Even if the anomaly of the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword was overrated, the well-inford old guy was still shocked. He previously chose the road of being an Inscriptionist which was regarded as an abnormal genius, but he didn’t achieve the sa remarkable progress as Ding Hao did.
“Well, it seems that we underestimated this guy,” Saber Master did not wrangle with the Sword Master and continued thoughtfully, “It seems that I should find a way to ask him to the study of elixir and spiritual grass. In this way, soone can finally inherit my amazing legacy!”
“Madwoman, you want to rob of my disciple?” The Sword Master was alert.
The Saber Master said furiously, “How could you say that! Is Little Chap Ding chosen by two of us at the beginning?”
The Sword Master seed confounded a mont, “Er, yes!”
Both masters controlled their ntal fluctuations and did not affect Ding Hao who was casting his first magical weapon.
As ti went by, Ding Hao’s forehead was getting more and more sweaty.
His body was also all wet, and the green shirt was tightly attached to his muscular body, fully demonstrating his powerful body shape. With the frosty moonlight, he had an unparalleled charm on him.
The piece of the crystal in his hand also faded a little bit.
Casting Qi, especially with his own Magical Fire, was a huge challenge and consumption for anyone.
Suddenly—
“Completed!”
Ding Hao opened his eyes, a hint of joy appearing on his face.
He slowly put away Emblematic Gesture controlling fire, and the orange fla on his palms gradually imrsed under his skin. With the convergence of power, there were two sounds as two light-silver rings fell in Ding Hao’s palms.
A fist-sized Void Boundary Stone finally cast only two tiny silver rings.
The rings were sparkling with pale silver. The stripe-like luster was like flowing water as there were no patterns and decorative designs on it. It had sothing with minimalism originally, but it had an indescribable attraction itself, which was comparable to any ingenuity
One ring was bigger, while another one was smaller. Apparently, they were couple rings, created according to Ding Hao’s thoughts.
This was Ding Hao’s first refined weapon, so this pair of rings were of great significance to him.
However, whom would he give the smaller one to?
A pretty image of a red armored girl, Xie Jieyu, appeared in an instant in Ding Hao’s mind, but sohow, Li Yiruo, a white-coated woman like a fairy coming down from Heaven suddenly appeared in his mind, too.
Slowly he put the larger ring on his finger, releasing a little bit of Spiritual Power. With his eyes lit up, a ten cubic ters silver space suddenly appeared.
This was the storage space for the Storage Ring.
The Void Boundary Stone originally had a Spatial Attribute, which was an excellent material for refining and casting storage spaces. A fist-sized Void Boundary Stone was made into two storage rings by Ding Hao, and both were ten cubic ters. This was enough to show that Ding Hao’s debut was very successful.
“Good! You have potential, kid. You are almost as good as in my old days, hehe...” The Sword Master was full of praise.
The Saber Master said with disdain, “Huh, who just said Little Chap Ding is stronger than him in his good old days?”
The Sword Master replied seriously, “Not certainly.”
The Saber Master said, “I was speechless to such an idiot.”
The two argued with each other for a long ti, taking delight in contradicting each other. After a while, they had ti to pay attention to Ding Hao.
The Sword Master made an evaluation of Ding Hao’s refining rings. He gave directions to so details, corrected Ding Hao’s mistakes and proposed sothing for correction.
These were definitely remarks from a Grandmaster Level.
After listening, Ding Hao was also enlightened.
“The two rings can only be regarded as middle magical weapons of level nine, and they are only auxiliary magical weapons. They basically have no value. When you can refine offensive or defensive magical weapons which are more than Level Six, you’ll beco the one who is second only to the head in Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. Even in the entire Xuezhou, the inscriptionist who can cast Level Six magical weapons is definitely sobody that everyone would like to fawn on.”
The Sword Master sumd up.
“So, the magical weapon can also be divided into levels?” Ding Hao had little understanding of magical weapons.
“Nonsense! On the Land of Infinity, everything is divided into high and low levels. The magical weapon is a special instrunt above the ordinary instrunt. There are thousands of kinds and functions. But regardless of the changes, the classification of the level is consistent, from Level Nine to Level One, to Highest Grade, Super Grade, and Supre Grade, twelve grades altogether. The lowest is Level Nine, while the highest is Supre Grade. The magical weapons of Supre Grade are all created by the world and have the power of destroying heaven and earth... Forget it, it’s useless to talk to you so much now. And there’s sothing subtle and mysterious, you’ll know it later.”
The Sword Master spoke eloquently to display his authority on this issue, with a superior and patronizing air.
Ding Hao nodded and expressed his gratitude toward the Sword Master. His flattery fulfilled his.
Slowly he got up, put on clean clothes, and realized the magical effect of the storage ring. Ding Hao wandered in the room and took so valuables, all of which were put in the storage ring.
Looking at those items suddenly disappear in his hands after his ntal commands, to then appear in the ring space, Ding Hao was filled with an irrepressible sense of accomplishnt.
“It becos really more convenient.”
Ding Hao put the rusted sword and the bloody saber with dragon stripes in the storage ring. Then, he repeated his movents for drawing swords over and over again, which was obviously much faster than the movent of drawing the sword from the scabbard. As a ray of light flashed, the rusted sword and bloody saber with dragon stripes appeared in his hands.
“The process of casting magical weapons is also the process of cultivation. The four apertures refined in the Ren ridian of the middle dantian beco more bright, smooth, and full, and burning fla Qi also becos purer.”
Ding Hao checked his body and got an unexpected surprise.
“Little Chap Ding, sit down. Let’s have a talk.” For a mont, the voice of the Saber Master, who had been silent, sounded solemnly in his mind.
Ding Hao was confounded for a mont, then he realized the imposing aning of the Saber Master, sitting cross-legged again on the futon and listening.
“Let’s talk about your current situation,” the Saber Master’s voice sounded smooth. “I have to admit that you have found yourself a powerful opponent. Mu Tianyang is terrible. He has a very rare lineage. Even I and the Sword Master did not see him through. But what is certain is that he has a kind of devil character in his body. This is a characteristic of divine people in ancient tis. His body is likely to have ancient blood.”
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