Although his perversion has been extremely overestimated, the well-informed old monster was still shocked. He originally chose the path of the inscription master and was called a pervert-level genius, but he did not achieve the same speed of progress as Ding Hao.
"Well, it seems that we still underestimated this kid a little before." Sword Ancestor rarely argued with Sword Ancestor, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that I should also find a way to let him learn elixirs from me. Lingcao Xue, in this way, I can find a successor if I can take on the mantle of shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods!"
"Crazy bitch, are you trying to steal my apprentice from me?" Jian Zu became alert.
Daozu was furious: "I'm going to steal your sister. Xiao Dingzi was chosen by both of us from the beginning, okay?"
Sword Ancestor was stunned: "Uh, this is the same!"
The two of them controlled the fluctuations of their mental power very well and did not affect Ding Hao, who was casting his first mysterious weapon in his life.
As time went by, more and more beads of sweat appeared on Ding Hao's forehead.
His body was completely soaked, and the green shirt clung tightly to the well-defined muscles, which perfectly highlighted Ding Hao's streamlined muscular body full of strength. The moonlight was like frost, and he had unparalleled charm.
The black crystal stone in his hand also dimmed little by little.
Casting profound energy, especially casting profound energy with one's own profound fire, is a huge test and consumption for anyone.
Sudden-
"It's done!"
Ding Hao opened his eyes and showed a hint of joy.
He slowly put away the fire control hand seals, and the orange flames on his palms gradually penetrated into the skin. As the power converged, there were two soft ding sounds, and two pale silver rings fell on Ding Hao's hands. Palm.
In the end, only two small silver rings were cast, the size of a fist.
The ring shimmered with light silver, and the luster was like flowing water. There were no patterns or patterns on it. It was supposed to be extremely simple, but it had an indescribable attraction that was comparable to any exquisiteness. Appearance.
The rings are one large and one small, created according to Ding Hao's ideas. They are obviously lovers' rings.
This is Ding Hao's first time refining weapons, so this pair of rings is of extremely important significance to him.
But, who will the smaller one be given to
In Ding Hao's mind, the image of Xie Jieyu, a beautiful girl in red armor, suddenly appeared, but for some reason, next to Xie Jieyu, Li Yiruo, who was dressed in white and looked like a mortal fairy, also had a face with a smile like a flower. emerge.
He slowly put a large ring on his finger, released a little bit of mental power, and his eyes lit up, and a silver space about ten cubic meters in size suddenly appeared.
This is the storage space for the storage ring.
It has spatial properties and is an excellent material for refining and casting storage space. A rough stone only the size of a fist was refined by Ding Hao into two storage rings, and both of them have a space of ten cubic meters. This is enough to show that, Ding Hao's debut novel was very successful.
"Yes, you have a bright future. You are only a little worse than I was back then, hehe..." Jian Zu was also full of praise.
Dao Zu said disdainfully: "Hey, I wonder who just said that Xiao Dingzi is much stronger than I was back then?"
Jianzu said righteously: "It's definitely not what I said."
Dao Zu: "I am speechless for you bitch!"
The two argued with each other for a long time, and then they had enough time to talk to Ding Hao.
Sword Ancestor even made some comments on the ring refined by Ding Hao. He went through some details in great detail, corrected Ding Hao's mistakes, and suggested areas that needed to be corrected.
This is definitely a master-level review.
After listening to it, Ding Hao felt like he was suddenly enlightened and enlightened.
"These two rings can only be regarded as ninth-grade mid-level mysterious weapons, and they are only auxiliary mysterious weapons. They are basically worthless. When will you be able to refine sixth-grade and above offensive or defensive mysterious weapons? You can become the person who is second only to the leader of Wenjian Sect. Even in the entire Snow State, an inscription master who can forge sixth-grade profound weapons will definitely be a person that everyone wants to win over."
Jianzu concluded.
"So, mystical weapons are divided into different grades?" Ding Hao really didn't know anything about mystical weapons before.
"Nonsense! On the Endless Continent, everything is divided into high and low grades. Xuanqi is a kind of special function above ordinary utensils. There are thousands of types and different functions. However, regardless of the ever-changing, the grade classification is Consistently, from ninth grade to first grade, to top grade, super grade, and divine grade, there are twelve grades in total. Ninth grade is the lowest and divine grade is the highest. Divine grade mystical weapons are all creations that conquer the heaven and earth, and have The power of destroying heaven and earth... Forget it, it is useless to tell you so much now, there are endless mysteries in it, and you will know it in the future."
Sword Ancestor spoke eloquently, demonstrating his authority in this area and looking like a teacher.
Ding Hao nodded, expressed his gratitude to Sword Ancestor, and flattered him, which greatly satisfied the old man's vanity.
Ding Hao stood up slowly, put on a set of clean clothes, and experienced the magical function of the storage ring. He walked around the room and put all the valuables into the storage ring.
Ding Hao's heart was filled with an uncontrollable sense of accomplishment as he watched items suddenly disappear in his hands according to his thoughts, and then appear in the ring space the next moment.
"This way, it will be really convenient."
Ding Hao put the rusty sword and the bloody dragon pattern sword into the storage ring, and then repeated the action of drawing out the sword over and over again. This was obviously much faster than drawing the sword from the scabbard. With a gleam of light, the rusty sword and The dragon-marked blood knife appeared in his hand.
"The process of casting a mysterious weapon is also a process of cultivation. The four refined acupuncture points in the Dantian in the chest have become more radiant and full, and the Yan Yan Xuan Qi seems to be purer!"
Ding Hao checked his body and got an unexpected surprise.
"Xiao Dingzi, sit down, we are going to have a good chat." For a moment, Dao Zu's voice, which had been silent for a while, sounded seriously in his mind.
Ding Hao was stunned for a moment, hearing the solemn meaning in Daozu's words, and sat cross-legged on the futon again, listening attentively.
"Let's talk about your current situation first." Sword Ancestor said in a soothing tone: "I have to admit that you have found yourself a very powerful opponent. Mu Tianyang is very scary, with a very rare blood physique, and even Neither Ancestor Bian nor I have seen through it, but what is certain is that there is a kind of demonic nature in his body, which is a characteristic of the gods in ancient times. His body is probably filled with ancient divine blood."
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