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Chapter 165

Words:2066Update:22/06/17 23:42:55

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However, dreams were beautiful, but reality was very frustrating.

In Wang Baole's first attempt, he took out a small shield and placed it in the smelting furnace. After some consideration, Wang Baole took out a grain of Armament Sand and fused it with the Armament Sand. However, the moment it was fused with the Armament Sand, the small shield trembled violently and lost all of its Spirit Force.

Wang Baole frowned. After taking it out to examine it, he found that all of the inscriptions on the Spirit Kernel had been shattered. This Magical Item required new inscriptions, and the exterior materials would have to be stripped off. It could be considered a half-scrap.

After muttering to himself irresolutely, Wang Baole took out a second Magical Item and continued to experiment. At first, everything went smoothly. However, an hour later, a rumbling sound could be heard, and the second Magical Item shattered. Wang Baole was shocked. After taking it out to examine it, he found that even the Spirit Kernel had been shattered. As for the inscriptions, they were all twisted.

"Is it really impossible?" Wang Baole scratched his head. Looking at the large number of Magical Items he had left that he couldn't sell, he thought for a moment, and then continued to experiment.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, Wang Baole immersed himself in using the Soldier Sand to fuse the Magical Items. After failing eighteen times in a row, he was so frustrated that he was about to give up.

In fact, those eighteen failures were usually due to the fact that not long after the Soldier Sand was fused into the Magical Item, the entire Magical Item began to become unstable. All of the inscriptions inside began to shatter and distort, as if they were unable to bear the weight of the Soldier Sand, and were immediately scrapped.

However, just as Wang Baole was about to give up helplessly, his nineteenth refinement, a second-grade flying sword, vibrated momentarily after the Armament Sand was infused into it. Then, it suddenly emitted an intense glow.

As soon as the light appeared, Wang Baole's spirits were lifted. He immediately put all of his energy into controlling the flying sword. Finally, after the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the flying sword's light disappeared. When he took it back, it was clearly different from before.

"Success!!" Wang Baole was overjoyed. He quickly examined it and found that the flying sword was heavier than before. He poured Spirit Qi into it to examine its interior. Immediately, he saw that on the Spirit Kernel of the flying sword, similar to the scabbard, there were some inscriptions that looked like encryption. However, they were not as complicated as the scabbard.

At the same time, the flying sword's inscriptions were also different from before. After careful analysis, Wang Baole discovered that nine inscriptions had been changed. Because of these changes, the arrangement of the inscriptions had been slightly altered.

However, even if it was just a slight change, it was enough to change the flying sword's function greatly. Wang Baole had never seen such a method of arrangement in the jade slip before, so he couldn't tell what function the flying sword had after the changes.

Thankfully, he had the formula for Inscriptions, so he sat there and deduced. After a while, when Wang Baole raised his head, he was dumbfounded.

"Speed reduced, sharpness reduced, sacrificing all of its attributes. Only … toughness increased by more than ten times?" Wang Baole muttered to himself. This was the result of his inscriptions. After a long time, he lowered his head, a strange expression on his face. He simply took out the Flying Frost Sword, a perfect second grade magical weapon, and slashed at the sword that had been altered.

Logically speaking, although both swords were of the second grade, one was perfect and the other was ordinary. One was extremely difficult to refine and the other was easy to refine. One required a lot of precious materials, while the other required cheap materials.

Therefore, when they collided, the latter would definitely be cut in half. But now … the moment Wang Baole's Flying Frost Sword fell, the crisp sound of metal colliding rang out. The Flying Frost Sword was violently shaken, and a crack even appeared on it. The ordinary sword, on the other hand, was completely unscathed!

"So tough!!"

This scene made Wang Baole gasp. His eyes were filled with surprise. He picked up the mutated flying sword and flung it forward.

Immediately, the flying sword slowly floated forward at the speed of a mosquito …

Wang Baole did not know whether to laugh or cry at this scene. After testing its sharpness, he looked at the mutated sword and felt that it could no longer be called a sword. It might be more appropriate to call it a stick.

