The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Mo Xie listened to Tang Zheng's question, looked at his anxious expression, and said flatly: "I can't help it, the nine-turn alchemy furnace is your magic weapon, and only you know it best, find its weapon from these spirits." Spirituality is your own work, and only you can do it."

Tang Zheng shook his head, took a deep look at him, and did not question in vain.

Mo Xie's attitude was very clear, no matter how much he asked, there would be no result, so why bother.

As soon as he turned his gaze, he moved from the outer wall of the nine-turn alchemy furnace to the inside of the alchemy furnace, and immediately locked on one of the things exuding a sharp aura.

A sword was quietly suspended in the alchemy furnace, exuding a mysterious luster, and even more powerful.

His eyes were firmly attracted, and he couldn't move away even a little bit.

The gazes of Mo Xie and Li Xiaotian were also attracted. After a while, Mo Xie exclaimed: "It's really a peerless sword."

His assertion like this directly shows the extraordinary nature of this magical weapon.

Li Xiaotian smiled brightly, he was happier than he got a magical weapon, and looked at Tang Zheng happily.

Tang Zheng held back the excitement in his heart, and stretched out his hand. When his hand reached the top of the nine-turn alchemy furnace, the general buzzed and trembled non-stop, and the sound of the sword was as loud as thunder.

"Come!"

Tang Zheng let out a low growl, clasped his five fingers falsely, and with a whoosh, the divine sword flew into his palm as if it had sensed it.

The moment the Excalibur fell into his palm, a feeling of flesh and blood was born spontaneously.

He and the sword seem to be integrated into one, and the sword is one.

Mo Xie and Li Xiaotian looked at him intently, seeing his expression change slightly, Li Xiaotian quickly asked with concern: "How is it?"

Mo Xie had rich experience and asked with great interest: "Is there a wonderful feeling that you have never had with other magic weapons?"

Tang Zheng pondered for a while, nodded and said, "How do you know?"

"Haha, I'm a master craftsman, of course I know." Mo Xie said meaningfully, his eyes became darker, "I also felt this way when I forged the Ganjiang Sword. This feeling of bones being connected can only be done by myself Only magic weapons made with painstaking efforts will be available."

The answer is revealed,

Tang Zheng suddenly realized that it was because of hard work.

"Precisely because of this, the power of the magic weapon will be even greater. Of course, if ordinary people want to refine the magic weapon with their hard work, it is a fool's dream. Only a true master of refining can do this." Mo Xie said proudly.

Tang Zheng rolled his eyes, isn't this a disguised compliment to himself?

Mo Xie didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued to say to himself: "This magic weapon of yours is fused with your blood, and no one else can use it except you. This is the special feature of refining magic weapons with painstaking efforts."

"Only you can use it?" Tang Zheng was startled, but he was shocked by the news. If this is the case, then there is no need to worry about the magic weapon being snatched away by others.

The loss of the Battle Soul Sword by Chi You has always caused Tang Zheng to worry about it, and now he finally doesn't have to worry about this problem, of course it is a blessing.

Mo Xie looked straight at Tang Zheng, and said, "That's true, did happiness come too suddenly?"

Tang Zheng took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said, "It's true."

"Then you have to remember that I made this happen. If it weren't for me, you would have such powerful materials, but you wouldn't be able to create a peerless magic weapon. Instead, you would destroy it." Mo Xie reminded bluntly.

Tang Zheng looked at him thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will naturally keep this in mind. As for your request, I also know, and I will persuade Tian Chanzi to agree to your request."

If this peerless magic weapon had no such effect, he would not have made this promise, after all, the two sides were opponents.

But this magical weapon exceeded his expectations, and Mo Xie's role in it was beyond doubt, and he couldn't ignore it at all.

He is a person who gives every bit of grace and repays every bit of water.

Mo Xie had indeed helped him a lot, so he would naturally repay Mo Xie.

After hearing this, Mo Xie was very excited, his eyes lit up, and he said expectantly: "Then I will wait for your good news, I hope you will not forget what I said today."

He knew very well that his hopes were pinned on Tang Zheng, without his help, Tian Chanzi would never agree to his request.

That's why he worked so hard to refine Tang Zheng's magic weapons, and even answered his questions, pointing out the key points.

Seeing that Tang Zheng didn't seem to be lying, Mo Xie was overjoyed and said, "Now you can name your divine weapon."

name?

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, he almost ignored such an important process.

A divine weapon is the same as a human being. Success in refinement is equivalent to birth, and an order is equivalent to giving a name to a person. This name will be its code name in the future and accompany it throughout its life.

A good name jingles, enough to deter the enemy and shock the world.

Therefore, the matter of naming must not be sloppy.

His face became solemn, and he looked at the divine sword with eyes like water. Although the whole body of the Jiuyou black iron is black, the divine weapon created is not completely black. Instead, there is a crystal light flowing, which is even more mysterious.

Li Xiaotian looked at him nervously, and advised, "Don't rush this matter."

Tang Zheng shook his head, noncommittal, staring at the Divine Sword with scorching eyes, and said in his heart: "This Divine Sword is taken from the Nine Nether Black Iron, and the spirit of the weapon is the dark side of the Ksitigarbha King. It is the result of combining the two, why not Name it Xuanzang Sword."

Xuan Zang Sword!

He recited it silently three times in his mind, and the more he heard it, the more pleasant it became to his ears. His eyes lit up, and he gradually made a decision. He said loudly, "From now on, it will be called Xuanzang Sword!"

Xuanzang sword?

Mo Xie and Li Xiaotian frowned slightly, and immediately, Li Xiaotian stretched his brows, obviously understanding the deep meaning of the name.

She pondered for a while, then nodded happily: "This name is good, with a profound artistic conception."

Mo Xie curled her lips, disapproving, but seeing that Tang Zheng had already made up his mind, he naturally wouldn't ask for boring objections, since it wasn't his sword anyway.

Tang Zheng stroked the Excalibur lightly, and murmured in a low voice: "From now on, your name will be Xuanzangjian."

"Yes, master, thank you for giving me the name." The sword soul responded, buzzing and trembling, the sword screaming continuously.

Rays of light also surged from the sword body, radiant and radiant, so fierce that people dare not look at it too much.

Tang Zheng empathized, and could clearly feel the pleasure of Xuanzangjian.

He raised the Xuanzang sword high, slashed lightly, hoo, a sword energy pierced through the air, and it was about to hit the wall of the secret room.

With this energy, I'm afraid that the wall will collapse soon, and the secret room will not be safe, but what is amazing is that the moment the sword energy is about to touch the wall, it disappears invisible, as if it has never appeared before.

"Good sword!" Mo Xie couldn't help admiring loudly, he was a master of swordsmanship, so he saw the clues.

Don't look at the fact that the sword energy didn't destroy the wall, it seems that the mountain is at the end of the river and the power is not enough.

However, in fact, Tang Zheng's ability to control the Xuanzang Sword to perfection, to the pinnacle, is the only way to achieve this.