Hey hey? Why are you crying? Is it not to your liking?"

Seeing this boy holding the sword sheath and crying like rain, Wang Gan was suddenly a little busy. Why was it so easy to be like a child just now? Seeing Chang Xi holding Yuehong and the sword sheath hard in his arms, Wang Gan suddenly understood something, and his hand, which was stretched in the air, froze slightly, a little unfamiliar but gently caressed Chang Xi's head.

This child and this sword have probably experienced many unknown stories together.

Chang Xi quickly calmed down his excitement, secretly wiped away his tears, hugged Yuehong and giggled.

"If others know that Chang Xi, who has won the trial crown of Kuixing Pavilion in Tianxiu Peak, is a crying man, it must be quite interesting." Wang Gan was obviously in a very good mood and looked at Chang Xi with a rare teasing look and laughed.

Chang Xi scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Master is laughing."

Wang Dan waved his long sleeves and said, "True temperament is the most precious thing. I won't talk much. This scabbard is enough to rank among the top three in the forged artifacts. Its magical powers complement the Yuehong, which will definitely open your eyes."

Wang Gan spread his palm and the sword sheath escaped Yuehong and flew into Wang Gan's hand. Chang Xi felt a flash in front of him. When he saw clearly, he and his master were already on the lawn outside the hall.

"Look at it!"

Wang Dan held the scabbard tightly and inserted it hard on the grass. Half of the scabbard was deeply penetrated into the soil. A faint light flashed on the scabbard, and in an instant it radiated like a spider web to form a huge light shield to buckle the two of them. The light shield enveloped a green pine tree on the edge of the cliff of the hall. The birds who wanted to return to the nest to feed their cubs flapped their wings and hit the light shield, but they could not get in. After several attempts, they could not go back to the bird's nest on the branches, and flew up and down around the light shield and screamed anxiously.

Wang Dan stopped demonstrating when he saw this scene. He raised his hand and pressed it at the mouth of the scabbard sheath. The faint light like a spider web disappeared, and the light cover disappeared like a bubble under the scorching sun. The anxious bird was finally able to return to the nest. After returning to the nest, he flapped his wings at the old and the young under the tree not far away, expressing strong dissatisfaction and protest.

"This is a magical power of the sword sheath, which is called "forbidden". People outside the light shield cannot enter, and people inside the light shield cannot get out. It has a very good effect when used in some special occasions." Wang Dan pulled the sword sheath out of the soil, and the jade-like sword sheath was not stained with dust.

At this moment, Chang Xi's eyes were staring straight, glaring like a copper bell.

But soon Wang Dan poured a basin of cold water: "But your cultivation is too low, you can't use this trick."

Chang Xi was covered in black lines: "This..."

Wang Dan curled his lips and continued, "The formation is also engraved on the scabbard. The scabbard itself is used as the array eye. In the blink of an eye, it can set up a shocking formation to trap and kill the enemy here. Of course, your cultivation is really not enough, and you still can't use this move."

Chang Xi's mouth suddenly twitched: "I..."

Wang Ganqiang resisted his teasing smile and said, "There is also the magical power of the sword sheath to forbid the air..."

"Master, stop! Please let me go, just tell me how to use my current cultivation level to the greatest extent!"

Seeing that his master was about to continue showing off his endless show-off, Chang Xi hurriedly interrupted his master's thoughts. This kind of blow was enough once or twice, and it was really depressing to come so many at once.

Wang Gan, who had not smiled happily for a long time, returned the scabbard to Chang Xi and said, "Take a drop of essence and blood on the scabbard to feel it with your heart.

Chang Xi did not doubt that he had him. His index finger pressed between his teeth and bit it hard. A drop of essence and blood dripped on the scabbard and merged into it in the blink of an eye. Chang Xi calmed down his mind and felt it, and only felt a faint thin line connected to the distance deep in his mind. His mind slowly groped along the thin line, and finally felt the things that looked like a scabbard at the distant end. The scabbard responded to Chang Xi's perception like a living creature, sending a faint and intimate fluctuation.

Wang Gan looked at Chang Xi, who was as shocked as a rabbit, in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chang Xi told Master the scene he felt in his mind.

Wang Gan said with gratitude: "The first perception can make the sword sheath give it back, which means that you have indeed had extraordinary talent in the sword path. What you just realized is the spirit of the artifact."

"The Spirit of the Artifact?"

Wang Gan nodded slightly: "Yes. The moment the artifact is successfully forged, there will be an extremely low chance of a ray of spirituality in the world. The newly born spirit is like a baby, and will gradually grow with the time that is with the master and the master's strength increase until he fully possesses his own mind. If a magical artifact spirit has a magical spirit, it will no longer be a magical artifact in the ordinary sense. After the magical spirit has independent intelligence, it will be connected with the master, and it will be used like an arm, and the power increase of the magic used is calculated by multiples. Often, the battle between high-level monks can be said to be a distinction between life and death in a moment. If there is a magical artifact that is connected to his own mind, the advantage it has is naturally immeasurable. It can be said that only when a magical artifact has the spirit of the artifact can it be truly considered a top magical artifact."

After listening to the master's explanation, Chang Xi suddenly realized it. He immediately became childlike and continued to calm down to tease the spirit of the artifact in the scabbard. The spirit of the artifact was extremely well-behaved, and the fluctuations in Chang Xi's mind were all vague sounds. He kept moving up and down around Chang Xi's mind, and seemed very happy.

Wang Dan felt relieved when he saw Chang Xi get started so quickly and taught the only two magical powers that can be used to control the sword sheath with Chang Xi's current pitiful cultivation level.

"Is the spirit and the spirit? Is it like this?"

Chang Xi instilled nearly half of his spiritual power into the scabbard. An undetectable dim light flashed on the scabbard, and then a light shield thinner than paper was supported in front of Chang Xi. However, this light shield appeared in less than a blink of an eye and deflated like a balloon without air. No matter how Ren Chang Xi shook the scabbard, it could no longer light up.

"Come on, with your poor cultivation level of Qi Refining Realm, you may have to inject spiritual power continuously for several days to support a complete defensive light shield. Anyway, the quality and quantity of the injected spiritual power determine the power of the defensive light shield. In terms of Qi Refining Realm, one breath is probably the limit. There is no way, after all, it is the Qi Refining Realm."

"Master, you don't need to say the same sentence so many times, I know!"

"Have you thought about the name of this sword sheath? If it is not majestic, I will definitely not do it! This will definitely be among the top artifacts on the artifact list in the future. If it is a cold name, it will lose Qingyun Mountain's face!"

"After thinking about it, it's called Tianhuang."

"Tianhuang?"

"Well, I'll spend the rest of my life with Yuehong."

"I can't tell that you are still a scholar..."

On the top of the Artifact Peak, the two old and young abandoned the insurmountable hierarchical relationship between their disciples and their masters, and said what they thought in their hearts like a friend of age, which was so uncomfortable. Wang Dan missed this feeling very much. The artifact Peak respected him very much, and was very cautious and respectful in front of him. It was rare to talk to others so openly, even if he was just a Qi-refining junior who had just entered Qingyun Mountain.

In a trance, deep in Wang Gan's memory, the young man in white, who was also unconventional, quietly coincided with the figure of the young man holding a sword around his waist in front of him.
Chapter completed!