Lizong's right hand dragged the willow tree that loomed in or seriously with the power of the wind, and injected the spiritual power from the depths of his soul into the carving array knife arranged in the forging room.

I saw Lizong's hand stretched into a hole, and the hole instantly emitted a blue light, followed by the carving knife on the mechanical arm and it, in fact, Lizong can burn the internal magic pattern, that is, burn it on the silver staff core, but now it is not necessary, directly carve the magic pattern groove on the cold wind willow wood, and then fill it with melted moon fragments, so that the magic can be released faster, although it will lead to the overflow of some magic power, but it doesn't matter much. After all, these escaping mana are nothing compared to the bonuses that the powder of lunar debris can provide.

Later, Lizong burned some formations and "burning" runes, which are a kind of fire-based runes that can greatly increase the strength and temperature of fire magic, and give burn attributes.

Half an hour, an hour, five hours.

With a loud roar, the flames that were wrapped around the willow wood burst out in an instant, and I saw a staff with the head of an eagle staff and a meter long and emitting silver light, appear in mid-air.

"It's done!" Lizong looked at the magic wand in mid-air, his face beaming with joy, but a deep sense of sleepiness and pain instantly hit his mind.

"Is your mental power overdrawn?" Lizong staggered and fell, jumping down the frost that was still looking at the dazzling silver light.

"Master!" Frost just wanted to go to see the condition of the Sect Departure, but found that the magic wand fell quickly from a high place, Frost was startled again, and quickly ran over to catch it, for fear of breaking the magic wand that had just been cast.

However, it still fell to the ground, and Frost looked at the magic wand that was still glowing about a meter long, and the magic wand actually smashed a few cracks in the stone floor......

Frost stepped forward to pick it up, but found that the thing didn't move.

It was so heavy, Shuang'er secretly scolded in her heart.

......

Lizong slowly opened his eyes, only to find that she was covered with a black cloak, while Frost was sitting quietly in the moonlight that penetrated through the skylight, wearing thin clothes, but there was no cold at all, and the moonlight reflected on her petite body, like a lily in the darkness at night.

She felt the movement behind her, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she stood up and turned around, looked at the Lizong who had just stood up, and said with a smile: "Master, are you awake?"

Lizong's consciousness gradually cleared up, but he found that everything in this world was much clearer, and he realized that his spiritual power had obviously improved, that is to say, he had reached the level of at least one peak, and now even if he came to a second-order peak powerhouse, he was confident that he also had the power to fight.

"How long have I been asleep?" asked Lizong Xiang Shuang'er.

"About 22 hours. After Shuang'er saw that the sect was in good condition, she said happily.

Lizong sighed, it seems that he has released the pigeon of the Falling Snow Guild.

Frost pointed to the magic wand on the ground and said, "Master, this magic wand is really heavy." ”

Lizong shook his head and smiled: "It's not that it's heavy. He walked up to the magic wand and immediately lifted the one-meter-long magic wand with his foot and reached out to catch it, "Rather, it belongs to me!"

Yes, Lizong injected his own spiritual power into the identification circle within, causing the mages in the Enlightenment Stage to not be able to pick up that staff at all.

This is also for the sake of safety, although he is confident, it is impossible for the Soul Seal Mage to get this magic wand away, but who can guarantee that there will not be a situation like this forging, when he suddenly falls into a coma?

So this way is essential!

Lizong looked at the remaining scraps, thought about it, and seemed to be able to make another short-handled magic staff, he spent five magic crystals to get a deep sea ice from the counter, and forged a magic wand about forty centimeters long, although the appearance is still light brown cold wind willow, but the inside has completely changed.

In addition, the ice of the deep sea is not frozen because it is composed of the pressure of the sea at a depth of hundreds of thousands of meters, so it also makes the durability and stress of the ice magic released by this magic wand more powerful.

"Well, the thing I promised to that woman has been done. Lizong put away the magic wand for Han Xiao and muttered to himself.

After that, Lizong retouched and dissected the appearance of the two magic wands, and now, the dazzling silver light before Lizong's own magic wand has long faded, leaving only some blue-white mysterious patterns on the wand, the eagle-shaped head of the wand is more refined, and the pair of sharp eagle eyes seem to see through everything.

"Just call it, Silver Magic Staff. Lizong took a name at random, but he didn't know how many people would be afraid of the word "Silver Demon" in the future.

Soon, Lizong left to the ridicule of the other apprentices who had come to forge it, after all, no one could believe that a freshman could forge something in a day.

What would they think if they knew that it only took one night to leave the sect and forge a magic tool that had reached at least the early stage of the ground level.

Of course, none of this matters, Lizong has already returned to his "madman's tavern", in order not to attract attention, he did not conduct experiments in the forging room, after all, the gentleman is not guilty, and everyone understands the truth of his guilt.

The next day, Lizong asked Leng Yinna to rent a magic strength tester, which was an instrument made with the technology of other technological civilizations, which could measure magic attacks with a maximum strength of 10,000.

Lizong raised the silver demon in his hand, and the purple-red flames instantly gathered at the head of the staff, only to see Lizong throw out the flame, and the flame turned into a bird as if it had life, rushing towards the stake in the distance.

With a bang, the stake was blown away in an instant, and a mushroom cloud wrapped in flames and burning shards rose into the air, and when the smoke cleared, there was a shattered black stake on the ground, and purple-red flames were still burning on the ground above and around it.

If you look closely, you can see that even if there are no combustibles, the flames are still burning.

That's right, this purple flame is the effect of the "scorching" rune, a flame with an indestructible attribute, and damage from the scorching attribute.

Lizong looked at the data on the tester and nodded in satisfaction.

Mental power: 15, magic multiplier: 6.8, magic production: 102, magic strength: 231, equivalent to 0.6 times the power of a single soldier**

102 Demon Production, plus about 3 percent of the elemental affinity bonus, 5 percent of the magic bonus, and about 5 percent of the Silver Devil's bonus.

The spiritual power of the sect itself is relatively high, and the spiritual power of most people is only 6 or 5, and when it comes to the peak of the first-order enlightenment, it is at best 15 or 16 prudent power.

And the Leaving Sect has now reached 15, and if it reaches the peak of the First Order Enlightenment, then it is 18 spiritual power.

This is already very against the sky, and now the Sect Departure believes that his combat power can be compared to the peak of the second order, or even surpassed.