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Chapter 119 Immortal Sword

The strong fairy sword is Yan Chixia’s only requirement.

This sounds a bit incredible. After all, as a cultivator, he usually has very high requirements for his fairy sword. After all, it is the most commonly used weapon by a cultivator - this is what the novel says.

Han Mu originally thought Yan Chixia would ask for some fairy fire inside the sword, the blade was extremely sharp, and the sword was flying fast, but he really didn't expect Yan Chixia to only ask for a strong one.

Oh, there is also a fire scene.

In fact, even if Yan Chixia doesn't say that this fire phenomenon doesn't matter. The materials he gave Han Mu are basically all fire phenomena... Even if the bracelet wants to create a water phase for him, I'm afraid it won't be able to create it.

"Is it solid... I guess the sword he had before was broken by someone else, so he wanted a strong fairy sword - but then again, guys in high-energy areas are indeed monsters. The material of this sword is extremely outstanding. Even if I want to interrupt it, I have to use some tricks. They will actually scrap such an immortal sword during the battle. Tsk tsk, no wonder guys in high-energy areas are easy to kill themselves."

The bracelet talked a lot there, and Han Mu always felt that Gao Energy and playing himself to death were basically not at the edge. As long as he was a person who was confident in committing suicide, he could play himself to death.

"I try to make a good sword for him - this guy has put a lot of other things in the material. He seems to be afraid that we won't make a good sword for him... well, forget it."

The bracelet didn't continue to say anything. The blue gem on it began to appear, and suddenly wrapped the material over there - things that seemed very hard were covered by the blue light and then directly became like liquid. Under the guidance of unknown force, they began to float and rotate in the air.

Yan Chixia, who was on the side, looked at the flying liquid in shock. He was a cultivator of Fire, so he naturally had some understanding of the tool training - he naturally knew what the materials he gave to the Han family looked like.

Those materials are his family's foundation, and even if it is burned with Nine Heavens Flame, it takes a long time to refine it - this is why the more peerless weapon it takes to forge it, the longer it takes.

But judging from Han Dang's posture of making swords, it would be a short time before he could successfully create this sword.

Han Mu was in awkward position over there.

People have to watch him make swords, but his sword-making process is completed by a bracelet! Could it be that he was standing here when the bracelet made swords?

"Su Zhi Shu Zhi! I'm watching me make a sword! Am I going to do something?"

"Get out! How do I know what you are going to do? I won't serve you!"

"You are indeed a woman! Ah! No! You have to help me!"

"Get out! I don't have time to help you!"

“…”

Han Mu looked at Yan Chixia who was still stunning there. He felt that he didn't dare to order anything and was really sorry for this brother Yan.

So Chen Ding was so arrogant that he opened his arms and started to do radio gymnastics.

"puff!"

After being mixed with Han Mu for so long, it naturally knew what Han Mu's posture was!

Han Mu didn't want to do it either! But it would be really bad for him to stand here, right? He had to do something, right?

He didn't know what was fashionable and could only do radio gymnastics there...

Fortunately, he really can't tell any expression in his big star face. He won't show any pain in his face when doing radio gymnastics here - wait! Will he not show a pain in his face! Are there any pain in his face?

Han Mu was already lazy to think.

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The process of making a sword was not too fast, and the bracelet took only one hour.

Although this is not anything for ordinary sword castings. Yan Chixia even sat cross-legged on the ground and was about to wait for ten days and a half months, Han Mu did not do the radio gymnastics for ten days and months at all!

His radio gymnastics only lasted more than ten minutes in total.

So Han Mu brought out his radio gymnastics when he was in junior high school again - of course, he basically only did the upper body movements, and the lower body was just moving in line with the upper body movements, and he also removed all the things like pinching his waist and lower body, leaving only movements with a small range of movements - otherwise you think he would do a set of kicking movements in radio gymnastics...

Forehead……

The picture is so beautiful that he really dares not think about it.

But even if you cooperate with the radio gymnastics in junior high school, it is probably not enough - you may ask him why he doesn't use radio gymnastics in elementary school?

Because he didn't learn radio gymnastics when he was in elementary school!

So Han Mu finally gave up. He moved his chair over, then sat on it, looking at his nose, mouth and heart. Anyway, he couldn't tell the big face of his star position, so he sat there directly to cultivate Zen.

Yan Chixia, who was standing beside her, looked at Han Mu, and couldn't help but sigh that Han Dangjia's sword making is indeed different. His posture seemed to be the most basic and solid skill in his hands. His whole body seemed to be the most unstandard martial arts posture, but the effect was first-rate. Seeing the fairy sword over there taking shape quickly in the blue light, it would not take long to make it well.

When Han Dangjia completed the prototype of the sword, he sat there and looked at the sword embryo in the sky. Yan Chixia also understood the sword. Looking at the ancient aura revealed by the sword embryo, the sword could be on the famous sword list.

Yan Chixia never thought that she would receive such a big gift. He began to think about whether he could afford it or not.

However... why did Han Dangjia show the word "annoying" on his face in the first half of his sword casting, and the symbol (?˙ー˙?) is always hanging on his face when he sat on the chair behind him? Is there any mystery in it?

Yan Chixia blinked her eyes and didn't think much about it. Maybe this is the Han Dangjia's martial arts?

Although it seems special...it's not very deterrent...
Chapter completed!
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