Chapter 282: Forge Another Sword

The little guy first flattened his mouth, then shook his little head like a rattle, and finally said with an aggrieved look on his face: "Dad..."

Boom!

Fang Mu lost his mind and bounced back the little guy's last words.

"Change back quickly!"

This little guy suddenly ran out of moves.

He flattened his mouth and twisted his face with an aggrieved look.

As its limbs closed, a brand new divine sword reappeared.

However, Fang Mu's expression turned even worse when he looked at the divine sword in his hand.

Because compared to before the transformation, its sharpness has dropped sharply.

Fang Mu knew without even trying that the power of this divine sword had weakened at least several times.

Although he had already predicted it in his heart, when he saw that his divine sword was really so weak, he still couldn't help but have a messy face.

‘The divine sword that I worked so hard to refine is now useless! ? ’

Fang Mu released his spiritual energy with some disbelief, trying to stimulate the sharpness of this divine sword.

However, the spiritual energy he penetrated failed to stimulate the sword intention at all, and instead caused the 'sword' to twist.

After a while of twisting and turning, the sword turned into a human form again.

The little guy grabbed Fang Mu's hand pitifully and said, "Dad, it's itchy..."

Fang Mu: "..."

With a speechless expression, he put the little guy's head up, making its features squeeze together and separate.

At this time, he had basically confirmed that he had probably destroyed the divine sword.

But he was a little unwilling to do so.

After Fang Mu pondered for a moment, he stared at the little guy in his hand and said:

"Where did you hide my divine sword? Come and bring it out for me!"

The little guy's little mouth, which was already coiled up, was flattened again. He looked extremely aggrieved, as if he was about to cry at any time.

However, he did not really cry. Instead, he pointed to a ball of golden water not far away and said: "Over there, dad's sword is over there!"

Fang Mu glanced at the golden water that he had filtered out before, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Just now, in order to filter out the purest gold water, he threw away 90% of the gold water.

At that time, his mind was focused on the divine sword that he carefully selected, and he did not pay attention to the 'junk' that was thrown away.

But at this moment, after being reminded by the little guy in his hand, Fang Mu suddenly noticed that the ball of golden water had been burned by the flames of the stars for such a long time, and most of the impurities in it had been burned out.

Compared with before, this golden water is much purer.

‘Can these things still be used? ’

When Fang Mu was stunned, the strength in his hand couldn't help but weaken slightly.

The little guy in his hand took the opportunity to escape from his clutches and jumped towards the golden water.

Fang Mu just raised his eyebrows and did not catch the little guy.

He wanted to see how this little guy could compensate for his divine sword.

Under his gaze, the little guy made a move with one hand, and the ball of golden water flew into his hand.

"Yeah! Hot, hot, hot..."

This chubby-looking little guy didn't seem to expect that the temperature of the gold water would be so high, and he was immediately burned to the point of grinning.

However, he did not let go. Instead, he kneaded the golden water like dough.

This pool of gold water was quite viscous, and it actually kneaded like dough.

As he rubbed it, the impurities in it decreased rapidly.

During this process, the gold water also becomes more viscous until it is about to solidify.

'It seems to be a little bit worse...'

Fang Mu, who had been watching, discovered that there were still too many impurities in the golden water that was about to solidify.

At this moment, the little guy suddenly opened his mouth.

Pooh!

He spat directly on the 'dough'.

I don’t know what the little guy’s saliva is made of. The ball of ‘dough’ that was almost solidified became soft again after being fused with the little guy’s saliva.

The little guy picked at the dough for a while, pulled out some magazines, and then continued to knead it.

After a while, the little guy opened his mouth again.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh……

Accompanied by these crisp sounds, the golden water that Fang Mu regarded as garbage turned out to be even more pure.

After a while of rubbing, the size of the golden lump shrank by nearly 90% again.

The remaining part is already very pure.

The most important thing is that Fang Mu actually felt a trace of aura in the golden lump that had not yet completely solidified!

This little guy not only purified the gold water, but also purified the aura within it.

However, the spirituality in the gold water is already very thin. Even if the little guy extracts all of it, its quality seems to be poor.

'Or not……'

Fang Mu was about to complain, but suddenly he was stunned.

He suddenly remembered that he had something in his hand that should be used at this time.

He flipped his hand and took out the Fire Spirit Essence.

Originally, Fang Mu planned to use the fire spirit essence to inspire the aura in the first divine sword at the last moment of its formation.

But his cheap son was extremely pure and didn't need to be inspired by the fire spirit at all, so he threw this thing behind his mind.

But at this time, the fire spirit spirit can be used.

"then!"

Fang Mu flicked his hand and threw the ball of fire spirit to his cheap son.

The little guy's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the fire spirit slowly drifting towards him.

"Abba!"

He shouted excitedly, and had already tightly grasped the fire spirit essence in his hand.

The fire spirit essence seemed to sense the crisis and began to struggle violently.

But the little guy seemed to be born to restrain this kind of essence.

His little hand pinched it a few times casually, and the fire spirit essence completely softened.

Then he grabbed the essence of the fire spirit essence like grabbing cotton candy, and stuffed it into the magic sword in front of him that had not yet been fully formed.

In this process, he was like a child who stole cotton candy, and he had to lick his fingers secretly every time.

At the beginning, he seemed to be more afraid of Fang Mu, and did not dare to hide too many "marshmallows" between his fingers.

But Fang Mu did not react for several times, and the little guy's courage suddenly grew, and more and more essences were sandwiched between his fingers.

Fang Mu did not care about this.

His attention was completely attracted by the magic sword that had not yet taken shape.

As the fire spirit essence was integrated, the sword that had not yet been fully formed emitted a red light.

The original spiritual charm of the sword was not covered by the hot breath, but was completely stimulated.

Those groups of fire spirit essences were like groups of nutrients, stimulating the original spirituality of the sword.

When the spirituality reached a limit, Fang Mu knew that it was time for him to take action.

Dang!

With a light sound, Fang Mu's palm slapped hard on the golden crystal.

Due to his experience in forging Zaoxuan, Fang Mu's strength was just right, and he did not smash the sword embryo into mud with one slap.

Dang! Dang! Dang...

Fang Mu raised and lowered his hands one after another, just like a real blacksmith, constantly beating the sword embryo in front of him.