Chapter 340 Ability is great

  Wang An poured his own true energy into the severing gun, strengthening his body to shine.

  Flame?

  Wang An felt that the energy attribute in the gun body should be fire, so he decisively changed his true energy attribute. With the continuous infusion of true energy, the side of the gun turned red and trembled slightly.

  With a whoosh, a flame spurted out from the tip of the gun and landed on the stone beside it, scorching the stone black in an instant. Wang An stopped the infusion of true energy, and the flame disappeared immediately.

   "That's right, what about the other half?" Wang An nodded.

   "Looking for it." The delicate young man said.

   "Leave this magic weapon with me first. If you find the other half, please bring it with you."

   "Good sir."

   "This is his favorite treasure." The two said.

   "Where's your friend?"

   "In a nearby county."

   "He can be brought."

   "Please wait a moment, sir."

  The two people left in a hurry after hearing this. About an hour and a half later, a car drove slowly into the mountain village. The two people who had just left came back and brought another person back. A scrawny man.

   The aura of this person is very strange!

  Wang An looked at the person in front of him. There was something obviously obstructing the flow of the body on this person.

   Chest, abdomen, limbs, neck.

   "Weird energy."

  Wang An grabbed the man's arm, and his entire arm turned blue, and there was an obvious blue-black spot on the forearm near the elbow, the size of a fifty-cent coin.

  Feeling the energy that invaded his body. These energies are like nails nailed into his body.

   "Very strong energy, almost materialized."

  Wang An raised his hand and infiltrated his true energy into it. Immediately after Wuji true energy touched that energy, it began to erode and wear away. Soon, the first ray of energy was dissipated.

  The unconscious man moved his fingers.

   "Did you see that his finger moved!" The handsome man said in surprise when he saw this.

   "That was just a subconscious reaction." Wang An said calmly.

  Arms, legs, viscera, every piece of energy was dissolved by Wang An's Promise True Qi, as simple as hot water and snow.

  Ah, the comatose man opened his mouth, took a long breath, and a turbid breath visible to the naked eye spewed out from his mouth, exuding a disgusting stench, as if a piece of meat had been rotting for a long time.

   His eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes with difficulty. His lips moved, but he couldn't make any sound.

   "The so-called curse on him has been lifted, but his health is very poor, the root has been injured, and he needs to cultivate well." Wang Andao.

  The person in front of him was indeed seriously injured, even to the very foundation. Even if he was helped to release the energy nailed into his body, he would not live for long.

   "Thank you sir."

  The two men took the man who had opened his eyes to the ambulance waiting not far away.

   "It's unbelievable, he can actually wake him up!" the bearded man said in surprise.

   "Go to the hospital first."

  The car started and left the mountain village.

   "A truncated gun, is it an antique?" Li Xinzhu looked at the truncated gun in Wang An's hand and said.

   "It's an antiquity, not an ordinary antiquity. This is a magic weapon, you try it?" Wang An handed the broken gun in his hand to Li Xinzhu.

   "Try, how can I try, I don't know how to shoot?"

   "Pour your true energy into it."

   "Huh?" Li Xinzhu was slightly taken aback after hearing this, reached out to take the broken gun in Wang An's hand, held it in his hand, and then tried to infuse true energy into it, and gradually the gun body began to emit light.

"How is this going?"

   "Don't be nervous, continue." Wang Andao.

  As Li Xinzhu continued to inject true energy, a trace of flames floated from the gun head, which was naturally incomparable to the flames ejected by Wang An.

   "Not bad." Wang An nodded.

   "Is that not bad?"

   "This is better than 99.99% of the people in this world." Wang Andao.

  Back in the house, Wang An drew the runes carved on the gun.

  These weapons and magic weapons are difficult to cast and require great skills. First of all, the materials are very special, requiring special metals.

  If Wang An's guess is correct, the special metal used to make the magic weapon should have a certain connection with the sacred stone, and it may be extracted from a mine that is very close to the sacred stone.

  Secondly, the runes on it are very special. This is a bridge, a bridge connecting the user and the internal energy of the magic weapon. There may be other uses besides this.

  Wang An himself is not very interested in things like refining magic weapons, he just wants to find some inspiration from them, inspiration that can promote his own practice.

   Alchemy, weapon refining, and practice are interlinked in some respects.

  Think, try, accumulate, not simply repeat.

   Time soon came to winter again. The strange thing is that this winter is not very cold, it is much warmer than previous years.

   "The weather this year is a bit strange. There is a lot of rain in summer, but it is very warm in winter." Li Xinzhu said.

   "It's a bit strange, this may just be the beginning." Wang An looked at the sky and said softly.

  The relatively warm weather didn't last long, the temperature dropped suddenly, and overnight, it was freezing cold, and the howling north wind blew on the face like a knife.

  The north wind came, and then it snowed heavily for four days and four nights.

  In a small mountain village, four elderly people left one after another in less than seven days.

  The weather is cold, and the elderly are already poor in physical fitness. Once they fall ill, they may never get up again. This also made Wang An a little worried about the two old people.

   Hearing that an old man in the village had left, Wang An’s grandfather had to go and see. He said that they were all from the village.

  As long as the old man goes out, Wang An will accompany him.

  Out of the gate, the north wind rushed in. Wang An stretched his true energy to block the wind and snow. Within two steps of his body, there was no wind or snow.

   "This man, he might die when he gets old!" The old man sighed.

   "You don't necessarily have to be old, some young people say they are gone." Wang An smiled after hearing this.

  Hey, the old man sighed.

  During dinner in the evening, Wang An cooked a few dishes, stewed a pot of hot soup, drank a small wine with the old man, chatted for a while, and the old man's mood just got better.

   After eating, he chatted with the two elderly people for a while, and after giving them a massage, Wang An returned to his room. In another room, two old men were chatting in low tones.

   "Lao Lin, Mao Tang, and Lao Fang are all gone, and we are all ninety."

   "It's worth living so old, I'm just worried about Xiao An, he's always alone, hey!" Wang An's grandma sighed.

"Maybe it's because I didn't meet him. He stayed with me when I went out these two days. As long as he was by my side, I couldn't feel the cold. The north wind outside seemed to be blocked by something." It seems that Xiao An's ability is extraordinary!"

   "Isn't it boxing?"

   "You can't practice **** and kicking to that level."

   "Xiao An doesn't say anything, and we don't ask, so let's just pretend that he doesn't know. The more capable he is, the better. Well, it's just that he is so capable, it's hard to find a wife!" The old man still couldn't forget the major events in Wang An's life.

  Hearing the conversation between the two old men, Wang An smiled and shook his head.

  (end of this chapter)