On the martial arts field, Jun Changxiao used the nine-style folding wave sword, creating layers of sword shadows, which could be described as smooth and colorful!
"So handsome!"
"The sect master looks like he is dancing!"
The disciples standing nearby were amazed.
"Qiang!"
After a while, Jun Chang stopped laughing, put the sword into its sheath gracefully, and said with joy on his face: "The Han Feng Sword, which was re-infused with soul by Hall Master Fan, is indeed better to use than before!"
In the sword test just now, he could feel that the sword and his mind seemed to be connected. Especially when he performed the sword moves, he felt very comfortable. The improvement in all aspects was very obvious!
If all disciples are equipped with such soul-infused weapons, the overall strength will definitely be stronger.
During this trip to the East China Sea Yuzhou, Jun Changxiao thought that obtaining the Zhenwei Emperor's space ring and various martial arts resources from the treasury was the biggest gain.
Looking at it now.
Master Fan is truly a priceless treasure!
"Qingyang!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, threw the reshaped Hanfeng Sword over, and said loudly: "Try the sword!"
"yes!"
Li Qingyang flew over from a distance, held the hilt of the sword, and landed lightly on the martial arts field. Then he used the Nine-Style Overlapping Wave Sword until he gathered the ninth one, forming an unparalleled sword energy to slash down!
"boom----"
The ground cracks and sword marks appear!
"metropolitan!"
Li Qingyang stood with his sword in hand 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 immediately clutched his chest in pain.
The second disciple can't help but destroy the martial arts field he built himself, which shows how useful the soul-infused Hanfeng Sword is!
…
Fan Yezi didn't rest and was in a state of intoxication while reshaping the weapon.
To be honest, this guy is also a madman like Emperor Zhenwei, but his madness lies in casting.
In just a few days.
Hundreds of cold weapons were reshaped and filled with the soul of love.
The disciples all held the soul-infused Cold Edge Sword. No matter whether they were practicing sword practice or sparring, they could feel that they had some subtle connection with the weapon.
certainly.
The most obvious effects are defensive equipment such as cloud-piercing swords and black iron shields.
It is indeed as Jun Changxiao thought.
Fan Yezi is truly priceless!
His arrival and the reshaping of weapons and equipment greatly enhanced the combat effectiveness of the Eternal Sect.
If you only look at it individually, the effect may not be outstanding, but if all 70,000 disciples are equipped with soul-infused equipment, the overall improvement will be very significant!
And these are just basic-level weapons and equipment. The more advanced True Yang Sets and Dragon Tooth series weapons are waiting for Fan Yezi to inject his soul. By then, the improvement ratio will probably be even higher.
"Earned it, earned it!"
Jun Changxiao felt extremely lucky that he could go to the East China Sea Yuzhou and spend a lot of chapters to save Master Fan, because the help the latter brought to the sect was continuous and permanent!
I also have to thank Mr. Wei and others.
If he hadn't suggested that the sect leader rescue him, he might not have bothered to go to sea because of his unconcerned personality.
Therefore, for a large enough professional sect, the sect leader may not be able to think thoroughly about many things, and the role and suggestions of senior leaders are equally crucial!
Apart from being extremely handsome, Jun Changxiao is not a perfect person.
Mr. Wei and other senior officials can make up for his shortcomings in certain aspects when necessary and be unambiguous on major matters. Only in this way can we build a true sect that will be the strongest in the ages.
…
Foundry Hall.
Jun Changxiao took out his Guidance Jiangshan, placed it on the casting platform, and said, "Can a soul be injected into this thing?"
system:"……"
The exclusive magic weapon is already wretched enough. If it were injected with soul, wouldn't it become so wretched that it would stand side by side with the sun in the sky?
Fan Yezi stepped forward and took the weird pointing Jiangshan in his hand. His eyes opened wider and wider, and he was shocked and said: "This...this..."
"That's right."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "It's above the divine level."
"Plop!"
Fan Yezi fell directly to the ground, his hands trembling violently and said: "The sect master can actually refine weapons that are above the divine level!"
At his current level, he can only cast the level of divine grade, which requires powerful ore. As for the level above divine grade, it is not that he has not tested it before, but it failed in Donghai Yuzhou.
Jun Changxiao said: "This is the one made by seniors Ganjiang and Mo Xie during their lifetime."
"good."
The system said: "I still want some face."
"I see!"
Fan Yezi's fluctuating heart suddenly became calmer.
If it were really a young man in his early twenties who forged a weapon above the divine level, it would be simply appalling!
"metropolitan."
After Fan Yezi looked at it carefully, he said: "This weapon is still impeccable in terms of workmanship, but it still lacks a soul. As for whether it can be infused with soul, you need to try it to know."
"Then try it."
"It might...take a long time."
Reshaping high-level equipment requires greater efforts, and it is by no means like the Hanfeng Sword, which can be mass-produced hundreds of times a day.
…
"This...this..."
Fan Yezi was confused and shocked again.
Because he is in the secret realm of time and space, and learned from the sect master that time here speeds up, fifty days inside, and only one day outside!
"Crack!"
He slapped him on the face, and after feeling the pain, he said: "It's not a dream... This is not a dream!"
Hey, after entering the Eternal Age Sect, a dignified contemporary forging master could remain normal except when reshaping weapons. The rest of the time was spent in shock, and it was really difficult for him.
"Hall Master Fan."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "I'll leave this weapon to you to reshape."
"Um!"
Master Fan hurriedly released his casting energy, gathered five hammers together, and then worked day and night.
It is indeed very difficult to inject soul into a weapon above the divine level. It took a full month to succeed, and the effect was not very satisfactory.
"metropolitan."
Fan Yezi handed over the advice, shook his head and said: "My ability is limited, I can only reshape it a little bit, and the improvement may have little effect."
Jun Changxiao said with a smile: "The main reason is that Hall Master Fan lacks the materials to practice his skills, so practice makes perfect. Come on, I have a few divine items here that you can use to practice."
Take out all three pieces of equipment: Heavenly Killing Thunder Mark, Yunmeng Xia Hidden, and Hell Fury.
"..."
Fan Yezi almost fainted from happiness, and then squatted on the casting platform like Wang Duoyu, slapping himself in the face crazily.
He was regretting that he had repeatedly rejected Jun Changxiao's sincere invitation!
If the other party didn't use any means to imprison him, but let him go, wouldn't he miss so many weapons and equipment, let alone use them to practice reshaping!
Fan Yezi, Fan Yezi!
You are such a bastard, you almost made a huge mistake!
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The sounds of percussion and slaps alternated, creating a very beautiful and dynamic rhythm.
…
After handing over the exclusive magic weapons of Li Qingyang and others to Fan Yezi, Jun Changxiao began to think about how to deal with Mr. Yuan.
"This person went to Donghai Yuzhou to seek refuge with Emperor Zhenwei and establish a great cause."
"Yes."
Jun Changxiao's eyes lit up, then he walked into the cell and dragged Mr. Yuan out without asking why.
"Jun Changxiao! If you want to kill me, can you give me a decent way to die! Instead of dragging a dog to death!" Young Master Yuan roared.
"I will take you to a fun place." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"A fun place?"
Mr. Yuan looked confused, and then he saw a formation-like vortex of light appearing in front of him, exuding a gloomy aura.
Is this hell?
"brush!"
While thinking, Jun Changxiao dragged him into hell... Oh, no, it's a plane battlefield!
Fan Yezi, prescribed the right medicine.
Mr. Yuan, we must also prescribe the right medicine!