Chapter 1261 Refining Materials

"Whoosh whoosh..."

A few people tapped the leaves with their toes, and their bodies shuttled between the branches and leaves like green smoke, flowing like immortals. Although Wannian sandalwood is just a tree, it is like a majestic mountain, and it is like a world of birds.

When Han Yu and others came up, thousands of birds took off in fright, and it was so lively. Walking among the branches and leaves, smelling the faint fragrance of ten thousand-year-old sandalwood, and absorbing the mysterious gas in the body, it makes people feel refreshed.

"Husband, I think this branch is quite good." Shui Ling'er landed on a small branch. This branch is only as thick as an arm, but it is enough for refining magic weapons.

Han Yu, Narcissus, and Ma Su flew over one after another.

"Aww..."

The small corner is on Shui Ling'er's shoulder, pointing at the branch under Shui Ling'er's feet with its small paws, it is very excited, it also wants to refine its own magic weapon.

This branch is slender and smooth, enough to be cut down to refine magic weapons for four or five people.

"Brother Han, the three sister-in-laws, have you found someone you like?" Sun Dabao flew up.

"I found it, just this one!" Han Yu pointed to the branch that Shui Ling'er was stepping on.

"Okay, I'll ask Third Grandpa to chop it up." Sun Dabao grinned.

"Don't bother the third grandpa, I'll do it." Han Yu said.

"Brother Han, every single bud of this ten thousand year old sandalwood is extremely hard, I'm afraid you won't be able to chop it down." Sun Dabao said.

"Really? I'll try!" Han Yu didn't believe that evil.

Shui Ling'er flew away quietly and stood beside Ma Su. Han Yu pointed at him as a sword and slashed it off.

"Boom!"

The sword glow shattered, but the branches were unscathed.

Both Sannu and Xiaojiao were taken aback. Han Yu's sword cut the iron like mud, but he didn't expect to be unable to get a branch.

"There's a way!" Han Yu was not surprised but delighted.

"How? I'm right. In our entire Sun family, only three grandfathers can cut off this branch, and they have to use a special hatchet." Sun Dabao said with some pride.

"I'll try again!" Han Yu urged the sword glow again, this time the sword glow was hundreds of times stronger than the one just now, and the powerful aura surged in all directions like a tide, causing quite a disturbance.

However, this sword still ended in failure, and the branch was not damaged.

"Little friend Han Yu, this ten-thousand-year-old sandalwood has turned into a sacred wood. It can be cut off by extraordinary means. It depends on the woodcutter in the old man's hand!" Sun Laoya flew up, holding an ordinary chopping knife in his hand. Hatchet. Cloth was wrapped around the handle of the knife, and the edge of the knife was deformed. I don't know how many years the woodcutter has been chopping firewood. It is close to being discarded.

"Can this knife cut off branches?" Han Yu was dumbfounded, no matter how he looked at it, there was nothing scarce about this knife.

Sun Laoya smiled mysteriously, flew up and raised his arms, and chopped the machete towards the branch.

"Crack!" Very easily, the branches were chopped off in unison.

"This?" Han Yu was dumbfounded, and he cut it down like a tree branch. This is a great woodcutter.

"Brother Han, don't look at the ugly appearance of this hatchet knife, but it is actually a half-sage soldier left by a half-sage from our ancestors." Sun Dabao leaned over and said in a low voice.

"Hiss!" Han Yu gasped, he had never seen a semi-holy soldier. At the same time, it also made him feel strange, how could such a dignified half saint use a hatchet.

Sun Dabao explained: "The ancestor was dumb. He was a woodcutter of the Sun family at the beginning. He got a mysterious inheritance by chance and was a late bloomer. This woodcutter was the knife he used to chop wood. It was refined by him later. The baptism of the holy breath has now become a sharp blade of a magic weapon."

Han Yu sighed, the breath of a saint can turn decay into magic, and a semi-sage possesses part of the breath of a saint, which can turn an ordinary machete into a half-sage soldier, which shows how terrifying a real martial saint is.

"Senior, can you lend me a look at this hatchet?" Han Yu was a little excited, this is a semi-holy soldier.

"Go on!" Sun Laoya smiled slightly, and threw the hatchet to Han Yu.

When the hatchet was in flight, it made a terrifying sound of gas explosion. Its speed is not fast, which shows how heavy it is.

Han Yu firmly grasped the handle of the hatchet, and was shocked when he got it. The hatchet weighed at least 100,000 catties.

Han Yu tried to push it, but it didn't work at all.

"The woodcutter was sealed by that ancestor in a special way, and only members of the Sun family can activate it!" Sun Laoya said.

Han Yu felt a little regretful, he really wanted to experience the power of the Half-Saint Soldiers.

Han Yu casually chopped off an arm-thick branch next to him, like chopping tofu, the branch was cut off easily.

"Good knife!" Han Yu couldn't help but marvel, this hatchet knife is so sharp without being activated, and its power can be imagined if activated.

Han Yu flew over and returned the hatchet knife to Sun Laoya with both hands. Sun Laoya put the hatchet knife on his waist casually and said, "Several, go down to train soldiers!"

The three girls and Xiaojiao were looking forward to it very much. One can imagine that the weapons made from this branch are not simple.

Han Yu and Sun Laoya each carried a branch and flew to the ground. Sun Laoya swung the hatchet and cut the two branches into two sticks. Although the branches are strong, they are not heavy.

Sun Laoya looked at Shui Xian'er and the three daughters and said, "Whatever magic weapon you three want, the old man will refine it for you."

Han Yu and the three daughters were overjoyed. Wannian sandalwood is extraordinary. Let the three daughters refine it by themselves. I don’t know if it will be refined until the year of the monkey. Sun Laoya will help refine it. They only need to carve the traces of heaven and earth and nourish them. .

"Excuse me, senior!" Han Yu clasped his fists in thanks.

"It's a trivial matter!" Sun Laoya smiled.

"Senior, we want to refine it into a sword!" Shui Xian'er said, they thought about it last night.

"Aww..." Xiaojiao was not far behind.

"This little guy wants a gourd!" Han Yu laughed, only he could understand Xiaojiao's words.

"These materials can be used to refine two to three magic weapons, so why don't you get one from Xiaoyou Han?" Sun Laoya said.

"Okay, then I want a sword too!" Han Yu already has a natal magic weapon, but the three women all want swords, so he will have a sword, which can be regarded as a pair, and will be kept as a souvenir.

Three days later, Sun Laoya handed over the weapons to Han Yu and the others, four wooden swords and a small gourd. Among them, the three wooden swords are exactly the same, all four-foot swords suitable for women, while Han Yu's is a six-foot broad sword. Born with mysterious lines, you can tell it is extraordinary at a glance.

The four weapons have been tempered and shaped, and now they only need to be engraved with the traces of heaven and earth and warmed up, and they can be transformed into a real magic weapon.

The three girls took their swords and couldn't put them down. Xiaojiao was fiddling with its little gourd. This little gourd was only the size of Xiaojiao's fist and was pocket-sized, but Xiaojiao was very happy.

"Little friend Han Yu, your three wives all use swords. If they can practice a set of combined fencing skills, their combat effectiveness will be greatly improved. Our family happens to have a set of combined fencing skills. Once they have mastered the practice, there will be no one in the same realm. You can be an enemy, and little friend Han Yu probably won't be your opponent." Sun Laoya said.