The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

The recasting process was not complicated. After the design drawings were completed, the shaping and engraving were done as usual. The only difference was that this time, Hu Xingtong used his own spiritual bones as the sword body, and added warm spirit stones and Qinglong pills to the original fragments of the Qing Huan Sword. In this way, the Qing Huan Sword could better adapt to Gu Xunzhou's own dragon energy, thereby bringing out his own demonic nature.

After a month of work, the Qing Huan Sword was recast. Looking at the sword in his hand that was so familiar, Hu Xingtong would be lying if he said he didn't feel sad.

Qing Huan Jian had been with her the longest. She used Qing Huan Jian to create the reputation of Lone Star, but it was broken because of protecting herself.

However, of the three great blessings in life, to lose and then regain is enough.

As usual, the production process of Qing Huan Jian was sent to Wen Zhao. This time, Wen Zhao gave it a very high evaluation. Of course, this was the evaluation he said in person.

When Wen Zhao saw Hu Xingtong standing in front of him in good health, he wanted to cry. It was only because Hu Xingtong kindly reminded him not to embarrass himself in Fanyun Sect that he did not lose his composure.

He just wanted to say a few words to Hu Xingtong no matter what he said. In the end, Hu Xingtong was annoyed by him, so he went back. After he went back, Huanyi Pavilion immediately announced a new grade for Qing Huanjian - the ninth grade.

Wen Zhao did not come empty-handed this time. Before looking for Wen Zhao again, Hu Xingtong guessed that he would come in person, so he refined a pair of top-grade spiritual weapons and gave them to him early on. Since Wen Zhao had been worrying about him for so long, he should make some money.

Correspondingly, Wen Zhao also brought the materials she needed this time - Qingxin Lake Water

As for Tan Luo, Hu Xingtong planned to refine a different magic weapon for him. Yes, not a weapon, but a magic weapon.

There is a kind of rose silk in the white soul grass seeds, which is extremely tough, and the blue sky bamboo itself has the special property of being immortal for thousands of years. What's more, using it to refine medicine can play a role in nourishing the heart.

Therefore, Hu Xingtong planned to make an attempt this time. He would first refine a top-grade elixir, then attach the medicinal power to the magic weapon, add a little bit of the law of time, and speed up the recovery and absorption. In this way, this magic weapon would have the ability to supply power continuously and for a long time like the Holy Grail.

When adding Qingxin Lake water, with the help of Qingxin Lake water's calming and concentrating effect, it will have different effects on cultivating spiritual consciousness and even refining the soul.

So, after some design, Hu Xingtong chose the simplest letter slips as the prototype, added some images of bamboo slips she had seen in history books, and finally drew the final draft.

Is this the design?

"Is this a bamboo slip?" Gu Xunzhou asked with some confusion.

"Well, yes, the ones made of Qingtian bamboo are naturally bamboo slips, but they have the effect of purifying the soul and nourishing the body." Hu Xingtong introduced while looking at his manuscript.

For soul-clearing maintenance, we might as well just call it soul-clearing simplicity.

With a direction, it is time to put it into practice. After months of research and countless attempts, Hu Xingtong finally developed a suitable elixir. After successfully refining an elixir, as expected, a strange phenomenon appeared outside the courtyard. When strange phenomena appear in the sky, there must be a treasure.

After Gu Xunzhou told Hu Xingtong about the strange vision of Fanyun Sect, Hu Xingtong naturally gave up the idea of ​​letting Wen Zhao expand Guxing's reputation. Of course, this vision had to be kept, and it would come in handy after the vest was exposed.

After the elixir was refined, it was time to refine the weapon. The elixir contained a trace of life essence, so the process of refining the weapon could not be sloppy. However, Hu Xingtong was worried about Tan Luo's condition, so he wanted to ask Chen Wu, "Xiao Wuzi, is my master okay?"

If it doesn't work, I can only give this Qingxin Pill to my master first.

[It's still okay. The Great Elder feeds your master medicine every day, keeping him alive. But at this rate, I'm afraid he won't have many more years left.]

How can that work.

Hu Xingtong clenched his hands into fists on his legs. Anyone could leave, but Tan Luo couldn't. He was his master, and he had to be treated well no matter what.

Without wasting any more time, Hu Xingtong plunged into the intensive work of refining equipment.

Half a year later, after Hu Xingtong's continuous attempts, he finally completed the refining of the Soul-Clearing Tablet.

As expected, the birth of a magical weapon is bound to be accompanied by divine punishment or the appearance of strange phenomena, one of the two.

[Stars, outside, thunderstorm! ]

Sure enough, this time, a large number of thunderclouds gathered in the sky outside, rumbling loudly, as if it would strike anyone unless they left.

"Xiao Wuzi, why do I feel like this thunder is more gentle than the thunder when I just got back? Could it be that this thunder was not sent by one person?"

[Should I say you're smart, or should I say you're smart, you got it right.]

"No, is there anyone besides Tiandao who caused the thunder?"

This is not good. The Heavenly Dao was very good to me before, and always gave me spiritual blessings.

However, why is there no Lingze in the out-of-body stage?

[Your recent thunder tribulations have all come from the Time Gap. You don't belong there now. Your aura is chaotic, so the Time Gap thinks you're from there. You're still using the laws of that place to refine your weapon. Who else can it strike but you?]

Ah, that’s not good news. Doesn’t that mean I don’t have a back door?

Hu Xingtong just felt bored, so he flew into the sky to welcome the thunder tribulation.

This occurrence of thunder tribulations every few days is a grand spectacle in the world of cultivation. The Fanyun Sect has become famous for this in recent years, and everyone is guessing which genius is being struck by lightning every day.

Therefore, within a few days after Hu Xingtong met the calamity, the story of her shattered Dao heart and her successful reconstruction spread like wildfire. For a time, Hu Xingtong became the figure of the entire Eastern Region. Oh no, under Zuo Ya's arrangement, Hu Xingtong's story was also spread to a certain extent in the Western Region.

Therefore, she has now become a household name in the entire world of cultivation.

Of course, these are all for later.

At this moment, Hu Xingtong is still undergoing tribulation. Of course, what she called tribulation was absorbing the power of heavenly thunder. Anyway, she also had an idea about the magic weapon for thunder punishment, so she could just use beads. She had also named it Nirvana Beads.

At that time, as long as it is a weapon that is useful to her, she will add her own spiritual bones to it. In this way, it will be a spiritual weapon that is in harmony with her soul, and it will be able to follow her soul. Isn't it wonderful?

Chen Wu saw Hu Xingtong's behavior of finding bugs, but of course he would not pursue it and would just turn a blind eye. After all, the person with a higher status than her did not say anything, so what could a small follower like her say?

……

When Hu Xingtong had survived the thunder tribulation, his fellow disciples were already waiting in his own courtyard, and Tan Luo was also supported there.

Hu Xingtong caused such a big fuss, but these people didn't come to check it out. They were afraid that she would get herself into trouble. The lesson from the past was there, and people had to take it seriously.

"Master, you came at the right time. This is something I made myself. Please try it." Hu Xingtong handed over the Soul-Clearing Tablet like a treasure and put it directly into Tan Luo's palm without saying anything.

In just a moment, the rich breath of life and medicinal fragrance surrounded Tanluo completely, and smelling this scent made him feel full of energy.

"This..." Tan Luo wanted to say something, but he was too old to react.

Hu Xingtong had already grabbed his hand in a rebellious manner and used his spiritual power to transform it into a blade to cut a wound on him.

The blood dripped onto the Soul-Clearing Tablet and was instantly absorbed. The people around had no time to stop this outrageous act and were blinded by a dazzling green light.