Martial arts become gods

Chapter 133 Remnant Dragon Sword

"Huh!" Throwing into the cold lake water, Mo Xian let out a timid breath.

This experience in the ruins, he can be regarded as a narrow escape, but the benefits he got are also many.

The strength has broken from a one-star martial artist to a three-star martial artist, which means that his status in Taichu Academy will be further improved, and it will also be of great benefit to the development of Tongmeng.

In addition, he got thousands of low-grade spirit stones, which is probably not too much compared to the storage capacity of some families, enough for him to practice for a long time.

There are many other medicinal materials, the most precious of which is probably the longevity ginseng, but it is useless to him now.

Then there is a fifth-grade forging design drawing. For the time being, he can't see what is being forged, so he is also very curious about what kind of powerful spirit treasure is recorded in this design drawing.

Is it a weapon, an armor, or some other powerful component?
The most precious thing right now is probably the thick and strange epee in his hand.

This sword looks very heavy, there is no blade at all, and it is more like smashing when used.

There seemed to be several powerful martial arts in it, and Mo Xian only displayed one of them unintentionally.

Just from the surface, one can't see the grade of this sword at all, but one knows that he is indeed extraordinary.

So Mo Xian closed his eyes and tried to communicate with his spiritual sense.After all, blacksmiths often have an extremely mysterious connection with weapons.

"Roar!"

Under this communication, Mo Xian seemed to hear a dragon chant, which made his ears buzz.

At the beginning, this sword seemed to have a strong repulsion to Mo Xian, and Mo Xian was often shaken as soon as he touched it.

But as he kept trying, the sword seemed to finally accept Mo Xian.

Then Mo Xian discovered that he seemed to have entered the inner space of the sword, which contained various extremely complicated patterns.

This is clearly the handwriting of a powerful blacksmith, and it is very mysterious. With Mo Xian's current level, he can't understand the mystery at all.

And these lines are criss-crossed, and the components form an extremely huge world, and in the center of this world, countless lines meet here, as if wrapping something.

Mo Xian tried to get close, and soon felt an extremely ferocious aura.

Wrapped by the countless lines, it turned out to be an extremely ferocious huge flood dragon.

Although the flood dragon is far less powerful than the real giant dragon, it can be regarded as the overlord in the World of Warcraft, and its power is self-evident.

"In this sword, the soul of a dragon is actually sealed!" Mo Xian's heart was shocked. If he wanted to seal the soul of a monster in it when forging a weapon, it would be impossible for an ordinary blacksmith to do it.

As far as Mo Xian knew Yin Xiuya, the old city lord of Taichu City, and the third child of Taichu Academy, one of them was a sixth-rank blacksmith and the other a fifth-rank blacksmith, but I am afraid they could also do such a big job of sealing souls in weapons.

Although it is obvious that the remnant soul of the flood dragon is not complete, otherwise it would not be possible to only have the current breath, but it is already commendable.

Moreover, this sword is only a third-grade Lingbao weapon, which can seal such a powerful soul. The forging level of its maker must have reached the state of perfection.

"Since you have the remnant soul of a flood dragon inside you, I will call you Remnant Dragon Sword from now on." Mo Xianwu nodded to himself, as if he was very satisfied with this rustic name.

"Have you soaked enough, what about my share?" Xiao En suddenly emerged from the bottom of the water and said loudly.

Seeing a tree suddenly emerge from the bottom of the water, the scene was so weird, Mo Xian jumped immediately, "I said you can emerge from anywhere, please can you call ahead the next time you appear? Hello."

"It's because you are too timid, stop talking nonsense, I want my share!" Xiao En said righteously.

"I can't do without you!" Mo Xian gave Xiao En a white look, and reluctantly took out half of the remaining low-grade Yun Lingshi in the ring.

"You soak well, I'll go grow wild first!" Xiao En suddenly disappeared, and then appeared from the shore again, and then Mo Xian saw that the pile of low-grade spirit stones decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye with.

"This guy is simply a big money burner!" Mo Xian couldn't help but shook his head. According to Xiao En's way of eating, his little property might be consumed in a short time.

……

Today's Panshi Town seems to have regained its former calm, and the streets are empty.

But on the square in front of the tallest building in Panshi Town, there are less than twenty uniformly dressed people.

These people looked very tired, and their bodies were more or less wounded, they were those from Taichu Academy.

Sun Zicong, Jiangrou, Zhou Ziming and the others looked around from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone, while Wang Yan was holding his hands on his chest, his face full of impatience.

"I said, it's time to wait. Seeing that that kid Mo Xian hasn't come back, I think he's already dead!" After waiting for a while, Wang Yan's patience finally reached its limit.The pressure he put on Mo Xian was clear to him, it was enough to severely injure a nine-star martial artist, let alone Mo Xian, who was far inferior to the nine-star martial artist.

The most important thing is that he knew that Li Yingzhuo must have secretly asked Mo Xian to kill him.

"You fart, he won't die even if you die!" Sun Zicong shouted.

"Looking for death!" Wang Yan's face turned cold, and his sharp eyes were directed at Sun Zicong.

"Why, do you want to kill me too?" Sun Zicong said calmly and fearlessly.

"Hmph, you're not worth my shot." Wang Yan suddenly laughed, killing Sun Zicong here, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome after returning.He paused and continued: "Forget it, since you don't give up, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."

As time passed by, Sun Zicong's hearts became more and more cold.

"I told you a long time ago, that kid is dead!" Wang Yan sneered.

"Are you talking about me?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came out from Panshi Restaurant, who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Xian.

"Mo Xian, that's great, you're still alive!" Sun Zicong and the others shouted in surprise.

Wang Yan's face froze, and he couldn't help taking a step forward, as if he wanted to see if it was Mo Xian, "Impossible, why did you come out of the restaurant?"

"Oh, I see that you are all waiting for me here, so I took the time to go in and take a shower first, and change my clothes, so that I don't dare to look at you!" Mo Xian said lightly.

"Damn!" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help giving Mo Xian a middle finger.

Only Wang Yan had an ugly complexion, and almost all the veins on his forehead were bulging.

He was very puzzled, with such a serious injury, how could Mo Xian escape Li Yingzhuo's pursuit, and then appear here like a normal person.

He is very clear about Li Yingzhuo's tracking skills, and it is absolutely impossible for a person who stretches out his hand and seriously injured him to get rid of him.

"Do you want to ask me where Li Yingzhuo has gone?" Mo Xian whispered in Wang Yan's ear as he passed by.

Hearing this, Wang Yan couldn't help shaking. At first, he thought that Li Yingzhuo hadn't found Mo Xian, but from Mo Xian's point of view, the two must have met.

(End of this chapter)