The materials are soft and hard, some Xiao Wu chews and breaks, and some can't bite, Xiao Wu can only grind slowly and grind with big teeth. Some are smaller and really can't bite, so he tries to swallow them directly and let the stomach and intestines move and grind together.

Xiao Wu has been worried, what if this material is not digested when it reaches the large intestine? Take it out and swallow it again? It's disgusting!

Fortunately, the exercises are excellent, and there is no such situation that makes Xiao Wu doubt his life.

But Xiao Wu also tasted something, well, it was a literal taste.

The essence of meteorite iron, chewing is very crisp, and there is a bit of mint flavor; the demon beast Neidan swallowed, a little fishy, I don't know if it is the water demon's Neidan; Qingying wood tastes like chocolate, sweet, and tastes good......

Talking about this matter with the people in the cultivation realm, it is estimated that others will be shocked, and there is still a direct chewing of heaven and earth treasures? But Xiao Wu just ate the sword blank of a flying sword so hard.

Xiao Wu has been in retreat for a month. If it weren't for Bai Feng saying that Xiao Wu's breath had been very stable, Xiao Zicheng and his wife would have to die in a hurry. But think about it, it is normal for monks to retreat for several years, and his own son has not been in retreat properly, so it is estimated that he has also reached a critical juncture.

And Xiao Wu in the room, his cheeks were swollen now, and he was holding the soul nourishing stone in front of him, and muttered in his mouth, "NND! What kind of material just now, what kind of thing! It tastes like poop!" Xiao Wu pouted, it was the last auxiliary material, which was formed by a plastic sword blank.

Xiao Wu's face suddenly changed, and his mind was a little confused, "Wait a minute, why do I say that it tastes the same as poop?" I haven't eaten poop, why do I know what it tastes like?"

Xiao Wu shook his head vigorously, he was really a little lacking in energy now, and he hadn't slept for a month!

He spent a lot of time chewing materials, and part of his time was spent on sword trick guide refining. I also have to separate a wisp of my mind to feel the black hole around me at all times, and feed the old man the breath of the desolation. By this time, he was exhausted.

"Finally, the Soul Nourishing Stone!" Xiao Wu held the Soul Nourishing Stone in his hand, feeling that it was not easy. There were five soul nourishing stones lying in his hand, and he brought them to his mouth one by one, biting and swallowing them with a clatter.

The soul nourishing stone was very easy to digest, and under the guidance of Xiao Wu's magic technique, it quickly attached itself to the sword blank.

The sword blank was like a phantom, floating above the Qi Sea Spirit Lake, and the light blue soul nourishing stone was like fragments fused towards the sword blank. The color of the flying sword gradually changed, and Xiao Wu had a clear understanding that he could shape the flying sword at this time.

Although Xiao Wu was tired, he couldn't shape himself at will. He thought back to the forms of many famous swords he had seen before, and carefully carved his flying sword.

It was another three days, and it took Xiao Wu three days just to trace the pattern of the flying sword. It really didn't matter how the pattern was, but he thought that if the sword flew in the future, as soon as this flying sword came out, it would be a handsome batch!

Eventually, Xiao Wu's flying sword took shape. An agitated sword roar came out, and the sound shook for more than ten miles.

Even Sun Moran, who was in the worship hall, had a change in his expression, "A divine sword was born!"

Looking at the direction of Xiao Mansion again, Sun Moran was no longer curious. Whether it is Xiao Wu or Zheng Wan, refining a flying sword seems to be reasonable.

Xiao Wu was happy in his heart at this time, looking at the flying sword that was forming in the sea of qi.

This flying sword does not have a hilt, and it is said that flying swords are rarely grasped in the hand, and the hilt is not necessary. The flying sword is three feet three inches long, a double-headed sword, and it is carved with dragon patterns and phoenix patterns, as well as many heaven and earth beasts that Xiao Wu has heard of, and even Huan Lang has been carved by him.

In the center of the flying sword there is a hole inlaid with a jewel-like object the size of a pigeon's egg, which is the result of the fusion of the soul nourishing stone and the inner dan. This Neidan can be replaced later, which will make the flying sword more spiritual.

Xiao Wu also specially retained a trace of the blue fluorescence of the soul nourishing stone, the cold light of gold and iron and the blue fluorescence, the sword body pattern is all over, as long as you look at it, you will feel that this sword is a perfect work of art.

