"Damn, that little bunny is running fast!"

"Second brother, isn't it better, isn't it a waste for a doll who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth to carry a high-level exercise! ”

"Haha, what the fourth brother said is that we have a spirit catcher, and if that little fat sheep runs there, it won't be able to escape from the palm of your brother's hand. ”

One of the monks released a small transparent spider and continued to track it, but saw the spirit catcher spider trembling and frozen in place.

"Hey, what's wrong with the Spirit Catcher?" The monk called Second Brother went to play with the dead Spirit Catcher, and the other monk suddenly changed color, as if he realized something, turned around and ran.

"Fourth brother, you-" Halfway through his words, his whole person was covered by a faint green light that appeared at some point, and then he smiled, "Fourth brother, come back, how can you leave the second brother behind." ”

His voice was jerky as if he were speaking for the first time, and his miserable green eyes stared at the monk who had run to the opposite hill, and smiled strangely.

The staring monk's hair stood on end, and he didn't dare to look back at all, and suddenly roared, blood oozed out all over his body, and his speed instantly increased a lot.

Feeling that he had fled far away, the monk looked behind him and saw nothing, before he wiped the cold sweat from his cheeks.

Thinking of Fang Cai's situation, he was horrified for a while, and muttered: "There is something strange in the No. 5 stronghold, fortunately, Lao Tzu runs fast, second brother, it is worth it for you to prevent the disaster for the younger brother." ”

"Fourth brother, if you think like this, the second brother is so sad! Come and accompany me!

A faint voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and the monk stiffened, and looked at the miserable green spider that was close at hand, and screamed in horror, and was completely silent.

In the dark water, a stiff figure slowly climbed the mountain, while another figure on the mountain stood on the top of the mountain, its miserable green eyes staring straight in the direction they had come, and its figure gradually faded and merged with the mountain rocks.

It took Feng Zao more than half a day to finally condense the essence of this petal stone iron flower, which was a very popular spiritual object among refiners.

It has a great effect on the pattern made of iron ore as raw materials, if the material is of high quality, adding stone iron flowers during refining may directly nourish the spirituality, and half a foot into the threshold of the spirit pattern device, even if it is not successful, it has a chance to advance the spirit pattern device more than the general pattern device. If it is used extravagantly for the daily maintenance of the tattoo, it can continuously nourish the spirit and stimulate spiritual growth.

Feng Zao was ready to give it a try, if he could use the spiritual intent that the iron-eating beast had left in the long horns that had not been formed, and nourish it through the stone iron flower, so that this future pattern that he had prepared could breed some spirituality.

She dropped a drop on the horn, and it took half an hour for half of it to be absorbed.

Unleashed a touch of spiritual power, hooked on the drop of stone iron flower essence, and tentatively washed over within the long horn.

At first, there was a slight repulsion from the horns, but soon this repulsion was gone.

Without him, the condensation technique also has the effect of condensing spiritual power, and when Feng Zao cultivates, he will also urge the condensation technique again to continuously purify and condense the spiritual power, so the stored spiritual power is very pure and extremely durable

Feng Zao's spiritual power was the same as the essence of Shi Tiehua, and it had been condensed by the condensation technique.

This ownerless long horn will subconsciously absorb things that are beneficial to itself, but without the conscious supply of the body, it is very difficult to absorb, and Feng Zao's spiritual power can help it absorb the essence quickly, and it seems to be in the same vein as the essence, so it will not be rejected.

With the combing over and over again, Changjiao gradually adapted to Feng Zao's spiritual power, greedily devouring the essence of the stone iron flower.

Feng Zao looked at the threads on the long horn releasing a faint glow, sweeping away the previous dimness, as if he was alive again.

But at the very top of the thread of the ninth circle, the glow was completely converging, and there was no leakage.

She thought of a possibility, and immediately released a trace of soul power, dragging the stone iron flower essence to swim more delicately in the long horn, allowing it to absorb more fully and thoroughly, guiding the largest mass of essence to the top.

At the top of the horn, in addition to a white light cluster like a seal, there was also an energy that filled the entire tip, and with the fusion of the stone iron flower essence, it woke up from the silence and dissipated.

It seems that there is something else in it, Feng Zao's soul power felt that one of the energy containing a huge life essence became more and more puffy, and her eyes lit up, it was really unexpected.

