Chapter 163 Peerless Independence

Wang Baole's mind was buzzing, his breathing was concentrated, and he looked at the scabbard in front of him, his eyes slowly revealed a strong light.

"This coercion...is this really a first-grade magical weapon?" Wang Baole took a breath, and after careful observation, he was sure that the scabbard was indeed a first-grade magic weapon, and he couldn't help being shocked.

"The first rank is such a coercion. If it reaches the second rank... or even the third rank, then how strong is this scabbard!" Wang Baole felt a little shaken when he thought of this, and it took him a long time to suppress the shock, his eyes were strange. Mang, he suddenly felt that what the young lady said, this thing has reached the extreme, and you can collect the ancient bronze sword. Although it is still not very reliable, the possibility seems to be a little more.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole waited for the scabbard to cool down, grabbed it in his hand, his eyes were full of fire, and planned to try to see how powerful the scabbard was, but when his spiritual energy poured into the scabbard, the scabbard was only shining, but nothing changed .

This made Wang Baole stunned for a moment. He looked into the scabbard, which was empty and emitted spiritual energy. He merged into the scabbard and checked it. He found that there were no more than a hundred frets on the scabbard as before, but It is densely packed and countless, as if it is encrypted. Even Wang Baole himself has to analyze it carefully before he can understand it. As for outsiders, it is difficult to study thoroughly if they don't understand the initial fret pattern.

"The back pattern has changed? Didn't Miss Sister say that there will be spiritual needles formed by sword energy appearing from the scabbard?" After Wang Baole pondered for a while, he poured in the spiritual energy again in disbelief, and flung the scabbard outward, but still Nothing works.

"Lie to me?" Wang Baole was a little angry, but after confirming the coercion of the scabbard again, he felt that it was correct. At this moment, scratching his head, he simply used it as a dagger, and stabbed towards the wall beside him.

With a bang, the wall shattered a little, and there was no other change. Wang Baole was dumbfounded when he saw this, and then became angry. He wanted to take out the dream pillow and ask the young lady inside to find out.

But the moment he took out the dream pillow, Wang Baole paused, thinking of the strange temper of the young lady in the mask, so he thought about it, turned his head and walked out of the cave. When he came back, he bought some beautiful flowers from the market , and then entered the dream world, took out the mask and placed it on the ground, with deep affection in his eyes, he spoke softly.

"Miss Sister, I'm here to see you. I have nothing to do today. I just saw these little flowers when I passed by a cliff, and I thought of you." Wang Baole said softly, took out the flowers he bought, and put them next to the mask.

The purple petals and the black mask seem to reflect each other very well, especially in the cold winter of this dream world, when the wind blows, the petals tremble slightly, and one of them seems to be blowing up with the wind.

"Miss sister, these flowers grow alone on the cliff. When I saw them, I felt that you were lonely too, and I couldn't come to accompany you often. I hope they can be here to accompany you instead of me." Wang Baole said softly, After finishing speaking, I immediately went to observe the mask, and found that the mask hadn't changed, and I was a little disappointed in my heart.

"It seems that this young lady is also very experienced, so it's not easy to coax..." Wang Baole blinked, sighed inwardly, and then coughed.

"By the way, young lady, I suddenly remembered something. I have already refined the scabbard you asked me to forge, but how do I use this scabbard? I have tried several times..."

Wang Baole hadn't finished speaking, when he just said this, a gust of wind suddenly blew up one of the flowers beside the mask, and passed the mask, as if it was about to be blown into the distance.

But at this moment, suddenly, it seemed that an invisible hand stretched out from the mask, and gently pinched the flower that was about to drift away, making the flower, as if it had been frozen, stop in midair middle!

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes shrink sharply, and his breathing was slightly rapid. He looked at the flower floating in the air, and soon saw the flower slightly lifted up, as if someone had taken it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but vaguely, he seemed to see a woman's figure appearing on the mask. This woman had long hair fluttering and was wearing an ancient palace dress. She couldn't see her face clearly, but she had a sense of peerless independence. , at the moment is holding a flower in one slender hand, sniffing it lightly.

