"How can a ghost horse have this thing? No, how could this thing die if it was Kunpeng? Mu Baisheng was shocked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mu Baisheng remembered that he had some things about Kunpeng on the Internet in his previous life, and he was just curious to inquire at that time, but he didn't expect to see it in this life, although it was only the wings after death.

The name of Kunpeng is recorded in the ancient Taoist book "Zhuangzi Wandering", "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun." The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. ”

"Legend has it that Kunpeng is the morning dew of the eclipse of the sun, the essence of the moon, and returns to the sky after death, but now in this pair of wings, there is plenty of energy, and it doesn't look like it looks like after death at all, how can it look like a living thing?" Mu Baisheng pondered secretly.

He could clearly sense the huge coercion emanating from it, and this was only a pair of wings, if it was a real body, I am afraid that a single look would kill him. He held the Kunpeng wings in his hand for a long time before putting them down.

"Hehe, fancy this thing?" Onima laughed.

Mu Baisheng didn't hesitate, nodded in response, "Well, this is indeed a good thing, although I want it very much, but I find that in this way, it is very unfair to you." ”

"If it was before, there would be nothing that could have been exchanged for it from me, but as I said, with this thing of yours, these things are no longer worth mentioning in my eyes." Ghost Horse said.

"Y-You're really willing to swap?" Mu Baisheng hesitated and asked.

"Hmm!" Onima nodded.

"Okay, you wait, I'll help you refine." Mu Baisheng said solemnly.

He thought that he would exchange for something good, but he didn't expect it to be such a good treasure, collecting all the things scattered on the ground, and he didn't look at what the others were, as long as there were Kunpeng wings, it was enough.

Then facing the Motan Nuan Jade, the palm of his hand was covered with blood demon fire, and it suddenly slashed downward, and the Motan Nuan Jade was suddenly divided into two.

Before this, Mu Baisheng originally wanted to give the ghost horse only one-tenth of the size, but now that people are so sincere, Mu Baisheng is not good.

Although the ghost horse said that he couldn't use it, as the ghost horse said, their respective things had a great attraction to each other, so Mu Baisheng directly took off half of the Motan warm jade, sat cross-legged and began to refine.

In fact, refining is not a difficult thing, this piece of Motan warm jade itself does not need to be refined, it can be worn directly, but such a large piece is too much of a hindrance, Mu Baisheng just slightly trimmed the appearance.

With his control of his strength, the strength of his divine sense, it was no problem to carve a jade, and after a while, a small ghost horse image appeared, and then Mu Baisheng attached the blood demon fire to it and suspended it in midair.

The two-handed magic tricks were played frequently, and they all did not enter the Motan warm jade, and an hour later, Mu Baisheng withdrew the flames, stretched out his hand, and the Motan warm jade in front of him turned into the size of a palm and appeared in his hand.

He handed it to the ghost horse and said, "It's okay, just wear it on your body." ”

The blue light flashed in the ghost horse's one-eye, and the piece of Motan warm jade that was the same as his own floated in front of him, and asked, "You just entered the seal to make it smaller?" ”

Mu Baisheng walked in front of the remaining half of the Motan warm jade, cut off another half, and said: "I just punched a few small formations into it, one is the reinforcement formation, which can keep it from breaking, the second is the Qiankun formation, which can be freely enlarged and reduced, and the third is the hidden formation, to prevent other people's prying eyes, and the truth that wealth is not exposed, you should know, although you don't know it, it is difficult to keep other demon clans to recognize it, and it is not very pleasant to be coveted!" ”

Then Mu Baisheng taught the ghost horse the seal that controlled the change in the size of the warm jade in Motan, and began to refine it for himself.

"Thank you!" The ghost horse said with his head slightly lowered.

"It's okay, when I finish refining my own, I will divide the blood demon fire with you, after all, you have already helped me take the phoenix egg!" Mu Baisheng said.

The ghost horse didn't say much, and attached his piece of Motan warm jade to the bottom of his neck, at this time Mu Baisheng noticed that under the fur under its neck, there was actually a palm-sized blue scale, and the ghost horse directly pressed this piece of warm jade on this scale, and then the fur trembled, and there was no abnormality outside, and then he lay on the ground, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Mu Baisheng wondered in his heart, "This ghost horse is not a scaly creature, how can there be scales, is it possible to reverse the scales?" Aren't all dragons with reverse scales, what scales do you have for a unicorn! He withdrew his gaze and began to concentrate on refining.

Mu Baisheng didn't carve this piece of warm jade for himself, but just polished the edge slightly, making it look like a safety buckle, and then a few seals were punched out, and it was announced that it was completed, and he spent 3000 points in the system to exchange for a string that was constantly pulling, although it was very expensive, but Mu Baisheng was now rich and rich, and he didn't care.

And this rope is also a famous magic weapon - tying immortal rope. In "Journey to the West", Sun Monkey could not escape its binding, but now Mu Baisheng uses it as a lanyard for pendants.

After putting it on, Mu Baisheng suddenly felt clear in his brain, and he also felt that his spirit was slowly improving.

If his soul is compared to a water-deficient sponge, and Motan Warm Jade is an inexhaustible pool of clear water, which is constantly replenished for this sponge, making the sponge heavier and heavier.

Although the speed is extremely slow, so slow that it is impossible to detect, it cannot be sustained.

Mu Baisheng is very satisfied with this effect, in this way, sooner or later, the power of his divine soul will have a qualitative leap, and this slow improvement can also make his control of the divine soul more handy, so that he will not improve too much at one time and will not be able to adapt to it.

Putting away the remaining one-quarter of the Motan Warm Jade, Mu Baisheng said to the ghost horse: "Come on, give you the Blood Demon Fire, so that we can be regarded as clearing up the previous matter." ”

The ghost horse looked up.

Mu Bai's business thought of it, and a hair-sized strand of blood demon fire appeared, suspended at his fingertips, after Mu Baisheng extracted this wisp of fire, his face was also slightly pale, after all, this thing was already connected to his mind, and now it was forcibly separated, which made his body feel uncomfortable.

However, Mu Baisheng didn't stop, gritted his teeth violently, and the wisp of demon fire directly levitated, turning into a blood-red mist-like flower the size of a fingernail, and then floated towards the ghost horse.

Mu Baisheng's voice was a little weak and said, "Okay, now that this flame is an ownerless thing, you can refine it." ”

Seeing Mu Baisheng look like this, the ghost horse was also slightly moved in his heart, although the two of them didn't really help each other at first, but after this short time together, the relationship between the two has surpassed the relationship of cooperation.

The ghost horse bowed his head again, thanked him solemnly, and then shot out a blue energy in his eyes, wrapped the flames, and began to refine!