Mi Xiaojing was very satisfied. He could feel that when the spiritual pattern of the magic sword was penetrated by his own true energy, it immediately formed a certain connection with him. Although the sword and mind could not be united, they could be connected with each other, an extremely profound feeling. A familiar feeling arose from this, and when he used the spell, he really felt at ease.
"Is this magical sword successfully refined?"
"Success! This is such a fucking success... I... forget it, let's not talk about it..."
Wang Weijun was quite frustrated and hit hard. He just messed around with it and found a high-grade magic weapon. He still didn't understand it. This kid was simply unbelievable. This was his first time contacting weapon refining. Even if he had inheritance, It can’t be like this!
"try again!"
There was no other way but to rely on visual analysis, so Wang Weijun encouraged Mi Xiaojing to try it again.
Mi Xiaojing was actually not satisfied, so he agreed and issued the spell again.
This time it's a protective spell.
There was a soft thunderclap, and the magic sword was like a rapidly rotating windmill, spinning rapidly around Mi Xiaojing, bringing out streaks of silver-white light. At this moment, Mi Xiaojing's figure began to blur.
Zhang Ke was dumbfounded, this is okay! Like a tornado, the cyclone brought about by this magical sword lifted up the surrounding snow, forming a vortex rising into the sky.
Rob's eyes shone. He had never even thought about how powerful the magic sword was. He reached out to pick up a stone on the ground and threw it at it.
Silently, the hard stone turned into dust and flew into the air, without even making a sound. One can imagine how fast this magic sword is.
Wei Fu bit his fingers and said vaguely: "It's so awesome, so awesome..."
Mi Xiaojing issued another spell. Suddenly, the defensive circle of the magic sword began to expand, until it expanded to about five meters in diameter. Only then did he feel a little powerless. It shrank again. He raised his hand and pointed the magic sword. The sword shot out.
call out!
A dazzling light flashed, and then an ancient tree not far from the gentle slope was cut off. The huge crown of the tree was thrown out, and suddenly, a large amount of snow and mist rose.
Wang Weijun said anxiously in Mi Xiaojing's mind: "Get out of here quickly, there is too much noise!"
Mi Xiaojing's incantation was issued, and the magic sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He put it into the storage bag with a flick of his hand. He said: "Let's go back!"
Zhang Ke was confused, but Mi Xiaojing had already turned around and left. He also picked up Wei Fu and ran towards the way he came.
Rob was also smart and ran away without asking any questions. Zhang Ke was just stunned for a moment and started running after him. In a few breaths, the four of them had entered the dense forest.
On the gentle slope, the rising snow mist was still thick, and it really attracted a cultivator to fly over.
The man paused in the air for a moment, and then rushed towards the fallen ancient tree. It was so conspicuous that it could be seen clearly from the air.
Falling next to the broken ancient tree, the man looked carefully and couldn't help but be surprised, because the broken hole of the ancient tree was smooth and clean, but the cross section was charred black, obviously burned by high temperature.
"What kind of sword is this? It actually has lightning properties... Who is trying the sword here?"
Turning around and jumping, the man had arrived at the place where Mi Xiaojing and the others once stood. The man muttered: "The footprints of four people, well, one big and three small. Maybe one of the senior brothers brought people to try the sword? I wonder why. Are you going to try your sword in the wild?"
One look at the footprints and it was obvious that they had left.
The man had no intention of pursuing the matter. He moved his body slightly and flew into the air. A flash of sword light flashed and he flew far away.
Mi Xiaojing and the others quickly returned to the yard. Their faces were full of joy, especially Mi Xiaojing's uncontrollable smile. He felt that he finally had a good weapon, although it was still being refined. There were many problems, but he was very satisfied with this weapon made from lightning strike wood.
Rob looked envious and said, "Brother Xiaomi, what's the name of this... this...?" He didn't know that this was the magic sword.
"I don't have a name yet. This is the first time I really have a weapon that can attack... Well, I need to think about it carefully and come up with a nice name."
Zhang Ke said: "Call Lightning! How about it?"
Robert praised: "Okay, okay, Lightning...what a name..."
Mi Xiaojing shook his head and said: "It's too common. It's better to call it Thunder Strike, Thunder Strike Sword!"
Wang Weijun said disdainfully in Mi Xiaojing's mind: "A bunch of ignorant little guys who don't even know how to pick names."
Mi Xiaojing ignored it at all, and said: "Okay, I have decided, it is lightning strike... Well, this is not a sword, it is a dagger, lightning strike dagger! I like it! Thunder... kills it! It sounds majestic."
Wang Weijun was completely speechless.
Zhang Ke smiled and said: "If my junior brother likes it, then it is the Thunder Strike Dagger."
Rob said with a smile: "Brother Xiaomi, Thunder Strike Dagger! It sounds great!"
Wei Fu was young and didn't dare to speak yet. He just kept looking at Mi Xiaojing and laughing.
Touching Wei Fu's head, Mi Xiaojing said: "I will continue to refine the magic sword. When it is finished, I will give you one."
Fortunately for Zhang Ke, he is older after all. Wei Fu is young and does not understand the value of it. Only Rob was extremely excited. He saw the demonstration of Mi Xiaojing's Thunder Strike Dagger and was really envious and liked it to the extreme. He heard that Mi Xiaojing was very excited. Xiao Jinghui gave one to him, and he couldn't suppress his inner excitement at all. He rolled several somersaults in the snow, but his foot slipped and he fell into the snowdrift, still screaming with excitement.
"Wow...ah, that's great...haha..."
Wei Fu ran up to pull Robert up, and Zhang Ke said with emotion: "We are like a family... Haha, just be safe..." His voice was very low, but Mi Xiaojing heard it clearly, and couldn't help but secretly Sigh, I may not be able to live in peace in the future!
After arriving at Jianxin Sect, Mi Xiaojing understood a truth. If you are not strong enough, you will be useless anywhere. Only with strong enough strength can you protect yourself and the people around you.
Returning to the spiritual spring, Mi Xiaojing continued to refine weapons. Compared with refining alchemy and weapon refining, he preferred weapon refining. If alchemy was made just because of need, weapon refining was just because he liked it. He felt that the joy of successfully refining weapons was greater than that of refining weapons. Refining alchemy is much more intense, it is a kind of joy that comes from the heart.
Take out a piece of black gold wood. The core of black gold wood is about three meters long, which is the hardest part of black gold wood. This black gold wood has its own characteristics. Before it is cut down, the core of black gold wood is the softest. , once cut down, the wood core loses moisture and becomes extremely hard, even harder than steel.
Therefore, the black gold wood used to refine weapons must maintain a certain amount of moisture and not be allowed to dry out. Once it dries out, it will be difficult to handle.
The wood core of this section of black gold wood is soaked in water.