Chapter 875： Ancient Forging Holy Wind Spirit Child (1) (1/2)

In the weapon hall of the ancient Jiuxing Emperor's Mansion, no weapon was found to be better than the others. Xiao Zhan, Nan Erming, Ziying, Long Ling, and Qing Mu'er were ignoring the weapons stand The soldier's blade on the brain was absorbed into the ring, and suddenly he heard the storm shouting: 'Look! ”

Everyone heard the sound, and saw the storm holding a dark blade. Say it is a sword, it is broken, and the handle is directly connected to the sword body, there is no guard, it is more like a ruler; say it is a ruler, it has a blade. The most eye-catching thing is that it's rusty, no matter how you look at the storm, there is no reason to call everyone to see it.

Xiao Zhan couldn't help but ridiculed, ‘Storm, something like this deserves your attention? Do n’t you think about treasures? ”

Nan Erming said: ‘This is obviously a waste product, and you should know it by looking at the rust on it. ”

The storm blushed and whispered, ‘I accidentally kicked it just now, and felt a very faint fluctuation, so I picked it up and looked at it. ”

'Oh? ‘Everybody ’s interested,‘ Is there anything detailed at that end? ”

'No. ‘The storm is quieter.

The crowd laughed loudly. The storm suddenly felt unable to hang on his face, and was about to throw this waste product away. Xiao Yan came over: ‘Storm, you pour into it and take a look. ”

'Ok? ‘The storm and everyone looked towards Xiao Yan, and they were surprised. Could Xiao Yan see what was extraordinary about it?

Xiao Yan shook his head with a smile and said to the storm: ‘I ’m not a master forge, how can I see anything? I just think that since you just felt it, you might as well give it a try. If it is really a waste, throw it away. ”

‘Okay, listen to Xiao Shao, try. ‘The storm took a deep breath and poured its fighting spirit into the blade.

‘Oh! ‘A crisp sound of the sword rang, and a dark glow circulated in the blade body, and a lot of rust were dropped, revealing a small, slightly transparent blade.

Everyone's eyes were frozen. A delight in the heart of the storm, he urged his spirits to pour into it.

With the continued blessing of the fighting spirit, more and more Qingxia circulated on the sword, and the rust was gone, and the entire sword looked dazzling under the circulation of Qingxia. The storm was overjoyed, and he waved forward arbitrarily. A light cyan sword light was shot from the broken blade, passing a heavy axe, and splitting the axe several inches thick into two like a tofu.

‘This ... what kind of waste is this, it ’s an artifact! ”

‘Damn, look away! Shameless! ”

The crowd looked at the axe and were shocked. The axe howling battle and Nan Erming have also inspected it together before. It is made of millennium cold iron. It is extremely hard. It is the top grade in these blades, but it is vulnerable to the anger of this broken sword. It is conceivable how sharp this broken sword is.

Xiao Yan didn't expect his own suggestion, but revealed the true face of the broken sword, calmed down and said, ‘Storm, convergence, and let ’s look at this sword. ”

'Ok. ”

As soon as the storm's spirits were closed, the blue clouds flowing on the sword quietly dissipated, and the broken sword was faintly blue, showing in front of everyone like a crystal. It was beautiful and intoxicating. If it was not broken, it would definitely be considered perfect.

The storm touched the broken sword and watched it with love, then flicked it, the broken sword issued a crisp vibrato, and at the same time, a distant vicissitudes were diffused. At the next moment, a surprising scene appeared-the broken sword. The rising blue sky rises from the top. There are small lines of silvery gossip in the blue sky, twisted and twisted, but clearly legible. The storm read out softly: ‘This sword was made by the old man who collected the essence of the wind fantasy ice stone and nourished it for ten thousand years.

‘Unfortunately, everything ca n’t be perfect, and perfection is easy to be condemned by the sky. On the day of this sword ’s success, it was chopped by the giant sword condensed by the thunder, so it became a broken sword. This is one of my life's regrets.

‘But this sword is still an unparalleled sword. If it is won by the emperor, it will be even more overwhelming.