly thunder, the heavenly thunder when she was refining the weapon had never appeared red before, could it be that this red heavenly thunder had something to say?

She immediately asked, "What's the difference between this red thunderbolt?" ”

Bai Xiyan subconsciously replied:

"Spiritual weapons below the heavenly level will rain down purple heavenly thunder, which is the most ordinary heavenly thunder, but whenever a heaven-level spiritual weapon appears, it will rain down golden heavenly thunder, and red ...... It's a wilderness!

"There are only seven desolate level spirit weapons in the entire Yunyin Continent! Two of them are in Zhongzhou, and the other five are in Shengyue Sect, Mingyue Tower, Ten Thousand Beast City, Qingyu Holy Land, and Demon Palace. ”

In the end, Bai Xiyan seemed to be enchanted, and asked stupidly, "Do you know what the desolate level represents?" ”

Jing Yuetao didn't know why, "What does it represent?" ”

"This is a spirit weapon of the fairy world! A spiritual weapon that can only be used by immortals! We can't make it! Six of the seven desolate level spiritual artifacts in the entire Yunyin Continent were from the Immortal Realm.

"The rest of the piece was refined by a tenth-level refiner in the Third Era, and it died after it was completed!"

Originally, Jing Yuetao didn't feel anything, but when she heard the last sentence, she suddenly panicked, "Dead, dead?" ”

Bai Xiyan nodded heavily at her and added, "Yes, he was killed by the thunder!" ”

Jing Yuetao was even more panicked at this time, "Then, what should I do?" This artifact was refined by me, will I die? ”

She looked around, fearing that the crimson thunder would descend again and bring her into the underworld.

After a pause, Bai Xiyan calmed down, and then realized the seriousness of the matter.

That's right, that refiner is dead, is Jing Yuetao going to die too?

Thinking of this, he also panicked.

Jing Yuetao's ability is so powerful, she can be called the one who wins the world, it's a pity to die like this!

Moreover, he brought Jing Yuetao over to help refine the weapon, if a person dies, what is the matter?

When Mo Qingjun woke up, how would he explain to Mo Qingjun?

Besides, Jing Yuetao and him are also teachers and friends, and the relationship between the two has always been good, how can they let her die?

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the heaven-level inferior spirit weapon that he had refined before and was reluctant to take out.

It was a defensive artifact, a golden shield the size of a palm.

It played a great role in Jingyue Tao's tragedy.

He hurriedly urged the spiritual power, and the golden shield instantly became larger, opening the protective shield, enveloping the two of them.

He thought of Mo Qingjun again, and ran to Mo Qingjun with Jing Yuetao, enveloping the three of them in a protective shield.

The two of them were frightened and kept looking around, and one of them fell asleep quietly, unaware of the outside world.

One, two, ten, ten, ......

The surroundings are quiet, nothing changes.

"Isn't there no thunder?" Jing Yuetao asked in a low voice.

Bai Xiyan quietly sensed it, and then said: "The sky is clear, and there are no clouds gathering. ”

Jing Yuetao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but pat her chest, "That's good, scare me to death!" ”

Bai Xiyan put away the shield and said with a smile: "It may be that the refiner before was too excited, and he was too close to the spirit weapon, so he was accidentally injured by the heavenly thunder." ”

"I think so, too." Jing Yuetao agreed, and the two went to observe the refined spirit weapon together.

As they approached, something popped out of the spirit sword.

If you look closely, it is a cute little boy who is white and tender, wearing an aqua blue dress, and looks at them with a smile.

Seeing Jing Yuetao, the little boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and Xi Zizi flew towards her, shouting excitedly: "Master, master!" The little dragon is here! ”

This is...... Sword Spirit?

Jing Yuetao didn't expect to give a name casually, and this little guy recognized it.

Seeing the little dragon rushing over, Jing Yuetao hugged him and lifted him in front of her, the little boy's chubby little hands wrapped around her neck and looked at her with a smile.

The white tin next to him is full of black lines.

Good guy, I've been refining for seven hundred years, and I just turned a blind eye?

Jing Yuetao played with Xiaolong for a while, and then corrected: "I'm not your master, your master is him!" ”

She hugged Xiaolong and looked at Bai Xiyan.

The little dragon blinked and his eyes widened.

Bai Xiyan looked hopeful.

Immediately, Xiaolong's mouth was deflated, his head was buried in Jing Yuetao's neck, he vigorously hugged her neck and didn't let go, shouting: "I don't want him, he can't save me!" I'm going to follow you! ”

Since the little dragon became conscious, it knew that its master was Bai Xiyan, and it was very happy, quietly waiting for its master to create it completely.

However, Bai Xiyan failed.

Xiaolong's hopes are dashed, and he has no time to take a second look at this world, and he is about to leave completely.

At that time, he didn't say anything resentful, he just felt that he didn't have a chance.

However, Jing Yuetao quickly arrived, and comforted him, and even injected a magical power into the sword through spiritual power to repair his broken body.

It can be said that Jing Yuetao is indeed his master.

However, there is no harm without contrast.

With such a comparison, Xiaolong didn't want Bai Xiyan to be the master at all.

"You have to think like this, if he hadn't spent seven hundred years refining weapons, you wouldn't have been born at all, and besides, he asked me to help save you, without him, you wouldn't be alive!"