"Thank you." For a long time, while Wang Baole's heart was beating faster, a cold voice suddenly came from the black mask. The sudden words immediately startled Wang Baole, and he quickly stepped back and pressed down. Startled, Wang Baole blinked, and quickly spoke

"Miss, your voice is really nice..."

"..." The black mask was silent for a while, and after a while, the original cold voice inside was obviously not so cold, and it seemed that there were more emotions in it, and the second sentence came out.

"The scabbard is a growth-type magic weapon. Only when it has been refined to the third grade can it release the sword energy and spirit needle. I will teach you a way to integrate this scabbard into your body to nourish it. In this way, it can be used with you." Only when the spirit and soul are fused together can you use your fingers like an arm."

"At the same time, in this cultivation, it will also become your natal magic weapon. In the future, some functions and changes will be more in line with your personality and spirit."

"In addition, I will teach you the method of refining the scabbard to the third grade. You must always keep it in mind and strive to refine the scabbard to the third grade as soon as possible." When the voice of the young lady in the mask kept coming out, Wang Baole was excited .

This is the most communication he has had with the other party since he got the mask, and the tone is obviously no longer as cold as before. This makes Wang Baole feel excited, feeling that his gift is the right one, thinking that he was too stupid before, The young lady in this mask obviously still has a lot of places that need to be unlocked one by one.

"It seems that we will come to coax her more in the future... Try to unlock all the locks as soon as possible, so that we can get along with each other and increase our goodwill!" Wang Baole was delighted, firmly remembering the method of turning the scabbard into a magic weapon of life that the young lady said. After refining the formula up to the third grade, it was time to leave.

But just as he was about to pick up the mask and leave the dreamland, the cold voice of the young lady inside the mask echoed again.

"I want to stay here."

"Ah?" Wang Baole was taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, he left the dreamland alone, but before leaving, he looked back at the place where the mask was, and the flower was still floating in the air...

It seems that she has been gazing and smelling the fragrance of flowers gently.

For some reason, Wang Baole was extremely impressed by this glance. He seemed to really feel the deep loneliness from that woman...

In the silence, Wang Baole returned to reality. When he opened his eyes, he found that the mask was gone, only the dream pillow was motionless, so he put the dream pillow away carefully, and then Wang Baole took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and followed the small The method given by my sister, try to integrate the scabbard into the body to nourish it.

This method is simple, the process is smooth, and soon, the scabbard disappeared in the outside world, and shrunk many times in his body, in the vortex of devouring seeds, rotating with the devouring seeds.

As for the formula for refining the scabbard to the second grade, the materials are much more precious than the first grade, and the quantity is more than ten times more. After Wang Baole read it, although most of them are familiar with it, it can be roughly calculated, and the cost is not small.

At the same time, soldiers are also needed, the number is no longer one hundred, but one thousand!

This is not a big deal, the materials for refining the third grade are even more exaggerated, especially the soldier sand, which needs 10,000!

With such a quantity, even if Wang Baole could refine the seven-colored spirit stones himself, he would still be speechless.

But thinking of the power of the scabbard, Wang Baole gritted his teeth, and with anticipation, began to refine the military sand. However, while refining, Wang Baole suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Bingsha can stimulate all the potential of the scabbard, making its fretwork look like a mutation... Then, can it be used on other magic weapons?" Wang Baole's heart was suddenly moved when he thought of this.

"The scabbard is limited by its grade, and it has no effect after being refined, but my second-grade perfect instruments are powerful in themselves. If they can stimulate their full potential and make the fretwork mutate, will their power... Explosion?"

Wang Baole's eyes lit up, and he pondered for a while. After considering the feasibility, he planned to try refining to see the result, so he didn't use those valuable magic tools, but took out a lot of leftovers from the previous refining tools from the storage bag. Yes, the unsold first- and second-grade artifacts went straight to the furnace to start refining.

"It's fine if I fail... But once I succeed, my magic weapon must be unpredictable, because this kind of mutation is uncontrollable, and I don't even know what changes will happen after the magic weapon mutates!"

"Will there be a handful of embryos of magic weapons?" Wang Baole's heart was itchy, and his eyes were full of longing.