After the Dwarf Village Chief said it, Du Feng understood what to choose.
The first choice was to retain the automatic killing function of the purple flying sword. It could fly out to kill the enemy without the control of the Divine Sense, but it would fall from a supreme-grade immortal weapon to a high-grade immortal weapon. In this case, it would not be comparable to an Innate immortal weapon.
The second choice was to retain the grade of the purple flying sword, but in that case, its most characteristic automatic killing function would be lost. Without the automatic killing function, it would be no different from an ordinary sword. It could only be held by hand or controlled by the Divine Sense with the True Essence. Once it lost the control of its owner, it would fall to the ground.
"I choose the second one!"
After listening, Du Feng did not hesitate at all, because he did not need the automatic killing function. Originally, there was a swordsman in his Dragon Sword. Even without his control, it could fly out to kill the enemy, but the strength would be slightly less.
Secondly, he also had the red gourd, which could soak the purple flying sword in, and it could also automatically fly out to kill the enemy. Therefore, retaining the grade was the most important, and the automatic killing function could be completely ignored.
"Well, then I know."
After hearing this, the Dwarf Village Chief took out a cloth bag. After opening the cloth bag, there was a lot of gold, silver, and black powder mixed together. He sprinkled the powder evenly on the purple flying sword, and then sprinkled some on the forging table next to it.
"Both of you, step back!"
The Dwarf Village Chief saw that Du Feng and Fu Xi were standing too close, so he asked them to step back.
"Forget it, no need to step back."
On second thought, he did not need to step back. He saw the old man took out a wine pot and gulped down a mouthful of wine. Then, he suddenly spouted a big flame at the purple flying sword on the forging table.
Huo! This ball of flame was really hot, and even Du Feng and Fuxi felt a little panicky from the heat. It should be known that Fu Xi had the innate combat skills of the Phoenix Clan, and Fu Xi was also a master of playing with fire. However, the two of them only felt a little uncomfortable, and they were not injured. This was also the reason why the Dwarf Village Chief did not allow them to retreat.
This was because he thought about it carefully. With Du Feng and Fu Xi's strength, they shouldn't have been burned.
The fire ignited the mixed metal powder. Then, the village chief picked up a short iron hammer and began to crazily hammer on the forging table.
"Ding ding dang dang dang …"
This time, the hammering speed was especially fast. It was so fast that one could barely see the trajectory of the hammer. All one could see was its afterimage. This was the only way to reconnect the purple flying sword. After all, it was a supreme-grade immortal artifact.
Uh … At this point, Fu Xi frowned because the speed was too fast. Cultivation was not enough, and his eyesight was not that good. Most importantly, his memory was not that good either. He could only count on Du Feng.
Fortunately, Du Feng's eyesight was good enough to see every movement clearly. Moreover, he had a super good memory, so it was very easy for him to have a photographic memory. At this time, using Spiritual Awareness to capture the trajectory of movement was not as fast as using his eyes to see directly.
Du Feng found a problem. He seemed to have underestimated the strength of the Dwarf Village Chief. Because when dealing with Lv Bing, the Dwarf Village Chief only used the orange sword and did not have any other skills. But now it seemed that this was not the case.
He used the orange sword just to fight against the purple flying sword. When not using the orange sword, the speed of his hand was still very fast, and the strength was also particularly strong.
Aiya, what's going on?
The speed of his hand was fast, but why did it feel like the Dwarf Village Chief was gradually growing taller. Du Feng looked carefully, and it was not an illusion. But with the rapid swing of the hammer, the height of the Dwarf Village Chief really increased. However, the extent of each increase was only one millimeter, so it was not noticeable if one did not look carefully.
Understood, the old man was stimulating the potential of his body. Because to fuse the supreme-grade immortal artifact purple flying sword together, the strength needed was too great.
After all, the Dwarf Tribe had existed for a long time, and the Dwarf Village Chief had lived for a long time. If it was not because of the rules of the Cloud Martial Mystic Realm, the old man would probably have broken through to the Perfected Golden Immortal.
Once he broke through to the Perfected Golden Immortal, he would be teleported away randomly. Once he was teleported away, he would not be able to enter the Cloud Martial Mystic Realm. This was because people who surpassed the Golden Immortal could not enter. The Dwarf Village Chief obviously did not want to take the risk of being teleported away randomly, and he could not bear to leave the villagers.
Therefore, he had been suppressing his Cultivation, and only relied on the orange sword to fight the enemy.
This time, the high-intensity beating lasted for a full four hours. The Dwarf Village Chief's height increased from 80 centimeters to more than two meters, and he looked almost the same as Fu Xi. The hammer in his hand grew larger and larger as he hammered it.
Bang!
The last heavy blow landed on the ground, and all the metal powder on the forging table also disappeared. Looking at the two broken pieces of the purple flying sword, they had already joined together tightly, and there was no gap at all.
"Come and get it!"
For some reason, the Dwarf Village Chief did not let Du Feng come and get the sword, but asked Fu Xi to come and get it. Fu Xi did not know how to use a sword at all, and he was not a sword cultivator. However, since the old man had said so, he would wait until he helped Du Feng run the errands.
What … What was going on!
When Fu Xi picked up the repaired purple flying sword from the forging table, he was completely stunned. This was because a powerful fire attribute energy had entered his palm from the sword hilt, then through his arm, and into his body, straight to the position of his Dantian.
He did not even have time to sit cross-legged, and he just stood there to absorb the violent fire attribute energy.
Mmm! Du Feng nodded, he could already see what Fu Xi was doing.
As an experienced martial artist, of course, he would not disturb Fu Xi at this time. Instead, he waited quietly at the side. Because the energy was too violent, if Fu Xi was possessed by the devil, he would have to help him resolve it.
Fortunately, as a professional blacksmith, Fu Xi was quite used to the violent fire attribute energy. Although his face was red, and his forearm had become like a red-hot iron pillar, he did not suffer from the devil. When the color of his forearm gradually darkened, the fire attribute energy was completely absorbed.
This morning, Fu Xi had just advanced to Stage Four of the Golden Celestial Stage, and he was a little happy. But just now, he advanced to Stage Seven of the Golden Celestial Stage, and he was in the late stage of Stage Seven of the Golden Celestial Stage. It had to be said that the Dwarf Village Chief was very happy with this move.
"Go back and have a rest, I guess they will come tonight!"
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