my master is a bug.

Chapter 282 Forge Another Sword

The little guy first flattened his mouth, then shook his little head like a rattle, and finally said with a look of grievance: "Father..."

Boom!
Fang Mu lost his mind and bounced back the little guy's words.

"Change back quickly!"

The little guy suddenly lost his move.

He flattened his mouth and twisted his face with aggrieved expression.

As its limbs closed, a brand new divine sword reappeared.

However, Fang Mu's expression turned even worse when he looked at the divine sword in his hand.

Because compared with before the transformation, its sharpness has dropped sharply.

Fang Mu knew without even trying that the power of this divine sword had been weakened several times at least.

Although he already had a prediction in his heart, when he saw that his divine sword was really so weak, he still couldn't help but his face was messed up.

'The divine sword that Lao Tzu worked so hard to forge is just useless! ? '

Fang Mu unbelieved and released his aura in an attempt to arouse the sharpness of this divine sword.

However, the aura he penetrated failed to arouse the sword intent at all, instead it twisted the 'sword'.

After a while of twisting and twisting, the sword turned into a human form again.

The little guy pitifully grabbed Fang Mu's hand and said, "Daddy, itches..."

Fang Mu: "..."

With a speechless face, he turned the little guy's head up, causing its facial features to keep squeezing together and keeping apart.

At this time, he had basically confirmed that he had probably destroyed the Excalibur by refining it.

But he was a little reconciled.

Fang Mu panned for a while, then stared at the little guy in his hand and said:
"Where did you hide my Excalibur, quickly conjure it up for me!"

The little guy's mouth, which had already been coiled into a ball, was flattened again, and he looked terribly wronged, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

But he didn't really cry, but pointed to a ball of golden water not far away and said, "There, Dad's sword is there!"

Fang Mu glanced at the golden water that he filtered out before, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

In order to filter out the purest golden water just now, he threw away [-]% of the golden water.

At that time, his mind was all on the Excalibur he had carefully selected, and he didn't pay attention to the 'garbage' that was thrown away.

But at this moment, after being reminded by the little guy in his hand, Fang Mu suddenly noticed that the ball of golden water had been burned by the flames of the stars for so long, and most of the impurities in it had been burnt out.

Compared with before, the golden water has been much purer.

'Are these things still usable? '

When Fang Mu was in a daze, the strength in his hand could not help but weaken slightly.

The little guy in his hands took the opportunity to get rid of his clutches, and ran towards the ball of golden water bouncing.

Fang Mu just raised his eyebrows, but didn't catch the little guy back.

He wanted to see how this little thing could compensate him for his Excalibur.

Under his gaze, the little guy made a move with one hand, and the ball of golden water flew into his hand.

"Ah! It's hot..."

This chubby-looking little guy didn't seem to expect the temperature of the golden water to be so high, and he grinned from the heat.

However, he didn't let go, instead he kept kneading the ball of golden water like kneading dough.

This puddle of golden water was quite viscous, and it was kneaded like dough.

With his kneading, the impurities in it decreased rapidly.

During this process, the gold water also becomes more and more viscous until it is about to solidify.

'It seems to be a little bit worse...'

Fang Mu, who had been on the sidelines, found that there were still too many impurities in the golden water that was about to solidify.

At this moment, the little guy suddenly opened his mouth.

Pooh!
A mouthful of saliva was directly spit on the 'dough' by him.

I don't know what the little guy's saliva is made of. The 'dough' that was almost solidified became soft again after mixing with the little guy's saliva.

The little guy picked and picked on the 'dough' for a while, and after finding out some magazines, he continued to knead.

After a while, the little guy opened his mouth again.

Pooh!Pooh!Pooh……

Accompanied by these crisp sounds, the golden water that Fang Mu regarded as rubbish became more and more pure.

After rubbing for a while, the volume of the golden lump shrank by nearly [-]%.

And the rest is already very pure.

The most important thing is that Fang Mu actually felt a hint of aura in the group of golden bumps that hadn't completely solidified!
This little guy not only purified the golden water, but also purified the aura in it.

However, the spirituality in the golden water is already very thin, even if the little guy extracts all of it, its quality seems to be a little worse.

'Or not……'

Fang Mu was about to complain, but suddenly froze for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that there was something in his hand that should be used at this time.

With a flip of his hand, he took out the spirit of the fire spirit.

Originally, Fang Mu planned to use the spirit of the fire spirit to stimulate the aura of the first divine sword at the last moment of its formation.

But his cheap son was so pure that he didn't need to be inspired by the spirit of the fire spirit at all, so he threw this thing behind him.

But at this time, the group of fire spirit spirits can be used.

"then!"

With a flick of his hand, Fang Mu threw the ball of fire spirit spirit to his cheap son.

The little guy's eyes lit up when he saw the fire spirit spirit slowly floating towards him.

"Father!"

While he shouted excitedly, he had already tightly held the fire spirit spirit in his hands.

The group of fire spirit spirits seemed to sense the crisis and began to struggle violently.

But the little guy seems to be born to restrain this spirit.

He casually pinched his little hand a few times, and the spirit of the fire spirit completely softened.

Afterwards, like grabbing cotton candy, he grabbed out the essence of the fire spirit one by one, and stuffed one by one into the not yet fully formed divine sword in front of him.

During this process, he was like a kid who ate marshmallow secretly, secretly licking his fingers every time.

At the beginning, he seemed to be more afraid of Fang Mu, and he didn't dare to hide too many "cotton candy" between his fingers.

But Fang Mu didn't respond a few times in a row, and the little guy suddenly became more courageous, and more and more spirits were caught between his fingers.

Fang Mu didn't care about this.

His attention has been completely attracted by the unformed Excalibur.

With the fusion of the spirit of the fire spirit, the not yet fully formed divine sword emitted a crimson light.

The original aura in the Excalibur was not covered by the fiery breath, but was completely stimulated.

The clusters of fire spirit spirits were like clusters of nourishment, stimulating the original spirituality in the divine sword.

When the spirituality reached a limit, Fang Mu knew it was time to act.

when!
With a soft sound, Fang Mu slapped hard on the ball of golden crystals.

Due to his experience in forging Zaoxuan, Fang Mu's strength was just right, and he didn't slap the sword embryo into mud.

when!when!when……

Fang Mu swung his hands up and down one after another, just like a real blacksmith, he kept beating the sword embryo in front of him.

(End of this chapter)