Wu Ya then remembered that the natal mysterious weapons are also divided into levels. If you want to become a spiritual weapon master, you must let the natal mysterious weapons enter the body to automatically generate spirituality or capture the soul of a monster and fuse it. Both have their own advantages. I can’t say no for the time being.
It is clear who is stronger and who is weaker. In order for the natal Xuan Weapon to produce spirituality, it must be of excellent quality. If not, the quality can only be slowly extracted with Xuan Qi. Just like Wu Qianxue's Xuan Qi back then was extracted to refine Xuan Qi.
Weapons, refined with the profound energy of the human body, can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Of course, this kind of thing is expressly prohibited in the Xuanbing Empire, at least on the surface. That’s why Wu Ya is so angry about Wu Qianxue. Of course, there are also ways to use human souls to refine Xuanbing, which is even more demonic.
Technique.
There is no need to improve the quality of Wu Ya's natal mysterious weapons at all. Well, maybe it does. The way to improve them is to have more magic weapons in them. Wu Ya shook his head and said: "Yes, just use it to repair it."
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Twitching the corner of his mouth, the dwarf seemed to want to hit Wu Ya's head with the hammer in his hand. Is this kid mentally retarded? But there is no other way. He is a customer and has not violated the rules. It is not like those guys just now who wanted to do it themselves.
Refining a damn walking brace, damn, do you look like a blacksmith who refines such daily necessities?
"Okay, even though I really want to kill you with a hammer, I still have to refine it for you." The dwarf said depressingly.
He started to do it. The first thing he aimed at was the halberd. The third-level one was easier to repair. The easier ones came first. Every time he smelted Wuxuan Jingte, the beard on his face would shake violently. It was painful.
I heard him say while repairing it: "I won't pay you for staying here, just give me the smelted scraps."
"Uh, okay, but you can't cut corners!"
"Please respect the character of our dwarves. We are not your humans, and we are not cunning." The dwarf said angrily. If he hadn't seen the Wuxuanjing iron shards, he would have driven them away.
"Wu Ya, don't agree. I heard that Wu Xuan Iron is a priceless treasure. After a while, it may be repaired and directly upgraded to a level!" A person from the back of the Qi Weapon Group reminded, and it was strange that Wu Ya agreed too quickly.
"That's right, I don't know if that fourth-level sword can be upgraded to a higher level, but this third-level halberd can definitely be upgraded to a higher level. If someone uses it as a body-entering mysterious weapon, it will not be a dream for a spiritual weapon master!"
The dwarf replied bluntly: "But you just promised me, please don't go back on it, cunning human!"
"What are you talking about? You are cheating!"
"Okay, at most I can help you repair Xuanbing for free in the future!"
The dwarf relaxed again. In the end, Wu Ya agreed. He still had a second piece of black black iron in his hand. It seemed that little sister Feng Ying was right. These two pieces were indeed comparable to the box of jewelry.
Half an hour later, the halberd was repaired. Wu Ya asked Feng Ying to take a look. It was a real fourth-level halberd without cutting corners. The dwarf’s skills were really not bad. He took out the fourth-level Xuanjian again. This time
The dwarf became a little solemn, and smelted the remaining Wuxuan fine iron, and then stretched the broken sword out of the furnace. The fiery flames turned the sword crazily red.
"Wait a minute!" Just when the dwarf was about to raise the hammer and bring it down, Wu Ya suddenly said: "Can you change the shape of this sword after repairing it? I may have a way to upgrade the sword to the fifth level!"
"What, you are also a blacksmith?" The dwarf stopped and asked doubtfully.
"No, but I can upgrade the sword to a higher level, as long as you build it according to my method!"
"Are you saying that my blacksmithing skills are not good?" The dwarf was angry, "Are you doubting my great dwarf blacksmith Kraao?"
"Well, that's not what I meant. Forget it, you just have to do what I say."
Wu Ya really didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he was more frightened than anyone else right now. Of course he didn't have any sword fighting methods. This method was provided by the black-faced sword spirit. Yes, the black-faced sword spirit suddenly woke up. Just before the dwarf wanted to fight, Wu Ya didn't know how to explain it.
He woke up when he hit it, and asked him to stop the dwarf. But this time he woke up, unlike the previous times where he could only swing a sword, but he could talk and was completely awake.
"Senior Sword Spirit, what is your name?" While speaking, Wu Ya was also communicating with the black-faced Sword Spirit in his mind.
"Youhuang!" The black-faced sword spirit was still aloof and did not feel uncomfortable because he suddenly became someone else's sword spirit. His face was expressionless, as if everything was God's will and everything was acceptable. He said in a low voice: "Since you want
My method of killing requires my sword, a sword that allows me to kill. I don’t bother to drive other swords. This time, if I don’t get the killing sword I want, I will never wake up.
You will never reach the highest level of killing!"
"Uh, Senior Youhuang, will you fall asleep again?" Wu Ya recovered from the surprise.
"The sword body is shattered, my body is hurt, my soul is hurt, how can I wake up? Oh, if you want me to wake up completely, please kill someone!" Youhuang sighed lonely, and gradually he fell silent again.
"Senior, Senior Youhuang!"
"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."
He twitched the corner of his mouth, and fell into chaos again so quickly. He was really speechless.
Wu Ya shook his head and looked at the sword shape and sword fighting method he just provided. No matter what, he must use it, otherwise he may not be able to wake up. God knows how many killing skills this crazy sword spirit has hidden.
You must learn and master all statistics.
"What, do as you wish. Are you the blacksmith or am I the blacksmith?"
"I'm sorry, please serve your customers!"
"I serve your sister, I won't do it anymore. I never make useless products. Since you are not a master blacksmith, not even a blacksmith, what qualifications do you have to give me advice? Come on, come on, leave me immediately!"
"Okay, please return all the Wuxuan Jingte to me!"
"Gah..."
The dwarf Kraao suddenly lost his arrogance. After being silent for a long time, he finally asked Wu Ya to provide him with the specifications and construction method of the sword he wanted to make. After reading it, he burst out again, "This is a sword, this damn sword,
I won't... you are sure you really want to fight like this, are you sure... I tell you, I, I won't fucking fight, wait a minute, I will find my father to come out!"
I'm looking for my father...how many fucking dads are there?
Many curse words were silenced because of the presence of Wu Xuan Jing Tie. The poor dwarf Kraao, and he didn’t know how to fight. This is the most tragic thing. He rushed into the back room, and soon a guy like Kraao No. 2
He came out, but his hair and beard were all white. Clough, Clough's father, it seemed that he was an old blacksmith who retired at home, so he should be very strong.
Wu Ya didn't know whether he was very strong or not, but his ability to scold his mother was only slightly better than his son's.
"Okay, for the sake of Wu Xuan Jing's iron scraps, I will fight you, but I have to say something ugly up front. If you build it according to your method, 100% of this sword will be useless, and it will even break with just a tap.
, are you sure you want to fight?"
"Confirm!" The sword and materials were all picked up. If you really want to use them, just throw them away.
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