Danfeng started rolling around again and talking nonsense.
Xuanwu's face is always red.
Although he is loyal, it does not mean that he is stupid.
This girl is clearly saying that he bullies the small and makes him embarrassed.
Seeing that he looked embarrassed, Danfeng also gave up.
Xuanwu's character, to put it nicely, is called upright, but to put it worse, it is a bit roundabout, and he may not use force to suppress him if he is pushed into a hurry.
He quietly operated the technique, erasing the traces of abuse all over his face.
Seeing this, Xuanwu said a little regretfully: "Girl, you are really serious.
Look, I have such a good house, but I was tortured like this by you.
I was really angry, so I lost my hand."
"Besides, after all this beating, can you still let me beat you back?"
"How about you try" “I don’t have any desire to seek abuse.”
The two of them drank pure brew and chatted for a while.
It was not long.
The sky was covered with clouds and mist, and the green dragon rolled in the auspicious clouds and slowly landed.
"Brother, if you rush me in such a hurry, why don't you have a bold maniac who will take over your nest?"
As soon as Qinglong Fang landed on the ground, he began to tease Xuanwu.
"Well, the madman is right in front of you.
Not only did he raid my lair, but he also didn't intend to let go of your lair.
He's thinking about it."
Xuanwu glanced at Danfeng intentionally or unintentionally, his face full of meaning.
"Hey, you can't tell that Senior Xuanwu is quite funny."
Danfeng didn't feel any discomfort at all.
He stood up and saluted Qinglong generously: "Danfeng has met Senior Qinglong."
"Well, little girl, long time no see.
You have made great achievements in these years."
Qinglong looked at Danfeng and praised her.
"Senior is joking.
I've just caused trouble that I can't solve.
I've come to Senior Xuanwu for help.
I think it's too difficult for me to be an orphan and wander in this vast world of cultivation.
I'm being made trouble for everywhere, and I'm easily beaten.
If someone beats or scolds you, even if it is not serious, your life will be in danger.”
Danfeng spoke so pitifully, and her words were so emotional that she couldn't help but shed tears.
Xuanwu's eyes widened, and Qinglong smiled faintly at Fengyun.
He had not been with her for a long time, so he had some understanding of her naughty nature.
"Just tell me how you want me to help you."
Danfeng immediately turned around, his big eyes flashed with hope, his little mouth chirped, and Shunliuer's flattery jingled: "I've long heard that Senior Qinglong is bold and bold, with majesty and compassion, universal sufferings for all living beings, suffering Respected forever" "You have to tell the truth" "oh" Seeing that Qinglong Xuanwu looked unkind, Danfeng also obediently explained how to refine a trial tower, and then re-narrated it again.
"Isn't it just a broken trial tower?
Bring the materials."
"Ah, senior, didn't I find senior Xuanwu because I didn't have any materials?"
"Come here, you have completely plundered that old guy Xuanwu's cave.
With his family's wealth, let alone the trial tower, he can train ten or eight people."
"I'll go, this Qinglong is too good", Danfeng kept muttering in his heart, and he had to ask obediently: "Senior, I have to give you the details, right?"
"Phantom Stone, Void Stone, Flowing Fantasy Sand, Flying Cloud Wood, Jade Rock, Mithril, Refined Iron" Qinglong reported nearly a hundred kinds of refining materials in one go.
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Danfeng was dumbfounded when he heard it.
Thinking about it carefully, he had no choice but to Forget it, the trial tower is not a mortal thing after all, and it is inevitable that the refining materials will be many and complicated.
"That's not right, senior.
There are a lot of monsters and living creatures in the trial tower over there, serving as challenge targets in the trial."
Danfeng suddenly remembered this.
In the trial tower, almost every floor has living creatures to fight to improve the monks' actual combat ability, so he detailed the trial environment and objects on the first to ninth floors of the trial tower. narrate.
"The technique is poor.
No matter how many living creatures there are, if you can kill them all, no wonder they will be easily torn into pieces by you.
When I refine it again, you can try again.
Don't say that I underestimate you.
If you can pass If you get to the fifth or sixth level, you are considered capable."
"Then what do seniors plan to use to replace those living things?"
Although Danfeng knew that what he said was true, it was related to compensation matters, so he asked in detail so that he could give an explanation in the future.
"Of course it's an illusion.
Don't worry, even if it's an illusion, its strength will never be weaker."
"oh" Danfeng had no idea about the refining trial tower, so he took out the refining materials one by one.
He wanted to please Qinglong and learn from him, but he was kicked out.
He also gave him a serious lesson: "I want to fly before I learn how to walk.
Refining weapons is the same as practicing cultivation.
It also requires a solid foundation.
Before I can practice the treasure weapons, if I want to refine space magic weapons, I'm afraid it will be impossible."
The weapon is not perfected, but the foundation of the person is destroyed."
Hearing what he said, Danfeng couldn't help but curled his lips: "At least, the magic weapon we refined will have its weapon spirit long ago, okay?"
Of course, I could only murmur these words in my heart and wander around the beach boredly.
Qinglong was refining weapons in Xuanwu's mansion, and Xuanwu was also tinkering with something he didn't know.
Anyway, he looked very busy, so he didn't let him watch.
Maybe he was tired of her constant chatter, and he would ask questions in a novel way when he saw anything. , was finally driven out of the mansion by Xuanwu, and wandered on the seaside lamenting and sighing.
She was waiting everywhere.
She originally wanted to practice in space, but she was worried that she would miss the time.
The time-consuming and boring process made her extremely bored.
On a whim, I took out a piece of horizontal wood and started carving on the spot.
Unknowingly, I gradually entered a better state, listening to the majestic sound of the sea, and the carved object gradually took shape.
If I look closely, I can see that it is not the shadow of a blue dragon.
Every stroke of her sword and every painting contains a trace of Taoist charm, and a majestic and arrogant aura naturally emanates from her body.
At this time, what she depicts is the pride and pride of Qinglong when he came out of trouble.
Unyielding posture.
At this time, she was fully immersed in a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception of sculpture.
The pride of Qinglong was gradually taking shape on her fingertips.
She didn't know that at this time, the spiritual power in her body was disordered, and she was really...
The Qi flowed backwards, and the black sea set off rolling waves.
The small Nascent Soul had red eyes, and there was faint traces of blood flowing out of the small mouth.
As for Danfeng's body, her facial features were already gushing blood, and her face was pale.
However, she was unaware of all this, and all her mental thoughts were focused on which puppet in her hand.
As time went by, the puppet took shape, and the dragon shadow came to life.
At the last moment when she dropped the knife, a shocking dragon roar came out of the puppet, and then there was a shocking "bang" sound, which completely broke the coast.
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The peace of the earth.
Danfeng was thrown away on the spot and hit the ground hard.
The carving knife was still drawing pictures, but the person lost his charm because of this.
He was half in a coma, half in a trance, and even his facial features were somewhat deformed.
The puppet had long been blown to ashes, and her current true sign was a sign of being possessed.
Forcibly depicting the meaning of the blue dragon, that was what she could bear now.
Just her mental strength was far behind, and The meaning of wood carving is the basis of mental control. sjgsf0916: