Lord of the Low Version System

Go to your uncle, my nightshade is as clean as ice and jade, and its white jade is flawless, whoever you are, get out of here!

The sword casting furnace received Xitong's intention in an instant, and made a buzzing sound, bouncing all the tadpoles away.

More and more little tadpoles descended from the sky. They wandered around the sword casting furnace, trying hard to get in, but none of them could get in.

Seeing the wonderful scene in front of him, Chong Lou sighed, It's actually a tadpole book.

Zixuan nodded, and subconsciously said something she half understood, That's right, it's a wordless book alongside Hetu and Luoshu.

Both Hetu and Luoshu are strange things that were born when the world first opened. Fuxi created gossip based on Hetu Luoshu.

The Wordless Book of Heaven is the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven. In other words, these little tadpoles contain the principles of the Dao of Heaven and are the imprint of the Dao of Heaven.

From ancient times to the present, wordless heavenly scriptures and tadpole heavenly scriptures only exist in legends, and Nuwa and Shennong are only vaguely aware of them, but they have never been seen.

Immediately, both of them looked enviously at Xi Tong and at the little tadpoles swimming around the sword casting furnace.

However, Xi Tong still refused.

It's not just a purely psychological obsession, but a vision and pattern.

No matter how strange the Tadpole Book of Heaven is, it is only the hub of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Sword World. It is indeed unique in the Immortal Sword World, but looking at the heavens and worlds, the Immortal Sword World is nothing but a drop in the ocean.

Is Tadpole Tianshu very noble?

Is the Wordless Book amazing?

Among other things, Rin is the embodiment of the will of the world, equal to the way of heaven, but to Xitong, Rin is just an artificial intelligence that sings and dances to relieve boredom. If you want her to wear swimsuits, you can wear swimsuits, and if you want her to wear pajamas, you can wear them pajamas……

The magic sword was originally an artifact with infinite potential, and its growth was its greatest feature. After imprinting the imprint of heaven in the world of fairy sword, its potential was completely finalized, no different from killing a chicken to get its eggs.

No! Definitely not!

Xi Tong looked up at the door of wonders, If you want to attach yourself, you can choose it!

After speaking, Xi Tong raised his hand, revealing the broken Yata Mirror.

The effect of the Yata mirror is extraordinary, and there are pink, tender and cute little lolita spirits derived from it. Xitong has nothing to do with the little loli all day long, and he has expressed his feelings.

When Xuanyuanjian attacked Xitong, the Yata mirror acted as a heart protection mirror, blocking most of the damage.

Now, the body of the Yata mirror is broken, on the verge of collapse, and the spirit of the weapon has been severely injured, leaving only a ray of wisdom. Even if Xitong stripped the sword spirit of Xuanyuanjian as a tonic, it will take a long time to cultivate.

And if there is the blessing of the Dao of Heaven, not only can the spirit be repaired, but it can also be transformed and improved, and even gain new abilities.

Both Zhonglou and Zixuan twitched.

This is heaven!

The supreme way of heaven!

As a mortal, it's fine if you don't pay homage, but you still bargain.

Moreover, even if you took out a magic weapon, it turned out to be a mirror, and it was still broken.

If God promises me, then...

so I……

I just said nothing.

The little tadpoles lingering around the sword casting furnace seem to have found their mother and flock to the Yata mirror.

Blessed by the Dao of Heaven, the Yata Mirror shone with light, and the image of a girl reappeared in the broken mirror.

The originally flaming red palace attire turned solemn black, and many tadpole symbols full of mysterious meaning appeared.

These little tadpoles wriggled, intertwined, and swayed non-stop, outlining more mysterious characters and symbols one after another.

Girls, little tadpoles, this kind of strange fusion not only does not have any dirty feeling, but is more noble, holy, and mysterious...

The girl held up the corner of her skirt to salute Xi Tong, her big eyes were full of gratitude.

