Fu Yi once again walked into the Xuanyuan Palace, and his mood was completely different.

A few hours ago, she had mixed feelings.

In the face of this strange experience, she could no longer make decisions with the help of her previous experience, coupled with the mystery of the Wuxiang Sect and the rumors that Bai Ze knew the world, she could not avoid a trace of apprehension. The strangeness of the whole thing made it difficult for her to maintain absolute stability of her state of mind.

As Danyu walked around, he saw the beautiful scenery of a corner of the Wuxiang Mountain Range, and listened to the little uncle muttering about his daily life, and suddenly woke up.

This is her future life in the sect, it is a strange and brand-new life in her ideal, and she has embarked on a path that is diametrically opposite to the tragic ending of her previous life, so what is there to worry about? Not to mention entering a strange environment, it does not mean that she is not smart, witty and beautiful.

Everyone in the sect gets along well, the treasures of the treasury can't be used up, and the sect master and elder will personally refine the weapons for them, and she is not happy to fly to the sky It is considered low-key. Heavenly Dao and the sect treat her so well, is it possible for her to ask for an eight-horse spirit pet cart?

"Here, you and Zhong Yun both have to refine the natal weapon, have you prepared the materials before? If you lack anything, just say that there are some rare treasures in the treasure house. ”

Bai Ze turned his back to the Gray Mist Ancestor, sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground, smiled very kindly at the Fuyi, and did not forget to reach out and let her sit on the opposite futon when he spoke, as if inviting her to come and talk about it instead of refining the weapon

After brushing his clothes and sitting down, he thought about it carefully before saying, "The disciple has prepared a lot of things, but he didn't consider the difficulty of refining. As she spoke, she summoned the good things that had been hidden in the storage bag for a long time, as well as the earth spirit who was sleeping soundly in the dantian.

"Golden Fire Exotic Mineral Essence, Mirage Coral, Earth Spirit...... The horn of the unicorn?Xuanbird wing feather?!"

Every time she took out her clothes, Bai Ze's voice raised by one degree, and when she took out the Xuanniao wing feather that had erased her exclusive breath, this calm sect was about to break its voice.

"What kind of luck are you, all the good things you have received in your hands. With a move of Bai Ze's hand, he made Tu Ling jump into the palm of his hand obediently and skillfully, and with a flattering look, he saw the corner of the owner's eyes twitch.

"Sect Master, can these be fused into good swords?"

"Yes. Bai Ze took out a long bone of Bai Sensen from the storage space, two red feathers with different characteristics, and a small piece of brown wood. "Based on the bones of the Bai Ze clan, smelt all your materials, plus the long wing feathers and Danyu tail feathers, as well as the branches on Xiao Tong's body. ”

Fuyi's eyes widened slowly, and she couldn't say half a sentence for a long time, so many good things, I want her to go against the sky!

"Don't stare at it, fortunately, there are not many disciples in the sect, otherwise all the old bones of my body would have to be extracted for you to refine. Bai Ze said aggrievedly, but there was a sly smile in his eyes, obviously he could easily give birth to new bones, and he didn't care about this little "small loss".

As for Changli and Danyu's feathers, they will grow again if they are plucked, and Xiaotong's branches are even more dense, otherwise they would not use the materials on her body to refine identity tokens and defensive skirts to sell.

Despite this, Fu Yi was still extremely grateful, in addition to the dizziness of being suddenly hit by the treasure, there was also an indescribable warmth. "Thank you, Sect Master. She bowed her head and saluted respectfully, and put all the good and obedient words she could not speak in this sincere worship.

Bai Ze seemed to see what she was thinking, and teased with a smile: "Since I know that I have received the great favor of the sect, I have to work hard to complete the next tasks of the sect, alas, I, I don't want you to have anything in return, but I haven't drunk the aged 'drunken brew' for a long time......"

The waist under the bow of the clothes is a little stiff, intoxicated brewed, the most expensive and hard-to-find spirit wine in the three thousand domains, made of ninety-nine cherished materials, it is said that one bite can let the Yuanying monk swim in the fantasy realm, so that the mood has been greatly improved.

But the family that is good at brewing this kind of spirit wine will only sell a few jars every five hundred years, and the three thousand domains are all rushing to ask for it, where can she grab a small foundation. "The disciple will try his best to find it, if you can't find it during the foundation building period, then I will send it to you in the Yuan Infant Period. ”

Bai Ze: "......" is really good at speaking and sincere, what else can he say?" "Okay, okay, then you calm down and prepare to practice swords." ”

Fuyi looked around suspiciously, and asked, "Do you need to go to the refining room here?"

Bai Ze showed a smug smile, and forced himself to pretend to be indifferent. "There's no need to bother, this refining machine has its own special method, you can rest assured. As soon as he finished speaking, several treasures suspended in front of him all burst out with dazzling brilliance, and they were all beautiful in all colors.

The earth spirit conveyed a mood similar to jubilation to Fu Yi, and then it changed from a round bead to a thick liquid, no fire to roast, no instrument to refine, so out of thin air to produce a qualitative change, shocked Fu Yi's eyes were round again, and secretly said that this time it was really insightful.

Historically, refining tools have required spiritual fire to smelt materials, and then the refining master purifies and plasticizes through the instrument ding, and then integrates all kinds of materials after removing the turnips, keeping spirituality with spirituality, and adding spirituality as much as possible without spirituality, and finally forming and dripping into the monk's heart, which is accompanied by a natal weapon.

Except for sword cultivation and sword cultivation, other monks forged natal weapons in the Jindan period, directly condensing the magic weapon, and since then they have accompanied the monks all the way to growth. Sword cultivation and sword cultivation need to be forged during the foundation building period, and the materials consumed from the natal weapon have been growing, and the materials consumed are many times more.

Since the materials selected by the clothes were all treasures that could not be judged on the grade, he was prepared to endure the pain at the beginning, and his teeth were clenched, but Bai Ze melted the materials lightly, and he couldn't see what method was used.

"Sect Master, what kind of alchemy is this?"

"When you know everything in the world, and understand the nature of all matter, you know how to change their state in the simplest way. For me, it's not a refinery, it's just a matter of getting them in the best shape to form a sword that suits you. ”

He spoke lightly, and his movements flowed, directing several strands of material that had turned into a rich liquid to slowly rotate in the air, and gradually, some dots of impurities broke away from the liquid on their own, leaving only the purest part.

"Heart-to-heart. ”

"Yes!"

Fu Yi didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly forced out a drop of blood from his heart, and the ruddy color on his face decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming pale and dull. This familiar feeling of weakness made her frown, but she quickly shifted her attention and watched as the drop of red blood gradually merged with the nine materials.

Nine kinds of spiritual fluid of different colors swirled in the air to form a vortex, fusing little by little from the middle to the outside, the blood in the heart was in the middle, and the breath inside slowly spread to the outside.

When the spiritual fluid and blood formed an irregular silver-white liquid, Fu Yi sensed an aura that was extremely compatible, mixed with the joy and excitement of the earth spirit, and slowly poured into her mind.