Dream Picking Records

"Weapons and scriptures, where are you going first?"

"Let's go check out the weapons first."

Old Xia took Wang Xiao to the destination, took out the token and opened the door. As soon as the door was opened, all kinds of weapons and magic weapons were neatly arranged. Heavy armor, restrained pearls and jade, terrifying magic knives, sharp swords, and so on were countless.

Old Xia led him across these shelves and down the escalator to the underground. As they went deeper, Wang Xiao felt the temperature rising significantly.

I don’t know how deep I went, but there were many broken weapons placed on the wall, and the bloodstains were still bright, as if they had just been stained.

Old Xia showed an expression of nostalgia and solemnity.

"These are all the things that our Great Xia monarchs have fought for in battles. They are filled with blood and tears. They are a warning to us that we must not forget."

Wang Xiao could feel from their blood the lofty ambitions of their masters who had driven them to fight in all directions.

Elder Xia asked him to turn his gaze inside, where there was a divine artifact with restrained power.

“No, this is too expensive.” Wang Xiao knew that the royal family was generous, but this was a gift of divine level!

"You can take your pick."

"These are all treasures collected by Daxia!"

"You're welcome. His Majesty asked me to bring you here so you can choose whatever you want."

Wang Xiao saw that Mr. Huang had a positive attitude, so he couldn't refuse anymore. Finally, he chose an ice silk armor that was as thin as a cicada's wing, which he could wear as underwear.

"Mr. Xia, is there anything underground? Why do I feel like I'm in a furnace?" Wang Xiao asked his question.

"It's okay to tell you. There is a fire source under the spiritual weapon storehouse. It was the place where the founding emperor of our Great Xia refined weapons. Later, it was separated by a special magic array. The treasure house was built because of him. Weapons and magic treasures placed here can be fully moisturized and maintained."

“So that’s how it is.” Wang Xiao became excited. He had a piece of top-grade metal material, but was worried about having no place to refine and polish it.

"With ordinary materials, even holy weapons can be made in places outside." Seeing his eyes shining, Old Xia couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Do you have good materials to refine weapons?"

"Just as Elder Xia said, I have a piece of material that I want to refine into a weapon."

Wang Xiao took out the metal block he had obtained from the waterfall behind his home. The metal block had long since returned to its original calm state, without the glitz and glamour it had when it first appeared. The weapons on display actually began to tremble, a sign of instinctive desire.

"Senior, please take a look."

Mr. Xia was stunned at first, and then he was shocked beyond words.

"This... Is this Yuanling Daojin?" It can be seen how shocked he was that an old man of his status could lose his composure. Old Xia circulated his spiritual energy and it took a long time for him to calm down.

"I didn't expect you to have such materials..."

"Wait a moment, I'll ask for instructions from His Majesty." In front of Wang Xiao, Old Xia took out a specially made talisman and sent the message.

Soon, a large word appeared in the space where they were - approved. Wang Xiao was delighted, thinking that His Majesty had agreed.

"Mr. Huang, how do we get to the training ground?"

"Wait!"

Wang Xiao was puzzled, but Old Xia just stroked his beard mysteriously.

About a minute later, a divine light appeared out of nowhere. Although it emitted a soft light, it had a breathtaking power. After it came into contact with the ground, it opened a door.

His eyes were bright and radiant, "Was that the Xia Yu Emperor Sword just now?"

Elder Xia nodded, his eyes full of respect, "Follow me."

Wang Xiao stepped into the door and felt like he had arrived in another time and space.

He stood on a huge formation diagram. There was a ball of colorful flame dancing in the formation, and the nearby space was completely distorted.

Wang Xiao stood in the distance, sweat dripping down his face.

I couldn’t imagine how terrifying this fire would be without the suppression of the formation diagram. It would burn through the heaven and earth.

Two rays of light descended from the sky again, spreading over them and offsetting the heat of the flames.

Xia Lao warned sternly: "Follow my steps closely, and don't make any mistakes!"

Wang Xiao nodded and followed carefully behind until the fire got closer.

"Okay, let's stay here. Send me a message when you're done and I'll pick you up." After saying that, Old Xia handed him a sound transmission note.

"Thank you!"

After Wang Xiao bid farewell to him, he carefully put the Daojin into the flame with excitement.

Both the flame and the material are extremely rare treasures in the world. Now that the two meet, it is definitely a moment worth recording.

For a moment, purple light filled the entire space, misty Taoist rhymes flowed, and pleasant Zen sounds rang out between heaven and earth.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, meditating and regulating his breathing. While waiting, he did not waste any time, but carefully reviewed and digested the insights into the Return to Origin Realm he had gained from the Huanhua Holy Realm.

It took seven full days and seven nights for the Yuanling Dao Gold to melt into liquid.

The liquefied Yuan Ling Dao Jin flows in colorful flames.

"What kind of weapon should I refine? How about a spear? It's quite convenient to use." As soon as the question came up, Wang Xiao had a result. He followed his first thought without worrying too much.

Just as he was about to move, a blurry figure appeared beside him. The person glanced in his direction and stared at him.

Then a piece of bright red metal, surrounded by the aura of the beginning of the universe, was thrown into the colorful flames. Perhaps because he disliked the flames burning too slowly, he injected his own strength into them. After a few days, the metal took the shape of a long sword in the flames.

The man raised his hand to split the sky, and led the chaotic power into the sword. The whole picture became hazy. Nothingness, mystery, and yearning.

The sword body could vaguely be seen taking shape, and the man took it out of the fire and planted the mark. As if a heart began to beat, the sword body absorbed the spiritual energy from the outside world and gradually became stronger. Then he put his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttered, and the truth of all the truths in the world seemed to be emptied at this moment and used to nourish the newly born sword body.

He drew complicated symbols in the air with his two fingers, which were his unique morality.

Unfortunately, Wang Xiao couldn’t see it clearly, and it was impossible for him to understand it at his current level.

The morality was absorbed by the sword body, and finally a loud cry was emitted. From then on, the imperial sword had life and a name.

The birth of this kind of life was accompanied by "Heaven's jealousy". Lightning and thunder began to gather in the void and transformed into huge dragons, phoenixes, vermilion birds, unicorns, etc., which were thousands of meters long.

The man was calm and composed, having no doubt about the weapon he had refined. He stepped lightly out of the range of the thunder tribulation, and then the scene was submerged in thunder.

Wang Xiao's heart was in turmoil. The scene just now pointed out the way forward for him. This was the ultimate power that the material of the most precious treasure should have. Now he could only be considered to have initially refined it, and there was still a lot to be improved.

Inside the palace, Emperor Xia and Old Xia were observing Wang Xiao's progress through the light screen.

"Your Majesty, are you betting on him?"

Emperor Xia stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep and profound, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

"You have to trust my judgment."

The spear took shape, and Wang Xiao discovered that there was still a part that had not been used up, and it automatically rolled into the shape of a brick.

It was forged in the fire for another seven days and seven nights, and the light of the Yuanling Daojin was completely restrained, and then the two weapons came out.

"Why did you turn black? But you're still pretty handsome."

Wang Xiao stroked the spear. The spear body was thick, majestic, round and flawless in black, while the spear tip was a colorful black.

He picked up another weapon, a black brick, and threw it into the air to weigh it.

"It feels pretty good."