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I don't know what material the fire tripod is, it is carved with a dragon and a fire phoenix, the inscriptions are cast all over, and there is a fist-sized hole at the bottom, and a blue and red flame bursts out of it.

The flame is the earth fire that is drawn from the leyline, the temperature is scorching, it was originally a golden fire, but it turned cyan through the giant tripod amplification, and the temperature is even more terrifying!!

Tang Xian held his breath and concentrated, and according to the instructions of the little silkworm, he threw all the precious materials into the fire tripod.

"Chongshan stone, Chongshan stone is the main material of the town prison monument, the largest weight, it should be put in first."

Tang Xian nodded, and threw the heavy mountain stone in the storage bag into the fire tripod. The fire is surging with flames, like a swimming dragon, swallowing the heavy mountain stone in one bite and slowly digesting it.

"Quick, dripping into the essence blood."

Seeing the heavy mountain stone slowly melt into a puddle of dark liquid, Tang Xian hurriedly forced out a drop of essence blood and dripped it into the fire tripod.

The blood concentration is extremely high, like a glazed jadeite, it did not evaporate instantly, but perfectly integrated into the heavy mountain stone, which is really weird.

"Bloodstone, Akashi ,,,,,,"

The steps were orderly, and Tang Xian meticulously completed every step under the guidance of the silkworm.

As the materials gradually entered, a dark liquid hung on the cyan flame, and it was completely those precious materials that were melted and mixed up by the flames.

"This fire tripod is not bad, it is a magic weapon."

The little silkworm gave a rare sigh of admiration, but he was very satisfied with this fire tripod.

Tang Xian nodded, holding his breath and concentrating, preparing for the next step.

This fire tripod is one of the magic weapons of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and it is a treasure of alchemy refiners.

On weekdays, it is placed on the mouth of the fire veins of this place, and what is engraved is a small treasure ban that increases the fire power and temperature, but it is similar to the small treasure ban that Tang Xian sold to the Treasure Pavilion.

It's just that one acts on supernatural powers, and the other acts on the leylines.

This fire tripod is really terrifying, every earth fire that passes through the fire tripod, the temperature and strength are enhanced by this treasure tripod, and it is even more time-saving and labor-saving to refine things.

"The Valley of Hundred Flowers is also willing to lease this magic weapon to the monks." Tang Xian thought to himself and grinned slightly, "Aren't you afraid of being snatched away?" ”

Thinking about it, Tang Xian hurriedly shook his head again, denying himself.

"Not to mention the power of the Hundred Flowers Valley in Yingzhou, just the defensive small treasure forbidden of this Treasure Pavilion, plus that defensive magic weapon pearl, where can the ordinary spirit seed realm dare to be presumptuous?"

In fact, what Tang Xian thought about was in the hands of Baihua Valley, but Baihua Valley obviously thought more than Tang Xian thought.

First of all, as Tang Xian said, the Treasure Pavilion is not to say that it is not leaky in defense, and the general spirit seed realm is also helpless. And in the entire Yingzhou, how many people are in the realm of unity?

Secondly, putting the baby tripod in the treasure pavilion for lease is not a thought of showing strength. It's like a defensive magic weapon suspended in the sky above the Treasure Pavilion!! The magic weapon of defending the pearl needs people to instill vitality anytime and anywhere, and the three spirit monks work back and forth every day to instill vitality into the pearl and maintain the operation of the magic weapon. How can it be exciting? But it's just to deter those who covet the net worth of Hundred Flowers Valley!!

Moreover, the Treasure Pavilion is the best fire vent in the Hundred Flowers Valley. Putting this fire tripod magic weapon here can give full play to his role, and he can also continue to refine himself with firepower, removing the false and retaining the true.

Of course, many of the considerations of the Hundred Flowers Valley have nothing to do with Tang Xian. And Tang Xian didn't bother to ponder the deep meaning of Baihua Valley's approach, because refining weapons had reached the most critical time!!

In the fire tripod, the original large pool of liquid became one-third of the original.

It turned out to be those impurities, which were refined into exhaust gas by fire!!

Theoretically, as long as the flame reaches a certain temperature, there is nothing that cannot be burned, not water!!

Tang Xian held his breath and concentrated, and his mind was highly concentrated.

The mouth opened slightly, and the town prison monument with a little red flew out of Tang Xian's mouth and landed in the giant ding.

Tang Xian waved a pair of jade hands, which seemed to be chaotic, but it was secretly in line with a certain law.

This is the refining technique that the silkworm handed over to Tang Xian, which is not very mysterious and high-end, but it is also a high-grade mainstream technique.

"I don't know where the silkworm learned the methods of so many human monks."

Tang Xian thought about this problem more than once, and then thought about how the little silkworm said that he was also an old demon who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and he was relieved to be well-informed.

The recipe is constantly changing, driving the vitality around it. It was like two jade ribbons crossing the water, driving ripples in all directions.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was surging wildly, and the Aoki Yuan Qi in Tang Xian's body also exploded without reservation.

The vast vitality turned into a vitality hand, or a vitality sledgehammer, constantly stirring and fusing the prison monument and those materials and liquids.

The temperature inside the fire tripod was terrifying, and the prison monument was about to melt, Tang Xian burst into a shout, releasing his vitality without reservation.

At the same time, the big hand of vitality continued to squeeze those materials into the Prison Monument, strengthening the quality of the Prison Monument.

At this time, the Hell Monument was also between the virtual and the real, soaked in a mass of precious materials and liquids, constantly being invaded and strengthened.

As time passed, beads of sweat appeared on Tang Xian's forehead.

This is a sign of detachment!!

With Tang Xian's leakless jade body, he was about to be unable to hold on!!

The consumption level of Tang Xian's true qi has also reached a terrifying level, but fortunately, there are still some Yuan Dan in the storage bag.

Tang Xian was like an evil ghost, and took out a handful of Yuan Dan, which had more than 100 grains, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Rumble!!

Yuan Dan turned into a terrifying and vast burst of vitality, nourishing and supporting Tang Xian's dantian that was about to dry up.

As the liquid of the material was fused, the size of the Prison Monument did not change in any way.

Tang Xian was overjoyed.

Under the urging of the silkworm, the essence blood was constantly forced out and integrated into the refining of materials.

The dripping of essence blood is to make the connection between the Prison Monument and Tang Xian more perfect. After all, the natal magic weapon must be constantly communicated with it with essence blood.

Although only at the level of the spiritual treasure can the magic weapon be regarded as having a mind. However, through his own essence and blood, the monk can make his natal weapon produce a weak spirituality, which is more like an arm.

The Hell Monument in the Fire Ding was like a sponge, wantonly absorbing the liquid made of those precious materials.

The temperature inside the fire tripod was extremely high, and the Hell Monument couldn't withstand such a terrifying temperature, and it turned into a soft, jelly-like existence.

Tang Xian grinned, endured deep tiredness, and watched as the Prison Monument fused all the materials in the Ding into his own body.

"It's finally done, and it's time for the inscription."

Tang Xian exhaled deeply, and hurriedly held his breath and concentrated, preparing to engrave the inscription on the prison stele!!

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