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Ding Cong looked at this bowl-shaped magic weapon with a black and swarthy surface, uneven surface, and pits, and his face turned black again.

"What did this guy do before? Did he open a kiln factory? Why is it either a cup or a bowl!"

Yang Ling's face also darkened, and he couldn't help but say, "Do you want to, don't you want to pay me back?"

"Want ~ why not?" Ding Cong hurriedly hugged the small bowl in his arms, "Although it's ugly, it's also a magic weapon after all, isn't it?"

"This bowl is not for fighting?" Yang Ling said embarrassedly.

"What is that for?" Ding Cong asked curiously.

"Do you believe me that it can fly?" Yang Ling looked at the sky forty-five degrees, this magic weapon was still made by him by imitating the bowl that Xian Canglan had in the mine star cave, and a flying formation was embedded in it.

Ding Cong looked at the bowl in his hand with a solemn expression, and then carefully entered a trace of vitality, the bowl in his hand shook slightly, and sure enough, it slowly staggered up from his hand, and then fell to the ground with a "click" in Ding Cong's ghost scream.

"Haha,, high-end goods, it can really fly ......" Ding Cong couldn't help but pick up the small bowl, and then began to experiment again.

Yang Ling was speechless as he watched Ding Cong entertaining himself and controlling the small bowl to fly around the room, laughing from time to time with a ghost crying wolf.

Ten minutes later, Ding Cong's vitality was exhausted, and he sat down next to Yang Ling with an excited ass and stretched out a hand.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ling said with a few twitches from the corner of his eyes.

"Pills, pills that replenish vitality, bring them quickly!"

Yang Ling sighed and took out a few jade bottles, thought about it and took out two Yuan Energy Crystals and threw them to him together, "In the bottle is the Qi Transformation Pill, almost a week, which can promote cultivation, these two Yuan Energy Ores are to restore and replenish the Yuan Qi, and when the Yuan Qi is exhausted, you can take it in your hand to practice, which can speed up the replenishment." ”

After Ding Cong got these things, he then directly opened the Nine Xuan True Technique, and after a long time, he sat down cross-legged, squinted his eyes and said, "Yang Protector, the deity is going to practice now, please stay away from me!"

Away from your uncle!

Yang Ling kicked him to the ground, pointed to the room and said, "Get inside and practice!"

Ding Cong went to the room to practice in a gloomy manner, and Yang Ling leaned his head back on the sofa and began to be in a daze.

The way of cultivation, almost all depends on understanding, some methods of cultivation have been talked about by themselves, the rest depends on the understanding, it is definitely not possible to grow up by fattening all the time, especially advanced and breakthroughs, there is no opportunity, there is no understanding, it is basically impossible.

Yang Ling didn't take out the Yuan Scorpion Meat, just wanted to take advantage of the fact that he was still in the Demon Capital, so that Ding Cong could familiarize himself with the cultivation process of the Nine Xuan True Technique as soon as possible, otherwise even if he was urged to the Shenyuan Realm by himself with pills, he would still be a cultivation idiot, and it was estimated that he would not even be able to beat an ordinary Yuan Scorpion.

In Yang Ling's divine perception, in less than an hour, Ding Cong entered the cultivation state, Yang Ling nodded and then entered the system with a flash of his body.

Now that Ding Cong has also entered the Qi Cultivation Realm, Chu Yuan will soon also enter the Qi Cultivation Realm, and if he wants to bring the two of them to the Mine Star to fight with the Yuan Scorpion, the weapons must be prepared, otherwise holding a bowl that can only fly, the consequences are simply unpredictable, and it must be very miserable.

He made up the scene in his mind, Ding Cong happily sacrificed a black bowl-shaped magic weapon, shouted that the demon beast was killed, and then rushed up without hesitation to pick up the leak.

Yang Ling's face trembled palely

In that way, he directly waited to collect the corpse of the sixth child, and he didn't even need to collect the corpse, he directly chopped the scorpion to death and returned it to the earth to give it to Ding Cong's father and mother, and then told them that Ding Cong had been eaten by the demon beast, and by the way, he took it back and buried the demon beast after cremation.

Old Man Xian was staying in his Nine Refining Hall at this time, sitting on the ground with the beast tooth and pondering.

Yang Ling didn't bother him, but went to dig out a few low-rank Heavenly Star Trees with the thickness of his arms, sat down under the big tree and began to conceive, preparing to make a few first-order magic weapons first.

At this time, the yard is one square kilometer in size, and the ground grows a layer of flowers and plants about an inch under the light rain once a day, like a colorful carpet.

A flock of white birds loom in the mist from the whirlpool in the middle of the lake, and they all seem to stop on the rockery to play.

There was a pitch-black Tianxing wooden coffin on Yang Ling's side, which was extremely dazzling and full of an inappropriate atmosphere compared to the other things in the courtyard.

Yang Ling stared at the coffin and twitched a few times, then calmed down, picked up a Tianxing Wood and thought about it.

A few hours passed, and a thick layer of black sawdust fell on the ground in front of Yang Ling, and next to him, there were also six or seven long and short objects like knives, guns, and clubs.

These things are all first-order magic weapons without exception, and they are all embedded in a formation, but all of them are offensive formations, such as blades, yuan hammers, chaotic souls, divine thunder, and so on.

He patted the sawdust off his body, then picked up a wooden sword that was more than a foot long.

This wooden sword is similar to Oda Yukiko's, but it is more like the traditional Chinese sword style, with a short handle and two blades, and the pitch-black sword body is mixed with dots of golden dark stars, and it is also embedded in a bladed formation.

Yang Ling pondered for a long time, controlled the wooden sword to float in the air, and then raised the refining hammer, and a complex formation constructed of countless red lines slowly condensed and revealed.

This is a flying formation, in Yang Ling's heart, as an immortal-level character who has stepped into the Qi Cultivation Realm, the magic weapon used can't fly, it's too cheap.

Half a minute later, the three-dimensional flying formation had been fully formed, Yang Ling casually crushed a piece of Yuan Stone, a large amount of Yuan Qi poured into the formation, and the formation erupted into a burst of red light and slowly stabilized.

"Bang~!"

Yang Ling's solemn hand fell, and the three-dimensional light array was smashed into the flying sword by him, and at the same time, a large amount of divine soul aura burst out from his body, enveloping the wooden sword in it.

"Bang~"

Just when he felt a huge repulsive force coming out of the wooden sword, he picked up the refining hammer again without hesitation and smashed it down.

"Boom~"

A burst of red light flashed, and the originally somewhat unstable light array was completely smashed into the wooden sword by him, and then it flickered a few times before falling silent.

It worked!

Yang Ling couldn't help but throw down the refining hammer and grabbed the wooden sword in his hand, at this time, this wooden sword, there was an extra layer of water-like lines on the surface, sparsely falling as if it was natural, and there was no trace of artificial imprints.

It's not easy! Yang Ling stroked this first-order magic weapon that fused two formations, as if he was caressing his beloved woman, trembling with excitement, and tears were about to flow down. (To be continued.) )