Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Finally, with the dual affirmation of Xuanyuan Yaoguang and Di Han, Ji Wushuang finally got permission to enter the formation with everyone else to "save" the Weapon Saint.

Ming Zi, who was currently casting spells, almost popped his eyes out of his sockets when he saw Ji Wushuang.

He blinked desperately at Ji Wushuang: No? Girl, what are you doing in here?

The formation masters also saw Ji Wushuang, who was out of place, and exchanged looks of disbelief.

——Who is this?

——She is the junior sister of the new weapon saint.

What! Master Qi Saint is in such a critical situation? How come there are still people with connections?

All those who don't know the truth are indignant, but they are powerless and have no say at all.

In Ming Zi's eyes, Ji Wushuang's soul had just recovered from injury, so how could he rashly enter this place? If he was bullied by the unreasonable holy weapon, wouldn't he become a fool who only knew "Aba Aba"?

But at this point, there seems to be no turning back, because the "organ embryo" seems to have entered the next stage.

Ji Wushuang looked from afar at the Artifact Saint who was surrounded by countless crisscrossing flames, as well as the "artifact embryo" in front of the Artifact Saint. The brilliant Taoist text rotating on it was as beautiful as the flowing Milky Way.

With the precise fit of the Dao text, this "organ embryo" operates like a complete small world, like a miracle.

Di Han took a deep breath and said, "Get ready, let's start!"

"Yes, Master Xinqi Saint."

Following the order from Venerable Guangmin, all the weapon refiners concentrated their attention on it.

The already blazing flames suddenly burst into the sky, and countless Taoist materials evolved in the flames, like a hymn spanning the long river of history. If you listen carefully, it seems like the call of the stars.

Every tempering and construction is a test of the refiner's body, soul, and willpower.

Ji Wushuang, the layman, naturally did not participate. She just watched silently, but as she watched, Ji Wushuang seemed to have discovered some small clues.

Then, these clues acted like a chain, triggering a chain reaction.

Ji Wushuang hesitated, not knowing whether she should tell everyone. Her brows were furrowed and her expression was bitter.

Finally, Ming Zi was afraid that she couldn't bear it, so she hurried over and said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Is it because the flames are too hot? Just bear with it for a while. You can go out after this stage is over."

Ji Wushuang shook his head: "It's not the fire's fault."

"what is that……"

"I don't know whether I should say it."

Ming Zi was very perceptive and asked quickly, "Is it related to refining weapons?"

"Ah."

Ji Wushuang pointed to a node in the void, frowning and saying, "There, no matter how much power the weapon refiners pour into it, it will disappear. The conversion is extremely disproportionate, like a bottomless pit."

What Ji Wushuang wanted to say was that he was like a "thief", stealing the power of fire and divine power from them endlessly.

Because he has seen one "son of destiny" after another who defied fate and changed their destiny, Ji Wushuang is particularly sensitive to this kind of sneaky anomaly.

"You mean... there's a problem with the structure over there?"

If there is an error in the structure of the embryo, then this holy artifact will become completely useless.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems impossible. After all, if something goes wrong, the organ embryo will never reach this stage.

As the two were talking, the most important weapon master suddenly began to twitch, and the natal forging hammer in his hand seemed to be unable to hold it anymore. His already gray beard seemed to wither in an instant.

Is this unbearable?!

The weapon refiners around the Weapon Saint hurriedly fed him the best quality spiritual milk, which could even heal a broken arm instantly. However, in the face of such tremendous consumption, the best quality spiritual milk was simply unable to reverse the decline of the Weapon Saint's body.

Di Han also recognized this "old man" at this time. He was the old senior who saw that he was obsessed with it when he was breaking through the Soul-Fu Qin and wanted to help him.

So this old senior is the Master of Weaponry?!

To be honest, if his soul clone had not suddenly appeared and rekindled his will, he might not be here now.

Di Han gritted his teeth, took the initiative to go to the side of the Saint of Weapons, and held the natal forging hammer with him.

The Artifact Saint looked up in a daze and murmured, "It's... it's you..."

Di Han fused his thoughts and divine power into the forging hammer and said, "Thank you for your guidance. I hope you will focus on this and overcome the difficulties ahead."

The Saint of Weapons smiled, tried to cheer himself up and said, "You little brat, your father never spoke to me like this."

"Senior, focus."

"..."

Well, I was also taught a lesson by the younger generation.

The two men's attention once again fell on the organ embryo in front of them. However, even with the addition of Di Han, the terrifying consumption like a flood was too much to bear.

Soon even Di Han reached the state of "not a drop left".

The two weapon saints, one big and one small, looked at each other with deep disgust in their eyes.

Another round of top-grade spiritual liquid was supplied, but it seemed unable to withstand the increasingly exaggerated consumption.

The Saint of Weapons even felt as if someone had opened a gap in his little world and was desperately trying to devour all his vitality.

impossible?

Even if it was a Tianyuan-level sacred weapon, it would be impossible to notify and drain so many people, including two weapon saints and even a saint-level gathering formation.

What went wrong?

As the two of them became increasingly overwhelmed, Ming Zi no longer paid attention to Ji Wushuang, but instead stared at the two weapon saints.

His mission is to ensure the safety of the lives of the weapon saints.

After all, if the weapon refining fails, it fails. The worst that can happen is to start over. But if the two weapon saints are harmed, then everyone present will be held responsible, even if Di Han does not have the "holy title" yet.

The more Ji Wushuang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Finally, he quietly retreated to a corner, wrapped himself with the power of no system, and jumped to the side of the embryo.

She didn't dare to release her spiritual sense to check, for fear of causing entanglement and damage.

[Tian Yan, let's deduce the changes in these divine spirits.]

[Do you also think there is something fishy going on? ]

【Well, I don’t think that’s appropriate.】

【Then let’s try it together? 】

【it is good. 】

She silently memorized the distortions and changes of the Dao text, and then continued to deduce and calculate...

The Tianyantu is her natal contractor. As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." After following it for a long time, Ji Wushuang also learned some basic knowledge of deduction.

the first time.

the second time.

the third time.

Ji Wushuang deduced three times and came up with an absurd answer each time. [Tianyan, why do I feel... this isn't a Tianyuan Sacred Artifact?]

Tian Yan, with a teachable demeanor, nodded and said, "That's right, this is not a Tian Yuan sacred artifact."

What is this?

【These are two.】

【what? 】

two?

Two what?

Ji Wushuang was stunned for a long time, and finally realized the meaning of the Tianyantu!

What the hell!

These turned out to be two Tianyuan Sacred Artifacts! No wonder they drained everyone dry!!!