was floating, and Han Feng suddenly sent another message: "By the way, little guy, throw your broken knife over." My Uncle Han's little brother actually used this kind of garbage as a weapon, which is really embarrassing. ”

Ali paused, and his heart couldn't help but be a little blocked, but he still untied the war knife from his waist as he said, ran a few steps forward, and carefully handed over the war knife with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Lord Han Feng, this is the war knife that my grandfather specially built for me with good fine iron." I ......"

Although he didn't finish speaking, the few traces of sadness and nostalgia contained in them were enough for Han Feng to understand what he meant.

"Ahem, okay. Don't worry, I'm just helping you refine this knife and improve its quality, and it won't be damaged. Han Feng's appreciation for Ali, the newly acquired little brother, increased a little more. Although it is a common indifference in the world of cultivating immortals, respecting the elders of the sect and respecting the way of teachers is the most basic moral code for immortal cultivators.

Han Feng didn't say more, and his soul floated forward while sacrificing a dark green soul fire to scorch the suspended battle knife.

Ali, who followed closely, was cautiously vigilant of the movements in the dense forest around him, and at the same time stared at his precious war knife shrouded in strange flames with a little worry from time to time, his mouth squirmed a few times, but finally closed it.

But as he walked, Ali seemed to sense something was wrong. It seems that I have been ignoring something along the way. The crisp chirping of the birds in the surrounding woods is endless, and since it has already been out of the territory of the Wind Shadow Fox, these noisy bird calls are the best alarm when there is no new territory occupied by the demonic beasts. But there is one more subtle sound that is most accustomed and often heard, and that is the sound of quacking insects sucking leaves.

Three years of living in this dark forest have made Ali develop the habit of always being vigilant and paying attention to the movements around him. The most common and common sounds in the Dark Forest were the chirping of the lara birds and the feeding of the quacking insects, which was the best warning before Ali discovered the danger. Once these two sounds have disappeared, it means that there is danger that the place is approaching or has already approached.

But now there is only the chirping of the lara birds, and the faint feeding sound of the quack insects is gone. What's going on? Ali couldn't help but be puzzled.

After careful and careful observation, Ali finally discovered the cause of the anomaly - it was a medicine jar that flew back and forth around Han Feng's soul. As long as he looked carefully with his eyes, Ali found that in addition to being busy killing some low-level demonic beasts and collecting various medicinal herbs, there were occasionally faint finger-sized green shadows flashing around the medicine jar. If Ali's eyes hadn't been sharpened in the Dark Forest, he wouldn't have been able to detect this phenomenon.

Apparently, Ali had guessed that the jar was sucking up all the quack bugs that were scattered around the woods. It's no wonder I can't hear the sounds of quacking insects eating leaves. But what is the use of these quacks, which are the most common and abundant in the Dark Forest? Ali was even more puzzled.

Han Feng didn't think these quacks were useless. These most common and common little insects are rare treasures for purifying elixirs in Han Feng's eyes.

Quack insects have a peculiarity: because they do not have sharp teeth, they usually secrete some less corrosive liquid from their mouths when they eat, and the leaves are first corroded and melted into sap before they are sucked. After they suck and digest the sap of these leaves, they only absorb some of the aura and impurities contained on them, but most of the plant essence is excreted.

Han Feng's powerful and keen soul sense was enough for him to clearly perceive the characteristic of the quack insect that it sucks and digests plant impurities and nutrients, but can excrete plant essence. This discovery made Han Feng secretly happy. You must know that the purification of drugs is a very cumbersome and complicated thing that consumes a lot of time, energy and energy.

Even if Han Feng used his soul fire to refine, after consuming a large amount of his soul energy, the amount of medicine that could be purified would not be too much. Moreover, whether it is a soul fire, an ordinary flame, or a high-grade Danhuo, in the process of smelting and purifying, it will cause a lot of loss to the essence of the medicine itself. In particular, many of the precious ingredients in the elixir are likely to be lost due to the increase in temperature during purification.

Of course, if it was in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, Han Feng would naturally be able to use various pre-refined Dan furnaces, magic weapons, utensils, or some unique techniques to reduce the loss of this essence. But this is a strange human world. Han Feng can't get these kinds of conditions now. And this is also likely to cause Han Feng's elixir purification and refining effects to become very bad in many cases.

But now with this all-natural nature purification creature, the quack worm is different. As long as Han Feng can feed and use these most ordinary little insects to digest and purify a large number of elixirs, it will not only save the time, energy and energy required for purifying a large number of medicines, but also retain the essence of the elixir to the greatest extent possible.

