Mi Xiaojing was very satisfied. He could feel that when his true energy flowed through the spiritual lines of the magical sword, he immediately formed a certain connection with it. Although he couldn't merge his mind with the sword, he could feel a very familiar feeling. When he used the incantation, he really felt like he could use it easily.
"Is this magical sword successfully refined?"
"Success! This is too f*cking successful... I, forget it..."
Wang Weijun was quite depressed and hit hard. He just casually tried and made a top-grade magical tool. He still didn't understand it himself. This child was simply going against the natural order. This was his first time refining a tool, even if he had a heritage, it shouldn't be like this!
"Let's try again!"
There was no other way, he could only analyze it with his eyes. So Wang Weijun urged Mi Xiaojing to try again.
Mi Xiaojing was actually not satisfied either. He agreed and issued the incantation again.
This time it was a protective incantation.
With a soft thunderous sound, the magical sword spun rapidly like a windmill, swirling around Mi Xiaojing at high speed, bringing up silver-white light, and at this moment, Mi Xiaojing's figure began to blur.
Zhang Ke was stunned. This was possible too! Like a tornado, the whirlwind brought up the surrounding snow, forming a vortex rising into the sky.
Luo Bo's eyes lit up. He didn't even think that the magical sword would have such great power. He reached out and picked up a stone on the ground, and threw it out.
Silently, the hard stone turned into dust and flew up. It could be imagined how fast the magical sword was.
Wei Fu bit his finger and mumbled, "So powerful, so powerful..."
Mi Xiaojing issued another incantation, and suddenly, the defensive circle of the protective magical sword began to expand, expanding to a diameter of about five meters. He felt a little overwhelmed and contracted it again. He pointed his hand, and the magical sword shot out.
Shoo!
A dazzling light flickered, and then a nearby ancient tree was cut in half, and the huge crown of the tree was thrown out, causing a large amount of snow mist to rise up.
Wang Weijun urgently said to Mi Xiaojing in his mind, "Leave here quickly, it's too loud!"
Mi Xiaojing issued the incantation, and the magical sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He casually put it into his storage bag and said, "Let's go back!"
Zhang Ke was confused, but Mi Xiaojing had already turned and ran, and he even carried Wei Fu and ran towards the way they came.Luo Bo was also clever and didn't ask too much. He followed and ran along with them. Zhang Ke was just stunned for a moment, but also followed and ran. In a few moments, the four of them had entered the dense forest.
On the gentle slope, the thick snow mist was still rising, and it really attracted a cultivator to fly over.
The person paused slightly in the air, and then pounced on the fallen ancient tree. It was too conspicuous, and could be seen clearly even in the air.
Landing beside the broken ancient tree, the person carefully examined it and couldn't help but exclaim. Because the broken part of the tree was smooth and neat, but the cross-section was all blackened, obviously burned by high temperature.
"What kind of sword is this? It even has thunder attribute... Who was testing the sword here?"
Turning around and jumping, the person had already come to the place where Mi Xiaojing and the others had stood before. The person muttered to himself, "Four people's footprints, hmm, one big and three small, maybe a senior brother brought people to test the sword? Strange, why test the sword in the wilderness?"
After taking a look at the footprints, it was obvious that they had already left.
The person didn't care about it, and with a slight movement of the body, had already flown into the air. A sword light flickered, and had already flown far away.
Mi Xiaojing and the others quickly returned to the yard, and all four of them had joyful expressions on their faces, especially Mi Xiaojing, who couldn't suppress his smile. He felt that he finally had a good weapon, although there were many problems in refining it, but this thunder wood weapon made him very satisfied.
Luo Bo looked envious and asked, "Xiao Mi, what is this called?" He didn't know that it was a magical sword.
"It doesn't have a name yet. This is the first time I've really had an attacking weapon... Hmm, I have to think of a good name."
Zhang Ke said, "How about calling it Lightning?"
Luo Bo exclaimed, "Good, good, Lightning... a good name..."
Mi Xiaojing shook his head and said, "It's too ordinary. It's better to call it Thunder Strike, Thunder Strike Sword!"
In Mi Xiaojing's mind, Wang Weijun sneered, "A group of ignorant kids who don't know how to name things."
Mi Xiaojing completely ignored him and said, "Okay, I've decided. It's called Thunder Strike... Well, it's not a sword, it's a dagger, Thunder Strike Dagger! I like it! Thunder... Strike to kill! It sounds powerful."
Wang Weijun was completely speechless.
Zhang Ke laughed and said, "If the little senior brother likes it, then it's Thunder Strike Dagger."
Luo Bo grinned and said, "Xiao Mi, Thunder Strike Dagger! It sounds great!"
Wei Fu was young and didn't dare to speak, just kept looking at Mi Xiaojing and smiling.
Mi Xiaojing patted Wei Fu's head and said, "I will continue to refine magical swords, and when I finish refining them, I will give you guys one."Zhang Ke was fine, after all, he was older. Wei Fu was young and didn't understand the value of it. Only Luo Bo was extremely excited. He watched Mi Xiaojing's demonstration of the Thunderstrike Dagger and was truly envious and delighted to the extreme. Hearing that Mi Xiaojing would give one away, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He did several somersaults in the snow and ended up slipping and falling into a snowdrift, but still let out excited screams.
"Wow, wow... Ah, this is great... Haha..."
Wei Fu ran up to help Luo Bo up, and Zhang Ke sighed, "We're like a family now... Hehe, it's good to be safe and sound..." His voice was very low, but Xiaojing heard it clearly and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It might not be so peaceful in the future!
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After arriving at the Heart Sect, Mi Xiaojing understood a principle: if one is not strong enough, it is useless anywhere. Only with enough strength can one protect oneself and the people around them.
Back at the edge of the spirit spring, Mi Xiaojing continued refining tools. Compared to alchemy, he preferred refining tools. If alchemy was just because of necessity, refining tools were because of love. He felt that the joy of successfully refining a tool was much stronger than that of alchemy, and it was a joy that came from the heart.
He took out a piece of Xuanjin wood, about three meters long, which was the heart of the Xuanjin wood, the hardest part. This Xuanjin wood had its own characteristics. Before being cut, the heart of the Xuanjin wood was the softest. Once cut, the heart would lose its moisture and become extremely hard, even harder than steel.
Therefore, the Xuanjin wood used for refining tools must maintain a certain amount of moisture and not be allowed to dry out completely. Once it dries out, it becomes difficult to handle.
This piece of Xuanjin wood's heart was soaked in water.
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