Han Yi thought for a while, raised his brows, and smiled. w . . v v m)
"There is really something that I need to ask Master for help."
"Sir, please tell me."
"Han has a sword that he wants to carry with him, but it's inconvenient without a scabbard, so I have to ask the master for help."
"Refining the scabbard." The old man smiled bitterly to himself. He had to know how many people wanted to ask him to refine a spiritual weapon but couldn't. He offered to refine it for Han Yi, but was rejected, and now he was asked to refine the scabbard.
The girl in charge heard this and shook her head slightly. Han Yi's move was a complete insult to Master Situ. How could a low-level thing like a scabbard need to be refined by a master of weapon refining? It was considered the lowest level of blacksmith.
It is also more than enough to make a scabbard.
"Then please take out the sword and let me take a look at it, so that I can have an idea."
"Okay." Han Yi raised his hand and held it in vain. A silver light flashed through the space ring, and the dark heavy sword suddenly appeared, and he held it tightly in his hand.
The two-meter-long epee stretched across the hall, giving people a heavy sense of oppression. Han Yi threw the epee to Elder Situ. The seemingly light epee flew through the air, but it was as heavy as a mountain in his hand.
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With a crash, the wooden chair under Elder Situ burst completely. Unexpectedly, this time he did not completely eliminate the weight of the sword, causing the chair that had been damaged once before to collapse.
Elder Situ stood up holding the heavy sword and waved it casually a few times, causing strong winds to stir up. The curtains in the hall were flying and the wind was noisy.
"What a heavy sword, at least 80,000 to 90,000 jins." The old man exclaimed secretly. The average spirit general monk's strength is only more than 100,000 jins. He has been forging weapons for many years and is stronger than ordinary monks, but he has only swung it a few times.
It felt so strenuous that I could hardly hold the heavy sword.
He turned his wrist, and his spiritual power secretly surged out to hold up the heavy sword, and with a flick of his finger, he sent the sword towards Han Yi. Facing the sudden flying heavy sword, Han Yi's expression did not change. He thought Elder Situ wanted to try it.
Let’s test his strength. Being able to use such a sword, the spiritual art that Han Yi cultivated is undoubtedly the body-refining spiritual art.
I want to see what kind of power you can inspire? Elder Situ thought to himself, but the next moment he was shocked. Han Yi didn't even have the slightest intention to inspire the spiritual skills. He raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, using his wrist strength to lift the heavy sword.
It rotates above the head and makes a whirring sound.
"It's really not easy to dissolve the power I exerted so easily, and it didn't even use a trace of spiritual power."
Elder Situ was shocked again when he saw Han Yi's actions. He smiled and asked.
"What is the name of this sword? What is its mass?"
"The sword is called Juque and weighs one hundred thousand catties."
When the woman named Xi'er heard Han Yi's words, her pupils shrank slightly. He was actually able to swing a heavy sword weighing one hundred thousand kilograms. It must be known that the Lingjiang monks used spiritual power to help, and it would be difficult for them to swing such a heavy sword, let alone
A Ling Sect monk like Han Yi. I wonder what kind of body refining technique he practices, and the increase in strength is so terrifying?
"Master, your things." The maid named Xiao Ling walked into the hall with several maids holding trays, "Please check."
Han Yi stood up and looked at each item one by one to see if the portion was sufficient. After half a cup of tea, Han Yi nodded, indicating that the portion was not bad. He waved his hand to put all the spiritual materials into the space and accepted them, and prepared to leave.
"Master Situ, please complete the matter of the scabbard as soon as possible. This junior has to rush back to Lingfu to attend the Foreign Palace University."
"A scabbard doesn't take much time. Young Master will pick it up tomorrow."
"Well, thank you, Master." Han Yi handed over to the woman in the first seat again, then turned and left.
"This Master Han's physical body is really terrifying." Master Situ sighed after Han Yi left.
"Didn't he use his spiritual power just now?" Xi'er looked at the old man with deep surprise in his eyes.
"With your level of cultivation, you shouldn't be able to sense it."
"I really didn't sense anything. I thought that his control of spiritual power had reached an almost meticulous level, but I didn't expect that he used all the power of his physical body."
"Okay, it's time for me to go back and refine the weapon. Now that I have the fine gold, the spiritual weapon you want can be completed as soon as possible."
"Yeah." The woman nodded.
On the other hand, Han Yi returned to the mansion and closed the door of his room. His consciousness activated the Kunlun Mirror and he disappeared into the room.
This time Han Yi came not to the endless grassland, but to a volcanic crater that could erupt at any time. Jiu Fang stood in the sky with him, looking at the endless rolling lava beneath his feet.
Boom, a volcano not far away suddenly erupted, and lava splashed into the air, thousands of meters high, like a pillar of fire. The hot breath was frightening. Even if there were people around him who were not guarding him, Han Yi was still shocked when he saw that scene.
I feel scared.
The power of nature is always formidable, and no matter how powerful a spiritual cultivator is, he cannot compete with heaven and earth.
"Take out all those spiritual materials." Jiufang Bu said calmly.
"You want to refine spiritual weapons here?"
"Well, under the earth veins here is a red sea, which contains the power of earth fire. Using this to refine spiritual weapons, you can get twice the result with half the effort."
