"This sword material is good."

"However, the magnetic force of the Xuanmagnetic Spirit Iron is too strong, and it must be wrapped in cloth to cover it, you open it and see if it fits."

After all, he is a veteran foundation building monk, and his heart is not bad.

Without the deterrence of Long Wei, the refiner quickly regained his composure, without the slightest appearance of timidity before.

Lifting the cloth, a bright sword body was revealed.

There is no hilt, the abdomen is hollow, and the intricate pattern is not half a point, showing the skillful skill of the forger.

Jing Qing tried to insert the Qingfeng Sword, which was not big or small, just right.

"Well, that's good, how many hedrons."

Dancing a few times, the weight is also very smooth, there is no major problem, Jing Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"20,000 spars, that's the best price."

The alchemist raised a finger.

Nodding, Jing Qing casually took out the storage bag.

A few pale golden pieces of wood were taken out of it and placed on the table.

The refiner's eyes lit up, and he picked up a spirit weapon made of refined gold, aimed it at the wood, and slashed it with a sword.

With a "clang", the spirit soldier bounced up, leaving a small mark on the wood.

"Xenomorph Spirit Tree Zhongjin, I didn't expect you to have such a rare thing."

"One such plant is worth 10,000 spars, but unfortunately, although this plant is as hard as iron and quite spiritual, it is naturally afraid of fire and difficult to forge into a vessel."

The refiner shook his head regretfully.

Jing Qing smiled and said nothing.

He naturally knew the characteristics of gold in the wood.

If it is not allowed by fire, it will naturally not be refined with fire.

If you don't know how to refine a rare alchemy technique like water refining, you can only slowly use your own spiritual power essence to refine it into a tool.

With this kind of patience, only stubborn sword cultivators can have.

Therefore, although it is rare, the value is not high.

The spirit object arrived at the spar, and the money and goods were cleared.

Jing Qing put away the sword and came to the vicinity of the library pavilion to deliver the task.

During his time in the back mountains, although he did not specifically look for the spiritual materials needed for the mission.

But when Jin Yu was playing, he killed a lot of spirit beasts, and when he got out of the ice cave, he killed many spirit beasts and obtained a lot of spirit beast materials.

Calculations and calculations, but more than a dozen small tasks have been completed.

Delivering the task spirit object, Jing Qing exchanged for a hundred Bigu pills, and processed the rest of the spirit materials to obtain thousands of spars.

Jing Qing bought some tiger bone spirit wine for body training.

As well as a ten-year jar of Qilu Returning Yang Wine and a number of wine-making materials, he walked towards his own courtyard.

"According to the refiner, the strength of my divine soul now is about twice that of an ordinary monk." "But according to my estimates, after absorbing the soul power of those spirit beasts, the divine soul should be more than three times stronger."

"My qualifications are really bad enough."

"But now that I have successfully built the foundation, and the upper limit of the soul power of the divine soul has also increased, I should be able to absorb the soul power again, strengthen the divine soul, and take the comprehension and wisdom to a higher level, which is also beneficial to my cultivation of the Great Zhou Tian Sword Technique."

Walking along the path, an hour later, Jingqing returned to the courtyard.

Stepping into the small courtyard, Jin Yu flapped his wings and returned to his spiritual nest.

The purple electricity on the surface of the body blends with the flames, and with the help of the formation of the spirit nest, it absorbs the spirit of thunder and fire that is floating in the outside world and consolidates its cultivation.

Jing Qing was stunned, although because of the spirit array, there was no dust in the courtyard.

But his keen perception made him feel that in this once very lively courtyard, there was no popularity at all, and it became lifeless.

"Is Fluttershy out? Or is there something else. ”

Jing Qing walked into the room and saw the rosewood table facing the door at first glance.

In the most conspicuous place on the wooden table, a white jade slip was placed.

As she steps forward, Fluttershy sees the information she left behind in her mind.

Senior Brother Jing, sister is going out for a while, going to break through the ladder, waiting for us to return victoriously, hum, after passing the level, I must have comprehended the artistic conception to build the foundation, and the first thing I will do when the time comes is to beat Yulin, and then let you call Sister willingly, practice hard, don't worry about me.

Sister Tang Xiaodie stayed.

"What are you doing?"

"The messages are messy, and who can read them except me."

After reading the book, Jing Qing was stunned for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and laughed very happily.

"It's okay, during this time, I will work hard to cultivate, and when the time comes, I will see if I call you Senior Sister or you call me Senior Brother."

Putting away the jade slip, Jing Qing took out the spiritual soil essence obtained from the back mountain, took out a part, and sprinkled it in the spiritual field.

Suddenly, the tender green seedlings and leaves of the Linggu have a little more green and tender luster, and the ears of wheat that have grown into the beginning are fragrant, very fresh and natural.

"I didn't expect the effect of this spiritual soil essence to be so good, and the results were immediate."

With some amazement in his heart, Jing Qing strode to the Qingling Spring in the courtyard.

Take out the three jars of spirit wine purchased in the sect bazaar, unseal the wine jar, and pour the two jars of tiger bone spirit wine into the spring.

The aroma of the wine is pervasive, and the clear liquor melts into the spring.

"Qingling Spring has the characteristics of not being polluted, clean and pure, watering the Spirit Valley, washing away the dust, retaining beneficial substances, and allowing the Spirit Valley to thrive."

"It is a medicine with three points of poison, pour the tiger bone spirit wine into the spring, the harmful substances in it will be removed with the flow of water, and the remaining medicinal power can make the effect of physical training better."

"However, this method can't be used too much, and you can't vainly try to wash away the high-grade elixir spirit wine, otherwise the spirit spring can't afford it, and it will lose its effectiveness and become an ordinary spring like the ice spirit spring transformed by the water spirit vein in the ice cave."

That's what I'm going to do.

Jing Qing opened the ten-year-old Seven Spirits Returning Yang Wine again, and threw the three scorpion tails of the scorpion-tailed beast into it.

Seven Spirits Returning Yang Liquor is made with 300 kinds of positive spiritual materials, with a unique wine-making technique, which has the effect of expelling dead qi and enhancing vitality.

A sip of wine can make a dying person live a few more moments.

Those three scorpion tails, although they are not natural treasures, are the essence of the fourth-order scorpion-tailed beast.

The important Cheng dù, second only to the three Yuan Qi Poison Beads devoured by Jin Yu, contained a large amount of Yang Qi and a faint toxicity.

Soaking the Seven Spirits in the Seven Spirits Returning Yang Wine with a scorpion tail can add three points to the potency of the liquor.

Some of the wine-making materials purchased were ground into powder according to the amount introduced in the book, and thrown into the wine jar one by one.

Jing Qing casually dug a pit in the corner of the wall, sealed the wine, and threw it in.

Filling in the spiritual soil, Jing Qing muttered:

"That's it, anyway, the materials for making wine are all popular things, even if they can't increase the potency of the wine, they won't drink the dead anyway."

"Probably."

With an unreliable mentality, Jing Qingjing walked into the meditation room of cultivation.

Consciousness sank into the sea of knowledge, through guòOuroboros celestial pattern, into the boundless sea of blood.

Hundreds of spirit beast souls drifted with the tide in the sea of blood.

"Cultivation, let's start."

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