Fu Shiyi waited for half a cup of tea in front of the hut. Although she wanted to see her flying sword urgently, she could still bear it. Mr. Miao came out of the hut and saw her calm and relaxed, and smiled a little more:
"Now. Your sword."
Mr. Miao threw the canvas bag he was holding in his right hand directly to Fu Shiyi.
Fu Shiyi was a little dumbfounded after catching it.
The canvas bag is very light. This flying sword is made from the fourth-order Heavenly Thunder Bamboo. It is also made of Xuanxu, red feather stone from the North Desert, etc. The raw materials alone are very heavy, but now I am carrying it in my hand. But it is light and airy:
"Mr. Miao..."
Fu Shiyi wondered if he had picked up the sword by mistake, but Mr. Miao was already lying on the rocking chair and snoring. Fu Shiyi swallowed the words that came to his lips.
In order to build this flying sword, she paid a big price. In the territory of Lanyi Division, she naturally couldn't ask Mr. Miao to do it. Letting Mr. Miao take action was a deal between her and Manager Wen. Manager Wen wanted to The secret map must not dare to play any tricks:
"Mr. Miao, thank you very much. I will take my leave first."
Fu Shiyi saluted, put the canvas bag into his storage bag, and hurriedly returned to Cave No. 7. He opened the secret room directly, set up the formation, and then he was so excited that he took out the flying sword from the canvas bag:
"this........"
A touch of emerald green illuminated the originally dark secret room, which was extremely bright and even dazzling. The sword was only two feet long and the width of a hand, and it was densely covered with runes:
"Try the effect."
Fu Shiyi made a secret with his right hand, and a burst of spiritual power hit the flying sword. The runes condensed on the flying sword immediately began to squirm. When he looked closely, he saw that they looked like the original veins of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, but the natural veins did not have the unique characteristics. Power, now Fu Shi only glanced at it, but his eyes were so sore that they shed tears. If she hadn't been able to dodge quickly, her eyes would have been damaged:
"You haven't recognized your master, yet you have such power?"
Fu Shiyi was extremely surprised.
Manager Wen obviously spent a lot of money, which shows how much he values the secret map.
Just in case.
Fu Shiyi called the flying sword lingering in the air into his hand, immersed a ray of spiritual consciousness into the flying sword, checked it again and again, and after confirming that there was nothing fishy on it, he breathed a sigh of relief. He must be on guard against others. What kind of person is Mr. Miao? , she didn’t know, it’s always better to be more careful. Fu Shiyi took out the communication talisman and communicated with Sanniang. After learning that they had finished the banquet and had a subsequent tea party, he set up another one in the secret room. Isolation formation.
A thought.
next moment.
Fu Shiyi appeared in the consciousness sea space.
Everything else in the Consciousness Sea Space was affected, except the furnace. After sitting cross-legged and meditating, his breath became even and long, Fu Shiyi's closed eyes suddenly opened, chanting unknown mysterious spells in his mouth, and injected true energy into the furnace in mid-air. After half a cup of tea, the furnace "pop" "With a sound, a cluster of dragon breath flames ignited.
"go!"
Fu Shiyi waved his sword.
The flying sword resting on the ground was guided and fell into the furnace with a clang.
The melting pot is an illusion.
Fu Shiyi could only use it to refine the magical weapon, otherwise she would have to refine the flying sword herself.
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Fangshi.
Backstreet huts.
After Fu Shiyi left with his sword.
Mr. Miao, who was sleeping soundly, stood up from the recliner like a corpse.
He looked in the direction of Cave No. 7 and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then he turned around and entered the house.
The word "closing" appeared on the banner hanging on the hut.
It looks like a simple thatched hut. When you open the door, you will see a castle inside. In the center of the front of the castle stands a severed statue of the Buddha. On the 12th floor of the castle, the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" can be heard all the time. Mr. Miao walked through a room. Layers of Castle, he stopped at the staircase on the twelfth floor. He bowed solemnly and said humbly:
"Sir, Fu Shi took the sword back."
no respond.
Mr. Miao lowered his head and waited for a long time.
A woman covered with a veil appeared on the 12th floor of the stairs. Mr. Miao was standing at the bottom of the long staircase. She looked down at Mr. Miao and said in a gentle voice: "Mr. Miao, thank you for your hard work. My grandfather is an old man." I am refining the Hui Hui Sword, I will tell him about Fu Shiyi."
"this........"
Mr. Miao was a little hesitant. After all, the master had never shown up about Fu Shiyi's matter from beginning to end. He came up today because he wanted to confirm it, so he had a good idea.
"Miss, I don't have anything else important to do, just..."
Mr. Miao was about to sit cross-legged and meditate at the top of the stairs, but there was a "bang" explosion on the fifth floor of the castle. Even the castle was shaken. Mr. Miao's expression changed, his body swayed, and he disappeared from the place.
The masked woman standing at the top of the stairs had a smile on her lips. She turned around and was about to enter the house when her body suddenly staggered. A mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the gauze scarf. The white gauze scarf was instantly dyed blood red, and the woman again Shocked and angry:
"How can it be?!"
"With just her foundation-building skills, how could she discover the divine consciousness I had laid out!!"
"Ah.........."
The woman's right hand performs the kneading technique.
The blood stains on the gauze disappeared instantly.
She smiled softly:
"It seems that this time I entered the secret realm and met a good playmate..."
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So at the same time.
Cave No. 7.
In the Consciousness Sea Space where Fu Shiyi was, there was a streak of gray gas on the furnace that was burned to ashes by the dragon's breath. Fu Shiyi, who was making the secrets, looked very ugly:
"hateful!"
"This Mr. Miao really did something to the flying sword!!"
Breathing unsteady.
The flames on the furnace flickered.
Fu Shiyi took a deep breath and recited the Calming Mantra several times in his mind to regain his composure. Just in case, she stuffed three God-Reviving Eggs into her mouth. After dissolving the potion, she pushed with all her strength, pouring spiritual power into the furnace. The mouth of another green dragon entrenched in the furnace opened slightly, and a ball of flame erupted. In the furnace, the flying sword wrapped in two-color flames was tempered and became more and more pure. The veins of Tianleizhu that were broken when refining the flying sword were miraculously reconnected, and the color of the flying sword itself also changed. There has been a change, from the original emerald green to gray, and the runes have disappeared.
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Outside the secret room.
Fu Zixu sat at the top.
The rest of the people sat on both sides, but everyone couldn't sit still, and they all looked at the secret room with concerned and worried eyes.
Brother Sixteen, who was sitting next to Sanniang, couldn't help but said:
"Sanniang, half a month has passed and she hasn't come out of seclusion on October 1. Are you sure that she came out before you went to the banquet? Is she really okay? Could the old injury relapse..."
"Bah, bah, bah!"
Sanniang glared at Brother Sixteen.
She was also anxious, but she was sure that Eleven was fine because she confirmed it with her own eyes, but now that the secret realm was about to open, they had to rush to Mangzhou. Originally, the old man planned to leave on the second day of the banquet, but now it was for When Fu Shiyi came out of seclusion, everyone waited outside for another half a month.
