I Just Won’t Play by the Book

Chapter 91: The name of the sword [Wan Jun]

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"Ha... ha... senior brother... I really can't breathe anymore, Hugh... let's rest for a while."

Wu Qingce, who was already exhausted, lay on the ground sprawled and said.

Throwing the caught two shadowless darts back to Wu Qingce, Jiang Beiran said, "The speed has indeed improved a lot, and the shadowless darts are also used well. It can be seen that you have worked hard."

"Many... Thank you, brother, for your compliment."

"Still standing up?"

"can!"

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qingce forced himself to stand up.

Nodding in satisfaction, Jiang Beiran walked up to Wu Qingce and took out a crow-blue sword from the Qiankun ring and handed it to him horizontally.

"then."

Wu Qingce was taken aback for a moment, then immediately bowed and stretched out his hands to take the sword.

"This sword is called Wanjun. I forged it out of dark iron. With the thunder energy in your body now, it can exert its greatest power. I will give it to you."

"Wan Jun..." Wu Qingce repeated in a low voice, and then he came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "Thank you, brother, for giving me the sword!"

"Go, find a place to test the sword."

Wu Qingce, who had recovered a lot of profound energy after taking a Qingling Pill that his senior brother gave him last time, immediately followed Jiang Bei down the mountain.

When he came to a valley dozens of miles away, Jiang Beiran stopped and turned around and said to Wu Qingce who was desperately chasing him, "Here it is."

"Yes!"

Relying on the Qingling Pill, Wu Qingce had recovered all the aura that had been consumed just now on the road, and it was at its peak again at this moment.

Holding the hilt of Wan Jun's sword with his right hand, Wu Qingce first glanced at his senior brother, and seeing the latter nodding, Wu Qingce abruptly pulled Wan Jun out of the scabbard.

Different from the sound of ordinary sword blades being unsheathed, it was like a muffled thunder when Wan Jun unsheathed, which made Wu Qingce's heart tremble.

After appreciating the azure blue sword patterns that looked like thunder, Wu Qingce swung Wan Jun to make several sword moves, and the sword energy driven by the moves cut several boulders around him in half.

Wu Qingce ran back to Jiang Beiran and saluted after waiting until there was nothing to hustle around, "Thank you, brother!"

"Is it easy to use?"

"It's so good! Brother's forging skills are really ingenious, superb, uncanny, and unsurpassed!"

"But you're not doing it right."

"Ah?" Wu Qingce was stunned.

"Here comes the sword."

Jiang Beiran stretched out his hand to Wu Qingce.

Respectfully placing Wan Jun in his senior brother's hand, Wu Qingce retreated several tens of meters wisely, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Look, I'll just show you one more time."

Jiang Beiran said as he threw a blue pill with a halo into his mouth.

In the next second, Wan Jun's sword body suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and at the same time, clear blue lines lit up on the sword body.

Then Jiang Beiran waved his right hand, and Wan Jun shattered under Wu Qingce's astonishing eyes.

"This… "

With Wu Qingce's increasingly shocked expression, Wan Jun, which had been broken into seven pieces, flew into the air, each piece glowing with a dazzling white light like lightning, accompanied by the sound of "crackling" thunder and lightning.

"fall!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

With Jiang Beiran's soft drink, the seven pieces of Wanjun blasted to the ground at the same time like seven thunderbolts.

Looking at the seven scorched black pits in front of him, Wu Qingce immediately understood why the name of this sword was Wanjun.

Before Wu Qingce could close his mouth, he saw the seven Wanjun fragments in the pit flying towards his senior brother again, and reassembled into a complete sword body.

"Too...too...too..."

Wu Qingce stammered as he walked towards Jiang Beiran, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Finally, he slipped and knelt in front of Jiang Beiran and hugged his thigh and said, "That's amazing, brother!"

"Go, go, don't lose your face."

Kicking Wu Qingce away, Jiang Beiran put Wan Jun back into the scabbard and said, "Do you understand?"

Wu Qingce, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head and said, "I can understand it, but I can't learn it..."

"Eat the Thunder Flame Tempering Body Pill just now, and the thunder spirit energy in your body will become stronger and stronger in the future, and the thunder spirit energy is the key to driving this Wanjun."

Hearing this, Wu Qingce was shocked.

He understood that whether it was the Tempering Body Pill, Wan Jun, or the Shensu Pill, they were all tailor-made for him by the senior brother, in order to help him win the leader of the Yingjie Youth League this time.

"Brother!!!"

With a shout of excitement, Wu Qingce rushed towards Jiang Beiran again, but was kicked away mercilessly by Jiang Beiran.

Wiping away two tears of emotion, Wu Qingce raised his head and asked, "Senior brother... Could it be that the Wanjun you built is already a magic weapon?"

Jiang Beiran: "No, it's still far away, but it does have the potential to become a magic weapon."

After seeing many magic weapons and ancient books, Jiang Beiran knew that there were two ways to make magic weapons.

One is to build it with precious materials rich in spiritual power like the cloud piece armor that Shi Fenglan lent him, and let the strong unleash its potential, so as to achieve the effect that one plus one is far greater than two.

The second is to cultivate the spirit of the device.

The so-called weapon spirit is a weapon or armor that may become spiritually intelligent after being cultivated by the master for a long time. This kind of weapon spirit is very loyal to the master who cultivated it, and can even have emotions when it becomes stronger, and can Perception and learning, autonomously respond to some external situations.

In the end, it will reach the level of self-absorbing external spiritual energy, self-maintenance, and self-strengthening, thus completing the leap from peerless product to magic weapon.

It is extremely difficult to cultivate a tool spirit, but Jiang Beiran has found some tricks after reading a lot of books. First of all, the potential of the object itself must be high.

This is achieved through excellent materials and fine craftsmanship.

The second is that the user's talent must be strong enough, which may also resonate with the spirit of the weapon.

Combining the two, the birth rate of weapon spirits will increase a little, but only a little... The rest is just a matter of luck.

Throwing Wan Jun back to Wu Qingce, Jiang Beiran said, "Think about the reason for how to get the sword yourself, don't make any mistakes."

"Brother, don't worry." Wu Qingce cupped his sword and said.

But when he looked up again, he found that the senior brother had disappeared.

'Brother! I will definitely win the leader! '

Wu Qingce swore secretly in his heart.