That iron-eating beast was really just one foot away from the threshold of advancement, and a lot of energy had already accumulated in this long horn, and without the control of the physical body, if it was not used, it would dissipate in a while.

However, the tattooed beast has no cultivation method, it is all based on instinct, and the way of absorbing spiritual objects is also crude, and there are a lot of messy things in its long horns, in such a state, the iron eating beast is not so easy to step on when it breaks through the limit, even if the three-petal stone iron flower is used, it may not be successful.

The opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, although the conditions are limited, but if you can take this opportunity to take the long horn to the next level, a rare good embryo will come out, and the things that breed spirituality can be put aside for the time being, anyway, there are at least two stone iron flowers, and it will be the same when refining the pattern in the later stage.

Feng Zao combed it more carefully with his soul power, so that the essence of the stone iron flower did not waste a single slight, and he also calcined the long horn with great painstaking efforts to remove the impurities and wastes that emerged.

Under the stimulation and nourishment of the stone iron flower essence, that huge energy grew vigorously, densely seeping into every part of the ninth thread to the tip.

Until the tip of the long horn exploded a bright glow, this energy was already overflowing, and Feng Zao saw a circle of extremely small illusory threads appear, and the tip of the long horn suddenly grew an inch from the thread, but it was just a little illusory, as if it did not actually exist.

Seeing that it seemed to be gradually exhausted and extended at an extremely weak and slow speed, she even sent all the remaining stone iron flower essence into it, but the speed was still slow, Feng Zao thought about it, her hands were close to the bottom of the long horn, and she suddenly felt a strong suction coming from the bottom of the long horn.

As soon as Feng Zao let go slightly, streams of pure spiritual power poured into the long horn from his hand, which was also mixed with the source qi condensation crystal that she had summoned from the nine orifices.

Pure energy rushes from the bottom to the top, sweeping past, blending into the growing but powerless tip, which is also a baptism, under the wash, there are constantly turbid particles and gases being discharged from the long horns.

The tip of the long horn grew by half an inch as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and there were also traces of lines in the illusory threads, becoming more and more realistic.

Feng Zao looked at the long horn that seemed to be attached to his hand, and his face was a little strange.

Is this, thinking of yourself as a master?

However, she felt that her spiritual power and soul power were unimpeded in the long horn, and she thought it was good.

She had worked hard to help the Iron Eater's horns improve, and even if the Iron Eater was still alive, she would have to thank her.

After evolution, the long-horned seal is not sure what the grade is, but think about it, if this iron-eating beast breaks through the limit and successfully evolves, it will leap into the ranks of the high-grade tattooed beasts, and the most precious materials on the top-grade tattooed beasts are not easy to obtain.

According to the traditional sacrificial refining method, she conservatively estimated that she had almost completed seven or eight times, and Changjiao had already branded her, or that Changjiao did not treat it as an outsider.

In this way, Feng Zao showed a happy smile, she didn't need to refine the long horn into a pattern weapon anymore, what could be more convenient than a weapon that was one with herself.

The properties of this horn are sufficient, and there is no need to add other attributes.

Feng Zao also had an extremely bold idea floating in his mind, now in this special situation, will Long Horn continue to evolve?

Perhaps, you can give it a try, the light in her eyes sparkled.

It's just that it definitely won't work now, Feng Zao pressed his eagerness to try, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at the long horn carefully.

The long horn similar to the cone, different from the previous rough and hideous, the current long horn is reborn, very restrained, as if it has been carefully polished as delicate and smooth, the color looks clean and translucent, and can be appreciated as a handicraft.

From the bottom up, a circle of threads from large to small will divide the long angle into a section, the most brand-new thread is filled with more complex lines than the previous nine threads, with the injection of Feng Zao's spiritual power, a circle of threads has lit up one after another, and a faint ghost light emerges.

She held the bottom of the horn with one hand, and then the horn, which was an arm's length in diameter, instantly shrunk and became so slender that she could just hold it in her hand.

As soon as Feng Zao lifted it, the horn, which was about the same length as his height, silently shrank to about a meter long, and she stared at the thick stone wall and stabbed out with a sword.

The half-human-high hole appeared on the stone wall, and Feng Zao held the long horn in front of him, brushed away the stone chips and dust on it, and smiled heartily.

I'll call you...... No edge.

