Whoosh!
Whoosh!
On the training field, Jun Changxiao performed the Nine Forms of the Wave Stacking Sword, creating layers of sword shadows that were as smooth as flowing water!
"So cool!"
"Patriarch looks like he's dancing!"
The disciples standing nearby exclaimed.
Clang!
After a while, Jun Changxiao stopped and sheathed his sword. "The Cold Edge Sword that Hall Master Fan has infused with his soul is indeed more useful than before!"
In the sword test just now, he could feel that the sword was connected to him, especially when he performed sword moves. The improvement in all aspects was very obvious!
If all the disciples were equipped with this kind of weapon, their overall strength would definitely be stronger.
Jun Changxiao thought that the biggest gain from this trip to the Eastern Sea's Fishery Province was Emperor Zhenwei's interspatial ring and various martial arts resources in the treasury.
Now it seemed.
Master Fan was the real priceless treasure!
"Qingyang!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and threw the reconstructed Cold Edge Sword over. "Test the sword!"
"Yes!"
Li Qingyang flew over from afar, holding the sword hilt, and landed lightly on the training field. Then, he performed the Nine Forms of the Wave Stacking Sword until the ninth form was gathered, forming an unparalleled sword qi that slashed down!
Boom — — —
The ground cracked, and sword marks appeared!
"Patriarch!"
Li Qingyang stood with the sword and said in surprise, "This sword seems to be more useful than before."
The next second, his smile froze. Looking at the floor that he had destroyed, he clutched his chest in pain.
The second disciple couldn't help but destroy the training field that he had built himself. It was obvious how useful the Cold Edge Sword was!
…
Fan Yezi didn't rest. He had entered a state of intoxication on the reconstructed weapons.
In fact, this guy was also a lunatic like Emperor Zhenwei, but he was crazy about forging.
In just a few days.
Hundreds of cold weapons were reconstructed and infused with love and souls.
The disciples all held the Cold Edge Sword that had been infused with souls. Whether it was during daily practice or sparring, they could feel a subtle connection with the weapon.
Of course.
The most obvious effects were the Cloud Piercing Sword, Black Iron Shield, and other defensive equipment.
It was indeed as Jun Changxiao thought.
Fan Yezi was the real priceless treasure!
His arrival and the remodeling of the weapons and equipment had greatly increased the combat power of the Sect of All Times.
If it was just for an individual, the effect might not be outstanding. However, if 70,000 disciples were to equip equipment with souls, the overall improvement would be very significant!
And these were only the basic level weapons and equipment. The higher level True Yang Set and Dragon Tooth series weapons were all waiting for Fan Yezi to inject his soul into them. At that time, the upgrade ratio would be even higher.
"I've earned it, I've earned it!"
Jun Changxiao felt extremely lucky that he was able to go to the East Ocean Fishery Province and save Master Fan at the cost of a large number of chapters, because the help that Master Fan brought to the sect was continuous and permanent!
He had to thank elder Wei and the others.
If he hadn't suggested that the Patriarch go and rescue them, with Gou Sheng's aloof personality, he might have been too lazy to go out to sea.
Therefore, in a large and professional sect, the Patriarch might not be able to consider many things thoroughly. The role and suggestions of the higher-ups were equally important!
Other than being extremely handsome, Jun Changxiao was not a perfect person.
Elder Wei and the other higher-ups would make up for his shortcomings when necessary, but they would not be careless when it came to important matters. Only in this way could they truly create the strongest sect of all time.
…
In the smithing hall.
Jun Changxiao took out his Finger of Empire and placed it on the smithing table. He said, "Can I inject my soul into this item?"
The System: "…"
This exclusive Divine Weapon was already wretched enough. If a soul was injected, wouldn't it be as wretched as the sun in the sky?!
Fan Yezi walked forward and took the strangely shaped Finger of Empire in his hand. His eyes widened and he was extremely shocked. He said, "This … this …"
"That's right."
Jun Changxiao said, "Above Divine Grade."
"Plop!"
Fan Yezi directly fell to the ground, his hands trembling violently. He said, "The Patriarch can actually forge weapons above Divine Grade!"
With his current level, he could only forge weapons of Divine Grade, and that required powerful ores. As for weapons above Divine Grade, it was not that he had not tested it before, but he failed in the Eastern Sea Fishery Province.
Jun Changxiao said, "This was forged by Senior Ganjiang and Senior Moxie when they were alive."
"That's right."
The System said, "Have some shame."
"I see!"
Fan Yezi's fluctuating heart calmed down a lot.
If a young man in his early twenties could forge weapons above Divine Grade, it would be too shocking!
"The Patriarch."
Fan Yezi carefully sized it up and said, "This weapon's workmanship is still impeccable, but it still lacks a soul. As for whether it can be injected with a soul, I'll have to try to find out."
"Then let's try."
"It might … take a long time."
Remodeling high-level equipment required more energy, unlike Cold Edge, which could be mass-produced by hundreds of weapons a day.
…
"This … this …"
Fan Yezi was dumbfounded and shocked again.
Because he was in the Space-Time Arcane Realm, and learned from the Patriarch that there was a time acceleration here. 50 days inside was only one day outside!
"Pa!"
He slapped his face, and after feeling the pain, he said, "It's not a dream … it's not a dream!"
Sigh, after entering the Sect of All Times, except for remodeling weapons, he spent the rest of his time in shock. It was really difficult for him.
"Hall Master Fan."
Jun Changxiao said, "I'll leave this weapon to you."
"Okay!"
Master Fan hurriedly released his forging energy, and then condensed a total of five hammers, and then worked day and night.
Injecting a soul into a weapon above Divine Grade was indeed very difficult. It took a whole month to succeed, and the results were not ideal.
"Patriarch."
Fan Yezi handed over the Pointer of Nations, and shook his head, "My ability is limited, and I can barely reforge it a little.
Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "It's mainly because Hall Master Fan lacks materials to practice. Practice makes perfect. Come, I have a few Divine Grade weapons here, you can use them to practice."
He took out the Heavenly Slaughter Lightning Rune, Cloud Dream Hero's Secret, and Hell Rage.
"…"
Fan Yezi almost fainted from happiness. Then, he squatted on the casting table and slapped his own face like crazy.
He was regretting, regretting that he had repeatedly rejected Jun Changxiao's sincere invitation!
If the other party didn't lock him up and let him go, he would have missed out on so many weapons, not to mention remodeling them!
Fan Yezi, Fan Yezi!
You're really a bastard, you almost made a huge mistake!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The sound of knocking and slapping intertwined, outlining a very beautiful and moving rhythm.
…
After handing over Li Qingyang and the others' exclusive Divine Weapons to Fan Yezi, Jun Changxiao began to think about how to deal with Yuan Gongzi.
"This person went to the East Sea Fishery Province to join Emperor Zhenwei and build a great career."
"Got it."
Jun Changxiao's eyes lit up, and then he walked into the cell and dragged Yuan Gongzi out without asking for the reason.
"Jun Changxiao! If you want to kill me, can't you give me a more dignified death? Don't drag me like a dead dog! " Yuan Gongzi roared angrily.
"I'll take you to a fun place," Jun Changxiao said with a smile.
"A fun place?"
Yuan Gongzi was confused, and then he saw a vortex of light similar to an array formation in front of him, emitting a gloomy aura.
Is this hell?
Whoosh!
While he was thinking, Jun Changxiao dragged him into hell … Oh, no, it was the dimensional battlefield!
Fan Yezi, the right medicine.
Young Master Yuan, you also need to take the right medicine!
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