He Has a Dragon

If everyone's mental power is like a piece of tofu, weak and vulnerable to damage, then the condensed consciousness is like a sharp steel knife that has been tempered for thousands of times.

As for whether the steel knife is sharp or not, it depends on everyone's efforts and opportunities.

What's more, condensing spiritual consciousness is only the first step. After all, there has been no accurate explanation of the research and development of warriors' spiritual treasures since ancient times, and it is extremely mysterious and abnormal.

For Wang Le now, he can only take one step and watch.

The ultimate goal of currently exploring the dark orifices of the sea of ​​consciousness and condensing spiritual consciousness is purely to use this as a guide to break through the bottleneck of cultivation that currently imprisons oneself, and to advance to a higher martial arts realm.

Getting back to the subject, practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, and Wang Le dare not slack off at all.

Not to mention, it has been half a year since he came to the martial arts world, and Wang Le has not forgotten his promise to his wife to get together in Sijiu City as soon as possible.

In this way, in the dark bedroom with no light, Wang Le sat cross-legged on the bed and was doing two things. While treating his own injuries, he transferred the mana in his Dantian to open up the dark orifice of the sea of ​​​​consciousness between his eyebrows...

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After a speechless night, Wang Le woke up from his trance early the next morning. After a simple wash and dinner, he simply said hello to the housekeeper Li Hongru, then hurriedly left the residence and went straight to find Hai Wuya. , discuss the matter of refining the natal magic weapon.

According to Ji Yinzi's arrangement, the place where Master and Disciple Hai Wuya stayed was not very far from the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

As for the purpose, of course it was to make it easier for Hai Wuya to go to the Artifact Refining Pavilion to refine magic weapons.

After a long while, Wang Le followed the memory in his mind and finally found the residence of Master and Disciple Hai Wuya. It was a small but exquisite courtyard house.

Xiao Yue opened the door, and when Wang Le followed him into the living room of the main house, he saw his grandfather Ji Yang and the headmaster Ji Yinzi, already sitting inside drinking tea with Hai Wuya.

When Wang Le saw his grandfather and the head master's uncle looking attentive and flattering, he twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, then put on a smiling face, walked into the living room without stopping, and said at the same time: "I didn't expect the three of you to get together so early. We had tea together, it seems like I’m too lazy as a kid.”

Hai Wuya, who was sitting in the main seat, seemed to regard this place as his own home. He smiled and greeted him indifferently: "I am older and sleep less, so of course I wake up earlier. Xiaoyou Wang sat down to talk and taste it. My tea from Baliksan.”

Wang Le unceremoniously sat down opposite Hai Wuya. At this time, Xiao Yue poured tea for him and put it on the table in front of Wang Le.

At this time, Jian Hai Wu Ya did not beat around the bush and asked straight to the point: "I wonder when Xiaoyou Wang is going to start curing the old illness in my body?"

Wang Le didn't taste the tea carefully, and drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, just like a cow chewing peonies. Xiao Yue, who was standing behind Hai Wuya, frowned, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Wang Le put down the tea cup in his hand and said without any hesitation: "I came here today just for the old illness in Ebi's body."

Master Hai Wuya and his disciples looked happy. Before they could speak, Wang Le continued: "As the saying goes, the plan cannot keep up with the changes. I must cure the injuries in your body, Mr. Hai, as soon as possible, and try to complete it within three days."

After a pause, Wang Le looked at Hai Wuya calmly, and said: "When this matter is over, I hope Hai Lao can go all out to refine the magic weapon for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hai Wuya agreed without hesitation. He shook his head and sighed: "Of course, I have been refining weapons for many years. Even if I want to go all out, I am still suffering from old illnesses. "

Then Hai Wuya perked up,

He continued with confidence: "As long as I cure the old illness in my body, I, Hai Wuya, at my peak state, will be able to refine the best magic weapon for you!"

Wang Le chuckled and nodded with satisfaction: "I'll wait and see. I hope I can have my own magic weapon when I leave seclusion!"

A strange look flashed in Hai Wuya's eyes, and he asked: "Is the injury serious, my little friend? Will he be in seclusion for treatment next?"

Wang Le shook his head, and then replied calmly without hiding anything: "My martial arts practice has entered a period of stagnation. I need to break through the current bottleneck before I can advance to a higher martial arts realm."

"Uh!" Hai Wuya and Xiao Yue couldn't help but look shocked, and the pupils in their eyes shrank tightly.

Because along the way, they have fully experienced Wang Le's tyrannical fighting power. If this guy advances to a higher level in martial arts, even if he encounters a strong person in the early stage of the heaven level, he will not need to use the artifact butterfly. Can easily clean it up.

Just when Hai Wuya's master and apprentice were thinking, Wang Le's heart moved, and he took out the special military thorn from the magic eye space, then put it on the table and pushed it in front of Hai Wuya.

"This is this?" Hai Wuya glanced at the special military thorn with confusion in his eyes, and then looked at Wang Le, waiting for the other party's response.

Wang Le replied: "This special military thorn has been with me for many years, so I want Hai Lao to help me refine it."

After a pause, Wang Le further said: "Back when I was just innately cultivated, this special military thorn was able to break through people's defenses. This shows that its material is not simple."

What Wang Le didn't tell Hai Wuya was that this special military thorn was given to him by the old guy Xiao Zhixuan when he was in the mysterious army.

Yunlongjiu discovered that Xiao Zhixuan was a legendary figure in the martial arts world. Wang Le felt that what the other party gave him should not be simple, but it was also a treasure.

At this time, Hai Wuya picked up the special military thorn on the table and looked at it carefully. Ji Yang, who was sitting beside him, suddenly smiled and said: "When I met Xiao Le in the world of mortals, I once made a suggestion. Then It is to refine this special military thorn into a life magic weapon."

Ji Yinzi interrupted curiously and asked: "Junior brother, can you tell that the material of this military thorn is weak?"

Hai Wuya shook his head and said: "Although you can't see it, once you try it, you will know that it is not simple. It is a rare and good material for refining magic weapons."

Then Hai Wuya looked at Hai Wuya, who was carefully looking at the special military thorn in his hand, and asked with a smile: "With Master Hai's sharp eyesight, you should be able to see the material of this special military thorn, right?"

Hai Wuya responded in silence, squinting his eyes and staring at the special military thorn in his hand. The expression on his face changed for a long time. This time he sighed quietly: "This weapon is so violent that I can't even imagine it." How many people did Wang Xiaoyou kill with it?"