City Primordial Witch King

311 - The Perfect Sword
Early the next morning, Wei Xiao came out from Lu Yuqing's place and immediately returned to his cabin.

After reading the sword-hiding book all night, I benefited a lot, and finally managed to hide the sword in my heart. Wei Xiao had a strong premonition and impulse to carry out the sword pregnancy immediately!

He came to the small black room on the second floor, sat on the futon, and then began to close his eyes, slowly drawing the perfect sword in his heart.

After reading the tens of thousands of famous swords in the Tibetan Sword Book, he has memorized the characteristics and advantages of almost every famous sword, and he has also taken out many repeated advantages and particularly interesting points.

As his first shaman sword, Wei Xiao doesn't want to make it too ordinary, what he hopes most is to have his own characteristics, ordinary without losing style, unique and connotative.

Thousands of famous swords were skipped in his heart. After Wei Xiao thought for a long time, the perfect sword that belonged to himself finally took shape.

The first thing to appear is the blade, which is three feet and one inch long, with a thin blade and thick ridge, pure black color, covered with diamond-shaped dark lines, the blade is not straight, and the back bone is clearly formed into a line. About half a foot away from the handle of the sword, it retracts in an arc until the edge of the sword protrudes again and then retracts to form a sharp point. The whole body is covered with blue light, giving people the feeling of being as cold as ice and snow, and the sharpness can be broken.

After the prototype appeared, Wei Xiao did not stop, but continued to imagine the function of the sword.

A sword, a witch's sword, cannot be mere ornament, every sword longs for battle, and either breaks in battle or cuts off other swords.

Naturally, Wei Xiao practiced the sword for self-defense, and in the unknown future, he used it to protect the people he wanted to protect.

This sword is a long sword, and the first function it needs is to use it to control objects. Wei Xiao has been looking forward to flying the sword for a long time. Now that he has finally entered the realm of less witches, he will naturally not let go of learning the realm of self-cultivation The art of controlling the sword.

The second is to kill the enemy. The sword that kills the enemy requires unparalleled sharpness and tenacity. There is also a blood groove left in the spine of the sword, decorated with the dark red color of dirty blood, making it look extraordinarily ferocious.

After imagining these two functions, Wei Xiao suddenly felt a shock in his heart, as if he was in a trance, and almost shattered the sword in his heart.

"This... When the sword is pregnant, it consumes so much mental power!" He was a little surprised, and had to give up his plan to continue adding functions, and instead polished the perfect sword that had already appeared in concrete form.

Since the mental power no longer supports him to continue adding abilities, he can only settle for the next best thing and make the existing functions more perfect.

When reading the book of hidden swords before, Lu Yuqing had already warned him not to forcefully imagine those divine swords, they were forbidden areas that they could not touch for the time being.

At the beginning, it is best to only depict the mortal sword, and the mortal sword in the hidden sword book is enough for him to use.

Wei Xiao kept doing what he said, and did not try to challenge the mythical and legendary sword. After spending nearly two hours, he finally concretized the perfect sword in his heart.

After the perfect sword was clearly imagined, Wei Xiao took out the purple-black tree heart as hard as iron from the hut, and then fixed his eyes on it. Countless witch power began to spurt out from his body to the tree. The heart gathers, and slowly condenses into the appearance of the perfect sword in the heart.

Until the perfect sword condensed by witch power was fully formed in the heart of the tree, Wei Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, then stopped the transmission of witch power, and his whole body became limp.

From imagining the perfect sword at the beginning, to finally starting to conceive the sword, the whole process took more than two hours, and there was a lot of witch power, and all the physical strength of Wei Xiao.

After he succeeded, Wei Xiao's whole body became sore and weak, as if his whole body had been hollowed out, even the image of the young man in the sea of ​​gods was a little blurred, and obviously he had consumed a lot of witch power.

Wei Xiao put the tree heart that was pregnant with sword on the futon, while he sat on the side and slowly regained his strength. Although he was exhausted physically and mentally, it was all worth it. He was also quite excited, and even wanted to shout out loud come out.

But in order not to be regarded as crazy, he finally held back.

The method of conceiving the sword is a new method he came up with by combining the refining of witchcraft and the technique of talisman swords in Yunmeng Pavilion. No one has ever tried this before, and he is the first one. If he succeeds, he will create a brand new sword refining technique by himself.

It's unbelievable!
He himself couldn't believe it, even the tree heart had already begun to conceive the sword, he still felt like he was dreaming, and his spirit was still very excited.

After being excited for nearly 10 minutes, Wei Xiao finally calmed down and regained his usual calm image.

He walked out of the log cabin, took a breath of fresh air outside the window, and his whole body became flustered.

"Brother Xiao, how is your cultivation going?" Outside the hut, Lu Yuqing seemed to be guarding there all the time, and when she came out, she immediately greeted him and asked him.

"Ah? It's Yuqing, not bad." Wei Xiao was in a very good mood, and he seemed to feel better after seeing Lu Yuqing.

"Then I would like to congratulate you." Lu Yuqing smiled.

"Same joy, same joy, haha!" Wei Xiao smiled, and immediately felt refreshed.

"Brother Xiao, do you have any plans for today? Do you want to go to the center of the island?" Lu Yuqing immediately proposed an invitation while he was in a good mood.

Wei Xiao lowered his head and thought for a while, Shu Xin's pregnancy sword will take some time, there is not much to do at this time, it's okay to play for a while.

"Okay." He nodded and asked again, "Now?"

"of course."

The two quickly left the cabin and walked towards the center of Shujie Island, where there were lush trees and beautiful mountains and rivers, which was the north-south boundary of Shujie Island.

Judging from the agreement between Yimeng Zhenren, the head of Yunmeng Pavilion, and Wei Xiao, the other party will give half of Shujie Island to Wei Xiao, and it is a southern area with lush vegetation and rich products, so the center of Shujie Island is the division between the two parties. There's a line.

However, because it is a secret agreement, it is impossible to let others know whether it is internal or external. Only Wei Xiao, Lu Yuqing, and Yimeng Zhenren know the inside story, so this agreement has not yet come into effect, and the dividing line in the central government has not yet entered into force. Did not draw it out.

After walking all the way south from the northern camp for almost 10 minutes, the two finally arrived at the central area of ​​Shujie Island, which was a huge lake.

As soon as he came here, Wei Xiao immediately regained his energy. It was as if he drank a whole bottle of concentrated body wash. The aura around him was unusually strong, and it was still rushing towards his body crazily.

(End of this chapter)