Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

In a blink of an eye, it had been fifteen days since Lu Xunhuan returned to the Dragon Palace.

During these fifteen days, we have achieved remarkable results.

With the help of the monster's inner alchemy and the golden hoop, everyone broke through to the ninth level of the Qianyuan Realm.

Among all the sects and schools in the world, which place can compare to the power of Dragon Palace?

Of course, everyone suffered from constipation after eating the demon beast's inner elixir.

Everyone went through a period of pain and torture, and finally all the problems were solved.

Now that the golden hoop is no longer needed, Lu Xunhuan can finally put the remaining pieces together again.

Under everyone's gaze, he placed the golden hoop on the table.

Then, he took out the remaining parts and pieced them together one by one.

The whole stick was quickly assembled, and then everyone just waited.

After a while, the fragments began to vibrate again one by one.

Then, everyone saw the golden hoop flying up and hanging above the stick.

It emitted golden rays of light, illuminating the stick from head to toe.

In everyone's eyes, the various fragments began to merge.

So everyone started looking forward to it.

I wonder what kind of powerful magic weapon I will get after the fusion of the sticks is completed.

As the sticks continued to merge, the golden hoop continued to shine, and the sticks also began to shine, reflecting each other.

After a cup of tea, the remaining pieces seemed to fit together perfectly.

A complete stick, shining with gold, about seven feet long, flashed and shook in everyone's eyes.

Lu Xunhuan stretched out his hand, grasped the head of the stick, and channeled his spiritual power into it.

The stick accepts all incoming force and absorbs it continuously.

After Lu Xun Huan injected some strength into it, he said to everyone, "Let's inject strength into it together."

So, in addition to him, eleven hands stretched out, each of them had the strength of the ninth level of Qianyuan Realm, pressed down the sticks, and injected power together.

The stick absorbed and vibrated infinitely.

But it is like a bottomless pit. No matter how much strength people put into it, it seems that it can never be filled.

An hour later, Lu Xun Huan said, "Stop, let me see if I can read its properties."

After everyone let go, he picked up the stick with both hands and continued to inject strength into it, wanting to know the properties of the stick.

But he waited for a while, and the stick did not show any information except continuing to absorb his power.

This means that he only pieced it together but failed to activate it.

He let out a long breath: "It seems that it is not enough. Everyone, continue to inject strength."

Twelve people gathered around the stick and tried it all day long.

I don’t know how much of their power that stick has absorbed, but I still can’t read its properties.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Lu Xun Huan said, "Let's have dinner first and come back tomorrow."

After dinner, Senior Sister Lan came with hot water.

"I heard from Qingdai that you have new arrangements?"

Lu Xunhuan said, "Although the Dragon Palace is nice, it is far away from the mortal world and has many inconveniences."

Senior Sister Lan asked, "How did you arrange it?"

Lu Xun Huan said, "I am now the president of the Immortal Friends Association. I plan to set up only three branches in Changzhou City, Longzhou City, and Yingzhou City."

Senior Sister Lan nodded: "So, you want to send us out?"

Lu Xun Huan said: "Although the immortal friends from the past still exist, there are no masters except the president. This is not right."

"So, I will send three people to each of the three branches to join and improve the strength of my Immortal Friends Association."

"There are eleven of you in total. Send nine out, and the remaining two will stay behind to guard the Dragon Palace."

"Whoever stays here does so on their own accord."

Senior Sister Lan began to help him undress: "Okay, then I...will choose to go to the Immortal Friends Meeting..."

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The next day, everyone continued to work hard and ignored everything else, even the children crying and making a fuss.

But after trying for a whole day, the attributes of the stick still could not be read.

Lu Xunhuan was a little overwhelmed. How much strength would be needed?

Everyone is busy activating the sticks all day and doing nothing else, which is not acceptable.

There are so many people in the Dragon Palace, including children, and they have to make a living.

On the third day, he carried the stick and went to the top of the mountain again.

He stuck the stick into the stone, summoned the golden hoop, and called down lightning to bombard it.

Each lightning bolt was as thick as an arm and struck the top of the stick fiercely.

The stick swayed slightly, still accepting everything that came its way, and it absorbed all the force of the lightning.

Lu Xunhuan was on the top of the mountain, bombarding from morning to night, even smashing countless rocks into pieces.

I don’t know how much power that stick absorbed, but I still can’t read its properties.

He felt unspeakably disappointed and frustrated.

How can we activate it?

After working hard all day, he was really tired and lay down beside the stick.

At this time, dark clouds were gathering in the sky.

On the top of the mountain, gusts of wind swept past, and it looked like a storm was coming.

Ye Feihong rushed to find him from the Dragon Palace.

"Why are you sleeping here? Go downstairs and have dinner."

Lu Xun Huan stared at the dark sky and said, "I'm not eating anymore."

Ye Feihong said: "You don't have to eat, but you have to sleep at least."

Lu Xunhuan said, "I'm not going to sleep anymore."

Ye Feihong reached out to pull him: "Why are you so troublesome when it's my turn?"

Lu Xunhuan said, "I want to go a little further to the beach."

Ye Feihong touched the stick: "Okay, I'll go crazy with you."

