Chapter 232 The Soul of the Natal Magic Weapon Is Broken

Time passed, and Yang Tian stayed in the other courtyard for seven or eight days. Wei Xuan'er came here twice during this period, and then went to the battlefield ahead.

It is not only Wei Xuan'er who is going to the frontline battlefield this time, there are also other young monks with unusual status who have been arranged by their elders to go to the front line for training.

Although war kills many people, it is also a place for people to grow. Just like the two sisters Ziyun and Zixia, when the war broke out, they were already sent to the battlefield to gain experience.

Just like this, another three or four days passed before Master Wei finished what he was doing. After receiving the message from Master Wei, Yang Tian rushed over immediately.

The second natal magic weapon that Yang Tian wants to refine is a flying sword. Under certain circumstances, it is impossible for him to turn into a flying zombie to fight the enemy, and he can only fight with people in human form.

Yang Tian's request for the flying sword was that as long as the flying sword could independently swallow the genius treasure to advance and be sharp, he didn't care about other special effects.

A month later, a long sword with cold light flew out of the weapon refining furnace. During the vibration, the sword roared like a dragon's roar. Seventy-nine sixty-three heaven and earth runes surrounded it. It was obviously a seven-nine sword. Taste instruments.

Suddenly, an inch-long small invisible flying sword appeared on the flying sword. Master Wei urged: "Quick, a lot of life essence and blood..."

Having had the experience of refining the Ruyi Linglong Tower to give birth to a weapon spirit, Yang Tian knew that his second natal magical weapon, the Flying Sword, was going to give birth to a weapon spirit. His face suddenly turned pale, and his natal essence and blood were flowing out drop by drop as if it was free of money. Fly out from your fingertips.

As it absorbed Yang Tian's life essence and blood, the inch-long weapon spirit was like a seedling that was about to grow. It quickly grew to two inches, and finally stopped at three inches.

Master Wei smiled and said, "You're so lucky. You refined your natal magic weapon twice and gave birth to its spirit twice, which makes me envious."

She is really envious.

You must know that the chance of a master refining a magic weapon to produce a weapon spirit is less than 10%, and there are not many people in the entire world of immortality who can give birth to a weapon spirit twice in a row.

"This junior's natal magical weapon can give birth to weapon spirits twice. It's not because of my good luck, but because your skills in refining the weapon are unmatched. This junior has benefited from you. Otherwise, this junior would have found someone else to refine it. Even if there are ten thousand natal magic weapons, one weapon spirit may not be born."

Yang Tian's flattery was very good, making Master Wei sound very comfortable, she said: "No wonder a good girl like Lin Xin can be with you, you take most of the credit for it.

Okay, the flying sword has been finished, let’s give it a name! "

Yang Tian looked at the newly forged flying sword. It seemed to know that the master wanted to give him a name, and it flew in front of Yang Tian on its own initiative. The sword body emitted circles of snow-white light, as if to show that it hoped that the master would give him a name. Give it a nice name.

This sword has a snow-white body. It is made of ten thousand years of ice soul iron and another 350 fine irons. It has the three attributes of yin, yang and gold. It is made according to the attributes of Yang Tian's spiritual root. As long as it is inspired by this sword When the outgoing sword light hits, the enemy's soul will immediately feel pain like needle pricks.

He looked at it for a while and said: "From now on, you can call me Pohun."

Buzz~

I don't know whether Feijian's weapon spirit really thought Pohun's name was good, or was happy because he had a name. White light like water waves shook violently, circling Yang Tian like a puppy.

"Okay, I'm tired too. You can go out first." Mrs. Wei gave the eviction order.

When Yang Tian walked out of the refining room, it was already a starry night outside. He did not go back to the Central Branch of the Xianting Branch, but went directly to the Teleportation Array Hall and returned to Baiyun Temple.

The day after he came back, Yang Tian took the little green steel stone old man spirit to transform the Baiyun Temple Mountain Protection Formation. At the same time, he also handed over the artifacts needed to arrange the water veins to the Dumu Hai Clan monks.

After working hard for almost two months, the Baiyun Guan Mountain Protection Formation was finally modified. The core area on the main peak was not greatly improved, mainly the light curtain in the outer area. It was almost impossible for monks below the stage of transformation to gods. Break in.

It took nearly three months to refine the natal flying sword weapon Breaking Soul and modify the mountain-protecting formation. According to the agreement between him and Mrs. Miaohua, the mountain-protecting formation was completed on the day he was on the battlefield ahead.

However, Lin Xin is now approaching her due date, and their third child will be born in five days at most. Therefore, Yang Tian told Mrs. Miaohua that he hoped to wait until the child was born before going.

Although the situation on the battlefield ahead was not very tense, Yang Tian stayed with his wife Lin Xin at ease while preaching to his daughter Yang Xinrui and son Yang Xintong in Baiyun Temple.

The Tao he taught was not the martial arts and magical powers taught by various sects today, but the laws of heaven and the principles of the great truth taught by the Immortal Emperor of Death Tongtian, the origin of the universe, and the origin of Yin and Yang and all the worlds...

What surprised Yang Tian was.

He originally thought that his children were too young to understand and did not have the patience to endure these things. Who would have thought that the two little guys listened with great interest, and even insisted on him to continue talking at the dinner table during meal time.

As for the reason, it made him dumbfounded, because the two siblings actually listened to Kaitian's sermon as a story.

Well, as long as the two of them are willing to listen, why not treat it as a story? I have to say that his children's understanding is really good.

Yes, I can still understand a little bit about the laws of heaven and the origin of the great avenue. The only regret is that the ruins of Penglai Immortal Island have long since retreated into the void, otherwise he would definitely take Yang Xintong and Yang Xinrui there to sit on the enlightenment futon. , experience the illusion of reincarnation.

Five days.

It passed in the blink of an eye. At noon that day, Lin Xin, who was walking in the courtyard and admiring the flowers and plants, suddenly felt a pain in her stomach, indicating that she was about to give birth.

During these days, Jiang Xuerou was there every day and slept in the room next door at night. She had gone to a mortal to learn how to deliver babies.

This time no matchmaker came, so she acted as a matchmaker for her daughter Lin Xin. The two of them were in the house, Yang Tian and Yang Xintong, father and son from the sect, Yang Xinrui, kept wandering around. Lin Wuhen was the only one who sat on the chair with an expression on his face. Be calm and composed.

The physique of the monks is far superior to that of ordinary mortals, and nothing will happen to them at all. Even if something happens, as long as it is not the kind of soul that is scattered, a few pills can be used to save it, so there is no need to worry.

Time passed quietly, and suddenly, a loud cry suddenly came from the house, and Yang Tian's hanging heart was relieved.

"Ah, this is my brother's cry. He is so embarrassed. He cries right after he is born. Will he become a crybaby in the future?" Yang Xinrui suddenly became worried.

"Brother, you can't be a crybaby. I heard my father say that all children cry when they are born. You and I also cried after we were born." Yang Xintong said as if he is a little adult and I understand: