Chapter 183 Ancient Forging Holy Wind Spirit Son (1)
In the weapons pavilion of the ancient Nine-Star Dou Emperor's residence, no weapon was found that was better than what everyone else had. Xiao Zhan, Nan Erming, Zi Ying, Long Yi and Qing Muer were not paying attention to the weapons.
The weapons on the rack were put into the ring one after another, and suddenly the storm was heard shouting: 'Look!"
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, and saw Feng Feng holding up a black weapon. It could be said to be a sword, but it was broken, and the handle was directly connected to the sword body. There was no guard, and it looked more like a ruler;
Call it a ruler, and it has a sword blade. The most unsightly thing is that it is rusty. No matter how hard the storm looks, there is no reason to hold it and show it to everyone.
Xiao Zhan couldn't help but sneered: "Storm, is something like this worthy of your attention? Are you crazy about treasures?"
Nan Erming echoed: "This is obviously a piece of junk. You can tell by looking at the rust on it."
Storm blushed and whispered: "I accidentally kicked it just now and felt a very weak wave, so I picked it up and looked at it."
‘Oh?’ Everyone became a little interested, ‘Did you find out anything?”
'No.' The storm became quieter.
Everyone burst into laughter. Feng Feng suddenly felt embarrassed and was about to throw the trash out. Xiao Yan came over and said, 'Feng Feng, pour your fighting spirit into it and go in and take a look.'
‘Huh?’ Feng Feng and everyone looked at Xiao Yan with surprise in their eyes. Could it be that Xiao Yan saw something extraordinary about it?
Xiao Yan shook his head with a smile and said to Feng Feng: 'I'm not a blacksmith master, how can I tell anything? I just think that since you just felt something, you might as well give it a try. If it's really a waste, just throw it away."
‘Okay, listen to Mr. Xiao. Give it a try.’ Feng Feng took a deep breath and poured fighting energy into the sword.
‘Qiang!’ A crisp sword cry sounded, and a green glow spread out from the black sword body. A lot of rust stains fell off, revealing a small section of the slightly transparent sword blade.
Everyone's eyes froze. Feng Feng felt happy in his heart and used all his strength to inject fighting energy into it.
With the continuous blessing of fighting spirit, more and more green clouds flowed on the sword. The rust was gone, and the whole sword looked dazzling under the flowing green clouds. The storm was overjoyed, and he swung forward at will. Immediately there was a line of light cyan.
The sword light shot out from the broken blade, passing over a heavy axe, splitting the several-inch-thick ax head into two parts like cutting tofu, and the cut was smooth and discernible.
‘This… what kind of waste is this? It’s simply an artifact!”
‘Damn it, I made a mistake! It’s so embarrassing!”
Everyone looked at the ax and were stunned. Xiao Zhan and Nan Erming had inspected the ax together before. It was made of thousands of years of cold iron and was extremely hard. It was the top grade among these weapons, but it was
It is vulnerable to the sword energy of this broken sword. You can imagine how sharp this broken sword is.
Xiao Yan didn't expect that his casual suggestion would reveal the true identity of the broken sword. After calming down, he said: "Storm, calm down your fighting spirit, let us take a look at this sword."
'Um."
As soon as the fighting spirit of the storm subsided, the green clouds flowing on the sword quietly dispersed. The broken sword glowed with a faint cyan color and appeared in front of everyone as faintly and translucently as crystal. It was so beautiful that it was intoxicating. If it hadn't been broken in half, it would definitely be regarded as...
Perfect.
Feng Feng stroked the Broken Sword with his fingers, watching it with all his heart, and then tapped it with a snap of his fingers. The Broken Sword made a clear trembling sound, and at the same time, an aura of long-lasting vicissitudes was diffused. The next moment, a surprising scene appeared - Broken Sword
The green clouds were rising slowly, and in the green clouds there were rows of small silvery-white characters, twisting and twisting, but clearly legible. Feng Feng read it out softly: 'This sword was collected with the essence of Fenghuan Ice Stone by me, and it was made with my own blood.
It has been nourished for thousands of years and cast with all the effort.
'Unfortunately, everything is difficult to perfect, and perfection is easy to be punished by God. On the day when the sword was completed, it was chopped by a giant sword condensed by thunder from the sky, so it became a broken sword. This is one of the regrets of my life.
'But this sword is still a peerless sword. If the wind attribute Dou Di gets it, it will be even more unstoppable.
‘I hope that future generations who get this sword will not let it get dusty, I am very pleased.
"Forging Saint Feng Lingziliu."
The green clouds gradually dissipated, and the small characters disappeared. The storm sighed: "It turned out to be a sword forged by the Forging Saint, no wonder it is so extraordinary!"
Xiao Zhan regretfully complained: "It's true that Feng Lingzi is a forging saint. His level of forging must be unfathomable. Why can't this sword be made less perfect and leave some unimportant parts on purpose?"
