Fairy Winner

"All right."

After a long time of hard work, Zhou Shu finally finished painting the runes completely. The runes on the heavy gold sword gleamed with a faint stream of light, and it looked as gorgeous as new.

The old man slowly approached, stretched out his hand to take the sword, and gently stroked a few times with his skinny hand.

He closed his eyes slightly, no need to use his eyes, the runes are undoubtedly perfect, he has seen it before, and now he just feels this sword with his heart, as a master who has cast many swords, he has a special feeling for the sword , The unspeakable feeling.

Zhou Shu looked at him quietly, and understood him a little bit.

"Good sword."

After a while, the old man put down the heavy golden sword and shook his head slightly, "I haven't felt this way for a long time. Everything is like a natural phenomenon, without any deliberate traces. This is really a good sword."

He only said that he was a good sword, but the old man didn't explain much, and Zhou Shu didn't ask much. He didn't feel complacent on his face, and said respectfully, "I'm still one step away. Please ask me for guidance."

The old man nodded, "Well, if the last step is as good as this one, this sword will definitely reach the level of top grade, and the old man can guarantee it."

Zhou Shu paused, feeling a little excited.

I thought that if you didn't add the magic formula, you might not improve the quality of the sword, but now it seems that it is still possible to be promoted to the top grade. If you can really achieve the fourth-order top grade, it will definitely improve yourself.

As for the best product, he never thought about it. He knew that that kind of thing could not be achieved by technology. It depends on the fortune of the sky.

"The step of quenching the spirit seems simple, but it is difficult to do well."

The old man shook his head slightly, "If it were in the past, the old man might be able to help you, but now I can't help if I want to, I can only rely on yourself."

"Junior understands."

"The old man doesn't have much experience to tell you. After all, every magic weapon is different, and the spiritual energy inside is also different. Only you can feel it. How to condense perfect and make the magic weapon best suit your spiritual power. , Think about it and start again."

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly returned to the corner.

He looked forward to it. Give him a lot of unexpected Zhou Shu, what exactly can he do.

Zhou Shu nodded and sat down slowly holding the sword.

This sitting is five days and five nights.

He let go of all his consciousness and looked at the newly made heavy golden sword clearly. From the outside to the inside, every little bit is extremely meticulous, and all the information he gets has been completely input into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Repeated deductions and calculations, so that there is no omission, come up with the most suitable condensing method.

"Sure."

Zhou Shu said to himself, his expression was calm, as if Zhizhu was holding it.

The flowing water array was once again set up, and fresh green and golden water poured into it, circling endlessly. The heavy golden sword flew from Zhou Shu's hands. Falling into the formation, once again surrounded by green gold water.

Compared with the quenching of fire, the quenching of water is much more troublesome, but Zhou Shu has made all the preparations.

The spiritual power is as meticulous as water, pulling the surrounding green gold water, dripping into the heavy gold sword bit by bit. Repeatedly, back and forth, the body of the sword is constantly being condensed under the influence of the flowing water.

This process is very difficult and very long. Seven days have passed and it is not over yet.

Looking at Zhou Shu, who was still calm, the old man not far away frowned his sparse eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "I remind you. Speed ​​up, use more spiritual energy, press hard, and you will slowly wear it down like this. , The aura in the green gold water will be exhausted, and the quenching will fail."

Zhou Shu's behavior surprised him. But it's not a good accident. In his opinion, the quencher should be burned with fierce fire, the faster the better, the faster, the more solid the magic weapon will be, the better the performance will be, both fire and water refining.

But Zhou Shu has used it for seven days, which is unimaginable.

"It will be fine soon."

Zhou Shu's answer was very brief.

An hour later, Zhou Shu drew out the heavy gold sword and threw it towards the sword washing pond.

The water in the sword washing pool is often specially treated spiritual spring water, dozens of pools of spiritual spring water are compressed and gathered into a pool, and then supplemented by the spirit sealing lock spiritual formation, the aura in it is very amazing, specially used to test flying swords.

The long sword entered the water silently, without any splashes.

The old man sighed unconsciously. He felt that Zhou Shu’s spirit quenching seemed to have failed. If the normal spirit quenching is the last step, the long sword enters the sword washing pond, and the aura-rich sword washing pond should continue to emit water and water. The bubble, the greater the movement, it proves that the more spiritual power the long sword can hold, the better naturally.

As for Zhou Shu's sword, there was no splash at all, and it seemed that it couldn't even contain spiritual power.

While sighing, Zhou Shu already walked to the side of the sword washing pond with a look of surprise, "Huh?"

The old man frowned and approached, "You don't have any splashes at all. Obviously you can't absorb spirits. What should be wrong? Show the old man, maybe you can fix it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

In the sword washing pool in front of him, the water level of the pool was lowering at a visible speed, but within a few dozen breaths, it dropped by more than a foot.

"This……"

The old man's face was stunned, "How could this be?"

In his hundred years of sword training, ~www.ltnovel.com~ has never seen a flying sword that can absorb aura so drastically, this speed is simply terrifying.

"Lao Zhang, what's the matter?"

Zhou Shu was still a little puzzled. He knew that the Washing Sword Pond was used to test flying swords, but he didn't know that there was such a scene, and he didn't understand the meaning.

The old man suddenly yelled, loudly, "Don't make noise, keep watching!"

Zhou Shu was slightly puzzled, this was the first time he saw such an excited old man.

The pool water is still falling...

Gradually, the old man's body began to tremble.

These sword washing pools are all carefully arranged by him. After decades of work, he naturally knows how much spiritual energy there is. The water in the sword washing pool has dropped by half. It seems that almost all the spiritual energy has been absorbed by the heavy golden sword. ... Aura is not the condensed spiritual power of the cultivator after transformation, it is very thin, and it can absorb so much spiritual power, indicating that it can only absorb more spiritual power, far beyond the fourth-order level.

This sword is unusual.

After a short while, the water in the pool finally stopped falling, and the heavy golden sword lay quietly on the bottom of the pool, without seeing any peculiarities, even the golden light on the surface was invisible.

"The fetish is conceited, hides its light..."

The old man stared at the heavy golden sword for a long time, as if looking at an incredible treasure, then whispered to himself a few times, and slowly turned around.

For an instant, his face seemed to be much older, but his eyes were filled with excitement that was hard to hide.

Zhou Shu also understood that something was different, and did not speak, but looked at the old man quietly.

The old man said slowly, his voice trembling, "This is your sword, you can pick it up by yourself."

Zhou Shu nodded, waved his hand, and the heavy gold sword jumped from the pool and landed on his hand.

"It's lighter..."

This is Zhou Shu's first feeling. (To be continued.)