When Yang Xuan opened his eyes again, the injury in his body had completely recovered.
After another injury, he found that he had a deeper understanding of the application of various systems of Reiki, especially in the combined application of dual systems of Reiki, he had a deeper understanding and some new inspiration.
Even, he felt that the aura in his body was more condensed and rich than before every time he consumed it and recovered again.
It seems that fighting is the best way to improve.
After taking a deep breath, his mind entered the storage ring.
In the storage ring, the refuted Yangyu is still wrapped by the nether gloves without any difference. But Han Xinmu kept sending out a strong and extremely gloomy air, so that as soon as Yang Xuan''s mind entered the ring, he felt like surrounded by boundless darkness and had difficulty breathing.
Yang Xuan is a little strange. Normally, the cold heart wood will send out a strong cold, but it''s not this dark and gloomy smell. Isn''t it cold heart wood?
But in terms of appearance, it is no different from the cold heart wood mentioned by Yan Feixu.
Thinking of this, Yang Xuan had an idea in his heart: could it be that this cold heart wood had mutated?
Whether it is refining materials or medicinal materials, there is a very low possibility of variation, which changes the properties of the material itself. Now it seems that this cold heart tree is very likely to have variation.
But no matter what, refuting Yangyu and cold heart wood finally got hold of them, and a magic weapon that had always existed in his mind could also be refined.
This magic weapon will truly become his first magic weapon.
Yang Xuan acted without hesitation. Since the materials have been collected, when will he wait?
Between thoughts and actions, the yin-yang axe subordinate to Ling Wudao has appeared in his hands. He will use this yin-yang axe as a template to refine his first magic weapon.
Red lotus appeared in front of him. Without any pause, the yin-yang axe was thrown into red lotus by him.
Extract, refine
Each process was carried out meticulously by him, and all kinds of precious refining materials were thrown in without pain.
In the end, the yin-yang axe had completely lost his original appearance and turned into a mass of brilliance.
Took a deep breath and finally reached the most critical time.
Refuting Yangyu and cold heart wood appeared in front of him, and then one left and one right turned into a light and a black fog under Yang Xuan''s gaze.
Yang Xuan''s eyes showed a trace of abnormality. Normally, the cold heart wood should turn into a cold air, but the mutated cold heart wood turned into a black fog.
But this is better and more in line with Yang Xuan''s needs.
After refuting Yangyu and variant cold heart wood merged into the light in a strange way, Yang Xuan began to input aura for the magic weapon.
This is an extremely long process, so long that Yang Xuan has forgotten time and everything.
Input, restore. Input, restore
After not knowing how many times, he finally stopped.
Then, without any hesitation, he began to inject spirit into the magic weapon.
With Yang Xuan''s state of mind at this time, he couldn''t help being nervous when facing this last step.
If he succeeds, he will get a powerful magic weapon. If he fails, he will start all over again.
Yang Xuan, who went deep into the ground, had begun to pay attention to the spirit, but he didn''t see that there was a strange collection of thunder clouds in the sky above him, as if waiting for something.
Boom!
At the moment of Yang Xuan''s successful spirit injection, a red lightning as thick as a bucket burst out from the thunder cloud that had been waiting for a long time.
The red lightning cut through the void, like suddenly tearing the world out of a red crack, and then hit the ground above Yang Xuan''s head.
After the success of the spiritual injection, Yang Xuan still smiled in the future, and felt a great tearing and destructive force rush in directly, filling every inch of space in his body in an instant.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Yang Xuan, who had just recovered from his injury, declared his injury again.
After the red lightning wounded Yang Xuan, it didn''t stop. It continued to rush into the light mass suspended in front of Yang Xuan with the power of destruction.
Another loud noise!
In one instant, the underground space where Yang Xuan was located expanded countless times with this boundless power, and the soil disappeared directly, making Yang Xuan seem to be suddenly in a huge void.
In this void, the red lightning was like a dragon, raging wildly, bombarding the light mass in front of Yang Xuan again and again.
With the bombardment of lightning, the smell emitted from the light group became weaker and weaker. In the end, the light dissipated completely, and there was no breath at all.
Yang Xuan didn''t care about the injury in his body. His mind explored the past. The next moment, his face changed.
No breath!
The magic weapon he refined is gone!
The red lightning raged in the space for a while. After no trace of the light mass was found, it gradually dissipated.
Yang Xuan''s face was gloomy and his eyes were cold.
He didn''t expect that it was just refining a magic weapon that triggered such a big battle.
If he guessed right, the red lightning, like the lightning when he was promoted to the big world, is the force of the rules of the world.
The rules of the world do not allow this magic weapon to appear, so it drops lightning and destroys or confiscates this magic weapon.
Yang Xuan''s eyes were extremely cold. For this magic weapon, he was close to death. If he was destroyed like this, where would he go to find materials to refine again?
The injury caused by lightning is recovering bit by bit. Yang Xuan sits quietly in the huge void caused by lightning.
After not knowing how long, his heart suddenly moved.
His mind seemed to have a ripple, as if something had a strange connection with his mind.
The next moment, a gap appeared silently in the space in front of him, and then a butterfly flew out of the gap.
This is a palm sized, extremely light butterfly. The most strange thing is that one of its wings is black like void and the other is white like blazing sun.
As soon as the butterfly appeared, there were two kinds of power fluctuations. They were two completely opposite forces, just like the wings of a butterfly, one black and one white.
And those two forces are the forces of yin and Yang.
Yang Xuan''s heart trembled, and then he was ecstatic.
It''s done!
Unexpectedly, in the face of the baptism of the power of the world''s rules, the magic weapon he refined was strangely successful, and took the initiative to form into the shape of a butterfly.
Yang Xuan didn''t need to find out his mind at all. He already felt that there was a wonderful connection between the strange butterfly and his mind. It seemed that no matter where he was, he wouldn''t break the connection.
Even, he felt that the butterfly contained an extremely small, extremely weak, but real little life.
Tool spirit!
The baptism of rule lightning unexpectedly gave birth to this magic weapon.
At this moment, Yang Xuan lamented his luck.
The butterfly with black and white wings fell into Yang Xuan''s hand, and then slowly sank into his palm and disappeared.
Yang Xuan felt that the butterfly had been completely integrated with him, regardless of each other.
It seemed to be badly hurt, and it seemed to be a very young baby. After entering Yang Xuan''s body, he fell asleep and began to slowly absorb the aura and soul power in his body.
A sense of satisfaction surged into Yang Xuan''s heart, and a long thought out name came out of his mouth:
Yin Yang disorder!
The disorder of yin and Yang is the first magic weapon in the real sense, which belongs to him and the cultivator.
Yang Xuan believed that when the chaos of yin and Yang first appeared in front of the world, everyone would be surprised.