Han Yi nodded and waved his hand to take out all the spiritual materials. Those spiritual materials were suspended in the air under the control of Jiufang Bu. At a certain moment, Jiu Fang Bu raised his hand and waved downwards. The invisible space fluctuated violently, and the terrifying volcano unexpectedly appeared.
It was directly torn apart by him, and the lava exploded and sprayed out. However, it was blocked by an invisible force halfway and fell into the red sea again.
The scene at the entrance was very terrifying. A black volcano with a height of several thousand meters cracked open, revealing a corner of the Red Sea of lava. Red magma was flowing on the ground. The sky and the earth were filled with a strong aura of fire spirits. The sky was filled with volcanic ash.
It is shrouded in dust clouds, and no sunlight can penetrate the thick dust clouds. There is only the red fire light emitted by the lava around, a scene of doomsday.
Even Han Yi felt extremely depressed, his brows furrowed, and the Luo Shen Jue was secretly operating to fight against the discomfort in his heart.
"Earth fire appears." Jiufang shouted coldly, and shot out a silver light from his fingertips and rushed into the red sea of lava. After that moment, the entire red sea started to churn, and the sound of gurgling became violent. Han Yi was in the air.
It seemed that the entire Red Sea began to shake, like uneasy snakes swimming below.
Boom, just a few breaths later, a pillar of fire shot up into the sky, golden and green in color, and filled the sky with brilliance. The moment the earth fire appeared, hundreds of volcanoes around it erupted at the same time, as if the world was completely angry at this moment.
Thousands of meters of lava pillars fell from the sky and fell into the Red Sea, making a rumbling sound.
Jiu Fang didn't take a step forward, holding it in his palms, the earth fire condensed in the air, burning fiercely, and the void was twisted, as if it was about to be melted by the terrifying high temperature.
Whoosh, whoosh, those spiritual materials suspended in the air flew into the earth and fire at the same time. In the blink of an eye, they were all liquefied, and every trace of impurities was incinerated by the high temperature. Jiufang did not control the fusion of the thunder-attributed spiritual materials, and then the wind-attributed spiritual materials.
, and finally, using water-attribute spiritual materials as a medium, the thunder-attribute and wind-attribute spiritual materials are fused.
Under the control of Jiu Fangbu, the spiritual materials seemed to be completely submissive. The silver, cyan and blue liquid masses were close together, squirming and blending quietly. From time to time, there were flashes of thunder and crackling sounds, and the surrounding air fluctuated.
, the wind was strong, and the energy released by these spiritual materials was also extraordinary.
However, a layer of blue water curtain spread out between the thunder and the violent wind, turning into crystal filaments and seeping towards both sides. The silver and cyan liquids flowed with the pulling of the crystal filaments and merged with each other. The powerful souls of the nine directions
The power completely suppresses the power of thunder and wind, and they can only fuse honestly.
Half an hour later, the three liquid groups had been perfectly integrated, and the color had changed to silver-green. Jiufang didn't see this, he pinched a seal in his hand, and a ray of silver light penetrated into the liquid group, and the entire liquid group actually started to form.
It squirmed violently, then extended out from both sides, condensing into a certain shape.
Slowly, the shape became clear. A pair of silver bone wings, with cyan lines all over the surface and jagged bone spurs. The thunder and wind attributes were perfectly integrated. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder emanating from the bone wings.
"Take out the spirit bead."
Han Yi did not dare to neglect, and immediately took out the spirit bead obtained after killing Yasha and threw it towards the pair of bone wings. After the spirit bead appeared, Jiu Fang did not wave his hand, and the earth fire was immediately repelled. This spirit bead
It is the condensed object of the Yaksha Ghost King's cultivation. Although it contains extremely strong wind attribute power, it is naturally impossible for ghosts not to carry the dark attribute power. This dark attribute may be an obstacle to others, but for Han Yilai
It's a perfect help.
If this spirit bead is calcined with earth fire, the power of the dark attribute cannot be preserved, so it can only use its own soul fire. Jiu Fang did not raise his hand and condensed the soul fire, and the spirit bead melted in the soul fire.
It opened up and turned into slender bluish-black spiritual silk-wrapped wings.
Jiu Fang stopped making seals again, and each ancient talisman shot into the bone wings. The spiritual threads intertwined and turned into a layer of blue-black membrane wings covering them. Each talisman integrated into the membrane wings condensed a black
scales.
Under the control of Jiufang Bu, these wings are evolving into the shape of Han Yisha's evil wings.
In this way, after more than half an hour, the pair of dragon wings finally took shape. Each dragon scale was engraved with an ancient talisman, which was very mysterious.
Jiu Fang Bu finally made a seal and muttered words, the syllables were strange and stiff, like the language of the wild.
"Quick." He spat out the last word, and suddenly a huge dragon-shaped pattern appeared around him. The pattern was like a real dragon, twisting its body, suddenly pounced on the dragon's wings, and merged into it.
"Roar......"
The continuous sound of dragon roars rose into the sky, making Han Yi's head buzz.
"Is this a top-level spiritual weapon? It's just that the power it exudes is so terrifying. It's completely different from a high-level spiritual weapon."