There has always been little sound in the uncleaned mansion of the old Wei family's uncle and nephew, but at this moment, a sword roar has passed through the thick wall of composite materials with good sound insulation, and grabbed Sima Ling's heart like a cat scratching a glass window with a burning tail. Hurriedly raising her hands and covering her ears tightly, the girl who combed a pair of dough-like mustaches ran a few steps in the direction of the basement that Wei Ye used as a test site, and before she could get close to the steps in front of the basement, the people inside had already knocked the small door of the basement open.

There was no expected thick black smoke and burnt sorcerers, only a long torch stretched out from the basement.

On the straight torch, there were flames of incandescent and scorching red, beating endlessly, wrapping the entire torch in a greatsword-like flame, although it was a flame, but it did not mess with the wind at all. The immortal warlock who held this torch, like the prophet who stole fire to mankind in ancient mythology, walked steadily step by step in front of Sima Ling.

Only when you get closer, can you see the true face of this torch, which is a peachwood magic sword wrapped in the firelight, and the overall shape has the style of a Han sword.

And those scorching red flames are the fundamental fire talisman of Dongyang Sword Zhu, "in the day before yesterday, in the back Taiyi, Lingwei Dongyang, Kan Evil Sanqi" this sixteen-character Taoist talisman, and around the sword body of the incandescent tongue, is two Taoist talismans that constantly cross and wander, the font is shaped like insects and birds, delicate and very smart, the combination of the two talismans is "Taiwei Anzhen, infinite change" eight-character mantra.

The talisman that was clinging to the sword body became more and more tame, and the light flame on the sword also converged for a few minutes, and after a few breaths, the light and flame on the sword were exhausted, leaving only the burgundy sword body with a blue purple matte finish. The original bright wood grain around the peach gold body disappeared as if it evaporated out of thin air, but it became smoother and smoother, with a reflection like a few points of high-density alloy.

With a hint of pride, holding the magic sword peach thousand gold that had finally been refined, Wei Ye returned the sword to the sheath with his backhand, and sighed with satisfaction: "It's finally done." ”

It looks like a decorative scribe sword, and the essence is a heavy sword sword tire that is chasing the plum blossom bright silver hammer to death, and this time it finally made up for the magic urn on the sword, and the sacrifice was successful.

The Kanshui True Recipe is still there, but the entry-level Shaoyang Fire Technique was replaced by the Dongyang Sword Zhu, and with this master's killing technique, he finally subdued the Kanshui True Technique, which was not obedient to the teaching, plus the two sacrificial talisman seals stripped from the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone Lock, and finally solved the weight problem that made people scratch their heads.

Wei Ye pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and with a stroke of luck in his right hand, the peach daughter left his hand, drawing a crimson arc in mid-air, and then with a "poof", this peachwood magic sword had been submerged under the blue brick road of the back house.

The paving in the back house is made of dense mud bricks, which are fired by imitating the Qin bricks, and this kind of brick is like a stone, and it is not under several famous inkstones to make inkstones. But Sima Ling took a closer look, but found that Tao Qianjin had directly penetrated several mud bricks, as if it had taken root and inserted it into the bricks, and it couldn't move a bit.

Wei Ye still approached, pinched the sword trick and swiped it on the hilt, and a talisman of "Taiwei Anzhen" appeared and disappeared on the sword body. Raising his eyebrows, Wei Ye pressed the hilt of Tao Qianjin's sword with one hand, and his wrist was lightly forced, pulling Tao Qianjin out of the ground as if he had randomly plucked a celery in the vegetable garden.

It's as if the peachwood magic sword in his hand, which doesn't look unusual, has always been such a light and fluttering wooden sword weighing less than three or four taels, and the peachwood heavy sword that pierced through the mud bricks as heavy just now is not a sword.

This is the biggest feature of this kind of magic weapon of mixed yuan ruyi stone, the weight of the change is wishful, the sacrifice is to the extreme, its weight is like a mountain, its light is like a feather, the changes are by its heart, only then can it be the word "ruyi".

Maybe after some more sacrifice, Tao Qianjin can change its name and call it the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Sword, right?

"Uncle Mixed Yuan Ruyi Sword, your level of naming is really getting worse and worse. ”

Sima Ling pursed his lips and helped Wei Ye pick up a deerskin strap with an iron buckle that had just been cleared of the trademark, just enough to hang on the equipment of the bamboo sheath. Wei Ye, who was wearing a peach and a green shirt and cloth scarf, did not look like a big Han civil servant, and this dress was placed in the past when the northern lieutenant played Strike Hard, and he must have been the target of the five-color stick.

But today's northern lieutenant should not have that idleness.

Put away the annotated "Ruyi Album Stone Kui Chapter" in his sleeve, Wei Ye shrugged, the prefix of mixed yuan Ruyi is indeed quite able to bluff people, but I have to admit that this name is indeed a bit lacking. Speaking of which, if it weren't for his bad luck, with the content in this Taoist book fragment as a foundation, Wei Ye would not have been able to crack the fundamental sacrificial talisman seal of the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone.

