Chapter 47. Sacrifice the natal magic weapon
With his hands lightly, he took seven points of the spirit wood, wrapped it with spiritual fire, and finally began the first step of refining and purifying, the spirit wood was the root system of the world tree, and the first step of smelting alone took several days.
At this time, Danfeng was already sweating, his little face was gray, and he was taking the elixir from time to time.
Just when the spirit wood was completely dissolved and purified, the vitality of the wood was skillfully injected, which was the most critical step, a fist-sized, dark green liquid mass continued to roll and condense, as if it had suddenly recovered its vitality.
Danfeng quickly pinched the trick, injected the Fa Jue into it, and sealed it into the jade box that had already been prepared.
Raise your hand to wipe the beads of sweat from your forehead, and shout: "It's not easy"! Take out a few spirit stones and place them under your body, and your luck will be restored.
When he was in a good state, he placed the Vermilion Bird Feather in the air and ejected the spiritual fire to wrap it, but at this moment, a soft sound pierced the sky, and the fire on the feather counterattacked, and the two phases were anxious and contended.
Danfeng was sweating profusely, trying his best to control the spiritual fire, raising his hand to take out the Vermilion Bird essence blood in the jade bottle, and pinching the trick into the feathers.
As soon as the essence blood and Ling Yu Fang fused, it seemed that suddenly the supple and well-behaved Ren Linghuo burned, which could be counted, and Ling Yu Fang had traces of melting, and suddenly the rebound intensified, Danfeng was not well prepared, and was suddenly eaten by it.
There was a swelling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", all of which were not in the karmic fire.
The karmic fire suddenly rose, and it was not controlled by Danfeng, and the matter of burning all things was to incinerate Ling Yu.
"It's broken", Danfeng was in a hurry, the lotus fingers pinched again and again, and the fire control technique followed one after another into the spiritual fire, and finally controlled it.
Just a little control of the fire, let it scorch Ling Yu, Ling Yu resisted violently, gradually became soft, has always been reduced to refining materials, does not have more spirituality, and finally under the fierce attack of karmic fire. Gradually, it began to melt.
Outside the cave, Suzaku was wandering, and Fang heard Ling Yu's soft sound of struggle, forcibly suppressing the sullenness in his heart. It's as if you've been put on a fire and roasted.
Look at the cave mansion one after another, "Hmph! Hmph..."The sound of humming became higher and higher, and she secretly decided that when this girl's magic weapon was successful, she would definitely beat her all over the ground to find her teeth.
"Ahh
Danfeng's nose is sour. Secretly cursed: "I'll go, who is I worried about."
Seeing that Ling Yu was liquefied, but the karmic fire seemed to be powerless, the silver teeth clenched and held on, cut through the fingertips, and sent the essence blood into the fire again, this is the third time that the spiritual fire has been replenished, and it can no longer be liquefied, so it has no choice but to declare failure.
The total amount of human essence and blood is only a few drops, and the continuous wear and tear has made her extremely prostration. The lips are white, and the face is bloodless.
A few minutes later, Ling Yu was finally perfectly refined and purified, injecting a wisp of vitality into it, skillfully beating the Fa Jue into it, and taking the jade box and sealing it.
"Gotta stop!"
Danfeng was quite helpless, he didn't expect that refining the natal magic weapon would be so difficult, just refining Ling Yu would cost so much, and even the essence yuan was lost a lot. At least half a month of rest.
The refining of the natal magic weapon is not as good as anything else, and it cannot be borrowed from others, and if you want to get as much as you want, you have to pay accordingly. It's really heavenly.
After breathing in the cave for a few days, he walked out of the cave and met the Suzaku who was grinding his teeth.
In addition to being surprised, he still greeted him happily: "Senior, why are you here?" Sit down, I'll go make you a pot of tea."
Danfeng greeted warmly. I didn't notice at all, and Suzaku's giant claws, which had already clenched into a fist, were slowly loosening.
"Oops! Senior, I only have Fan Tea here, I think you must be a little unaccustomed to it, or do you want to drink it? Danfeng rubbed his fingers embarrassedly, and his little face was obviously white.
It was precisely when Suzaku saw that he was weak that he couldn't bear to punch, and couldn't help frowning and asking, "If it's not for the replenishment of essence and blood, how can it be weak like this?" ”
"Huh? Senior, can you make your words clearer every time? "Danfeng was born without crying!
Suzaku was puzzled: "You're useless with essence blood?" ”
"Of course I did..."Danfeng explained the process of how to use the essence blood in detail, and he was already pouting and crying.
After listening to this, Suzaku really didn't bear the master, laughed loudly, and said yes in a loud voice, at this time, it would make him suffer a loss, which would make him feel more comfortable than beating her.
"Senpai, are you happy?" Danfeng asked seriously, even if she was stupid, she knew that she was deliberately teasing her.
Seeing that he was still smiling, he couldn't help but say, "Actually, I'm also very happy!" ”
"Oh?"
"Well, I brought you the children of my predecessors!" Before the words fell, he had already flashed into the cave.
"Dangchang"
Danfeng snorted briskly in his mouth, flicked his fingers, held the Vermilion Bird Egg in his hand and shook it, twisted his waist, and moved his eyes with an indescribable begging look.
Seeing that Suzaku's old face was green, he couldn't help but add: "Senior, forget to tell you, the volcano of Changbai Mountain erupted, and your nest is gone."
Sure enough, Suzaku was provoked by the last sentence, what do you call your nest gone, it's simply "Uncle can bear it but birds can't bear it"!
The big claw struck down, "boom"! Monkey Mountain is dusty, and rocks are rolling down.
"Cut!"
The cave mansion is calm and waveless, just kidding, this is the mansion of the predecessors of martial arts, but it is an immortal who is fiercer than a true immortal, so you just continue to toss!
Suzaku was angry, and couldn't help laughing: "This dead girl is really underbeaten!" After the words fell, he also turned around and left Monkey Mountain.
Danfeng meditated on pranayama, and after a few days, he finally fully recovered, with the experience of the first two times, coupled with the replenishment of essence and blood, when he smelted the white tiger's nails, although he was injured by his evil qi, it was still within the range of his bearing.
When refining the tortoiseshell dragon scales again, it was already much smoother, but the entire smelting and refining still took more than three months.
The next step is to merge, this is the most consuming time of divine consciousness, and it is also the most critical step, not to be sloppy at all, and then practice under the Bodhi tree for more than a month before daring to start merging.
The spirit pill and spirit stones were prepared one by one, and entrusted to the care of the lamp spirit, before they began to fuse.
Raise your hand, pinch the trick, the five solutions float together, both pull each other, and crowd each other, the five attributes are both mutually reinforcing and mutually restrained, and at this time it is even more vividly embodied.
Sometimes fused with each other, and sometimes mutually exclusive, Danfeng grabbed the moment of its fusion, and slapped a palm towards his chest, slapping out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and wrapped it tightly with firepower, a small mouth, and the blood in his heart was attached to it.
Her consciousness was closely connected, and at this time she was like a conductor, commanding thousands of troops, and every drop of subtle solution was one of her thousands of troops, interspersed in the ranks according to her instructions.
It is like the division of rules, she is not only the formulator of the rules and regulations, but also the dense solution droplets, arranged and differentiated in a staggered and orderly manner.
(To be continued.) )
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