"Are you saying that the weapons of cultivators need to be like Master Fahai's?”
Bai Yuekui also understood what Yang Jian was talking about.
"That's right, that's exactly the case. That's why I'm going to teach you how to refine mortal weapons into magic tools.”
Yang Jian gave a simple introduction.
His real three-pointed double-edged spear was transformed from a three-headed flood dragon.
That was a divine weapon!
That was a magic treasure!
Now, he could only use the mortal weapons for the time being.
Even if it was refined, it could only be called a magic tool.
Immediately after, Yang Jian began to teach Bai Yuekui how to nurture weapons with his own mana.
Dharmic powers were constantly flowing on his three-pointed double-edged spear.
Bai Yuekui also followed suit.
Her weapon was a Tang sword, which was actually a pretty good weapon.
However, she knew that since she had started cultivating, her weapon would have to keep up.
Yang Jian was willing to teach him, so he had to learn well.
As his mana continued to be nurtured, the weapon seemed to be constantly "strengthened".
In game terms, the two weapons were constantly showing the words " Enhancement 1,"" Sharpness 1,"" Durability 1."
Time passed just like that. No one knew how much time had passed.
Suddenly, Xiao Tianquan, who had been lying on the ground, opened its eyes.
"Roar ~~~"
It howled at the sky.
The hair on his body started to grow and fall off.
His originally mottled hair had gradually turned snow-white.
Its body kept expanding as if it had eaten a swelling agent.
He was already close to 15 meters tall, but now he was 20 meters tall.
More importantly, its body began to change.
It was originally like a hyena, ugly and mottled, but now it had become beautiful and noble.
It began to evolve into a fine dog!
White Hair Hound!
Yang Jian came out of seclusion and happened to see this scene.
"Because I gave it a name and the position of a divine dog, it's really evolving like the legendary Xiao Tianquan?”
He was deep in thought.
Erlang Shen's Celestial Hound was the White Hair Hound!
Those who had divine titles and thrones in the Heavenly Court.
When Yang Jian gave this dog a name, it was equivalent to giving it a divine title.
Therefore, this dog began to evolve.
"Roar ~~~"
After Heavenly Roar finished evolving, it excitedly ran to Yang Jian and acted coquettishly.
Its huge body was over twenty meters tall.
"Heavenly Roar, become smaller."
Yang Jian looked at Heavenly Roar and said.
When Heavenly Roar heard this, it shook its slender body.
Then, to everyone's surprise, it turned into a thin dog about one meter tall.
His head could comfortably rub against Yang Jian's body.
"Heavenly Roar looks much better than before.”
Bai Yuekui's eyes were filled with admiration.
This fur color.
This body.
Handsome!
Now, she had the mood to touch and take a look at Heavenly Roar.
"That's true. That's how you look like a pet.”
Nezha rushed to the front of Heavenly Roar and hugged its neck.
"Amitabha. Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Yang Jian, for obtaining a B-class pet.”
Fahai was always so pragmatic.
He had clearly felt that Heavenly Roar's strength had increased.
[B] class!
The current Fine Dog had directly reached B class after evolving!
More importantly, its body was getting stronger and stronger.
The special steel of the aircraft carrier had obviously been absorbed and used by it.
Its bones, its flesh, and its fur all showed astonishing strength.
It was stronger than pure aircraft carrier metal.
This was the strength of demonic beasts.
The conversation between the few of them left the witch Jin Meimei dumbfounded.
"B…B class?"
She held it in for a long time before she could say those words.
Their small team had suffered heavy casualties when dealing with the E-class dwarves.
In the end, the demonic beasts that the contestants of the Great Dragon Federation had tamed were all B-class!
This difference was simply like the difference between heaven and earth.
When Yang Jian heard Jin Meimei's words, he suddenly had an inspiration.
Just now, when the Celestial Hound evolved into this form.
He had awakened some memories.
God Erlang's authority!
The most obvious thing about him was that he listened to orders but not propaganda, and he could even establish his own "armed forces".
The Six Sages of Meishan!
1,200 Grass Gods!
These were Yang Jian's " private armed forces."
Yang Jian knew this even if he had not awakened.
However, he did not know how he could do it.
This time, it was in his awakened memories.
The authority of 'independence' bestowed by the Heavenly Court!
And now, the memory he had recovered had such a method.
With his own strength, he would "confer" the title of grass-headed god!
Since he could confer the title of Grass Head God, could he try it out on this person from the Bangzi Kingdom?
In any case, if he succeeded, it would verify his idea.
If he failed, the problem would be his opponent.
No matter how he calculated it, it was not a loss!
Understanding this, Yang Jian walked directly to Witch Jing's sister.
"You…What do you want to do?"
The witch finally felt a little uncomfortable.
Yang Jian looked down at the other party.
"Are you willing to completely submit to me and become my subordinate?”
Witch: "???"
Bai Yuekui: "???"
The audience: "???"
What did he mean?
Was Yang Jian taking in his subordinates?
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