Wang An poured his own energy into this cutting spear, strengthening his body and shining brightly.
flame?
Wang An felt that the energy attribute in the gun body should be fire, so he decisively changed the attribute of his own Qi. As the Qi continued to be poured in, the side of the gun turned red and trembled slightly.
With a roar, a stream of flames spurted out from the head of the gun and fell on the stone nearby, instantly scorching the stone black. Wang An stopped infusing the Qi, and the flame disappeared immediately.
"Yes, where is the other half?" Wang An nodded.
"Looking for it," said the handsome young man.
"Leave this magic weapon with me for now. If you find the other half, please bring it with you."
"Yes sir."
"This is the treasure he wanted." The two of them thought to themselves.
"Where's that friend of yours?"
"In a nearby county."
"You can bring him here."
"Please sir, wait a moment."
After hearing this, the two people hurriedly left. About an hour and a half later, a car slowly drove into the mountain village. The two people who had just left came back. In addition, they brought back another person, a skinny man.
The aura about this person is very strange!
Wang An looked at the person in front of him. There were obvious things on this person that hindered the flow of the body.
Chest, abdomen, limbs, neck.
"Very strange energy."
Wang An grabbed the man's arm, and his entire arm turned blue. There was an obvious blue-black mark on the forearm near the elbow, which was about the size of a fifty-cent coin.
Feeling the energy intruding into his body. This energy was like nails hammered into his body.
"The energy is very strong, almost substantive."
Wang An raised his hand and soaked his true energy into it. The Wuji true energy immediately began to erode and wear away the energy after touching it. Soon, the first energy was dissolved.
The unconscious man moved his fingers.
"Did you see it? His fingers moved!" The handsome man said in surprise when he saw this.
"That's just a subconscious reaction." Wang An said calmly.
The energy in the arms, legs, internal organs, and every energy was dissolved by Wang An's Wuji Qi. It was as simple as pouring hot water on snow.
Ah, the unconscious man opened his mouth and took a long breath. A turbid breath visible to the naked eye spurted out from his mouth, exuding a disgusting fishy smell, as if a piece of meat had been rotten for a long time.
His eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes with difficulty. His lips moved, but no sound came out.
"The so-called curse on him has been lifted, but his health is very poor and has been damaged to the core. He needs to cultivate himself well," Wang And said.
The man in front of him was indeed seriously injured, even to the very foundation. Even if we helped him remove the energy nailed to his body, he wouldn't be able to survive for long.
"Thank you sir."
The two men took the man, who had already opened his eyes, into an ambulance waiting not far away.
"It's unbelievable that he can actually wake him up!" Beard said in surprise.
"Go to the hospital first."
The car started and left the mountain village.
"A severed gun, is it an antique?" Li Xinzhu said, looking at the severed gun in Wang An's hand.
"It's an antique, not an ordinary antique. This is a magic weapon. Do you want to try it?" Wang An handed the broken gun in his hand to Li Xinzhu.
"Try, how to try, I don't know how to shoot?"
"Pour your energy into it."
"Huh?" Li Xinzhu was slightly startled after hearing this. He reached out to take the broken gun from Wang An's hand, held it in his hand, and then tried to inject true energy into it. Gradually, the gun body began to emit light.
"How is this going?"
"Don't be nervous, continue." Wang And said.
As Li Xinzhu continued to inject Qi, traces of flames floated out from the tip of the gun, which was naturally incomparable to the flames sprayed by Wang An.
"Not bad." Wang An nodded.
"Is this good enough?"
"This is already better than 99.99% of the people in this world." Wang And said.
Back in the house, Wang An drew the runes carved on the gun.
These weapons and magic weapons are difficult to cast and require very high skills. First of all, the materials are very special and require special metals.
If Wang An's guess is correct, the special metal used to create the magic weapon should have a certain connection with the sacred stone, perhaps it was extracted from mineral deposits very close to the sacred stone.
Secondly, the runes above are very special. They are a bridge, a bridge between the user and the internal energy of the magic weapon. In addition, it may have other uses.
Wang An himself was not very interested in things like refining magic weapons. He just wanted to find some inspiration from it, inspiration that could promote his own practice.
Alchemy, weapon refining, and spiritual practice are connected in some aspects.
Thinking, trying, and accumulating are not simple repetitions.
Time soon came to winter again. The strange thing is that this winter is not very cold, it is much warmer than in previous years.
"The weather this year is a bit strange. It rains a lot in summer, but it's very warm in winter," Li Xinzhu said.
"It's a little strange. This may just be the beginning." Wang An said softly, looking at the sky.
The relatively warm weather did not last long, and the temperature dropped sharply. It turned freezing overnight, and the howling north wind felt like a knife cutting on the face.
The north wind came, followed by heavy snow, which lasted for four days and four nights, leaving a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth.
In the small mountain village, four elderly people left one after another in less than seven days.
The weather is cold, and the elderly are already in poor health. Once they fall ill, they may never get up again. This also makes Wang An a little worried about the two elderly people.
I just heard that an old man in the village had left. Wang An's grandfather had to go and see him. He said that they were all from the village and had lived together for decades. They could not be seen when they looked up and looked down. When someone left, they had to give him a gift.
Whenever the old man goes out, Wang An will accompany him.
After leaving the gate, the north wind blew in. Wang An's zhenqi opened up and blocked the wind and snow. Within two steps of his body, there was no wind or snow.
"This man may be gone as he gets older!" the old man sighed.
"You don't necessarily have to be old. Some young people just say no." Wang An said with a smile after hearing this.
Alas, the old man sighed.
During dinner in the evening, Wang An cooked some vegetables, stewed a pot of hot soup, drank a small glass of wine with the old man, and chatted for a while. The old man felt a little better.
After dinner, Wang An chatted with the two old men for a while and gave them a massage before returning to his room. In another room, the two old men were chatting in a low voice.
"Lao Lin, Mao Tang, and Lao Fang are all gone, and we are all in our nineties."
"It's worth living to such an old age. I'm just worried about Xiao An. He's always alone. Alas!" Wang An's grandmother sighed.
"Perhaps I didn't meet someone I liked. He has been with me when I went out for the past two days. As long as he is by my side, I don't feel the cold. The north wind outside seems to be blocked by something.
It’s as if Xiao An’s abilities are extraordinary!”
"Isn't it boxing and kicking?"
"Fisting and kicking skills can't be practiced to that extent."
"Xiao An won't tell, and we won't ask, so just pretend we don't know. The more capable he is, the better. Well, it's just that the more capable he is, the harder it will be to find a wife!" What the old man can't forget is Wang An's life events.
Hearing the conversation between the two old men, Wang An smiled and shook his head.