Jing Yuetao's words were sincere, her tone was serious, and Xiaolong pouted, although she was still reluctant in her heart, she also knew that she was right.

Seeing him shaken, Bai Xiyan's eyes lit up again.

Jing Yuetao continued to persuade:

"Also, I'm just an out-of-body person, oh no, it's a distraction period now, I'm just a distraction period, and Elder Bai is a Mahayana period!

"As long as you succeed in crossing the tribulation, you can soar into an immortal and go to the immortal realm, isn't this much more powerful than me? How good he is to be your master! ”

Xiaolong nodded, and finally looked at Bai Xiyan with straight eyes.

But soon, Xiaolong turned his head to look at Jing Yuetao again, blinked his smart cute big eyes, and said, "But he can't save me!" ”

Bai Xiyan suddenly wilted, and his eyes were dim.

Of course, he was not afraid that Jing Yuetao would snatch the spiritual weapon from him, after all, if he could successfully refine one piece together, he would be able to refine countless pieces, as long as the refining materials were sufficient.

But the question is, if every tool spirit who has successfully refined a desolate level spirit weapon only wants to recognize Jing Yuetao as the master, then what should he do?

Jing Yuetao thought for a while, and said: "Although he can't save you, he can let you experience a wonderful life, no!" It's a machine!

"You know, I'm just a low-level refiner, and your level is too high for me to control. Moreover, I don't know how to fight at all, and when I face a weaker enemy, I am crushed by strength.

"In the face of a strong enemy, you can only rely on the protection of demon beasts and my Taoist companions, if you follow me, you will only rust!"

Xiaolong immediately replied: "Then you need me even more!" You rely on the protection of demon beasts and your Dao companions, they should be much stronger than you, just leave me to them! ”

There seems to be some truth to this......

Jing Yuetao didn't know how to refute for a while, facing Xiaolong's flickering bright eyes, she racked her brains and thought for a long time and finally held back a sentence, "I don't need it, the demon beast that protects me is very strong!" ”

Xiaolong's big eyes purred around, and he smiled: "The rusty life is also very comfortable!" I don't like to fight and kill! ”

"Tsk!" Jing Yuetao couldn't convince this little cub, so she had to say:

"I made an appointment with your master, I came to help him refine the weapon, saving you was originally what I had to do, and I couldn't ask for you if you stuck to me!"

Hearing this, Xiaolong finally deflated, snorted coldly, climbed out of her arms, and slipped into the spirit sword.

"This little guy is still angry!" Jing Yuetao looked at Bai Xiyan, and subconsciously smiled and teased.

Bai Xiyan smiled, "If you also like it, it's better to keep it and we can refine another spiritual weapon." ”

"I don't need it." Jing Yuetao shook her head, "By the way, since we can refine successfully, I want to refine a spiritual weapon that can deal with demon cultivation." ”

"A spirit weapon that specializes in restraining demonic energy?"

"Yes!"

Bai Xiyan touched his chin and thought for a while, then raised his eyes and said:

"Yes, but I have to rectify the entire family first, otherwise I can't make decisions about many things, and even the use of refining materials must be approved by the family, or you should go to find the demon cultivator first?"

Jing Yuetao nodded, "It's okay, you straighten out the family first, and when everything is in order, I will come to refine the weapon with you." ”

"It won't be too long, at most three months, I will hand over Uncle Seven to you for disposal." Bai Xiyan showed a warm smile to her, but there was a strong killing intent in that gentle smile.

The killing intent was naturally not aimed at Jing Yuetao, but at the scum in the family.

As the words fell, he suddenly moved and looked at the door.

This abnormal behavior naturally attracted Jing Yuetao's attention, and she subconsciously became vigilant.

"Someone is coming, a lot of people!"

Bai Xiyan's face was serious, he picked up the spirit sword that had just been refined on the ground, and walked towards the door.

With the blessing of the spirit sword of desolate power, in the entire Bai family, he is invincible!

opened the door, Bai Xiyan stood at the door, facing the crowd of people watching outside.

"Do what?" He asked coldly.

Bai Chengrui was the first to speak: "Yan'er, why is there such a big movement?" What is that red thunderbolt? ”

He was worried, and his expression was a little excited.

The red heavenly thunder corresponding to the refining weapon, they had only seen it from the classics that had been handed down, and they had never seen it with their own eyes at all, so they saw it, and their hearts were shocked and they felt pressure.

The whole person was out of breath in front of the crimson thunder.

Bai Xiyan lifted the spirit sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a confident smile, "Waste-grade spirit weapon, the specific grade is unknown." ”

"Wild?"

"What? This turned out to be a desolate-level spiritual weapon? ”

The Heaven Rank was already very shocking to them, let alone the Wild Rank that they had never seen before!

In just a short moment, the crowd seemed to explode, and the voices were boiling, all of them looked at the sword in Bai Xiyan's hand in disbelief, and their blazing eyes swept over the sword inch by inch, as if they wanted to find out the difference between it and ordinary spirit weapons.

Among them, there are some greedy people.

"Yan'er, let the third uncle see the sword you refined!"

Bai Chenghong stared straight at the spirit sword, his eyes were full of greed, and even his breathing was a little heavier.