"This is nothing. It was trash before, and now … it's still trash." Wang Baole sighed. He wanted to modify some of the inscriptions, wanting to increase speed and sharpness while retaining its toughness. But after studying for a while, he had no choice but to give up. He did not have many ideas, but it was not without benefits. At the very least, Wang Baole had memorized the arrangement of the mutated inscriptions. In the future, if he wanted to toughen his magical weapons, he could inscribe this arrangement of inscriptions.

Finally, Wang Baole threw the magical weapon to the side. After pondering for a while, he was unwilling to give up and continued to modify it with the Armament Sand. Time passed slowly, until a month later …

When Wang Baole had exhausted all of his trashy Dharmic Artifacts, and even tried to modify dozens of Dharmic Artifact puppets, he looked at the Dharmic Artifacts laid out in front of him and slapped his forehead, feeling dejected.

"What kind of mess is this …"

In the process, he had really wasted a lot of magical weapons. Although he had succeeded in modifying dozens of weapons in the end, almost none of them had the results he wanted.

After incorporating the Armament Sand, there were too many uncontrollable variations. It was impossible to specify the variation of a specific attribute. It was basically like trying to get lucky.

If that was all, it would have been fine. But among the magical weapons that he had successfully modified, there were some strange effects that gave Wang Baole a headache.

For example, the flying sword originally relied on speed, sharpness, and toughness as its advantages. But after Wang Baole's refinement, not to mention the first one, of the two that followed, one was extremely fast, unbelievably fast, but very fragile and not very sharp. It almost disintegrated halfway through the flight …

The other one was even more ridiculous. It did not distinguish between friend and foe. Once it was activated, it seemed to have gone crazy and went straight for Wang Baole.

There were also a few beads. Originally, they were Golden Bell Beads that had not reached second-grade perfection, but they had become self-exploding beads. They did not need to be thrown out to hit people, because they would explode with just a little force. After Wang Baole finished refining, he just had to pick them up and they exploded.

This was not what gave Wang Baole the biggest headache. What drove him crazy was an umbrella, a horsetail whisk, and an immortal-binding rope.

These three magical weapons seemed to have been modified in some ways. The umbrella was originally used for protection, but after being modified, although its protection was much stronger than before, it kept failing. And every time it failed, it would fly out like a flying sword … It was as if if it had spiritual intelligence, it would not think of itself as an umbrella, but as a flying sword.

As for the horsetail whisk, it made Wang Baole sigh. After being modified by the Armament Sand, the originally soft horsetail whisk had become extremely strong, like steel wire, seemingly indestructible. Logically speaking, this change should have made Wang Baole happy, but in fact, it immediately became soft after three seconds at most …

What gave Wang Baole the biggest headache was the rope. To this day, Wang Baole still remembered that five days ago, when he had refined the rope, he had walked out of the cave abode and tried to throw it out to see its effects. However, the rope had simply flown into the air … and disappeared …

"This damned rope. I don't know what happened to it. After flying away, it still hasn't returned …" When Wang Baole thought of the rope, he went crazy. He felt that the rope had the biggest problem.

Even so, among the dozens of magical weapons, there were still a few that Wang Baole was barely satisfied with. For example, there was a large seal. It was originally an ordinary second-grade item, but after being modified, it had become a perfect second-grade item. It was so powerful that even Wang Baole was surprised. He vaguely felt that it was not much different from a third-grade spirit treasure.

However, when Wang Baole tried it out, he found that the large seal would also fail. Once it failed, it was as if everything was useless. Furthermore, it had a strong elasticity. With a slight slap, it could be directly sent flying.

There was also the matter of Wang Baole's puppet Dharmic Artifacts. Two of them had succeeded, and one of them was extremely sturdy. Wang Baole threw a punch at it, but it didn't shatter. That shocked him.

The other was reflected in its speed. When Wang Baole took it out to test it, he was shocked to find that this guy ran faster than him. Thus, Wang Baole hurriedly studied the inscriptions on the puppet's spirit kernel and recorded them down.

"What are all these things!" Wang Baole looked at the magical weapons in front of him and sighed deeply. He felt that he had wasted both time and Armament Sand during this period of time.

Fortunately, he had obtained some inscription arrangement methods that the Dao College had not recorded. This made his depressed mood somewhat better. At this moment, he was about to put away these magical weapons when he suddenly paused.

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