Chapter 70: The New Tang Knife

At this time, Liu Lang had already healed the injuries on his body and was walking into the range of the chaotic battlefield.

"Ah Che ~ Who is scolding me?"

Liu Lang looked around suspiciously, trying to find out the person who was secretly scolding him, but unfortunately, there was not even a shadow of a ghost.

Rubbing his nose, Liu Lang found Liu Hao depressedly and told him what happened in Red Maple City.

"I see!

Liu Hao just pondered for a while, then opened his mouth to drive Liu Lang away, and did not express any opinions.

Liu Lang did not leave immediately, but took out the Tang knife that was broken in two: "Big man, my knife is broken, can I be reimbursed?"

Liu Hao's eyes flashed cold: "What did you say?"

Liu Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said cautiously: "Dad, my knife is broken, can I be reimbursed?"

Liu Hao nodded with satisfaction: "Can't!"

The corners of Liu Lang's mouth twitched, and he turned around and left: "I wish me a safe journey, don't be hacked to death!"

"Wait!"

Hearing Liu Hao's shout, Liu Lang immediately ran back happily and handed over two cutting knives: "Please, Dad!"

Liu Hao didn't even look at it, but sat aside and drank tea: "I want to remind you that a real strong person shouldn't rely too much on equipment!"

Liu Lang shouted: "I don't have it! I'm just such a weapon, it's just a magic weapon." ”

Of course, he knew that the strong should not rely too much on equipment, but on their own foundation.

As far as the super geniuses he has seen are concerned, all of them only have one or two pieces of equipment, and they are not like the legend, they take out one and another piece, like a nouveau riche, and smash people with equipment.

Liu Hao was stunned for a moment when he drank tea, obviously embarrassed, and then stared at Liu Lang: "I can only refine magic weapons, do you need me to help you?"

Liu Lang decisively put away the broken knife, turned around and left silently, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

The magic weapon, that is a higher-level equipment than the spirit weapon, can only be used by the golden pill, and the yuan infant can exert its full power, otherwise, no matter how high the combat power is, there will be no way to exert its effect.

Therefore, the current Liu Lang will definitely not refine the Tang Dao into a magic weapon, even if he really wants to!

"That's it!"

Just as Liu Lang stepped out of the door with one foot, Liu Hao sighed, grabbed Liu Lang in the air, and grabbed Liu Lang back.

"Get your broken knife out!"

Liu Lang took out the broken knife suspiciously, and reminded him uneasily: "I don't need a magic weapon now!"

"I know!"

As soon as Liu Hao's eyes condensed, the broken knife automatically floated, and then it was squeezed by Liu Hao's majestic aura, and finally turned into a soft iron lump.

"Huh?"

Liu Hao suddenly frowned, separated a small piece from the iron lump, and then scolded: "Which waste gives you the weapon you refined?

Liu Lang touched his nose and said, "It's all said to be waste, isn't it normal to refine magic weapons?"

He didn't dare to refute, after all, with Du Ruhai's strength, in front of Liu Hao, he was really no different from waste, a big truth!

Liu Hao snorted coldly, then took out a piece of metal the size of a finger from his body and melted it into the meteorite iron.

Seeing this, Liu Lang was very surprised, and then immediately changed his face: "I don't want a magic weapon!"

"Shut up!"

Liu Hao drank heavily, so frightened that Liu Lang quickly closed his mouth, but his eyes rolled wildly, and he was very anxious.

It was a piece of purple gold, although the weight was not as good as Li Rong's hairpin, but it was all a material for refining magic weapons, but it was melted into the meteorite iron by Liu Hao. This made Liu Lang suspect that Liu Hao was refining magic weapons for him in advance.

"What I refined for you is a magic weapon embryo, which is considered a superb spiritual weapon, but it has no additional functions other than hardness!"

"Enough is enough!" Hearing that it was not a magic weapon, Liu Lang hurriedly nodded in surprise and looked at Liu Hao expectantly.

As Liu Hao's fingers moved, one after another aura slammed out, like a heavy hammer strike, knocking the purple gold and meteorite iron into deformation, and so on.

Liu Hao knocked on it while adding all kinds of metals that Liu Hao couldn't recognize, and finally reformed a lump of iron.

The tapping stopped, and Liu Hao kneaded the iron lump like kneading dough, and then pulled it up, turning into a Tang knife.

"I've seen it!" Liu Lang was amazed.

He always thought that refining weapons, like alchemy, needed flames, but now after watching Liu Hao's refining process, he realized that it was different.

In fact, refining is to remove the impurities of the raw materials, retain the characteristics, and change the shape, and in terms of the powerful means of the monks, it does not necessarily have to be flames.

Come to think of it, a lot of the equipment in the cultivation realm is made of bone and wood, even cloth. If it is still burned with fire, I am afraid that before the equipment is formed, it will already be burned to ashes.

"Bloodletting!"

Liu Hao suddenly shouted, which made Liu Lang, who was cranky, immediately come back to his senses.

This Liu Lang understands, after all, in the legends of the previous life, many powerful weapons need the blood of the master to be successfully refined.

So, he condensed a short aura knife with great interest and stabbed his wrist.

A large amount of blood gushed out, staining all the still rough Tang knives red, Liu Lang was still afraid that it was not enough, and asked, "Do you still want it?"

"I'm just asking you to put a drop on the sacrifice, so that the effect of the sacrifice will be better. Of course, if you're interested, you can dry it, I'm okay with that!"

"I have an opinion!"

Knowing that he would be wrong, Liu Lang looked stupid, hurriedly stopped the blood, and quickly treated the wound.

After absorbing the blood, the Tang Knife quickly changed, except that the blade was relatively dull, it became exactly the same as Liu Lang's previous Tang Knife.

"The edge of the knife needs to be sharpened by yourself, so that the effect of the sacrifice can be optimal, and after you have a pill, you can directly upgrade it to a magic weapon. As for how to grind, it's very simple, use your Word to grind. ”

"Dao?" Liu Lang was at a loss, not knowing what "Dao" was at all.

"As long as the monk builds the foundation, he will enter the threshold of the Great Dao and begin to contact the Great Dao that suits him. So, what you have to do now is to find your way!"

Although Liu Hao had already explained, Liu Lang still didn't understand, so he begged Liu Hao to explain again.

"You're too stupid to explain clearly! When you find your way, you'll understand! Get out!"

"I really sympathize with Mo Qing, I met such an impatient master! I sympathize with myself even more, I don't even have a master!"

With a stomach full of confusion, Liu Lang left the chaotic battlefield in a gloomy manner, meditating all the way, but still couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it! the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge!"

Since he couldn't figure it out, Liu Lang simply didn't want to, but looked at the Tang knife in his hand that was no different from the iron piece.

"I think that the man of my dignified swordsman family doesn't even have a knife, and he has been reduced to the point of smashing people with iron pieces, it's too miserable!"

Saying that, Liu Lang put away the Tang knife with great satisfaction, and then walked in the air, walking in the air, and walking towards Tianxia Mountain.