Sixty-two Shen Biwu Golden Sword Refining weapons is not something to be done in a hurry.
Ye Kong suppressed the impatience in his heart and began to put in the black gold bit by bit, dissolving them bit by bit.
Each time he only dared to add a small amount, just pinch it with his thumb and fingers. of a handful.
When Ye Kong was refining the magic weapon, Qiu Guofeng had been watching from the side.
He felt that this master was really magical.
Naturally he didn't understand so many materials, but he knew that it was unimaginable to refine the magic weapon at the fifth level of foundation building.
I'm afraid if I tell others, they won't believe it.
But he did it.
In comparison, Qiu Guofeng's cultivation is much simpler.
He just eats enough spiritual stones every day and then lies there waiting for digestion.
He felt that his golden elixir and the Xilangjing had begun to merge.
He did not resist.
He felt the power of the Xilangjing.
He believed that when this thing evolved, its power would be very powerful.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Kong was refining the Wujin powder every day for three full months before he refined all the Wujin powder into a liquid state.
Ye Kong was refining weapons with peace of mind.
The four monks outside were tired of guarding.
They had all reached the level of Nascent Soul stage.
Without the master's permission, they did not dare to practice, so they stayed outside the formation every day.
I can't sit still.
"Hey, Zhenjun Wu Yilong, do you think this kid won't hide in there and practice for hundreds of years?"
A white-haired old man said irritably.
The Nascent Soul monk named Wu Yilong smiled and said, "Why, Lord Baisong, you can't wait any longer?"
True Lord Baisong was the old man.
He sighed and said: "Among the four of us, I am the oldest.
I have been here for almost 20,000 years. 20,000 years.
I really don't know how I can live for so long."
Wu Yilong's expression condensed and he asked: "Zhenjun Baisong, could it be you?"
Old man Bai Song didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "Yes, I feel that my longevity is about to end.
After all, we are human beings, not immortal holy demons."
Another Nascent Soul Master named Xiao Xin interjected: "Old Bai, don't worry, I heard my master say last time that they can have a secret method called attracting demons into the body, and they can take part of the holy demons from the master's body.
Transplanting clan blood into human bodies can also greatly increase longevity. " The old man Bai Song shook his head and sighed: "The blood of the Holy Demon Race is so precious.
How can we enjoy it?
And it will hurt the master.
The master will never hurt himself because of this."
Wu Yilong smiled and said, "Don't worry too much.
Didn't you see how nervous the Holy Demon Master named Leng Chi is about this kid?
If we can successfully catch this kid, maybe Master Leng Chi will make us happy when he is happy."
The master lured demons into our bodies.”
Old man Bai Song sighed, "I'm just worried that this kid won't survive.
It's been more than a year and there's been no movement at all."
The monk who had been silent until now smiled and said: "We are anxious, but in fact he is not in a hurry to figure it out.
Yang actually has a plan."
Immediately, the other three Nascent Soul monks sent spiritual messages, "Master Yang Qiang, tell me what your plan is.
You and I will definitely capture this kid alive if we work together."
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Although there are four people guarding the formation, there is also intrigue among them.
Everyone wants to get the biggest share of the credit.
If Lord Leng Chi appreciates it, wouldn't it be more satisfying to be Lord Leng Chi's slave than to be the slave of other ordinary adults?
many Yang Qiang chuckled, you want to take the credit from me, no way, I just want to trick you away, and then I will get the credit alone.
A little real person who built the fifth floor of the foundation, isn't it enough for me alone?
Yang Qiang immediately told the other three people his plan one by one.
In his opinion, Ye Kong who was hiding inside was frightened by the four Nascent Souls, so the best way was to lure the snake out of the hole.
The actual operation was to remove the trap, and then the other three people left one after another, leaving only Yang Qiang, who had the lowest level of cultivation.
Of course, the other three people also have merit, that is, they are hiding outside, and as soon as Ye Kong comes out, Yang Qiang calls them.
Yang Qiang said to the three people respectively, "Don't worry, I will call you first when the time comes."
The three Nascent Soul Lords thought that it was fine.
If they couldn't choose the first place for merit, but they could choose the second place, that would be good.
It would be better than waiting like this endlessly.
Ye Kong could not hear these discussions.
They were all talking through sound transmission and would not be heard by Ye Kong.
In fact, even if they spoke loudly, Ye Kong couldn't hear him.
He had reached a critical moment in refining the magic weapon, so how could he care about the outside world?
Looking at the completely burned Wujin, it looks like a ball of pitch black ink, but the surface is glowing with white brilliance.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are countless golden lights in the black.
Those golden lights are very small, but they are the most effective among Wujin. supplies.
When Ye Kong saw that the time was up, he quickly threw the ten thousand-year-old sunken wood into the wood.
The ten thousand-year-old sunken wood melted when exposed to fire, so fast that Ye Kong was a little surprised.
He quickly put down the Bi Beast Inner Elixir again.
Other materials can still be found after they are broken, but if the Bi Beast Inner Pill is destroyed, it will be difficult to find it.
Ye Kong's heart is in his throat.
"It's done" I saw that the inner elixir of the green beast and the ten thousand-year-old wood were all mixed together with the melted black gold, and the black liquid also became gray-white.
After another round of refining, the liquid became more and more The whiter it becomes, the brighter it becomes, emitting a silvery luster.
If you look closely, there are countless golden highlights like stars in the silvery white, which is very gorgeous and magical.
Ye Kong did not dare to drag, and quickly put the sword blank into the center of the liquid.
He heard a sizzling sound, and countless tiny bubbles emerged from the silver liquid covering the sword blank.
Ye Kong knew that this was the sword blank exhaling air.
There were countless tiny pores in the sword blank, holes invisible to the naked eye.
When the air in the holes was exhausted, the silver liquid formed by the inner elixir of black gold, sunken wood, and green beasts was melted.
It will fill in, cover the surface of the flying sword, and merge with the sword blank, and finally the flying sword will be successful.
Another day later, in the space of Pipa Pearl, I suddenly heard the crisp sound of a sword, and at the same time, several rays of silver light shot out, illuminating this small world.
After a flash of silver light, it disappeared instantly, like a bolt of lightning that disappeared after it flashed.
The light was gone, but the sword was there.
The sword was about three inches long, lying in the palm of my hand.
There was a silver light floating on the surface that flowed back and forth on the blade from time to time.
However, in the silver light, there seemed to be a golden brilliance.
Look carefully. , but the golden light is gone again.
"Shen Biwu Golden Sword Success" Ye Kong was overjoyed.
With a thought in his mind, he opened his mouth and swallowed the three-inch sword into his belly.
He opened his mouth again, and the Shen Biwu Golden Sword blurted out, flying above his head like a living thing
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