"Who do you say is the broken sword? You are the broken sword. "Xueqing Dantian, a milky voice came.

"Hmm, where did this milk doll come from?" Hearing the voice, Xue Qing looked left and right, and in addition to thunder and lightning, there were only those swords left.

"Sword, so many swords?" Seeing those extremely sharp swords, Xue Qing's eyes widened, and she was very surprised.

"Hmph, what kind of sword are they?" The milky voice sounded very unhappily in the sea of Xue Qingzhi.

"Sister, the 10,000-year-old cold chalcedony is here. Just as Xue Qing was about to reason with the milk doll, the little cutie happily threw the 10,000-year-old cold chalcedony out of the space.

As soon as the 10,000-year-old cold chalcedony came out, the temperature of the entire space suddenly decreased, and with Xue Qing as the center, the cold ice qi came overwhelmingly. The sword pool turned into a world of ice, and those sword spirits who were hiding far away trembled.

Ignoring nothing else, Xue Qing began to run the Ice Thunder Spirit.

The thunder continued to roar in the sky, and the thunder of the Nine Heavens fell, and Xue Qing, who had frozen into an iceman, revealed its original form. The power of purple thunder and lightning poured into her body along with the power of ice.

The domineering power of ice and thunder, under the guidance of Xue Qing, happily entered the dantian. The golden pill in her body kept rotating, and in order to maintain the balance between the thunder spirit power and the ice spirit power in the dantian, Xue Qing tried to absorb as much ice spirit power as possible.

"Huh, what's going on?" Xue Qing's eyes widened as she looked at the broken sword in the dantian that followed her to absorb the spiritual power of ice and thunder.

"What are you looking at? Why don't I just eat some of your spiritual power?" the milk doll's voice sounded again in the sea of snow and clear knowledge.

"Why are you in my dantian?" Xue Qing's divine sense looked at the broken sword in the dantian and felt very strange.

"That, as your natal magic weapon, shouldn't I be in your dantian?" the milk doll expressed disdain in her tone.

"Natal magic weapon, when will I have a natal magic weapon?" Xue Qing looked at the rusty broken sword, and her heart was thundered.

She had already figured out the style and function of the natal magic weapon, and for this reason, she had been working hard to find the materials to create the natal magic weapon. But after she woke up from a coma, this broken sword turned out to be her natal magic weapon.

"A broken sword has become my natal magic weapon?" Xue Qing blinked, feeling that her wish had been disappointed, and she was very unacceptable in her heart.

"Sister, this broken sword was taken advantage of when you were unconscious. Thinking of the uninvited arrival of the broken sword, the little cutie felt worthless for Xueqing.

felt that Xue Qing should have a perfect sword, not this broken sword, and he was very unhappy about this:

"Without my sister's consent, this remnant sword relied on my sister and occupied such an important position as my sister's natal magic weapon, isn't this making trouble for my sister?"

"You, you ......" Xue Qing didn't know what to say now.

She didn't collect rags, so many swords outside didn't become her natal magic weapon, but this broken sword followed her. How could she not be depressed?

"What am I, I? Why don't you hurry up and take out your sword training materials, you don't want to have a good sword?"

Looking at this broken sword, Xue Qing really couldn't be happy. How important is the natal weapon? It is an important companion for the life of the monk.

What she likes is the majestic and powerful sword. Now I got such a rusty broken sword, and I didn't lose it in my heart, it was fake.

But Xue Qing is a person who can think openly, and she comforts herself: although this sword is broken, it has a sword spirit.

In the cultivation realm, the sword with the sword spirit belongs to the top. Since this is the case, I can only accept my fate, and ask someone to refine this broken sword again in the future.

"Okay! These are all here......" Xue Qing's divine sense was taken out, and the Xuanjin that Qingwu Daojun gave him and the sword refining materials he had prepared before, said helplessly.

Before she finished her words, the broken sword in the dantian flew out of her body with a "boom" and came to the high-grade refining material Xuanjin.

Xue Qing saw that the broken sword that claimed to be her natal magic weapon stopped on top of the Xuanjin, and the indestructible Xuanjin was absorbed by the broken sword so that there were no impurities left.

It didn't take long for many of the sword refining materials she took out to be completely absorbed by the broken sword.

Xue Qing, who was using the exercises to absorb the spiritual power of ice thunder, saw this, and her eyes widened. She stared straight at the sword and thought it was incredulous:

"Doesn't those high-grade refining materials need a special flame to burn and remove impurities before they can refine the sword, and why can this broken sword absorb them so easily?"

"Well, is there anything else? not enough. The broken sword stood on the ground, and its milky voice hiccuped, and it begged for refining materials again.

"Is this a foodie? so many materials are not enough?" Xue Qing, who was a fan of wealth, was a little distressed, those materials that were eaten by the broken sword were worth a lot of spirit stones!

"Hurry up, take advantage of this opportunity, I'll fix it. Seeing Xue Qing staring at her without moving, the doll voice urged anxiously.

"Eh, good!" Hearing the word repair, Xue Qing's eyes lit up, and she couldn't care about being distressed. She immediately took out all the swords that Cutie had found earlier and placed them in front of the dagger.

"What kind of rubbish is in these swords? "The short sword dangled over those gorgeous flying swords, and I was very disgusted.

Xue Qing was speechless at the dislike of the broken sword, she thought to herself: You eat and drink for nothing, you still dislike it? Don't you know that this is worth a lot of spirit stones!

"Forget it, there is something more in these two garbage than it is. After the broken sword that was disgusted with one finished speaking, he quickly flew to the two beautiful flying swords.

With a "click", the broken sword was like cutting tofu, splitting the extremely sharp sword.

Xue Qing's eyes widened, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but be happy: "I didn't expect this broken sword to have two brushes, it looks pretty good." ”

"Hmph, that's of course, just these broken swords, which is the opponent of this king? By the way, don't call me to break swords in the future. The little doll's proud voice sounded in Xue Qing's mind again.

After it said this, it flew into the snowy dantian with ease.

Xue Qing, who was meditating, didn't want to think about the fact that she was forced to have a natal magic weapon anymore.

She was confused by the broken sword, and now she began to run the exercises wholeheartedly to balance the spiritual power in her body.

"What's going on?" Xue Qing looked inwardly at her dantian, and the broken sword was like a huge sucker, quickly absorbing the ice and thunder spiritual power in her dantian.

The thunderstorm brewing in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, "boom...... Boom...... "A devastating thunder fell from the sky.

Xue Qing, who had just woken up from her injury, saw this, and her divine sense quickly took out her magic weapon and prepared to meet the huge thunder that was slashing at her.

But what did she see? The broken sword actually flew out of her dantian and soared into the sky.