Seeing this, Wu Zhao couldn't help but step forward with a distressed look and wiped her sweat with her sleeve.

This was the first time he saw his daughter sweating.

So he asked, "You didn't sweat when you suppressed those monsters before. Now you're weaving a rope and you're actually sweating. What's going on?"

Luo Xiaoxian shook her head slightly, a smile appeared on her face, and said, "Dad, I'm awakening my new abilities again! Look at my demon-binding rope!"

As she said, her little hand pointed at the golden rope on the ground, and she saw the golden rope flying directly towards the black yak like a golden snake.

The next moment, the black yak's cow's neck was tied tightly with a golden rope, and it was wrapped around its neck.

The big black bull shivered and looked at Luo Xiaoxian with tears in his eyes.

Luo Xiaoxian Luo Luo chuckled, with a small hand, the golden rope returned to its hand.

Looking at the yak's neck again, Wu Zhao's eyes couldn't help but glared again.

I saw a layer of ice slag appeared on the yak's neck.

If it weren't for the thick skin of this old cowhide, it would have been frozen directly!

The old Hei Niu sneezes, shook his head, and the ice residue on his neck fell off.

"Dad, how about it? You're amazing!" Luo Xiaoxian said proudly.

Wu Zhao nodded suddenly and asked, "What new ability have you awakened? How could you suddenly weave such a golden rope?"

"Dad, this is not a golden rope, this is a monster binding rope, specially used to get monsters."

“…”

Wu Zhao really wants to say: My baby daughter, you are a monster yourself!

"Dad, I'm hungry and want to eat meat!"

"Come on! Daddy has prepared it for you a long time ago."

Wu Zhao hugged her, walked back to the stone stove, lifted the lid of the big pot, the fragrance of the meat drifted with the steam, and the light flashed in the pot, and the lion meat was crystal clear.

Even though there are no seasonings added, it can also make people's index fingers tremble.

"In addition to the broth, there is also red wine roasted lion steak!"

Luo Xiaoxian patted her little hand, hugged Wu Zhao's head, and kissed her on the face, "Thank you, Daddy, then I'm not polite!"

Wu Zhao was happy to see his daughter eating delicious food.

He put down his daughter, and took the bowl and started eating on the side.

While eating, Luo Xiaoxian told him about her awakening ability.

This ability is actually the ability to refine weapons.

Luo Xiaoxian introduced: "There are still many changes in this ability, which allows the spiritual weapon to change its size freely, and the severity of its severity... Unfortunately, I haven't realized this change yet."

Wu Zhao smiled and said, "Don't be upset, baby, you are already super super powerful! You can add some attributes to your weapon to turn it into a spiritual weapon. This is already a unique ability in the world. Moreover, you are still young, and when you grow up, these abilities will definitely awaken."

Wu Zhao felt a little regretful: I really want to learn this method of refining weapons! Unfortunately, I don’t have the fire attribute demonic power and cannot refine weapons at all.

Alas! God is so jealous of talent! It makes me unhappy!

Although the demon-binding rope did not change its length, it retained its ice attribute. After the demonic power poured into it, it could change freely in the air according to the person who was casting it.

In Wu Zhao's view, spiritual consciousness should be mental power.

While Luo Xiaoxian was happily eating the grilled lion steak and drinking lion meat soup, Wu Zhao used his mental power to eat the meat while playing with this demon-binding rope.

As his mental power surged into the demon-binding rope, he saw that the demon-binding rope was like a spirit snake, constantly changing directions in the air and dancing in circles as Wu Zhaodi commanded.

He glanced at a huge rock in the blocked area, and his mind moved, and saw the demon-binding rope pounced towards the huge rock and instantly wrapped around the huge rock.

After a while, a layer of ice slag spread on the huge rock, and even the demon-binding rope frozen on the huge rock.

However, Wu Zhao's mind moved again, and the frozen demon-binding rope instantly broke free from the layer of ice and flew towards it.

He reached out to pick up the demon-binding rope in his hand, and a coldness came from his hand, spreading towards his arm Zhou through the palm of his hand.

He used the power of the demon spirit to block the chill from his body.

After thinking about it, he said, "Baby, although this thing is good, it would be inconvenient to bring it on your body like this. You have to pay attention to it at all times, otherwise you will be frozen by it if you accidentally!"

"Dad can put a drop of blood out, leave a spiritual mark on the drop of blood, and then merge the blood into the demon-binding rope. The demon-binding rope will not hurt Dad."

Although it was magical, Wu Zhao didn't find it strange at all.

After all, this daughter in front of me is a little demon fairy!

Finally, I have to have my own spiritual weapon, which is a big step toward a brilliant life!

After eating a large pot of meat, Luo Xiaoxian seemed not satisfied and continued to ask Wu Zhao to cook the second pot. She opened her eyebrows and looked for mutant herbs nearby.

Not long after, she found a few mutant herbs in the forest, including golden thread grass, astragalus, Codonopsis pilosula, etc. Before the water on Wu Zhao could boil, she had already found several of them back.