Small flaws, such as a slight crack in the handle of a sword, wouldn't it be a punishment from heaven? Really!"
Everyone was stunned for Xiao Zhan's bizarre idea, but when you think about it, it actually makes sense. Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and said: "When we reach the realm of sainthood, the idea is not something we can understand now. I think, if
One day I became a ninth-grade alchemist, standing at the pinnacle of alchemy. I had to refine a ninth-grade elixir that could defy the heavens. The first-grade elixir would not create divine punishment, while the second-grade pill would create divine punishment but would have a considerable impact.
There is only a small chance that the three-marked one will survive. I will probably still try my best to refine the three-marked one. This cannot be explained clearly in words. Seeing Xiao Zhan and everyone seemed to understand something, Xiao Yan
Changing the topic, he said to Feng Feng, "Feng Feng, you can get this divine sword because of your fate with this sword. As the senior Feng Lingzi said, if you can make this sword shine, it will be his greatest success."
The comfort.' At this point, Xiao Yan's eyes showed a hint of embarrassment for Feng Feng, 'It's just that you have always used a staff and never practiced a sword..."
After everyone heard the words, they all looked at the storm. Yes, they have used the staff for tens of thousands of years, and they have already become accustomed to it. They have also become accustomed to the fighting method of using the staff. If you abandon the staff to practice swordsmanship, it will be like starting from scratch. This does not mean changing.
Just change it; but this broken sword is a rare divine sword, and it matches the wind attribute of the storm. After it is mastered, the combat power of the storm will be qualitatively improved. This choice is indeed difficult.
Feng Feng was silent for a moment, raised his head and let out a breath, then said: "The staff is a side weapon. Generally speaking, because people are not too familiar with side weapons, using side weapons will be somewhat advantageous in battle. At the beginning, I chose
This is the psychology of using a stick as a weapon. But as the level increases, the disadvantages of the stick become apparent. First, there are very few fighting skills for stick weapons, and even fewer high-level ones; second, the stick is only suitable for
When attacking from a distance, once an enemy gets close to me, such as an opponent like Ziying, it will be difficult for me to deal with it, and my life may even be in danger. Therefore, this broken sword is an opportunity for me."
Changing weapons after reaching six stars is not a trivial matter. Xiao Yan asked again: 'So, you have decided?"
'It's decided.' Feng Feng nodded, with a determined look in his eyes, 'The opportunity is there, you have to try it before you accept it.' Then he said humbly, 'I'm afraid I'm not good at practicing swordsmanship, and I won't be able to reach that level by then.
How can I have the face to see you?"
'Tch!' Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes, 'It's the Chaos Yellow Grass, the Land of Extreme Wind, the Origin of Wind Spiritual Stone, and now this peerless broken sword with wind attributes, all of which make me wonder if this is
God has specially arranged it for you, if it doesn't work out, I won't believe it even if you kill me!"
'I don't believe it either.' Nan Erming shook his head and agreed, 'There are many sword fighting skills. When I go back, I will help you get a high-level fighting skill that is suitable for this broken sword. In a short time, you will become a sword wielder.
He’s a master.”
Speaking of fighting skills, Xiao Yan thought for a while and said: 'Let's do this, after we go out, we will let Zhen Ni hold a fighting skills auction."
'Maybe not.' Ziying's eyes turned like clear glass, and he looked at the storm and said half jokingly and half expectantly, 'This place seems to be a place of opportunity for the storm. Maybe the ancient Nine-Star Dou Emperor will stay here.
What about advanced fighting skills with swords? Do you think so?"
'Hey, don't tell me, it's not impossible. In the past, medicinal herbs were used in the refining pharmacy, but now they are weapons. After all, they should have fighting skills, right?' Qing Muer's face immediately showed a bright red color due to excitement.
Pointing to the passage on the right side of the main hall, he said, 'We haven't looked over there yet."
'Walk!"
Xiao Yan's eyes were burning, and he almost ran away with everyone.
After stepping on the fork on the right, it was not until the end of the road that I finally saw the three characters 'Douji Palace' shining brightly on a closed door. Everyone burst into cheers and excitedly pushed open the heavy door.
, stepped in.
The room is not big, so it seems that it shouldn't be called a 'fighting skill hall', but a 'fighting skill room' is more appropriate. There are a row of bookshelves displayed around the wall. I don't know what kind of material they are made of. They are crystal clear and emit a soft brilliance that shines throughout.
The room was bright.
But as everyone checked them out one by one, everyone's excitement gradually subsided. There were many fighting skills books on the bookshelf, but they were all from below the world level, which greatly disappointed everyone.
Only a jade box placed on the bookshelf in front of the room was left unread. Xiao Zhan took the jade box off the bookshelf with both hands, licked his lips, and murmured: 'This is the last hope...' and then anxiously
Open the lid of the jade box.
Two rows of prominent characters finally made everyone smile - 'Powerful hammer. World-class primary fighting skill.' (To be continued!