Cannon fodder female supporter's technological path to immortality

Chapter 105 Chapter 104

The Phantom Sky Dragon is a treasure dragon.

Treat it with the same respect as a national treasure.

When the little breast milk Long Meimei woke up after sleeping, she suddenly felt itchy and uncomfortable.

what happened?

The little milk dragon got out of the sword and found its body - the ice sword, lying on the big rock by the stream.

A green-haired three-tailed fox was holding a yellow-black wrinkled fruit in its two paws, washing and scrubbing it on the sword, and there were still many bubbles on the sword.

The little milk dragon scratched his belly, very puzzled: "Little fox, what are you doing?"

"The sword is dirty, I'm washing it." Xiao Qing didn't lift her head, washing it seriously.

Xiaoling sitting on Xiaoqing's head said: "Xiaolonglong, my sister said that you used to live too hard as a dragon. If we want us to treat you well, we think your sword must have been stained for so long. ashes, so we want to give you a wash and make you clean."

"But..." The magic weapon has its own cleaning function, so you don't need to wash it, right?

This common sense, fools don't know, right?

The little milk dragon wanted to remind them, but felt that those two little idiots were a little stupid and had a good heart, so they didn't say anything.

I don't know.

Xiaoqing asked Xiaoling via voice transmission: "If we torment that idiot dragon so much, the boss won't scold us, will he?"

Xiaoling sneered and said: "We didn't bother it, we were helping it, didn't my sister say that we should love it like a baby? A baby needs to take a bath, it's nothing."

"That's right." Xiaoqing nodded, glanced at Xiaonailong, took out another fig fruit, and rubbed it on the sword.

The fig fruit is a second-level spiritual fruit. It cannot be eaten, but can only be used for alchemy. The peel is yellow-black, and the pulp will bubble when rubbed. The pulp has no medicinal power, and only the seeds can be used for alchemy.

Therefore, the outer layer must be ground off.

It turned out that Xiaoqing dealt with the bitter fruit without flowers on the big bluestone, but now it was replaced by the ice sword.

The cold air on the ice sword can make the pulp semi-solidified, and the saliva inside is also solidified, so that it will not stick to hands or big rocks, which is easier to handle.

Xiaoqing's efficiency in dealing with fig fruit has increased by at least two times.

The little milk dragon waited and waited for a long time before asking: "Have you washed yet?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Ling comforted with a smile, "Slow work can produce fine work."

"Xiao Longlong, if you are bored, why don't we come and chat, how about your life in the void?"

"Void?" The little milk dragon raised his head and recalled for a while, "There is darkness everywhere, and there are turbulent spaces, which is dangerous and boring."

"You are miserable." Worse than that.

Xiaoling sympathized with Xiaonailong for three seconds, then remembered Su Wanyue's entrustment, and pulled himself together to make a routine.

It's a pity that the little milk dragon looks silly, but it is actually very principled, no matter what Xiaoling says, he can't steal a space secret technique from it.

……

After Su Wanyue grasped the key points of So Far Away, she began to sink into the refiner again.

Everything is ready, just the last step.

Su Wanyue recalled the process of refining the spirit weapon.

The spirit weapon originally needed to inject the spirit of a monster into the utensil as the spirit of the utensil.

A weapon with a spirit is worthy of being called a spirit.

However, the success rate of spirit weapons is extremely low, often a thousand spirits may not be able to create a spirit weapon.

In order to refine weapons, monks in ancient times hunted and killed monsters wantonly, resulting in an ecological imbalance, the world was enraged, various extreme disasters came to the world, people were devastated, and the strong died of hatred.

During the catastrophe, the once brilliant civilization of comprehension was completely destroyed, and the method of instilling spirits with souls was also lost.

In the later generations, the craftsman invented the spirit pattern to replace the demon soul, and the only surviving spiritual weapon with the spirit of the weapon is honored as a divine weapon.

It is conceivable that the ability to turn death into life is against the sky.

Su Wanyue didn't dare to reveal that she possessed spirits at all, so she could only learn the method of casting spirit patterns honestly.

After the sword embryo was forged, it was quenched first, and after cooling down, Su Wanyue drew spirit patterns on the sword with spiritual power.

Strong pattern, heat-resistant pattern, defensive pattern, sharp pattern, fire pattern...

The material of purple thunder gold can carry up to twenty spirit patterns.

A spiritual weapon needs at least nine spiritual lines to resonate with the heavens and the earth, induce the transformation of the artifact, and become a spiritual existence, so that it can be collected in the dantian and used freely.

Su Wanyue has never tried to draw nine spirit patterns, and she only drew eighth at most before.

This time, after she finished drawing the first eight spirit patterns, she drew the ninth with her normal expression.

The spiritual power passed through the fingertips and landed on the sword, showing a faint tendency to collapse.

After a while, a complicated spirit-absorbing pattern was drawn, and the spirit pattern locked the spiritual energy, so that the spiritual energy would not collapse.

Su Wanyue tapped lightly, and the golden spirit patterns merged into the sword body, and the sword embryo trembled slightly. Several spirit patterns connected with each other from end to end, causing bursts of halos, and the surrounding spiritual energy gradually condensed and fell into the sword embryo.

The originally dark and unclear sword embryo became brighter bit by bit, and the spirit pattern moved on the sword body, from the hilt, bit by bit.

The spirit pattern crosses the tip of the sword, and slowly swims to the hilt from the other side. The spirit sword shines brightly, receiving the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly transforms.

"It's done." Su Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, and pinched another imperial object technique to let the spirit sword fly into the refining furnace.

At the bottom of the refining furnace is the Purple Void Divine Fire. Under the forging of the Divine Fire, the changes of the Spirit Sword are even more significant.

Originally purple-black, it gradually turned purple, slightly transparent, and the light flowing on the sword made it look very expensive.

Two hours later, the spiritual energy on Lingjian's body dissipated, and the sword screamed and flew out of the refining furnace.

Su Wanyue made a move, and the spirit sword fell into her hands.

The spirit sword is one foot and three feet long, two fingers wide, purple all over, with brilliance flowing on the sword, without a hilt.

"From now on, you will be called Purple God Sword No. [-]."

After the words fell, the light on the sword turned, and the words "Zi Shen No. [-]" appeared on the sword.

After Su Wanyue refined the spirit sword with her soul, she put the spirit sword into her dantian.

After she meditated to recover her spiritual power, she went outside the courtyard, entered the inheritance hall, came to the main hall, pointed at the big column, raised her hand slightly, and shouted: "Sword!"

The purple spirit sword appeared in seconds.

Su Wanyue didn't hold it in her hand, and with a movement of consciousness, Zishen No. [-] stabbed at the column.

I don't know what material the column of the inheritance tower is made of, and the sword stabbed it without leaving a trace.

The spirit sword seemed to know that it couldn't pierce the cylinder, so it flew back upside down and fell into Su Wanyue's hands.

Su Wanyue stepped forward and touched the cylinder, very pleased: "This material is much more powerful than Zilei Gold, and it should be more powerful when made into a spirit sword."

"I just don't know how to dismantle it. How about I get a bunch of explosives and blow up this damn place?"

Space has a strong healing ability, even if she blows up a hole in space, it should be able to recover quickly.

So her idea works.

After the inheritance tower is blown up, the material will be blown into pieces, and she can extract it and smelt it again.

Su Wanyue turned the Inheritance Tower once, took a small notebook to write down the approximate area, and calculated the approximate amount of explosives needed.

She didn't notice that in an empty space, an old man pulled his beard with a tangled expression.

Pull off a white beard and go out.

Pull off another black beard, won't you go out?

(End of this chapter)