There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year, in the blink of an eye, it has been half a year since the last time Zhu Guo was difficult, and during half a year, Shi Yi devoted himself to cultivation every day, and finally turned all Zhu Guo's spiritual power into his own use, and broke through the Xuanji acupuncture points in one go, and the progress of cultivation gradually slowed down.

And the big head also refined all the spiritual power into demon power, and his body became stronger and stronger, but because the demon clan learned the martial arts of the human race, he couldn't exert all his strength, and he was abused by Shi Yi every time he practiced.

At the end of the year, Xuanwu Mountain ushered in the first snow of the year, and it was three days at a time, and the white snow was like a huge blanket, covering Xuanwu Mountain, shining with cold silver light. Heavy snow closed the mountain, Ma Lao absolutely forbade the two to enter the mountain, in the past the two will definitely find various reasons, sneaking up the mountain to catch game, because at this time the small animals are the most sluggish, every time they can return with a full load.

This time, with the lesson of the last time, the two of them were rarely obedient, and they either practiced or helped take care of the business every day, which made Ma Lao very pleased, and sighed that the children could be taught.

On this day, in the open space outside the inn, Shi Yi was dressed in cotton clothes and stood opposite to the big head, the big head was still a thin summer coat, revealing one arm, since learning the demon clan exercises, the big head's body has become stronger and stronger, which has aroused Shi Yi's envy.

Ma Lao gave an order, "start", and the two of them clasped their fists at the same time and saluted, and put on a posture. "Big head, be careful, I won't show mercy. Shi Yi exerted his strength with his feet, stretched his palms forward, and flew like a big bird to pounce on the big head, and the big head flashed with a burst of blue light under his feet and retreated backwards. Shi Yi landed in the air, but he didn't stop, his hands supported the ground hard, the person turned upward, shouted "split the empty palm", and gathered the spiritual power in his palms, the big head saw that he couldn't dodge, his feet were separated to stabilize the retreat, his hands and Shi Yi were fiercely together, the grinning palm wind shook the cheek muscles of the two, and at the contact of the palms, a burst of blue light flashed, and they each retreated backwards, Shi Yi took five steps, and the big head took four steps to stabilize his body.

It seems that he is going to suffer a loss, Shi Yi thought about it, took a swift step, and leaned towards the big head again, the big head saw Shi Yi approaching, and was in harmony with his mind, seeing the opportunity to put his hands together and raise his fist high, his heart said "Tiger Strike", the yellow light on the fist shone brightly, and smashed down, Shi Yi felt that the air above had become heavy, and his left foot kicked the ground, a sharp turn, and dodged the big head's fist. At the same time, he kept circling around the big head, and kept hitting the big head in the gaps, the big head was already strong, not good at speed, and Shi Yi was a little worse in martial arts, and he was beaten so dizzy that he couldn't catch Shi Yi at all, and he hated and was anxious.

After a while, Shi Yi gradually felt that his spiritual power was exhausted, every time he hit the big head, the fist hurt as if it was hitting a stone, the body of the big head was really good, he secretly praised it, and jumped behind him. The big head was beaten for a while, and when he saw Shi Yi jumping away, he had a good opportunity, clenched his fists with both hands and waist, and transported the demonic power of his whole body, which radiated from his chest, and after the demonic power left his body, it condensed into a silver dragon in the air, roaring like Shi Yi chasing after him.

Seeing this situation in the air, Shi Yi was secretly surprised, there was no way out, so he had to scatter his spiritual power all over his body, and suddenly a layer of golden light shrouded him, and the demonic silver dragon also arrived, and slammed into the golden cover, Shi Yi felt a churning in his body, and used his strength to stabilize the cover. The silver dragon and the golden cover confronted each other for a while, each dissipated, and Shi Yi also fell to the ground without spiritual power, on the other hand, the big head on the opposite side was gasping for breath, obviously he also had no strength to continue fighting.

Ma Lao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was still smoking a dry cigarette leisurely, but when he saw the big-headed demon power turning into a dragon and Shi Yi's spiritual power turning into a cover, he was so shocked that he forgot to smoke and stood on the spot. These two martial arts are both high-level martial arts in the foundation building realm, and generally only monks who have built a perfect foundation can comprehend and display them, and these two boys are at best only foundation building intermediaries, they have begun to take shape, and what they lack is only deeper spiritual support, and they have only demonstrated it two or three times, and they have not taught deeply, and they are talented, talented!

After resting for a moment and relieving his breath, Shi Yi punched his big head in the chest, "Good guy, I almost hit your way, tell me quickly, when did you learn Long Xian?" The big head scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly, and pointed to the place where he was hit by Shi Yi just now, and took off his clothes to show Shi Yi his back, "Okay, you have rough skin and thick flesh, this bruise is good to sleep at night" Shi Yi disagreed. The two exchanged their combat experience just now for a while before walking to Ma Lao and listening to his grandfather's comments.

Seeing the two of them coming, Ma Lao put away his smile, turned up his pipe, and knocked on the big head, "Stupid, Shi Yi was circling around you just now, you chased him like a fool, can you catch up with his speed?" You should calm down, keep an eye on one place, and look for a chance to catch him!"

Hearing this, the big head nodded, and suddenly realized. Shi Yi saw that the big head was beaten, and was secretly snickering, and was caught by Ma Lao, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Are you still proud? You don't know how to evaluate the form, and you have a hard time with the big head? Are you the opponent of the big head with this small body? If the big head is smarter and doesn't give you a chance to withdraw, you won't even have the qualifications to escape!", Shi Yi's face was like a frosted eggplant, and he drooped down.