Lu Xun Huan pulled out the stick and put it on his shoulder: "Let's go."

The two men, one in front and one behind, controlled the magic weapon and flew all the way to the top of the high mountain by the sea. Before their eyes was the surging sea, with huge waves and thunder-like roars.

Lu Xunhuan thrust the stick into the rock on the top of the mountain: "Come on, storm, thunder and lightning, come on..."

Ye Feihong stood behind him and muttered, "He's gone crazy..."

The raging sea created huge waves.

In the sky, thick dark clouds rolled.

Suddenly there was a deafening thunder, and a huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the stick right on it.

Lu Xunhuan was blown away by the aftermath of the lightning. When he flew out, he hit Ye Feihong, and the two of them fell from the thousand-foot cliff.

He reached back and grabbed Ye Feihong: "Feihong, Feihong..."

However, Ye Feihong did not respond to him.

He was startled and quickly unfolded the golden hoop, holding her and hovering in the air.

Another huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky, illuminating the sky and earth as brightly as snow, and struck the top of the mountain fiercely.

Under the lightning, Ye Feihong's face turned pale and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that Ye Feihong was seriously injured and couldn't even take care of the stick, Lu Xunhuan hurriedly picked her up and returned quickly.

After he entered the Dragon Palace, violent winds and rainstorms, accompanied by continuous thunder and lightning, raged in the world, as if to tear the human world apart.

When everyone saw him coming back carrying the unconscious Ye Feihong, they all hurried to help.

After pushing the blood for a while, Ye Feihong spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone hurriedly gave her a fifth-grade elixir.

After Ye Feihong took the elixir, she felt better.

She looked at Lu Xunhuan with a reproachful look: "It's my turn now. You've made so much trouble. Why don't you just chop me to death?"

Lu Xunhuan hugged her and said, "You all go out. I'll stay with her for a while."

In the outside world, there was a raging storm. On the top of the mountain by the sea, huge bolts of lightning came through the sky and continuously bombarded the stick.

The stick stood proudly, becoming more and more upright.

In the Dragon Palace, Lu Xunhuan hugged Ye Feihong and comforted her.

Gradually, Ye Feihong fell asleep.

Seeing that she fell asleep, Lu Xunhuan gently put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Then, he sneaked out, his shadow flashed, and rushed into the storm.

By the time he reached the beach, the stick had already flown away.

The golden hoop in his hand also broke free from his hand and flew out.

Huge lightning continued to fall from the sky, bombarding the stick and the golden hoop with devastating force.

Someone suddenly said to Lu Xunhuan, "This magical weapon can transform into any weapon on the weapon list. Please determine its basic form."

Lu Xunhuan asked, "Wasn't he originally a stick?"

The voice said, "His original owner liked sticks, so his basic form is a stick. Now that he has been reborn, you are his new owner, and his basic form is determined by you."

Lu Xun Huan thought for a moment and said, "I am an immortal cultivator. Immortal cultivators use swords as their basic form, so I'll use the immortal sword."

The voice said, "Okay, then its basic form is a sword. It's not a fairy sword, it's a divine sword."

Lu Xunhuan asked, "Are you a monkey?"

The voice replied, "I am not a monkey."

Lu Xun Huan asked again, "Are you the reinforcements that Monkey brought?"

The voice replied, "I am not a rescuer. I am who I am. You don't need to know who I am. Hold on to your sword. It is your life."

The voice gradually faded away: "Your golden hoop is still missing one last ray of spirit. Find it as soon as possible."

As the sound faded away, the thunder and lightning stopped and the wind and rain subsided.

A magic sword flew over out of thin air.

Lu Xunhuan reached out and grabbed it.

Holding it in his hand, he could already feel the incomparable murderous aura of the divine sword.

Then, he lit up the magic sword and pointed it towards the sky. The orange light shone, and his boundless fighting spirit shot straight into the sky.

After the magic sword was lit up, Lu Xunhuan immediately read its attributes.

"Name: Attack Divine Weapon."

"Basic attribute: Attack bonus of one thousand percent."

"Subsidiary Attributes: Combined with attribute attacks, there is a 10% chance of triggering a critical hit. The critical hit intensity is 1,000% of the original damage value."

"Special attribute: Can be transformed into any weapon in the weapon list at will according to the owner's wishes."

There are not many attributes, just these few.

But each one is awesome.

An attack bonus of one thousand percent, what does that mean?

The critical strike strength is one thousand percent of the original damage value. What does that mean?

As for the coordinated attribute attacks, it may mean that a critical hit can only be achieved by summoning lightning or fire.

Normal attacks cannot cause critical hits.

It can change at will, just like the eighteen kinds of weapons, whatever you need can be transformed into anything.

He moves as his heart desires, stick.

The magic sword instantly turned into a stick and was held in his hand just like before.

His heart moved as he pleased, the magic sword.

It became a sword again.

He moved at will and hid himself.

It disappeared in an instant, like a belt, disappearing into his waist.

After standing on the beach for a while, he returned to the Dragon Palace.

When he first got this magical attack weapon, he seemed a little uncomfortable with its extraordinary power.

I have to go back and digest it first.