Douluo Spirit Forging Master

Just like this for a week, Wang Hai’s fleet has explored the entire island, and the timber on the central island has been cut in half, some basic buildings have been built, and Wan Xuan’s living environment has been greatly improved. .

As for Wan Xuan and others, although they have been desperately digging the basalt armor, the effect is not obvious. After all, the probability of the sundering attribute for the basalt armor is significantly reduced, and the effect after triggering is not good. This basalt armor is really too great. Sturdy.

During this whole week, Wan Xuan and others only excavated the basalt armor half a meter deep. As for the fragments produced by the armor piercing, they were carefully collected by Wan Xuan and placed in an iron box for later use. Xuan Ke knows that there are some spirit masters in Douluo Continent whose martial arts are turtles, and this basalt armor must have a very good effect on their martial arts.

The dull days always make people feel boring. After this week of torture, Wan Xuan still didn't hold back his loneliness and sneaked back to the ground.

When Wan Xuan crawled out of the deep hole and slapped the dust on his body, Wan Xuan saw the vast sea monument not far away. These strokes once again turned into flying swords and shot towards Wan Xuan.

But this time Wan Xuan was not as nervous as the first time. He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. The Flying Sword in front of him disappeared instantly, but the disappearance of the Flying Sword didn't mean Wan Xuan was okay.

Wan Xuan closed his eyes and felt a violent dizziness, and then sat down on the ground, his small face instantly turned pale, as if his body was hollowed out.

Then, a mouthful of blood came out, and Wan Xuan's expression recovered.

"The danger of this stele is indeed greater than I thought." Wan Xuan licked his lips, then closed his eyes and started running the "Forging Immortal Sutra" to recover from his injury.

However, this time Wan Xuan could feel that the sword intent in front of him was a little weaker than when he saw it for the first time. Although the weakness was not obvious, it was still felt by Wan Xuan.

Soon Wan Xuan's body was almost restored, after all, "Forging Immortal Scripture" was a technique for cultivating immortals.

"I will try again. If I continue to see if I can adapt to the sword intent, then I can cross the stone tablet and explore the situation inside." Wan Xuan thought for a while, then opened his eyes and fixed his eyes on the stone tablet in front of him.

"Puff!" Not surprisingly, another mouthful of blood spurted out. Although Wan Xuan's face was pale, his mouth was still smiling.

The sword intent on the stone tablet hurts Wanxuan less and less. It seems that Wan Xuan is constantly adapting to the strength of the sword intent. It won’t be long before Wan Xuan should be able to resist the sword intent of the Hanhai monument and cross the Hanhai monument. Explore the center of the island.

For the rest of the time, Wan Xuan watched the stele every day, alternating between vomiting blood and running the exercises every day.

Because Wan Shanhe and Wang Hai are so busy every day, no one noticed that Wan Xuan was lazy here.

As time went by, and another week later, Wan Xuan finally stopped vomiting blood. Now Wan Xuan didn't feel any discomfort no matter how he looked at this stone monument.

"I'm going, the ground is all the blood that I vomited, it's dysfunctional, I have to go back and make it up." Wan Xuan flattened his mouth and said angrily.

At this time, a thick layer of blood coagulated solid appeared on the ground in front of Wan Xuan, all of which was blood vomited by Wan Xuan, and the red blood had coagulated into black.

Wan Xuan did not expect that he could vomit so much blood in just one week.

Then, Wan Xuan stood up, returned to the camp, found the chef, made some blood-enriching soup, and was eating it when he ran into Wanshanhe.

"Xiaoxuan, why are you here? Shouldn't you dig Xuanwu armor in the pit now?" Wan Shanhe came over for lunch and asked Wan Xuan suspiciously.

"Steal a lazy, steal a lazy." Wan Xuan smiled, raised his head and glanced at Wan Shanhe.

After seeing Wan Xuan's eyes, Wan Shanhe was taken aback for a moment, and Wan Xuan's eyes were fierce at this time, as if an unsheathed long sword.

"Xiao Xuan, what have you done recently? I'm not going to comprehend that stone tablet, right?" Wan Shanhe asked Wan Xuan seriously.

"Old... daddy, how did you know?" Wan Xuan said with a guilty conscience.

"You kid don't want to die? Whoever wants to comprehend the stone monument can comprehend it!" Wan Shanhe said loudly to Wan Xuan, who hated iron and steel, and then quickly grabbed Wan Xuan's wrist and used his own soul. Li helped Wan Xuan check whether there were any hidden injuries in his body.

At this time, Wan Xuan was taken aback. He didn't dare to move at all, and could only quietly wait for Wan Shanhe to check his body.

After a while, Wan Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief, then let go of Wan Xuan's arm, and said solemnly: "Fortunately, your kid can "Forge the Immortal Sutra" otherwise, this hidden injury will be enough to ruin you."

"Isn't this all right, hehe." Wan Xuan said with a sigh of relief as he looked at Wan Shanhe, and he was more courageous, hehe said with a smile.

"It's fine if it's okay. By the way, little bastard, the Hanhai Monument is a few percent of the enlightenment." Wan Shanhe suddenly smiled and asked Wan Xuan.

Wan Xuan jumped by the sudden change of mood.

"Father, I don't know how much I have realized, but the coercion of these stone tablets on me is almost negligible." Wan Xuan thought for a while and said.

"No effect? ​​Then your vast sword intent should have already been introduced, but why do you comprehend the vast intent of sword in a leisurely manner? Our martial spirit is a hammer, and it is impossible to simulate the intent of sword at all." Suddenly Wan Shanhe Thinking of this question, he asked Wan Xuan suspiciously.

"I didn't want to comprehend the vast sword intent, but when I crawled out of the pit a while ago, I discovered that the coercion of the vast sword intent would be reduced after looking at this stele." Wan Xuan helplessly explained to Wan Shanhe.

"You...really good." Wan Shanhe was unable to complain, and could only silently give a thumbs up.

"But even if you understand the vast sword intent, you can't let yourself enter the scope of the vast sea stele. I have a sword. You can use it to practice and familiarize yourself with the vast sword intent. It will be useful someday." Wan Shanhe looked serious. Said to Wan Xuan, then took out a short sword from the Soul Guidance Device and handed it to Wan Xuan.

But at this time Wan Xuan was only seven years old, and his body was still short, so he happened to use this short sword.

After receiving the short sword, Wan Xuan instantly felt as if there was some wonderful connection between himself and the sword, and a sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously, as if he had touched it countless times.

Wan Xuan walked out of the tent, drew out his short sword and started to swing it, but after familiarity and familiarity, Wan Xuan still felt that this sword was too light. After all, Wan Xuan had always used a hammer before.

"Practice more and less toss." Wan Shanhe left the canteen after speaking and went on to direct the work.

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