Wu Zhao couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It's so easy to find a baby with these eyes raised between their eyebrows!

Could it be that her parents are the three-eyed snake tribe?

I haven’t heard the old tapir say that there is this race in the Abyss of Demon Spirits!

If she had such a skill, her parents would definitely have it too! Then their reputation must be quite good. Since they have a good reputation, how could they have never heard of it?

But no matter what, it is Wu Zhao who enjoys the happiness now.

"Dad, go and pick out the lion bones of the three lions. I'll help you improve and upgrade Yexue! Then you can have two spiritual weapons!"

Wu Zhao glanced at her and smiled and said, "Don't worry, baby, let's take a break first! If you are exhausted, Dad will feel distressed."

In this way, Wu Zhao and his daughter Luo Xiaoxian stayed here for the night.

Stay here overnight, first, give those demon pets some time to digest the flesh and blood of the three lions, and second, let Luo Xiaoxian take a rest and eat more to replenish them.

As her taste grew bigger and bigger, and she kept asking him to stew meat for her, Wu Zhao felt that the consumption of her weaving the demon-binding rope would definitely not be less.

In the evening, Luo Xiaoxian asked Wu Zhao to "recognize the master after dropping blood" on the demon-binding rope.

Wu Zhao thought that if he dripped blood and recognized his master, he dripped a drop of blood on this spiritual weapon, and then the spiritual weapon independently devoured his blood, and then he knew that he was the master.

Just like modern DNA recognition technology, if you put your own DNA lock key on this demon-binding rope, other people who don’t match their DNA will not be able to open the lock key and use it.

After a while, he realized that blood drops were not enough, and he still had to have a spiritual mark.

Wu Zhao didn't understand what the spiritual mark was. It was not until Luo Xiaoxian helped him divide a spiritual mark that he realized that it was actually his spiritual power.

The feeling of splitting a spiritual mark from his mental power was like cutting a small piece of flesh from his body, which made him tremble.

This is not a physical pain, but a soul pain.

The only difference is that cutting a piece of flesh on your body may take a long time to hurt, but it is a matter of a moment when you divide a ray of mental power.

But just this moment made him sweat.

Wu Zhao sat on the ground panting, panting and said with a wry smile: "What kind of mental illness is this? It hurts so much! I want to get a few more spiritual weapons in the future! Now I'm not interested at all!"

Luo Xiaoxian thought for a while and said, "It should be a trick that my mother came up with! My ability should be the one sealed by my mother in my body. Daddy, you are in trouble, you actually scolded your mother for being mentally ill!"

Wu Zhao: "..."

"Dad, does it really hurt?" Luo Xiaoxian asked curiously again.

Wu Zhao really wanted to reply: Do you think it hurts? You just want to try it yourself?

But when Wu Zhao saw her cute little face, he couldn't bear to worry about this.

He nodded seriously and said, "It really hurts! Baby, it's best not to try it! If you see you hurt, Dad will definitely feel more distressed!"

"Okay! I'll listen to my dad. When my dad becomes powerful in the future, my dad will protect me!"

Wu Zhao grinned and sighed secretly: Protect you? I don’t know if that day will happen!

After exhaling, Wu Zhao called the demon-bound rope over.

The Demon-Binding Sequence started again, and with a thought, after the "blood drops of blood to recognize the master", the frozen characteristics of the Demon-Binding Sequence were immediately restrained.

Except for the golden appearance, it looks a bit gorgeous, the others are just ordinary.

But as its mind moved, the demon-binding rope rose from his hand and tied a huge rock again. As the demonic power surged, a crackling sound could be heard on the huge rock.

This is the sound of ice slag spreading, and its power is even more powerful than yesterday.

Now, Wu Zhao understood why the power of the spiritual weapon will be even greater after it recognizes its master.

After recognizing the Lord, use it like an arm to use the fingers, and the mind will change greatly.

As the demonic power influxes, the power becomes even more powerful.

After playing for a while, Wu Zhao put away his mind and began to practice.

The next morning, Wu Zhao separated the three lions' bones and flesh, and separated its entire lion's collar from the flesh.

However, Wu Zhao and Luo Xiaoxian didn't eat lion head meat, and the smell was too heavy, so it was cheaper for a few demon pets.

While Wu Zhao continued to make love breakfast for his daughter, Luo Xiaoxian upgraded Ye Xue again, refined the lion bones of the three giant lions and integrated them into Ye Xue.

This time, she stabbed a lot of golden runes into Yexue's knife.

When Wu Zhao merged a few drops of blood and a spiritual mark into Yexue, heaviered thousands of pounds. Yexue, which was nearly five thousand pounds, was used in his hands, and there was no original sense of stagnation at all.

It seems to be a kind of communication with its mind, like an arm that makes the fingers feel.

Of course, this pain made him feel like he was dead once again.

He felt that the person who invented this "blood-recognizing the master" method was either a genius or a madman! And most of them were madman!

This is simply no difference from self-abuse!

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