The speed was so fast and the momentum was so strong. However, when the little sword hit the cliff, it only made a slight sound: "ding", and then the little sword flew back with a whoosh!
To be honest, a first-level magic weapon does not have the function of automatically flying back, but it just came back.
This made the people who came to test the sword say wow, but after the wow, they were disappointed.
"That's it? It shouldn't be. What's the use of going out and coming back again?"
"That's sloppy! I wonder if I can still return it?"
A dozen other people who also bought the small sword also regretted it, but they couldn't really return it!
This was practiced by my junior uncle, so I should keep it as a souvenir.
"Let's go, let's go back and practice. After all, weapons are external forces, and you have to use your own strength to improve them."
As the man spoke, he threw up the sword in his hand and caught it again. Thinking that the sword could fly out and back again, he shot the sword towards the tree on one side, then opened his hand and waited for the sword to come back.
Fly back.
However, the little sword did not touch the cliff like before and then fly back gently. Instead, it directly penetrated the tree! The most important thing is that after the little sword flew by, a person appeared on the tree.
The small sword flew a long way through the big hole before flying back. The disciple who caught the sword felt that the sword was a little hot. When he looked at the tree hole again, he realized that the surface of the tree hole was completely black!
"Oh my god, this, this sword is of fire attribute, and it actually burned a hole in the tree!"
The first disciple to try the sword:...Then what happened to his sword?
"Hurry up and try the swords in your hands. The properties of these swords are different."
So, on the platform in the back mountain, small swords flew together, and surprises kept coming, "Hahaha, I can freeze my opponent into ice!"
"I am also of ice nature!"
"My sword contains the power of thunder and lightning!"
"My sword is of wood type!"
The first disciple to try the sword: So, his sword must not be a waste. So, what kind of sword is it?
He gritted his teeth and flew up the cliff with his natal sword to check.
Someone asked at the bottom, "Er Gou, what did you see? Isn't it that the place where the sword attacked has turned into rubbish?"
Two dogs on the cliff:......
It was close to noon at this time, and the platform was some distance away from the cliff. The sun was shining directly on the cliff, which was a bit dazzling, so he couldn't see clearly when he was below. It was only then that he discovered that the place where the small sword had just attacked was now.
It has turned golden.
He also touched and dug with his hands, which turned the cliff into gold. However, the depth was limited, at most ten centimeters thick, covering an area as large as a wok.
"Hahaha, hahaha! If we are fighting against an opponent, and the small sword comes out and turns the opponent into gold, wouldn't that end the battle immediately?"
On this day, the back hill of Wanjian Sect was filled with such wild laughter.
Someone who was smart took advantage of everyone's excitement and quickly slipped down the back mountain, then flew back to Qi Peak with a flying sword. When he arrived at the hall, he directly asked the deacon disciple, "How many materials did the young master uncle receive this time?
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"Twenty copies of the materials for the second-grade magic weapon."
The man turned around and went to a corner of the hall, sat on the ground and meditated, murmuring, "We'll have to wait. My uncle will not come out until he has finished practicing." Anyway, no matter when he comes out, he will definitely come out.
Have to wait for someone!
Here Ning Yue is caught up in the great business of refining weapons.
Over there, Song Wanyan fell into a true state of group favor.
In the past, Chen Jin would not end his cultivation state for three or two months.
But this time, he was very evil. After three days, he couldn't bear it and left the seclusion.
The first time he came out of seclusion, he went to Song Wanyan's small courtyard. At that time, two inner disciples happened to leave her room.
Song Wanyan was fiddling with the two boxes on the table.
"What are you looking at so seriously?"
Seeing that it was Chen Jin who was here, Song Wanyan said excitedly: "Elder brother, you are out of seclusion? I miss you so much!"
This time she told the truth, she really meant it!
He stood up and threw himself into Chen Jin's arms, holding Chen Jin's waist with both hands.
Chen Jin:……
Obviously, even though his junior sister is still so young, he actually wants to have her forever. Is he... is he too beastly?!
Even though he knew he was wrong, he still hugged her back.
"Elder brother misses you too."
Letting go of his arms, Chen Jin looked at the person in front of him carefully. Today, the child was wearing a peach pink gauze skirt, with his hair in a beautiful and complicated bun. There were several beautiful hairpins on the bun.
Her little flower-like face became even more beautiful!
Chen Jin couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and stroked her cheek, and then again.
He could feel that his heart was beating extremely fast, hot and intense.
What's wrong with him? Something's wrong with him, something's wrong with him!
Forcing himself to take back his hand, Chen Jin hurriedly left a sentence: "Yan'er, senior brother, if you have anything else to do, leave first."
After saying that, he left Song Wanyan's yard without looking back.
What he didn't know was that after he left, Wan Mingcheng went to Song Wanyan's courtyard with a piece of chicken soup that he had stewed carefully for a long time, "Yan'er, come and try the chicken soup that the fourth senior brother made for you. I am here in the morning."
Start stewing as soon as you wake up, I guarantee you’ll want to drink it again.”
In the past, Song Wanyan could only give him a sip in front of Wan Mingcheng and be done with it.
But today, she happily sat at the table waiting for Wan Mingcheng to feed her.
Just feeding her, Wan Mingcheng couldn't hold it back and kissed Song Wanyan on the cheek, "Little junior sister, you are so beautiful."
Song Wanyan didn't resist at all. She looked at Wan Mingcheng with a faint smile, "Fourth senior brother is also good-looking."
Wan Mingcheng had the idea of teasing her and said with a smile: "Then should you also kiss the fourth senior brother?"
Song Wanyan was a little reserved and then followed his example and kissed her.
Unexpectedly, Wan Mingcheng was up to something bad. Just when her lips came towards her, he deliberately turned his head, and then their lips touched!
Both of them were shocked, and then Wan Mingcheng pulled Song Wanyan into his arms and kissed her hard.
This boy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he has no experience in male-female love. He can only kiss the small mouth twice and secretly touch the two small hands. He is not yet proficient in kissing skills. After a while, Song Wanyan's mouth was
His kiss was swollen.
Then Song Wanyan became angry and pouted and drove the person out.
When Wan Mingcheng was kicked out of the small courtyard, he still had a smile on his face, "Good junior sister, don't be angry, the fourth senior brother is joking with you, the fourth senior brother will come to see you tomorrow!"
After that, he ran away in a hurry.
As soon as he left, two more inner disciples came to look for her.
"Little junior sister, I bought a hairpin. The shape suits you best. See if you like it?"
"Little junior sister, I bought you a new skirt at Jinxiufang, do you want to try it on?"