It's a pity that the mirror surface was broken, and a beautiful face was also broken into dozens of pieces, which looked indescribably weird and terrifying.

Soon, the Yata Mirror was filled to the limit.

At this time, the little tadpoles had only consumed a small half, and Xi Tong pointed at Qiong Gouyu, and the little tadpoles immediately gathered over.

At this time, Xi Tong discovered that the image of Yata Qiong Gouyu is completely a tadpole with a shortened tail.

Thinking that Yata Qiong Gouyu was a sacrificial vessel before the Earth's pre-Qin period, Xi Tong strengthened his guess.

This thing is obviously made in imitation of the Tadpole Book of Heaven, and only in this way can it have the ability to communicate with the world and the underworld.

Seeing this scene, Chonglou couldn't help being suspicious.

Xi Tong's treasure could resist Xuanyuan Sword's cutting, now there are many tadpoles inside, can he shake his treasure with his bare hands?

Isn't it time to get a handy weapon? But, where can I get a weapon that surpasses the magic sword?

Zixuan couldn't help but think that her mother really had a bright eye and chose a strong backer for herself, much stronger than the Miao Village in Miaojiang.

With this leading edge, coupled with the sword spirit's control method, he will definitely be able to get the protection of his wings and get rid of Fuxi's harm.

Long Yang: Can I go?

Just when the two of them were in a daze, Yata Qiong Gouyu had reached his limit, but the little tadpole still had a little bit left.

Xi Tong looked at Tian Cong Yunjian.

With the magic sword, this guy is doomed to be a long-term bench and a spare tire that can never be turned into a regular, but this time he has contributed a lot to the magic sword consecration, so let's reward it.

When the last little tadpole sank into Tiancongyun Sword, a sigh came from somewhere.

It seems to be far away in the sky, but close in front of the ear.

It's Fuxi!

Chong Lou's eyes were burning, his fighting spirit was fierce, and the surging magic power exploded in his body, even leaking out of his body surface, eroding the surrounding space.

There are gray and black signs of obscenity around him, like a cutout, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Zixuan hugged the Heavenly Snake Staff in panic, only then did she realize that the formation had long since disappeared, and everyone returned to the Sword Forging Workshop.

Hearing this sigh full of infinite regret, Xi Tong was startled.

Blessed by the Dao of Heaven, Fuxi is stealing the Dao of Heaven...

Damn Fuxi!

Fortunately, the little tadpole was not allowed to enter the sword-making furnace, otherwise, the magic sword would have become Fuxi's possession.

Looking at the Yata Mirror, Yata Qiong Gouyu and Tiancongyunjian, although they absorbed the tadpoles, they were also endowed with the will of the earth's heaven. Even if Fuxi stole the heaven of the fairy sword world, it is impossible to control them.

Brother Chonglou, calm down! Fuxi didn't come, and he can't come, otherwise he wouldn't just use some ghostly tricks.

That sigh of regret revealed too many things, Xi Tong finally determined that Fuxi could not descend to the realm, and even if he descended to the realm, he would not be able to be tough with everyone.

Otherwise, he would just grab it directly, so why go around in circles like this.

Chonglou finally came to his senses, he escaped from the rage little by little, and the magic power of rampage in his body calmed down little by little.

At this time, a series of clanging sounds came from the sword casting furnace.

100 sounds!

121 sounds!

144 sounds...

The sounds became more and more dense, almost connecting into a line and converging into a bundle, surpassing the limit of Xitong's hearing. Even Rin could vaguely judge that it was between 300 and 400.

hum!

The sword-forging furnace was opened, and the magic sword seemed to float out slowly and quickly, and a power that was difficult to describe in words permeated the air.

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Thank you for the book coins rewarded by Heart Like a Deserted Island Prisoner, i, thank you Mr. Shukong for your reward of 100 starting coins, and thank you Zhao Bankuo for your reward of 200 starting coins. Thank you very much to the three of you.