This seems to be a bit too coincidental at first glance, but it is not so strange when you think about it, the Astral Gate has only been in contact with the time and space where magic and immortal magic exist for a few years, and even the worst-grade magic weapons and Taoist books that are mutilated to the point of missing words and sentences are not so easy to get their hands on. On the one hand, the supply is extremely scarce, and on the other hand, the degree of product homogeneity is too high, and in such a specific environment, such a coincidence is not too rare.

However, we still have to be careful, the mixed yuan ruyi stone, which is easy to get started and easy to practice, is not really wonderful, but the murder weapon that can smash people like cakes with one shot is also a very practical talisman treasure, maybe in a few more days, this magic weapon will develop to the point that the immortal warlocks have several pieces. The immortal warlock who was killed by a bunch of big stones, such a reputation is really incompatible with Wei Ye, who is interested in developing in the direction of immortal masters.

As for the fundamental talisman of the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone Sacrifice, let's keep it first, and get the deciphered Taoist book, for that most critical point, Gan Wantang will always come to the door by himself.

After casually arguing with the little oil bottle about the taste of the name, Wei Ye opened the bamboo slip terminal and submitted a new application to the main control area of the Astral Gate:

"Immortal warlock Wei Ye, adventurer Sima Ling, applied to return to the Eastern Han Dynasty Guanghe five years, the four-minute calendar is timed at twenty-one on the evening of February 27, and I locate the astrological coordinates, canopy. ”

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"Immortal warlock Wei Ye, adventurer Sima Ling, in the Eastern Han Dynasty Guanghe five years, the four-minute calendar time February 27 at 211 and 15 p.m., applied to return to the gate of the astral boundary, and the residential area to which it belonged was located the astrological coordinates, Qingqiu. ”

"In order to ensure that the return path is always open, there are three solar days left in your next return cooldown, if you have any suggestions for our time travel, please leave a message to the mechanical intelligence customer service after the adventurer terminal sounds 'Bilibili-'. If you need to activate the intelligent simultaneous interpretation function, please pay 10 points of Causality Universal Bonds......"

"Uncle, don't pinch the terminal too hard, you can't break it. ”

"Well, that's right. Wei Ye raised his eyebrows, sat down against the door, and looked at the few yacha holding five-color sticks not far from the shrine.

As soon as I returned to the shrine, as soon as I opened the door, I saw these black-skinned dogs coming up, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Wei has come back from 'above'?" Recently, there has been a lot of chaos in Luoyang City, and we have been ordered to enforce a curfew, so I'm sorry. ”

There is a deep meaning in this statement, which is not unknown to fellow villagers.

The special members of the Northern Lieutenant rarely manage chores such as curfew patrols, and in fact these people really don't look like officials, scattered around the shrine, and almost write the words "spy on suspects" on their faces. However, the suspects under surveillance were too calm, and the owner of the house just glanced around in displeasure, then closed the door and did not come out, as if he had relented.

It's just "like".

As soon as the door was closed, Wei Ye walked to the side of the small table in three steps and two steps, spread out the bamboo slip terminal, opened the setting bar, and then took out the commonly used multi-function scanning pen from his sleeve, switched from data scanning mode to camera mode, and connected the accessory binding function of the terminal. After fiddling with it a few times, Wei Ye grabbed his hair and sighed: "Fortunately, the camera of this old man's scanning pen can still be used, and there is no big problem with data transmission, it is really a good home." ”

Sima Ling, who was extremely sensitive to some things, had taken a step back vigilantly: "First of all, uncle, I am an unarmed pacifist, and I am not a journalism graduate, so don't ask me to be a war correspondent, and I don't have a press card issued by the Star Gate." ”

"Well, if we don't open a newspaper, what kind of war correspondent are we?" Wei Ye waved his hand like a leader and replied solemnly, "Strictly speaking, you should be regarded as a civilian military intelligence observer." The matter of intelligence reconnaissance, or please. ”

"So you recommended me to choose the body of the Golden Spirit Monster or it was premeditated, right?"

Muttering and taking the multi-functional scanning pen handed over by Wei Ye and holding it in his mouth, Sima Ling turned around, and a cloud of white mist exploded on his side.

Before the mist cleared, a cat that looked clumsy like a ball gave Wei Ye a cat punch on the forehead, and jumped out of the window as if he had stepped on the fairy sorcerer's headscarf as if in revenge.

Pulling the cloth towel aside without care, Wei Ye glanced through the crack in the window at the northern lieutenants who were unaware of what was happening in the old shrine, and said in a low voice: "Follow the big army, no matter what they want to do, the big gun mansion can't pretend not to see." ”

"Got it, it's noisy. He replied vaguely, and then swept the ends of Wei Ye's forehead that were trampled by himself with his tail, Sima Ling made a tiger pounce posture, and jumped down from the window with a plop.