Chapter 1063: The right medicine

"call out!"
"call out!"
On the performance martial arts field, Jun Changxiao showed off the nine-style stacked wave sword and brought up layers of sword shadows.
"very handsome!"
"The lord is like dancing!"
The disciples standing next to them were amazed.
"Oh!"
For a moment, Jun Chang stopped with a smile, chicly retracted the sword into the sheath, and comforted his face: "The cold front sword re-infused into the soul by Fan Tangzhu is indeed better than before!"
In the test of the sword just now, he can feel that the sword and his heart seem to be in the same mind, especially the use of sword strokes is very handy, and the improvement in all aspects is very obvious!
If the disciples are equipped with such soul-infused weapons, the overall strength will definitely be stronger.
During this trip to Yuzhou in the East China Sea, Jun Chang laughed and thought that obtaining the space ring of the Emperor Zhenwei and the various martial art resources of the treasury was the biggest gain.
Now it seems.
Master Fan is the real priceless treasure!
"Qingyang!"
Jun Chang smiled and waved his hand, throwing the reshaped Han Fengjian over, and said loudly, "Test the sword!"
"Yes!"
Li Qingyang flew from a distance, held on the hilt of the sword, and landed lightly on the martial arts ground. Then he performed the Ninth-style Folding Sword until he gathered the ninth-style sword to form a unique sword sword.
"boom----"
The ground is cracked and the sword marks appear!
"metropolitan!"
Li Qingyang stood with his sword and was pleasantly surprised: "This sword seems to be more useful than before."
The next second, the smile congealed, looking at the floor destroyed by himself, and suddenly covering his chest with pain.
Let the second disciple can't help but destroy the performance martial arts field that he himself built, and we can see how good the Han Feng sword that injected the soul is!
...
Fan Yezi didn't rest, and he was intoxicated in rebuilding weapons.
Carefully speaking, this guy is just as crazy as Emperor Zhenwei, but he is crazy in casting.
Just a few days.
Hundreds of cold weapons were reshaped, and the soul of love was injected.
The disciples successively held Han Fengjian, which infused the soul. No matter they were practicing swords or studying, they could feel that they had a subtle connection with their weapons.
of course.
The most obvious effect is to wear defensive equipment such as a cloud knife and a black iron shield.
Indeed, Jun Chang laughed and thought.
Fan Yezi is truly priceless!
His arrival and remodeling of weapons and equipment have greatly enhanced the combat effectiveness of Wanzong.
If you only look at it personally, the effect may not be outstanding, but the 70,000 disciples all replaced the equipment that infused the soul, and the overall improvement was very significant!
And this is only the primary level of weapons and equipment, more advanced true sun sets, and dragon teeth series of weapons, waiting for Fan Yezi to inject the soul, then the proportion will probably be higher.
"It's earned, it's earned!"
Jun Changxiao feels very grateful that he can go to Donghai Yuzhou and spend a lot of chapters to save Master Fan, because the latter's help to Zongmen is continuous and permanent!
Thanks also to Wei Lao and others.
If it wasn't for the suzerain's suggestion to save each other, and the dog's leftovers have nothing to do with his high-hanging character, he might be too lazy to get to the sea.
Therefore, with a sufficiently professional big gate, the suzerain may not be able to think carefully about many things, and the role and advice of the senior management are also very important!
In addition to being handsome to the sky, Jun Changxiao is not a perfect person.
Seniors such as Wei Wei, when necessary, make up for some of his deficiencies, and are unambiguous in major matters, so as to construct a truly eternal strongest sect.
...
Foundry Hall.
Jun Chang laughed and took out his guidance and put it on the casting platform, and said, "Can this thing infuse the soul?"
system:"……"
Already a wretched exclusive soldier, if you re-inject the soul, wouldn't you wriggle to the sky and the sun side by side!
Fan Yezi stepped forward, holding the strange-looking pointing rivers and mountains in his hands, his eyes widened, and there was a strong shock, saying: "This ... this ..."
"Yes."
Jun Chang laughed: "On top of God."
"Tongtong!"
Fan Yezi fell directly to the ground, shaking his hands violently: "The lord can make weapons on top of God!"
At his current level, he can only cast the sacred product level, and also needs powerful ore. As for the sacred product, it has not been tested, and it failed in the East China Sea Yuzhou.
Jun Chang laughed and said, "This is the casting of two seniors, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie."
"Good."
System said: "Face up."
"So it is!"
Fan Yezi's fluctuating heart was calm a lot.
If it was a young man in his early twenties who forged weapons on top of the gods, it would be terrifying!
"metropolitan."
After Fan Yezi's careful examination, he said, "This weapon is still impeccable in its workmanship, but it still lacks the soul. As for whether it can be injected into the soul, we need to try to know."
"Then try it."
"It could ... take a long time."
The remodeling of high-level equipment requires greater investment. It is definitely not like Han Fengjian that can mass produce hundreds of handles a day.
...
"This this……"
Fan Yezi was again compared and shocked.
Because he is in the secret space of time and space, and learned from the suzerain, there is time to accelerate here, fifty days inside, only one day outside!
"Snapped!"
Slap on the face, felt the pain, and said, "Not a dream ... this is not a dream!"
Hey, the dignified contemporary foundry master, after entering the Wanzong sect, can keep normal when he reshapes the weapon. The rest of the time is spent in shock, which is really hard for him.
"Fan Tangzhu."
Jun Chang laughed: "This weapon is for you to reshape."
"Ok!"
Master Fan hastily released the casting gas, and then gathered a full five hammers, and then he was busy day and night.
It is indeed very difficult to inject the soul into the weapon above the divine product. It took a full month to succeed, and the effect was not ideal.
"metropolitan."
Fan Yezi will instruct Jiangshan to pass by, shaking his head and saying: "I have limited ability and can barely reshape a little bit. The improvement may have little effect ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Jun Changxiao smiles and said:" The main reason is that Fan Tangzhu lack Materials to practice hands, can not be practiced to make perfect, come here, there are a few magical levels here, you can take them to practice. "
All three pieces of equipment, such as Thunderstrike, Yunmengxiayin, and Hellfury, were taken out.
"..."
Fan Yezi nearly passed out of sync, and then crouched on the casting platform like Wang Duoyu, twitching his face wildly.
He is regretting that he has repeatedly rejected the sincere invitation of Jun Changxiao!
If the other party does not need to imprison themselves, but let them leave, why not miss so many weapons and equipment perfectly, let alone practice remodeling!
Fan Yezi, Fan Yezi!
You're a real bastard, you almost made a big mistake!
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The percussion and slapping sound staggered, creating a very beautiful and dynamic rhythm.
...
After handing over the exclusive soldiers of Li Qingyang and others to Fan Yezi, Jun Changxiao began to consider how to get Yuan Gongzi.
"This man went to Yuzhou in the East China Sea in order to rely on Emperor Zhenwei to build a great career."
"Yes."
Jun Chang smiled, his eyes brightened, then he walked into the cell, dragging Yuan Gongzi out for no reason.
"Jun always laughs! If you want to kill me, can you give me a decent way of death! It's not like dragging a dead dog!" Yuan Gongzi growled.
"This seat takes you to a fun place." Jun Chang smiled.
"interesting place?"
Yuan Gongzi's face was bewildered, and then he saw a streamer-like swirl swirling in front of him, exuding a spooky atmosphere.
Is this hell?
"brush!"
When thinking, Jun Chang laughed and dragged him into ... Oh no, it's a battlefield of planes!
Fan Yezi, the right medicine.
Yuan Gongzi, also need to prescribe the right medicine!