Wang Xiu's heart moved.

The Chixiao Sword shot out from the dantian, turning into a blood-colored streamer, and after circling around his body slightly, he quietly hovered in front of Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu stretched out his fingers and flicked the sword body lightly.

Then a little bit of spirit rhino appeared on the two fingers, clamped the sword body, and pressed the fingertips on the original runes of the Chixiao Sword.

He was going to re-engrave the talisman on the sword.

It's not to reforge the Chixiao Sword Body, so there's no need to smelt it with spiritual flames, just erase the original runes.

But the process is not easy.

Wang Xiu's two fingers pinched the sword body and slashed inch by inch.

Incomparably cautious, cautious.

His mana trickled down his fingers into the sword, erasing the runes that had already been imprinted, leaving no trace and making sure not to hurt the sword itself.

This is extremely demanding on the mastery of the practitioner.

That is, this is the natal flying sword, which is connected with Wang Xiu's mind, plus Wang Xiu's divine sense is stronger than ordinary people, and his perception is outstanding.

If any of these conditions are changed, it will be extremely difficult to operate.

……

Little by little, time passed.

As Wang Xiu's fingers swiped, the runes on the sword continued to dim and disappear.

Followed by.

Even the original aura on the sword's body dimmed, and it was dusty.

Finally.

Three days later.

All of the original runes of the Chixiao Sword were erased.

The whole sword lost its original brilliance and lay quietly in Wang Xiu's palm, only trembling slightly from time to time.

"Without the runes, this sword ...... There is not much difference between me and Fan Tie, only the slightest sense of induction left in the sword body is left......"

Wang Xiu's face turned slightly pale.

Even though he had done as well as he could, he inevitably caused himself a little bit of attrition.

After all, this is a natal flying sword!

Fortunately, these losses are not serious.

It only takes a few days of meditation to recover.

A few more days passed.

Wang Xiu opened his eyes again, and his spirit returned to his peak.

He looked down at the Chixiao Sword, which had lost all its luster, and let out a long breath of turbidity: "Begin!" ”

Wang Xiu raised his hand and made a move.

The Red Sky Sword levitated into the air.

Motionless.

He held out his finger and pointed at a spot on the sword.

A divine light suddenly appeared in that place.

As Wang Xiu's fingers flew through the air.

The god also keeps wandering, just like a calligrapher is waving, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, each stroke is extremely free and easy, in one go.

Soon.

A dense array of tiny runes gradually took shape on the body of the Chixiao Sword.

The aura of heaven and earth in all directions began to stir restlessly, pouring into the sword body.

The Chixiao Sword shone brightly, and a fierce and sharp aura continued to condense, gradually climbing, and it had already surpassed the previous level.

"Done!"

Wang Xiu snorted lightly, and a mouthful of essence blood was wrapped in mana, like blood ink, and fell on the sword.

Buzzing!

This moment.

The light of the Chixiao Sword soared.

The sword roared like a dragon.

……

Inside the Blackstone Tribe.

Now there is a wooden house with a painting style that does not fit in with other black houses.

Shi and Ye followed Wang Xiu's teachings, constantly observing the pictures in the photo beads, step by step.

Gather all the power to fall.

It took more than half a month.

Finally, the first wooden house was built.

"It's not easy......"

Ye wiped the sweat on his head, looked at the crooked but finally had a house, and recalled the experience of these days, and felt a little like crying without tears.

Shi Ye's eyes were complicated and he sighed with emotion.

Obviously, the prophet built it quite simply.

It didn't take a lot of time at every step.

How did it get into their hands, so hard?

Not to mention anything else, how to compact and flatten the soil beneath the foundation bothered them for days.

At first they collectively stepped on it with their feet.

I want to succeed with my brute strength.

As a result, although the soil was compacted, it was uneven and ugly.

Later, the high priest came up with a way to let them move a few huge pillar-shaped black stones from outside the tribe, which were carried by Shi and Ye and smashed the ground in turn!

It's barely done.

Then, how to ensure that the wall is perpendicular to the ground, how to ensure that each pillar is the same length, this series of questions about the number of spells directly overturned their chaotic minds.

Fortunately, under the strong pressure of "if you can't finish it, you will face the wrath of the prophet", their small universe has exploded!

Led by the High Priest, in just half a month, they held at least dozens of meetings to discuss how to solve the problems of each level!

From the beginning of the torture, to later, they gradually got used to it, and even some liked the process of constantly discovering and solving problems.

They don't know it at the moment.

Something called the "soul of infrastructure" has taken root in their minds!

……

"Who will live in this house first?"

Suddenly, Ye spoke, and everyone looked at him.

The high priest said, "Discuss with the two of you!" ”

During this time, it was indeed Shi and Ye who contributed the most, and when they heard this, the rest of the tribesmen did not object.

Ye looked at the stone.

Shi opened his mouth, he still wanted to fight, but suddenly remembered the accident that almost happened last time, shook his head and said: "You live first, I'm not in a hurry, wait until the houses in the tribe are replaced first!" ”

Ye Po was a little surprised, but he was not polite, and with a smile, he took his mother-in-law and rushed into the house and closed the door.

It didn't take long.

There was a creaking sound of wooden beds creaking in the room.

However.

That's when it happened.

A terrifying sharp aura spread out from the center of the tribe and swept in all directions.

Surrounded by mountains and forests.

The roar of insects and beasts, which was originally looming, is now gone, silent!

Everyone's hearts were throbbing.

I couldn't help but stand on end.

It was as if it was hanging overhead by countless sharp blades.

Involuntarily bowed down in the direction of the prophet.

Shi Yehu's body was shocked, and he knelt down with a reverent face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart......

Prophet, stronger!

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and the sound of the wooden bed falling apart came from the room.

It didn't take long.

Ye walked out with a grudge on his face.

Shi looked at him in surprise: "It's over?" So fast! ”

Ye opened his mouth and drew a few black lines on his forehead: "What a mess, work, I will continue to help you build a house!" ”

He couldn't tell Shi that he was scared by the prophet again, right?

He felt that he must have upset the prophet!

Only then will the prophet come to such a moment every time!

As a punishment!

The question is, Prophet, will this punishment be too severe?

If it goes on like this, I almost don't feel for the big-ass mother-in-law!

Am I wrong?

Don't be playful anymore!

Ye wants to cry without tears, and press the pain that can't be said!