Wu Wei had just stepped into the ranks of cultivation, far from reaching the realm of a monk Bigu, and there was not much dry food left when he came out of the ancient city of Fengwei, and he had not touched a drop of water for a day and a night, and suddenly felt dry mouth and hunger.

Wu Wei realized that he was alone now, with no support, no protection, and he could only rely on himself in the days to come.

He clenched his small fists, cheered himself up, his eyes were full of firm confidence, he believed that with his own efforts, he could still survive well. This is also after he learned to practice, and he seemed to have become confident even though he had always been weak.

He took the little demon wolf and prepared to go on the road to find water, this barren field except for sparse grass and trees, barren land, there are almost no living things around, at this moment he can only follow his feelings in one direction.

After walking for about an hour, the four fields were still desolate and barren, and the flat fields were almost barren at a glance, let alone fresh water sources.

In such a harsh environment that seems to be weathered by nature, it is almost impossible for animals, vegetation and other creatures to survive well.

After walking for a while, Wu Wei only felt that his mouth was dry and his stomach was empty, but fortunately, he mobilized a trace of spiritual power in his body, supporting him to walk a long distance.

It's just that this barren area seems to never come to an end, if it weren't for his keen perception now, ordinary people would think that he was lost, as if he had been spinning in circles.

"Eh, if only I could fly. Wu Wei was tired from walking, and sat on a boulder to rest, hoping that if he could fly in the sky like Uncle and Brother Lin Chen, then it would definitely become easier to find a water source.

At this time, the little demon wolf didn't seem to have the slightest tiredness, and it rubbed in Wu Wei's palm with a snort, as if it wanted to say something.

It's just that Wu Wei didn't understand what he meant, and one person and one wolf stared at each other for a while, and finally the little demon wolf had to turn his head and stride towards the distance.

"Little wolf, where are you going?" When Wu Wei reacted, the little demon wolf had already burrowed into the sparse grass and trees and disappeared.

Wu Wu didn't have much strength to catch up at this time, so he had to give up, he sat cross-legged on the boulder, and began to meditate and vomit, maybe this would make him forget the hunger in his stomach for a while.

About an hour later, I saw the little demon wolf come out of the dead wood not far away, and it seemed to be holding something in its mouth.

Wu Wei felt the movement, opened his eyes and saw the appearance of the little demon wolf, and was immediately surprised, only to see that it was wet all over, and its hair was covered with mud one by one, and it looked embarrassed.

It's just that when he saw the object that was also wrapped in mud in the little demon wolf's mouth, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"

Wu Wei reached out and took the item from the demon wolf's mouth, and when he wiped off the mud attached to it, it turned out to be a bronze short sword that was no more than three inches long, this short sword was rusty and black, and there was nothing peculiar about it, it was obviously just a broken copper and broken iron.

"I thought it was something delicious..."Wu Wei didn't understand the intention of the little demon wolf to bring it back to him, but after thinking about it, he wiped it clean thoroughly and put it in his arms.

"Where did you fall into?" Wu Wei looked at the little demon wolf with an embarrassed look, his turquoise eyes were full of pity and looked at him, and he suddenly cried and laughed: "Let's go! Go to the place where you fell into the water and see..."

A man and a beast walked through a wasteland full of dead wood, and after about half an hour, the two stopped in a very hidden pothole.

I saw that this was a depression of no more than a zhang in size, the top of the depression was covered with a thick layer of dead branches and rotten leaves, and below was a foul-smelling turbid sewage, faintly visible in the sewage soaked in the corpses of unknown creatures, and a fresh silt splashed on the shore, which should obviously be the traces of the little demon wolf falling into this depression.

"You, why do you drill into it everywhere..."Wu Wei only felt a suffocating stench blowing in with the breeze, he covered his nose, looked at this depression for a while, turned to the little demon wolf standing beside him and said, "Is that short sword picked up here?"

The little demon wolf whined, as if nodding in response, and at the same time, it seemed to want to burrow into the depression.

"Don't, little wolf..."Wu Wei shouted to stop, he seemed to think that the little demon wolf was just like himself, too thirsty, and wanted to go down and drink the muddy water.

At this moment, Wu Wei suddenly felt the change in the spiritual power on the divine platform in his body, and the only trace of spiritual power left in his body took the initiative to drill into his waist from his body without invoking it.

He immediately felt the strangeness on his waist, and the rusty black short sword suddenly rose into the sky with a 'boom', and the sword body, which was still black before, suddenly bloomed with a ghostly divine light, as if it had suddenly come to life, and finally plunged straight into the potholed mud.

"This..."Wu Wei was shocked by this sudden scene and broke out in a cold sweat, but he quickly calmed down, and immediately thought that this seemingly inconspicuous black short sword must be a magic weapon.

Wu Wei had traveled with Wu Ge for a period of time, and he knew a thing or two about some ordinary magic weapons, but he was not too surprised.

The so-called magic weapon is the ordinary weapon that the monk relies on to perform the Tao under the condition of infusing spiritual power. At the beginning of their cultivation, each monk will choose a weapon to improve his combat ability.

Magic weapons are extremely common in this great wilderness world, and there are special shops in the major main cities to sell them, but its types are also varied, and the quality levels are uneven, and there are also refiners who specialize in making magic weapons in the major forces.

On top of ordinary magic weapons, it is a relatively rare 'artifact', and the power of the artifact is far stronger than that of the magic weapon. Of course, the power of the artifact basically matches the depth of a person's Taoism, if a monk is shallow and forcibly infuses spiritual power to exert it, he will definitely be eaten by the weapon, and eventually end up with a self-inflicted end.

In the end, above the artifact is the 'Divine Soldier', which is a rumored existence and is extremely rare in the world. It is rumored in ancient times that the divine soldier was an extraterritorial divine iron that fell into the world and was refined by some powerful refiners who spent their lives on it.

The power of the 'Divine Soldier' lies in the fact that it is a psychic thing, and the Divine Soldier will nourish and give birth to the Instrument Spirit after reaching a certain level, and the monk needs to spend several times the effort to improve his own cultivation at the same time, but also to nourish and cultivate the growth of the Divine Spirit, the two are combined into one, and its true strength is self-evident.