In line with my low-key temperament, the more Feng Zao looked at Wufeng, the more he felt that it was in line with his heart, and he was also happy in his heart, and he spit out a drop of red blood in his mouth, and the cold around him retreated the moment he appeared.

The whirls in the sea of souls swirled quietly, and suddenly one of the whirls gushed out a stream of soul power, wrapped in the drop of crimson blood, and all of them were submerged into the Wu Feng in Feng Zao's hand.

The rich soul power dyed red scattered in all directions, forming extremely fine lines, which were hooked into the word "Wufeng" in the long horns.

Feng Zao instantly felt that the distance between him and Wu Feng was closer, under the double imprint of the origin essence blood and soul power imprint, there was no need for her to deliberately urge, as long as her mind flowed, she could make Wu Feng change various forms.

Placing Wu Feng on her lap and meditating for a while, she knew more about this beloved weapon.

Feng Zao left the stone chamber and pierced Wufeng into the depths of the cold water iron ore vein, allowing it to slowly absorb the essence of the ore vein, and continue to mine deep by himself.

This vein is really rich, leaving a small area for Shi Tiehua and Wu Feng, and the rest is to fill all her five space bags, and fill the space bags left by the eldest grandfather with a shallow layer.

Of course, the capacity of the space bag made by Feng Zao himself is not very large, and the worse the quality of the ore, the larger the volume is generally larger, and it can not hold too much.

Feng Zao picked up the stone iron flower, and in a short period of time, a piece of cold water iron the size of a lychee was condensed under it, and after thinking about it, he put it in, and it should not be so coincidental that someone found it in a short time.

With the guidance of the treasure qi and spirit beads gathered by the Returning Yuan Technique, Feng Zao followed the passage drilled by the iron-eating beast, and found a few scattered small ore veins, and gained a lot.

By the sixth space, the bag was also half full, and Feng Zao cleared it and shook his head slightly.

It seems that there are a lot, but the high-grade cold water iron only accounts for about 10%, about 500 catties, which is less than the fare of one person.

Looking at the record card, there are less than twenty-six days left, Feng Zao frowned slightly, she is still using the passage of the Iron Eater Beast, and then she has to open the road by herself, it will definitely take more time, and she may not be able to have such a harvest.

After another ten days, Feng Zao came out of a mountain basin, observed the surrounding situation, and took out a stone.

Looking at the left-facing trace floating on it, Feng Zao knew where she was, and when she compared the vein map, she almost crossed the same distance as when she came.

It took almost fourteen days, and Feng Zao now has six pieces of high-grade ore, more than 900 catties of high-grade cold water iron, and a total of more than 600 catties of high-grade ice-patterned iron, Qinghan copper, and Hanling silver, etc., and there is still a shortage of one person's shipping fare.

Don't look at the veins are so big, the high-grade ore is really hard to find, Feng Zao can understand why the veins here can be managed by the Three Cultivation League, which is not considered to be in the stream, for many years, these veins produce medium-grade and low-grade ores, and they are really scattered.

If you work hard to mine, the harvest can't match the effort at all, just like chicken ribs, that is, the model of the Three Cultivation Alliances that can gather many scattered cultivators makes this deep-sea vein so prosperous.

This also made Feng Zao very helpless, no wonder as long as there is a piece of high-grade ore C-class cabin, it is simply a sure profit, that kind of small black house-like C-class cabin has almost no conditions, and she dares to ask for a piece of high-grade ore, in her opinion, which has experienced a lot of hard work, it is really a lion who has opened his mouth.

Feng Zao has a bit of a headache, the transport ship may arrive within ten days, and it is very difficult to gather seven hundred catties of cold water and iron in the No. 5 stronghold, let alone high-grade ore.

That can only find a way to make up another condition, a thousand catties of medium-grade ore, which is absolutely enough at present, but people will pick and choose, and all her current medium-grade ores are similar to the attributes of cold water iron.

Although the Huohuang Mountain Instrument Sect had never heard of it for a long time, she also inquired, and it was likely that this Instrument Sect was not interested in such cold attribute ores, but only needed cold water and iron.

She had to take into account that the fare for three people must not be less than one.

Presumably, Feng had already returned directly to the No. 5 stronghold, and she was going to go to the back stronghold, and then make up some ores with different attributes, if it was really not enough, then use the extra high-grade ore to exchange for the medium-grade ore that the Huohuang Mountain Instrument Sect wanted.