Xiao Wu was satisfied, and he raised his hand to make a move, ready to summon the flying sword out. He had long been familiar with the swordsmanship, but just when the flying sword was about to be summoned, the flying sword was in the sea of qi.

"Huh?" Xiao Wu was a little puzzled, what was the situation?

He felt the emotion of the flying sword, which was "emotion". This flying sword was refined by Xiao Wu with himself as a furnace, and it can be said to be a heart-to-heart connection.

"Don't want to come out?" Xiao Wu still wanted to summon, but the flying sword body trembled, and even the sound of the sword sounded again.

“......”

Xiao Wu was a little confused, "Why don't you come out?" Xiao Wu muttered, the flying sword's induction was even stronger, and it didn't go out.

This kind of induction is very strange, as if the flying sword refused Xiao Wu's order to let him out, and his attitude is resolute.

"That's okay, you're my sword!" Xiao Wu suddenly realized something, and went back to turn over the sword trick again.

The more Xiao Wu looked at the sword technique, the more ugly his face became, and in the end, he didn't want to speak. I only felt that the exhaustion of a month came over my body in an instant.

"Liars! are all liars! The old man misunderstood me!" Xiao Wu fell straight to the ground.

And when Xiao Wu shouted "The old man misunderstood me", above the black hole in front of Xiao Wu, a divine consciousness slowly condensed, and a voice came out, the voice was a little old, but it was not majestic, like a hooligan ruffian.

"NND, this god deity slept for a while, and when I woke up, I heard someone scolding me! Believe it or not, I let Xiao Wu hack you to death!"

A figure slowly emerged, the figure was white-clothed, white-haired and white-bearded, holding a dusty rod in his hand, slightly illusory and unsolid.

He glanced at Xiao Wu, "Sword Qi! This kid has refined into the Divine Sword? Not bad." ”

His eyes suddenly moved, his nose opened slightly, and his eyes widened as he looked at the jade bottle on the ground, "I'll go! What is this?"

The figure beckoned to the jade bottle, but the jade bottle did not move. The old man jumped to his feet in frustration, "This is the breath of the desolation! This is the breath of the desolation! Yes, yes, the breath of the desolation on that Huanlong's body! Good thing! This god venerable drinks, he will definitely heal from his injuries, and he can go further!"

The old man roared for a long time, and then looked at Xiao Wu, his eyes were a little sloppy at this time, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth.

"Get up, drink that little bit of desolate breath for me! I'll wipe all the bills for the Qinglou and your head!" the old man shouted, but Xiao Wu just didn't move, muttering something to himself.

"Get up, thief, get up, you're going to be unconscious at the critical moment for the yarn!"

Xiao Wu glanced at the black hole, and the corners of his mouth twitched and smiled, "Hehe, it must be me hallucinating, I seem to hear the old man calling me, hehe." ”

Xiao Wu continued to glaze over, "It must be that I'm too tired and want to hammer him to death." Hehe, slept. ”

The old man was stunned and wanted to up? Shouldn't he miss me?

Xiao Wu slept, fell asleep for the first time since he practiced, slept sweetly, and slept contentedly.

Xiao Wu dreamed, dreamed of the flying sword, dreamed of him soaring above the white clouds, dreamed that he was driving the flying sword that emitted blue light and golden light, the patterns of the flying sword came to life, and countless divine beasts protected his side and flew in the sky......

As Xiao Wu fell asleep, the old man sat bored on the edge of the black hole, with a long saliva flowing from his mouth, "This god wants to drink the breath of the desolation...... This deity wants to drink the breath of the desolation......"

The jade bottle was placed less than a meter away, and the smell wafted, making the old man's life worse than death.

Xiao Wu fell asleep in a state of loss, what was he muttering at first? He was saying over and over again, "Seal the sword into the body, and raise a breath of sword qi...... There was no one in the box...... Hehe, I don't see anyone when I go to the special place...... Hide the sword, hide a P!"

"Feng Shen Sword Formula", seal the sword into the body. In ordinary times, you must not use your sword, but if you come out with the light of the sword, you will kill. The sword technique created by this extremely powerful sword god Bai Lao made a man fall asleep in exhaustion at this time, and even fell into a nihilistic fantasy.

He doesn't want to kill, he wants to fly.

He longed for the blue sky, but he never had a sword.

Now, he has a sword, but it can't fly, it can only kill.

At this time, a man who had refined a flying sword that made others salivate was tired and wanted to cry without tears.

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