Chapter 112 Weapon Refining
Xindu, Princess of the Night.
Chu Yao was sitting cross-legged in a dark room.
This darkroom is located on the third underground floor of Princess Ye. It was specially prepared by Chu Yao and Chen Qingyu.
Although she already had a room, as a monk, it was more convenient to have a place where she could retreat.
The walls of the darkroom are made of very hard material, which is fireproof, explosion-proof and blast-proof... and it is hidden deep underground, so Chu Yao won't be afraid no matter how loud the noise is.
If she was still refining elixirs in her room as before, sooner or later she would overthrow Princess Ye.
Now that you have decided to rescue people, you must be fully prepared.
The cell phone beeped. Chu Yao raised it and saw that it was information about Lian Jining sent by Gong Xiaoran.
"Lian Jining, male (Chinese calendar 2456, 6-), was born in Xindu, the third continent. He studied biotechnology at Ari University from 2475 to 79. He received a doctorate in biochemistry and molecular biology in 2484 and served as a volunteer in 2494. Professor of the Institute of Technology of Steel University, and served as deputy director of the brain science department of Steel Dome Company in 2499..."
"This person is introverted and not good at talking. He still has no partner at the age of 59. Before retiring, he focused exclusively on his own research. He is a scholarly scientific researcher."
Good guy, even his underwear was taken out. Xiaoran and the others were so efficient.
However, Gong Xiaoran said that the information that Maoyantang can find is very limited, and at most it can only be found here. After retiring, this person became reclusive and rarely communicated with outsiders, like a hermit.
This information is only on the surface. If you really want to find out what tricks he is up to, it seems that you must go to this person's residence to explore.
After reading the information, Chu Yao thought quietly for a while, then took out a sword hilt from the storage bag and held it in his hand.
It was the lightsaber obtained earlier in the formation.
Not to mention the unused guns, ammunition and grenades, this should be the only still usable weapon in her storage bag.
After her experiments, she found that this thing is not only able to withstand the manipulation of Qi refining cultivation, but its power will also increase as the user's cultivation level increases.
She tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword, and gathered her spiritual power into her hand. Then she pressed the button, and the sword-like white light spread out, illuminating the dark room.
There was also a faint blue glow around the white light. Chu Yao speculated that this was a change caused by the spiritual power driven by the foundation building period.
Chu Yao took back the lightsaber, and then a flash of purple light spurted out from her body.
This purple ray of light whirled in mid-air in the dark room with a sword whistling like a crane. After turning three times, it stopped steadily on Chu Yao's knees with astonishing mana fluctuations.
A three-foot long sword, the whole body is purple, the sword head looks like a ghost skull, and the wavy cloud pattern on the spine looks like a demon.
Chu Yao’s natal magic weapon, Zihuang Sword!
The first thing she did after regaining her consciousness was to confirm whether the Zihuang Sword still existed in her body. She didn't have much hope at first, but the result made her overjoyed.
The desperate fight before the Nascent Soul was shattered was successful!
The Zihuang Sword has always existed in the depths of her soul consciousness, and after the ninth level of Qi refining, Chu Yao finally saw it again.
This sword is based on the Nine Nether Purple Stone and the ancient iron wood spiritual plant. It has been tempered endlessly for seventy-seven forty-nine days with its own elixir fire, and then it is warmed and nourished by the essence of the four heavenly ghosts born in the Jedi. Only with more than enough can success be achieved.
The difficulty of refining the Zihuang Sword is not trivial, but after it is refined, it becomes the best of the best magic weapons. Even as soon as it is born, it attracts strange phenomena from heaven and earth, and attracts all kinds of rogue cultivators to come to snatch it. Chu Yao, who was only in the golden elixir stage at that time, I suffered a lot.
But in the end, she still managed to carve out a world in the Northern Territory with one person and one sword.
So much so that men and swords are as famous as each other, and all cultivators in Fengyuan Northern Territory know that the sky is cloudy, ghosts and immortals, Yama is purple, and the sword is still there!
Chu Yao gently held the hilt of the sword, and a familiar feeling came to his heart. The past scenes of fighting and killing with the sword on the Fengyuan Continent appeared in front of his eyes.
The Zihuang Sword seemed to feel something, trembling slightly in her palm. It had been silent for a long time.
The light on it is still a little dim, and it has not yet fully returned to its peak state.
However, even if he failed to recover, he can now exert the power of half-step golden elixir, which can be said to be Chu Yao's biggest trump card!
She nodded with satisfaction, then took the Purple Sword back into her body and continued to warm it up.
The recovery of the magic weapon cannot be rushed. Only when her own cultivation becomes stronger can it return to its original state faster.
Chu Yao thought quietly for a while again, and then took out a lot of messy things from his storage bag.
A large piece of somewhat tattered black fur, two blood-red eyeballs, large and small bone-white teeth, a somewhat shriveled poison sac, and ten spider legs that looked like sharp blades.
These were all the trophies she had obtained from the giant spider before, and she stripped off all the useful things.
While she was in the mine, she was busy practicing and refining elixirs, and there was a danger of a large formation leaking around her. With the danger surrounding her, the weapon refining matters were put on hold for the time being.
If you want to save the people of Tianyin Sect, you must be fully prepared. She now has more than enough offensive skills, but lacks some tools for self-protection. She took this opportunity to refine a few magic weapons for protection.
It will be impossible to practice all these things in a short time. She spent a long time choosing, and finally decided to give the piece of fur and teeth a try.
Refining weapons is no better than refining elixirs. There are ways to refine pills, but the methods of refining weapons are diverse and vary from person to person, not to mention that this giant spider is a monster that Chu Yao has never heard of before. I could only find some refining methods with similar materials in my memory to see if it could work.
With a wave of his little hand, a stream of spiritual fire flew out and wrapped the black fur layer by layer. Chu Yao first removed the black hair on it, and then used sharp tools and spiritual fire to modify it into a long strip shape, like a scarf.
Several white spider teeth were also "cooked" by the spiritual fire and turned into a milky white liquid, which was integrated into the scarf under the control of Chu Yao's spiritual power.
While roasting over the fire, Chu Yao also took out some things from the storage bag and threw them in, such as elixirs and various gold, silver, copper and iron items...
Feeling that something was missing, she started playing tricks again, summoned a few imps, and threw them directly into the fire.
The method sounds a bit wild...but being wild has its own beauty!
Chu Yao practiced like this for about a week, and finally a scarf magic weapon with a silvery gray luster came out of the oven.
After finishing the exercise, she quickly called Gong Xiaoran and asked her to come to the underground darkroom as soon as possible.
"What's wrong, Sister Chu? Is there something urgent that you can't Feixin tell me?" Fortunately, Gong Xiaoran was not busy today, otherwise Chu Yao wouldn't be able to find her for a while.
Chu Yao threw the scarf around his neck, stood still, and extended an invitation to the confused Gong Xiaoran:
"Come on, hit me!"