Ma Lao saw that the two of them were immersed in savoring what they said, and said again, "However, Long Xian and the golden bell jar just now are good, very good." With that, he turned and left. Shi Yi and Datou looked at each other dumbly, grandpa, what's the matter, it was even more difficult to get a compliment from him before, today I said two in a row, could it be that I just performed really well, well, it must be like this! The two immediately laughed and chased after them.

Ma Lao led the two of them around the inn and walked to the redwood forest behind, and ordered the two of them to cut off each of them, cut off the branches, and made two three-foot-long and smooth wooden swords. "You two, stay here today, don't do anything, take two wooden swords, and feel it carefully" Throwing down this sentence, Ma Lao walked away.

Shi Yi and Datou were confused, what did they feel? What did Mu Jian feel about? But since Grandpa had spoken, he had a reason. The two of them found a flat stone, sat cross-legged, put their palms on their legs, and held the wooden sword in their hands. The cold winter wind blew from the woods, cutting through the skin of the two teenagers, but it could not move them in the slightest.

After trying several methods, I really can't figure out how to feel the wooden sword, do you want to try the spiritual power? Shi Yi thought in his heart, ran his spiritual power, and stroked the wooden sword through the palm of his hand, as soon as he touched the wooden sword, there was a feeling of resistance, and at the same time, a pattern appeared in his mind, like his own spiritual veins, extending in all directions.

Trying to control the spiritual power to extend forward along the lines of the wooden sword, Shi Yi could clearly feel that wherever the spiritual power walked, it was like becoming a part of his own body, under his own control. I was secretly happy in my heart, it seemed that the method was right, and I was more attentive. After a long time, darkness covered the earth, and the two people in the redwood forest were still sitting upright, only the wooden sword in front of them was faintly shining, reflecting on the white snow everywhere, which was even more mysterious.

Finally, the spiritual power finished the entire wooden sword pattern, Shi Yi felt that this wooden sword was like his left and right hands, and silently recited "up" in his heart, the wooden sword immediately stood upright, stood in his hand, "poured", the wooden sword fell down, "big", the wooden sword suddenly swelled more than twice as much, haha, Shi Yi stood up, took the wooden sword, and slashed around, with the blessing of spiritual power, the wooden sword became extremely sharp, and suddenly stopped and cut off a bowl of thick mahogany.

At this time, the big head also opened his eyes, his face was full of joy, and he also grasped his grandfather's intentions. Shi Yi danced happily and shouted, "Go!", the wooden sword in his hand was thrown diagonally upward, and the wooden sword left his hand, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground. "Your spiritual power is not strong enough, and you can't do it yet" Ma Lao walked over, and the two hurriedly jumped off the stone, "I let you feel the wooden sword, it seems that you have gained, this is spiritual power nourishment." The wooden sword has been refined by your spiritual power and has become a weapon in your hands, that is, a spiritual weapon. ”

Ma Lao paused for a moment and continued, "Monks can use spiritual power to refine any material to become their own spiritual weapon, spiritual weapons are divided into heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, and Qing from the highest to the fifth order, the more advanced the spiritual weapon, the more difficult it is to refine, of course, the greater the power after refining." Wood is only the simplest material, so you can refine it in half a day. The spiritual weapon can follow the owner's wishes, as big as it is small, but there is also a limit, and a powerful spiritual weapon can be transformed into the size of a mountain!"

A mountain? The big head opened his mouth wide in surprise, then don't talk about spiritual power, even if you smash it, you can kill people. Shi Yi thought of his grandfather's words just now, "Then what is the Void Weapon?" "A powerful monk, even if the spirit weapon is taken off, it can be controlled at will, the deeper the cultivation, the farther the distance, the greater the power, and when you break through the late stage of the Spirit Void, you can use the Void Weapon" The two of them looked forward to the future again, the Aerial Weapon, doesn't it mean that you can take someone's head from a hundred meters away if you stand still, tsk.

The big head looked at the wooden sword in his hand, and after a gesture, Ma Lao glanced at him and said, "To make a powerful spiritual weapon, you need very precious materials, which are often hard to find. There are some monks who can't go further in spiritual power, find another way, and concentrate on the creation of spiritual weapons, and are called refiners. Because powerful spiritual weapons can greatly increase the combat effectiveness of monks, and these refiners who can create high-level spiritual weapons are even rarer, and they are often recited and respected by tens of thousands of people. There are also some refiners on the continent who have gathered together to form a force, which cannot be underestimated. ”

Shi Yi thought of the "Demon Suppression" in the room again, because the big head was a demon clan, and now it has been renamed "Demon Suppression", and asked, "Grandpa, what grade of spiritual weapon is Lin Zhentian's Demon Suppression?" "That is just an accessory for the monks of the Empty Netherworld, the material is average, and it belongs to the Yellow Order, but in the eyes of ordinary monks, it is already the best." "Then when will I be able to refine it?"

"If you want to refine your master's spiritual weapon, you must ensure that your own realm is higher than his, otherwise you will be counterattacked, so now he is just a sharp sword for you, and it can't be called a spiritual weapon" A basin of cold water was poured on Shi Yi's head, and he originally wanted to play majestic with the demon suppression. After Grandpa's detailed explanation, the two of them have a full understanding of spiritual weapons, and at the same time they are working harder in practice, looking forward to being able to have their own powerful spiritual weapons as soon as possible.