My Master is a Bug

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In the non-stop forging, the sword quickly took shape.

Fang Mu's style is simple and unpretentious, which is reflected in this sword, that is, it has no sword pavilion and no sword head at all.

Overall, it looks like a flat long stick, giving people a rather weird feeling.

However, Fang Mu obviously didn't feel that there was something wrong with his sword.

As the sword embryo gradually took shape, Fang Mu's eyes became more and more eager, and the frequency of forging became higher and higher.

In fact, according to the normal process of casting a sword, the sword embryo has already been formed, and the blade needs to be carefully polished.

But Fang Mu obviously wouldn't follow the normal process.

He still slapped the body of the sword, vowing to slap the blade out all at once.

For ordinary people, doing this is simply a fantasy, but for Fang Mu, this is just the most basic energy control.

With the reverberation of a crisp sound, strands of hot and sharp aura emanated from the sword. Wherever the hot aura passed, the blade of the sword became sharp to the naked eye.

After a long time, Fang Mu stopped beating.

At this time, this sword has also been completely formed.

Its blade is straight, even sharper than a finely polished divine sword.

Fang Mu held the hilt and threw two sword flowers, nodded with satisfaction, "It's not bad!"

In fact, the quality of this newly forged divine sword is still somewhat different from Fang Mu's initial expectations.

But after a failed sword casting, Fang Mu was reluctantly satisfied that he could obtain such a divine sword.

when!

He flicked lightly, and a not-so-pure, but extremely sharp sword intent spread out.

The quality of this divine sword has reached a limit.

Although Ling Yun is far from being comparable to his godson, it is quite enough as a divine sword.

The main thing is that it is a normal divine sword.

"Not bad…"

The little guy next to him seemed to sense Fang Mu's mood, and a smile appeared on his timid face.

He Dian'er Dian'er ran over, hugged Fang Mu's thigh, and said in a milky voice, "Dad!"

Hearing this voice again, Fang Mu's mood calmed down a lot.

He pinched the little guy's little head and lifted it up.

The little guy was not afraid this time, his disproportionately large eyes blinked and looked at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "You have just been cast, and you will immediately transform into shape. You are full of spiritual charm. You will be called Fang Lingyun in the future."

Fang Lingyun's big eyes blinked a few times and muttered, "Lingyun, Dad!"

Fang Mu: "…"

Although this newly born little guy is full of spirituality, his IQ does not seem to be particularly high.

Fang Mu sighed softly, then lifted the little guy's head and folded it.

Fang Lingyun's facial features were suddenly crowded together again.

However, he seemed to be enjoying the process, his two little hands kept interacting with Fang Mu, and even his two fleshy-looking calves kicked up and down a few times from time to time.

Fang Mu made a casual move and collected the ball of golden water scattered on the ground.

These golden waters are impurities that Fang Lingyun sifted out when casting the sword, and there is no trace of spirituality in it.

But no matter what, this thing was made by melting the Divine Sword, and now it has absorbed the flames of the stars, which is a rare treasure.

After putting it into the storage ring, Fang Mu turned into a streamer and flew in the direction of Zao Xuan.

At this time, the flames of the surrounding stars had spread to within dozens of miles around Zao Xuan's body.

Although Zao Xuan tried his best to resist, the temperature around him was still slowly rising.

Just when he was hesitating whether to retreat to a farther place, a sword light lit up, dispelling the surrounding flames.

Zao Xuan hurriedly looked in the direction of the sword light, and as expected, he found Fang Mu's figure.

His eyes lit up and said, "Your sword... eh?"

Just halfway through his words, he saw Fang Lingyun being carried by Fang Mu.

Fang Mu was alone when he went, but when he came back, he had a child.

This made Zao Xuan stunned.

Just when he was stunned, Fang Lingyun suddenly broke free from Fang Mu's big hand and floated directly to Zao Xuan's side.

"elder brother!"

Zao Xuan was stunned again.

He looked at Fang Mu, then at the little guy in front of him, and said with a look of astonishment, "He..."

Before he could ask the doubts in his heart, Fang Mu smiled and said, "He is my son!"

Sao Xuan: "???"

He never thought that Fang Mu went to the surface of the stars and brought a son back.

Just when his face was covered in a circle, Fang Lingyun rode directly on his shoulders.

This little guy grabbed Zao Xuan's hair with one hand, and pointed at Fang Mudao with the other hand, and said in a milky voice:

"Brother, this is Daddy!"

Sao Xuan: "…"

Zao Xuan, who had just recovered his senses, was in a mess again.

He twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, pointed at the little guy who was riding on his shoulder and asked, "Is he... the divine sword you just forged?"

At this time, Zao Xuan had already seen through Fang Lingyun's heels.

But he had never seen such a thing that the Divine Sword immediately transformed itself as soon as it was cast, which is why he asked this question.

Fang Mu nodded and said, "There was an accident when I was casting the sword, which made me change my previous plan.

then…"

He briefly explained the process of Fang Lingyun's transformation, and UU asked after reading www.uukanshu.com:

"Before this little guy changed his form, his sword intent was very sharp.

Why is it so much weaker after transformation? "

Zao Xuan was still digesting what Fang Mu had just said.

After thinking for a moment, he slowly nodded and said, "This kind of thing is actually quite normal.

Before our transformation, we were just a sword, and everything was for killing.

In that state, Sword Intent is naturally the most fierce.

After transfiguration, we are creatures.

In this process, our power form will undergo a transformation, from pure sword intent to spiritual intelligence, potential and other characteristics possessed by living beings.

Therefore, from the point of view of sword intent alone, the combat power of the Divine Sword after its transformation will indeed be weaker. "

Fang Mu thought thoughtfully: "The price of spiritual transformation is so great..."

Zao Xuan nodded and said, "That's natural.

Although there is spirituality in Divine Sword, it is still not easy to want to become a living being.

It is precisely because of this that when the Immortal Cultivator is refining the weapon, it will suppress the intelligence of the soul itself.

But for us, transformation is an instinct.

After the transformation, although we temporarily lost our previous combat power, we gained a new life and a wider world in exchange.

If the opportunity is right, it won't take long for us to regain our previous strength. "

"How long will it take?"

Fang Mu glanced at Zao Xuan and questioned, "But you seem to have been decadent in the Canglang Realm for thousands of years before you regained your detachment."

Zao Xuan, who was still a little emotional just now, suddenly didn't want to speak.

He said speechlessly: "My situation is rather special and cannot be generalized.

And at that time, even if I didn't return to the realm of detachment, I still had the combat power comparable to the realm of detachment. "

"Oh…"

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