Monster Refining System Chapter 554: Two forms
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"You will drop a drop of your blood into this Tianyuan Pen."
When the old man saw this, he smiled and said to Xia Fukun, and immediately raised his hand, and suddenly Yuanbi came to Xia Fukun that day.
When Xia Fukun saw this, he didn't hesitate, just a drop of blood was sacrificed.
When he saw Xia Fukun's blood, the old man was obviously taken aback.
Because this drop of Xia Fukun’s blood, shocked, is the blood circulating in ten colors.
Each color represents the power of a bloodline.
In other words, Xia Fukun's body has the power of ten bloodlines flowing!
Normal people can only possess one kind of bloodline power in the body. And those who can possess the power of two kinds of bloodlines are all powers that can be named in this world!
But--
In this Xia Fukun's body, there are actually ten bloodlines flowing in!
This is also the first time that this old man, in Xia Fukun's body, has seen so much hope for the underworld in the future...
"Put your essence and blood into the Tianyuan pen."
Under the instruction of the old man, Xia Fukun quickly merged that drop of his own essence and blood with the Tianyuan pen.
It was also after that drop of his own essence and blood entered the Tianyuan Pen.
Only then did Xia Fukun feel that an incomparable breath appeared in front of him.
The long-silent Tianyuan Pen, as if, at this moment, completely revealed its light.
Even the owner can feel it.
At this moment, in this Tian Yuan pen, a long-silent power is gradually waking up.
And this...
It's just a quasi-artifact...
"Hiss——"
Xia Fukun took a deep breath.
"If it looks like this, how terrifying is the artifact in the hands of the Great Sage Qitian!"
Xia Fukun shook his head, knowing that this is not the time to covet the magic weapon in the hands of others.
At this time, the old man in front of Xia Fukun laughed and said:
"For the first time, I feel that Tianyuan Pen is so excited. It looks like, your blood, you like Tianyuan Pen very much!"
I ignored the old man.
Xia Fukun knows that he has ten bloodlines. One's own essence and blood must be able to meet the needs of Tianyuan pen.
"This Tian Yuan pen is divided into two forms: Wen form and Wu form. The old man is here, I will show you it again, and you are optimistic!"
Speaking, the old man took a deep breath.
Although Yuanbi had recognized Xia Fukun as the master at this moment and was **** with Xia Fukun, after all, he was the former owner of Tianyuanbi, and he was naturally able to drive this Tianyuanbi.
As the old man flipped his palm, suddenly, the shape of the Yuan pen changed a little that day.
It was originally only about one foot long, but it instantly expanded and increased several times. Hold it in your hand, like a spear blade.
The old man held the Tianyuan pen in his hand and whispered to Xia Fukun.
"Look up!"
Suddenly, he picked up the tip of his pen and pierced it forward.
"Chiff--"
There was a sound of space shattering.
In the space in front of the old man, because of the power of the thorn of the Tianyuan pen, cracks were cracked like a spider web.
Xia Fukun took a deep breath.
It really is a Tianyuan pen!
"This Tian Yuan pen comes with the power of space, but because it has not been repaired now, only these promises can be released. If you have the opportunity to repair it in the future, the power that can be released will definitely be Surprise you!"
Speaking of this, the old man took the Tianyuan pen back in his hand, and then he gave a sharp shout:
"Writing style!"
As soon as the old man finished saying this, the Yuanbi suddenly returned to its previous size that day.
It's just--
On that day's Yuanbi, there was a faint halo.
And the halo, like fluorescence, seems to have infinite mysteries in it between strokes.
"If it is said that the martial form is not enough, please take a look at this text form!"
The old man's voice fell, holding a Tianyuan pen and sketching a few strokes in the sky.
Suddenly——
"It's noon on the day of hoeing!"
Five words were written by him.
After these five words appeared, an astonishing momentum was attached to the old man's body.
"You and try to attack me!"
Xia Fukun didn't know what the old man was going to do, but he nodded. In his hand, three barren fingers moved up and ejected towards the old man's figure.
This is also the time.
The old man smiled lightly, and when Xia Fukun came to him, the tip of the pen was lightened.
"Prisoner!"
He wrote a word in the air, and Xia Fukun immediately felt that around her body, there seemed to be an invisible cage, and her body was trapped in it, unable to move.
"This..."
Xia Fukun's eyes lit up suddenly.
This day yuan pen! It really is a treasure!
Before he was excited, the old man wrote another word "broken" in the sky with a Tianyuan pen.
Along with this word appearing in front of Xia Fukun's eyes, Xia Fukun's body, as if hit by a powerful force, flew upside down.
"I have shown you the literary and martial forms of Tianyuan pen. I believe you can also see the power of Tianyuan pen."
"However, if you want to repair the Tianyuan Pen, I am afraid that you still need to raise some things. And to raise these things, it should take a certain amount of time. But it doesn’t matter, old man, I can survive for a while, this time , As long as you accompany me to recite the poem couplet, I will consider telling you the materials needed for the restoration of this Tian Yuanbi, how about?"
Listening to the old man's words, Xia Fukun got up from the ground, and when he walked in front of the old man, with a strong hand, suddenly, the Yuan pen appeared in Xia Fukun's hand that day.
And the old man, at this time, he also looked at Xia Fukun with a smile, as if he was sure of Xia Fukun.
"Hehe, I can fix it myself! I don't need you."
Xia Fukun sneered, and immediately let the demon refining system start repairing in his mind.
Although this was the first time he spent 10 million refining points, he felt a little distressed. But as you get richer, as your horizons get higher and higher, these tens of millions of refining points will be spent on grit!
The old man looked at Xia Fukun jokingly.
He still doesn't believe it, this Xia Fukun, if he didn't tell him what materials he needed and how to repair it, he could still repair this Tian Yuan pen?