Chapter 183 Ancient Forging Holy Wind Spirit Son (1)
In the weapons pavilion of the ancient Nine-Star Dou Emperor's mansion, no weapon was found that was better than what everyone else had. Xiao Zhan, Nan Erming, Zi Ying, Long Yi and Qing Muer were just setting up the weapons regardless of the situation.
All the weapons on my body were put into Najie, and suddenly I heard the storm shouting: Look!"
Everyone looked over after hearing the sound and saw Feng Feng holding up a black weapon. It was a sword, it was broken, and the handle was directly connected to the sword body. There was no guard, and it was 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: "Feng Feng, is something like this worthy of your attention? Are you crazy about treasures?"
Nan Erming echoed: This is obviously a waste product, you can tell just by looking at the rust on it."
Feng Feng blushed and whispered: I accidentally kicked it just now and felt a very weak fluctuation, so I picked it up and looked at it."
Oh? Everyone is a little interested, can 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 away when Xiao Yan came over: 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 am 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 is really a waste, just throw it away. "
Okay, listen to Young Master Xiao and give it a try. Feng Feng took a deep breath and poured fighting energy into the sword.
Clang! A crisp sword cry rang out, and a ray of blue glow appeared 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 were condensed. Feng Feng was overjoyed and used all his strength to pour fighting energy into it.
With the continuous blessing of fighting spirit, more and more green clouds flowed on the sword, and 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, and there was a faint light immediately.
Green sword light shot out from the broken blade, passing over a heavy axe, splitting the several-inch-thick ax head into two like cutting tofu, and the cut was smooth and discernible.
What kind of waste is this? It’s simply an artifact!”
Damn it, you made a mistake! What a shame!"
Everyone looked at the ax and were stunned. Xiao Zhan and Nan Erming had inspected the ax before. It was made of thousands of years of cold iron and was extremely hard. It was the top grade among these weapons.
But he was 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: "Teng Feng, 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 flick of his finger. 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 on the broken sword.
The green clouds were rising slowly, and in the green clouds there were rows of small silver-white characters, twisting and twisting, but clearly legible. The storm read out softly: This sword was collected by me back then, and nourished with the blood of the wind fantasy ice stone.
It was cast after ten thousand years of hard work.
It's a pity that everything is difficult to be 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 a regret for me in 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.
Blacksmithing 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: This Feng Lingzi is really a forging saint. His level of forging must be unfathomable. Why can't this sword be made less perfect and leave some unimportant details on purpose?
Flaws, such as a slight crack in the handle of a sword, wouldn’t it be a punishment from God? It’s true!”
Everyone was stunned for a moment by Xiao Zhan's bizarre idea, but it actually makes sense when you think about it. 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 pill would not cause divine punishment, while the second-grade pill would produce divine punishment but would have a considerable impact.
There is only a small chance that the three-grained one will survive. I will probably still try my best to refine the three-grained one. This cannot be explained clearly in words. Seeing Xiao Zhan and everyone seem to understand, Xiao Yan
The conversation changed and 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.
Comfort. When he said this, Xiao Yan's eyes showed a hint of embarrassment for the storm, but 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 exhaled softly and 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 was decided. Feng Feng nodded with a resolute look in his eyes. Opportunities are there, and he has to try before he is willing to accept them. Then he said humbly, I am afraid that I am not good at practicing swordsmanship. I will not be able to reach that level when the time comes. How can I have the face?
you?"
Tsk! Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes. There was the Chaos Yellow Grass, the Land of Extreme Wind, the Origin of Wind Spirit Stone, and now this peerless broken sword with wind attributes. It all made me wonder if this was specially arranged by God.
If what I gave you is not worth it, I won’t believe it even if you beat him to death!”
I don't believe it either. Nan Erming shook his head and agreed. There are many fighting skills with swords. 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 master of using swords.
"
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. He looked at the storm and said, half jokingly and half expectantly, that this place seemed to be a place of opportunity for the storm. Maybe the ancient Nine-Star Dou Emperor left his sword here.
What about advanced fighting skills? You think so?"
Hey, let’s not talk about it, 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, and she pointed
He pointed to the passage on the right side of the main hall and 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 words "Douji Palace" with brilliance flowing out of 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 should not be called a Douji Palace, but a Douji Room is more appropriate. There are rows 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 illuminates the entire room.
bright.
But as everyone checked them out one by one, everyone's excitement gradually dropped. 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, murmured: This is the last hope, and then nervously took the jade box away.
The lid is open.
The two rows of illustrious characters made everyone finally smile and use the powerful hammer. World-class primary fighting skills." To be continued.