And what made Han Feng even happier was that this precious little insect could be said to be everywhere in this dark forest. As long as the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar absorbs a large number of quack worms, these small worms can be conceived and nourished in the medicine jar. With the nourishing effect of the medicine jar itself, and the help of a large amount of aura contained in it, it is presumable that these insects can not only survive well, but also have the possibility of improvement.

It's just that it seems that he has to pay more attention to collecting some pure aura for the Ten Thousand Medicine Spirit Jar. The aura in the pot of ten thousand medicines is the foundation for storing and nourishing medicines. And these auras are not generated out of thin air by medicine jars. The medicine jar absorbs and purifies all kinds of energy to the outside world at all times, so as to transform it into its own aura and store it.

However, this way of absorbing and transforming external energy to replenish the aura is too slow, and once the number of cherished elixirs or creatures stored in the medicine jar increases, the aura in the medicine jar is likely to be insufficient to maintain consumption. If you are in the fairy world, you don't have to worry about this. The immortal qi that overflows everywhere in the fairy world does not need to undergo any transformation, just absorb as much as you want.

Alas, what a nuisance. Han Feng has a headache, and now there are more and more problems that he needs to solve urgently.

The silver sword light flashed in mid-air, and Ali carefully stretched out his left hand to take the refined war knife thrown by Han Feng. As soon as he got his hands on it, Ali felt that the weight of his war knife seemed to become a little lighter. Hurriedly looked down carefully.

The originally shiny blade was now obviously one size smaller, but the more dazzling cold light that flashed silver on it made Ali feel that his sword was more condensed, strong, and sharp. Although the weight of the war knife was a little lighter than before, Ali inexplicably felt more at his disposal.

Ali couldn't help but exert force with his left hand, but with a wave, a brilliant silver light shone in mid-air, but surprisingly he couldn't hear a trace of wind. The blade cut through the air, but there was no sound of wind. And with a wave, Ali's figure shifted slightly. This is the wielding of the war knife is too easy, but I feel a little uncomfortable.

With a burst of joy in his heart, Ali immediately started his posture, and the sword light shone everywhere around him. As a martial artist, the proficiency of the weapons in the hand must be mastered in the first place.

Han Feng on the side felt a burst of disdain in his heart: According to Ali's grandfather, a war knife made of fine iron? The best fine iron of bullshit is just a hundred steels in the ordinary human world. However, the purity of this fine iron is higher than that of 100 steels. It is estimated that the purity of iron ore in this human world is very good in itself.

Han Feng felt a little distressed that he had spent so much soul energy in order to refine this battle knife. You must know that the energy required to refine a war knife made of stainless steel and the bone knife in the undead realm is not an order of magnitude at all. Steel is much denser than bone, and it is naturally more difficult to remove impurities from it, and it naturally consumes more soul energy.

What's more, since Han Feng has refined weapons for his newly acquired little brother, he naturally can't be stingy. In addition to the fact that the war knife in Ali's hand was refined by Han Feng with soul fire, which caused its own quality to improve, Han Feng also spent a lot of soul energy to use the refining method in the immortal cultivation world to burn the auxiliary sharp technique into the battle knife.

Of course, after this simple auxiliary spell burning and soul fire refining, the war knife in Ali's hand was still not even the lowest-level magic weapon. But Han Feng can't do it either. Now he is only the storage of the soul body, and the refining tools are all soul fire, and all he consumes is his precious soul energy.

If Han Feng could have a physical body now, as long as he slightly condensed the most ordinary and lowest-level Danhuo, then refining it would not only be faster and more convenient, but it would also consume only the spiritual energy that could be absorbed anywhere. Han Feng was also sure that he would refine the war knife in Ali's hand into a top-grade immortal cultivation weapon. Now that this condition, hey, there are no other auxiliary refining materials and utensils at hand, and one qiē can only be satisfied.

But even so. Ali already loved the new refining sword in his hand. He also found that his battle knife, which had been refined by Han Feng, was not only at least two levels higher in quality, but at least comparable to a high-quality war knife made of fine black iron. And this war knife is waving, which always makes Ali have a strange feeling, as if the blade of this war knife contains a strange energy, making this war knife more sharp and sharp.

It's just that Ali repeatedly poured his holy light fighting qi into the war knife, but in addition to making the sword light of the war knife appear more shiny, he didn't find any other signs of magic. This made Ali, who had always thought that this war knife had been refined into a magic war knife by Han Feng, even more surprised. Could the strange energy that appeared on the blade be your own delusion? Ali couldn't help but wonder.