Ma Xiaoming will only take Jindan when he has the opportunity now, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to swallow it in his stomach and not digest it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's hard. "Ouyeel Tianguan feels a little headache, if you cast a divine soldier, you must at least melt the raw materials, you can't melt it, and the casting can't be carried out at all!

Ouyeel Tianguan looked at the two divine weapons in the iron furnace, and felt that his head was about to explode, no matter how hard he tried to meditate, he couldn't find a solution to the problem.

A bolt of lightning slashed through Ma Xiaoming's mind, and he suddenly thought of the origin of his Zhan Lu sword.

In the Datang world, this ordinary bronze sword exchanged from space follows him to the rivers and lakes!

In the world of wind and clouds, this ordinary bronze sword is famous all over the world with himself!

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The previous pictures flashed in front of Ma Xiaoming's eyes one by one, and finally froze to a scene in the world of wind and clouds - the day of the sword festival of Proud Sword Villa!

On that day, a peerless sword was born!

Its true yuan was poured into the Zhan Lu Sword by Ma Xiaoming, and the Zhan Lu Sword was promoted from an ordinary bronze sword to a divine weapon with great potential!

The true element of the peerless sword comes from one of the four divine stones left by Nuwa to mend the heavens - Hei Han.

The Sword Worship Villa was just a group of mortal swordsmiths, how could they have the ability to melt the remaining divine stone Heihan that Nuwa had mended the heavens? The so-called peerless good sword was just the essence that they had spent dozens or even hundreds of years training from the black cold.

In other words, they were not able to melt the black cold at the beginning, which gave Ma Xiaoming a great inspiration, he didn't need to melt the Nine Turns Golden Pill at all!

"Ouyee Tianguan, I have thought of a way, you can help me watch it from the side. Ma Xiaoming was very excited, and his tone of voice was inevitably a little rude.

Ouyeel Tianguan didn't mind, but was very curious, he, a professional who has been smelting metals for hundreds of years, couldn't think of a way, what way could Ma Xiaoming, a complete novice, think of?

However, there is no before and after learning, the master is the first, he doesn't have the heart to watch Ma Xiaoming's good show, he just hopes that Ma Xiaoming really comes up with some methods, and he can use it in the future.

Ma Xiaoming took the Zhan Lu sword back, and began to pray silently in his heart: "Zhan Lu, Zhan Lu, if you can hear me, respond to me quickly!"

A large amount of Life Immortal Yuan was injected into the body of the Zhan Lu Sword, and the Zhan Lu Sword suddenly flashed with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the entire casting room white.

Ma Xiaoming's body was running the Wuji True Sutra, and the aura from the outside world continued to pour into his body, continuously generating life immortal yuan, and the life immortal yuan was continuously injected into Zhan Lu's sword body again.

The power exuded by the Zhan Lu sword became heavier and heavier, and even the surface of the sword began to appear Immortal Dao patterns, exuding a mysterious immortal rhythm.

It's a pity that the immortal pattern in this is only temporary, and after the life immortal yuan is dispersed, the immortal pattern no longer exists.

"No wonder everyone said that Ma Tianjiang was about to reach the Earth Immortal Extreme Realm...... Ouye Tianguan, who was shocked by the might of Zhan Lu's sword, sighed in his heart, "...... With such a powerful force, I am afraid that except for the hall master of our Wuhua Palace, who can make a draw with him, others are afraid that they will not be able to help him. ”

Finally, the Life Immortal Yuan that Zhan Lu Jian could withstand had reached a limit, and the Immortal Dao Pattern even had a tendency to form an Immortal Array, but Ma Xiaoming controlled it so that it did not reach this step.

Because, as an A+-level divine soldier, Zhan Lu Jian could not withstand the power of the immortal array at all, and once the immortal array was formed, it would be the time when the sword was destroyed.

"Zhan Lu!" Ma Xiaoming roared angrily, his hands maintaining the current state of saturation of Zhan Lu's sword with life immortals, but his mind sank into the sword body.

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In a vast and boundless white space, there is only a white mist all around, and the white mist is faintly cold, and Ma Xiaoming is constantly looking for it.

"Zhan Lu, Zhan Lu!" Ma Xiaoming began to shout as he ran forward.

His mind is now in the body of the Zhan Lu Sword, looking for the true element of the peerless good sword, no, to be precise, it should be the true element of the Zhan Lu Sword.

However, Ma Xiaoming searched for a long time and didn't find it, so he had no choice but to keep looking and keep looking, the cold around him was constantly eroding his mind, and he felt that he was about to be frozen.

"Zhan Lu...... Where are you?" Ma Xiaoming continued to shout, but unfortunately no one answered him.

Finally, Ma Xiaoming felt that his mind was about to freeze, he sighed, and couldn't help but begin to wonder if the true yuan of the Zhan Lu Sword had been completely integrated into the sword body, so he couldn't show up.

"Forget it, let's find another way!" Ma Xiaoming made a decision, if he didn't go back, with the cold here, he was afraid that his mind would be damaged.

He patted the frost that had formed on his "body" and was about to leave.

"You, who are you?" a thin voice suddenly came.

Ma Xiaoming was pleasantly surprised, could it be the true essence of the Zhan Lu Sword? He looked towards the source of the sound, and walked for a while before he found a place where the frost was particularly thin.

At this time, a doll of two or three years old was sitting on a boxy black stone looking at him, and her dark eyes were full of curiosity.

The little doll wears a small white robe, with sparse yellow hair, and looks like a little scholar.

Uh, not only did he find the true essence of the Zhan Lu Sword, but also the sword spirit appeared? Ma Xiaoming felt a little incredulous.

Because the Zhan Lu Sword is only A+ grade, Ma Xiaoming did not expect it to produce a sword spirit, but just hoped to find the true element of the sword, and he believed that the Zhan Lu Sword would follow him like this, so he would have a little consciousness.

The sword intent is the will of the people, and the two sides should be able to communicate a little, and to Ma Xiaoming's surprise, the sword spirit has been born in the sword!

You must know that this is at least a S level or above divine soldier who can give birth to a machine spirit!

"My name is Ma Xiaoming, your master!" Ma Xiaoming just wanted to step forward and touch his head, but an accident happened.

"What do you want to do? Stop me. The little doll suddenly looked at him vigilantly, "You are not my master, I have a master, and you still want to lie to me, hum!"

The little doll had an expression of "I saw through your tricks, I'm very good", but the expression on Ma Xiaoming's face was a little embarrassed.

"I'm your master!" Ma Xiaoming explained.

Of course, he is the owner of Zhan Lu Jian, and Zhan Lu Jian has been with him for many years, and he has not changed the sword body in the middle......

Wait a minute, Ma Xiaoming suddenly remembered, could it be that the Zhan Lu Sword and the monkey's black iron rod were damaged in that fight, which caused the sword spirit's memory to have problems?

Damn, dead monkey, it's all your fault, now Lao Tzu's sword doesn't recognize me!

Ma Xiaoming's face softened even more, and he whispered to Xiaowa: "Think about it carefully, look at me, aren't I your master?"

Who knew that the little doll didn't eat this set at all, and her face was full of anger.

"Nonsense, you look so ugly, how can you be my master!" (To be continued.) )