Zuo Daotong's back was almost broken, and so were the others.
Most importantly, Zuo Daotong felt that the cold iron was ruined. He liked this piece of cold iron very much and planned to forge a special spiritual sword.
"how so?"
Just when Zuo Daotong had a sad face and wanted to argue with Ye Tian.
Ye Tian stood in front of the cold iron, swung the axe in his hand, and smashed it down again.
"boom!"
The spiritual power overflowed, the metal strip became longer, and then a wave pattern appeared on it.
"No way? The Art of Refining Waves is something only top-level spiritual weapons can do."
Zuo Daotong's level of weapon refinement in this life was limited to refining ordinary spiritual weapons. To refine a mid-grade spiritual weapon, it would take at least several decades and require the use of special materials.
Zuo Daotong refined a mid-grade spiritual weapon, but lost it at the Ultimate.
If it weren’t for the mid-grade spiritual weapon, Zuo Daotong would have died in the ultimate.
Of course, because he had refined it, Zuo Daotong became famous in the ancient sect, and many cultivators worshipped him. They might not care about the Immortal Sword Sect, but they would care about Zuo Daotong's opinion.
Now Zuo Daotong saw the art of refining waves in Ye Tian's hands, which made Zuo Daotong forget the pain in his body and just look at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian had no time to deal with Zuo Daotong now. The Mountain God Axe in his hand was out of control and kept striking.
With the knocking, the cold iron has turned into the shape of a long sword, with cold light overflowing from it.
“Stop!”
Ye Tian wanted the Mountain God Axe to stop, but it not only stopped, but even trembled continuously, as if telling Ye Tian something. Every time it fell, the trembling stopped.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
From the first time it struck the cold iron, the Mountain God Axe struck a total of thirteen times. With these thirteen strikes, the Cold Iron Spirit Sword had taken shape, and all it needed to do was integrate it into the sword spirit, and it would be complete.
The sword, which is only in its embryonic form, exudes spiritual power. It is definitely a top-level spiritual weapon.
In the world of cultivation, the most common items are magical instruments, followed by spiritual instruments, and after spiritual instruments are treasure instruments, divine instruments, and so on.
Among the ancient Chinese sects, there are the most magical weapons and spiritual weapons, but there are very few top-level spiritual weapons.
When it finally fell, there seemed to be something more in Ye Tian’s mind.
"Huh?"
That is a method of refining weapons. The Mountain God Axe actually has a weapon refining tradition called "Thirteen Axes".
“It’s true!”
Just as Ye Tian was about to take a closer look, an ugly head popped out.
“Oh my god!”
Ye Tian was startled and almost kicked him.
This person is Zuo Daotong. Zuo Daotong’s eyes are red, but they are covered with mist.
"master!"
Ye Tian got goosebumps when he heard Zuo Daotong's shout.
"Have you read too much Journey to the West?"
Ye Tian took a step back, and Zuo Daotong said to Ye Tian again: "Master!"
"Is there something wrong?"
Ye Tian retreated again, Zuo Daotong knelt down with tears in his eyes.
"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Zuo Daotong knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, which confused Ye Tian.
"Zuo Daotong, did you take the wrong medicine?"
Ye Tian stared, Zuo Daotong raised his head, looked at Ye Tian pleadingly and said: "You will be my master from now on, Master, I will worship you for your weapon-making skills!"
"I, Zuo Daotong, have spent my entire life pursuing weapon refinement, but it turns out to be nothing more than a small endeavor."
"It was only after I met you, Master, that I finally understood."
"Master refined a top-level spiritual weapon with just a few strokes!"
"Top-level spiritual weapon?"
Ye Tian turned his head to look at the cold iron spirit sword, he was a little confused.
"Of course!"
"Master, please, you must accept me as your disciple. If you don't accept me today, I will die here."
Zuo Daotong kowtowed again, and Ye Tian felt that he had shortened his lifespan by this kowtow.
"Zuo Daotong, how old are you?"
"123 years old!"
“Ahem!”
Ye Tian rolled his eyes. He felt that he had shortened his lifespan by asking such an old man to kowtow to him. Ye Tian's age was only a fraction of his.
"Well, you get up first."
"No, please, Master, accept me!"
Ye Tian discovered that Zuo Daotong was still a tough guy. Ye Tian had no good face for such a person.
"Okay, then kneel down. I'm leaving."
"No, I'm standing!"
Zuo Daotong didn't want Ye Tian to leave, so he quickly stood up and continued to look at Ye Tian beggingly.
"Alright, let's talk it out!"
"Tell me about the spiritual weapon first!"
Ye Tian still wants to digest the Thirteen Axes. If he can really refine the weapon, he will make a spiritual sword for his wife and one for Xiaomi as well.
Old Wu should also get one. Anyway, as long as the family members want a spiritual weapon, they can get one.
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