Yang Xue also finally understood why this person didn't use the magic weapon from beginning to end, because this person didn't have half a magic weapon on his body, and before he escaped from the Prison Immortal Palace, he was looted by Kui Ao's people.

"It seems to be a trouble, so it's better to leave it to Kui Ao!"

She thought for a moment, then made up her mind, took out a transmission note from the storage bag, and said a few words in her mouth, and saw the charm fly away with a thud.

Not long after the transmission note flew out, Kui Ao heard the news and came to the alchemy room.

He first looked at Yang Xue, and then at the unconscious gray-robed man, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The next thing is much simpler, Kui Ao wants to take away the gray-robed man, and when he leaves, he also asks Yang Xue about some things, Yang Xue naturally won't tell the truth, after all, he doesn't fully trust Kui Ao.

After Kui Ao heard this, he did not suspect him, "I was negligent and let this person sneak in here, fortunately you are fine, otherwise I would be at peace" He said apologetically.

Yang Xue glanced at Kui Ao lightly and didn't say anything more

In the alchemy room, a blue and gloomy true fire appeared in Yang Xue's hand, and above the real fire, there was an unknown metal, and the real fire was burned red.

From time to time, wisps of black substance emerged from the surface of the red metal.

In the surrounding area, there are piles of all kinds of strange materials, as well as some strangely shaped utensils.

These objects, from swords to hammers, all have one thing in common, none of them are intact, they are either covered with black and white spots, curved, or uneven.

Yang Xue is learning to refine the weapon. There were many failures during this period. Failure to remove impurities when not condensing the material. It's just that in the refining process, the heat was not controlled, or there was a difference in the final inscription of the runes, and in the end, the results fell short, and those utensils that were randomly piled up in the corners were all failures.

This refining tool is not much easier than alchemy, and it is more complicated, and there is no long practice. It's extremely difficult to really succeed.

"Failed again!"

Yang Xue looked at the forged materials in her hand, shook her and sighed, just now because of a slight deviation, most of the golden aura in this piece of pure gold was lost, and in this way, this material is equivalent to being destroyed.

Counting it up, because the total value of the materials destroyed by the refining weapon was no less than 30,000 spirit stones, this was no longer a small amount, and it was a huge amount of money in the eyes of many casual cultivators.

This is still in a place like the Boundless Sea, where a huge amount of spirit stones are produced, if it is in the Heavenly Dome Continent. Thirty thousand spirit stones are difficult for many monks to make up in their lifetimes.

It is also because the spirit stones here are not as scarce as those in the Heavenly Dome Continent, so the price of any magic weapon spirit pill is much more expensive than that of the Heavenly Dome Continent.

And buy these materials of spirit stones. It was all paid out of Yang Xue's own pocket, because it was not included in the transaction with Kui Ao, so it was a bit painful to waste so many materials.

I can't help but sigh that although the alchemy refiner is profitable, it needs a lot of materials to practice in the early stage, which requires spirit stones as technical support, and often cultivates an alchemist or refiner, and the spirit stones invested are often tens of millions or more.

Therefore, among those major sects, there are not a few truly skilled alchemists or refiners, and although the investment in talisman making is less than that of the former, the requirements for talent are the highest.

There are not too many restrictions on qualifications and talents, you only need to practice constantly, and you can succeed one day.

After failing several times in a row, Yang Xue finally stopped, took a spirit pill, meditated to recover the consumed mana, and the refining weapon also paid attention to peace of mind.

She has now planned the time of the day, alchemy in the morning, refining weapons at noon, and in the afternoon, she specializes in the way of formations, and she is not idle in the evening, practicing her own magical spells, all day long, except for a limited few hours for meditation, the rest of the time is full.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed, and on this day, there was a burst of joyful laughter in the alchemy room.

I saw an inch-long flying needle floating in Yang Xue's hand, the surface of this flying needle was thin, and it was a low-grade magic weapon, but even so, Yang Xue was very happy.

Thinking that he had been studying refining for more than a month, and had failed countless times during this period, he finally succeeded in refining his first magic weapon today.

After being happy for a while, she put away the flying needle, closed her eyes and breathed for a while, and when her mana was restored to its full strength, she continued to refine the magic weapon.

After the first successful experience, one day five days later, he successfully refined the second lower-grade magic weapon.

In terms of formation, although there is still not much entry, it is because of the study of the experience left by the predecessors that her understanding of the formation has deepened.

She is already perfect in alchemy, and the success rate can generally reach about seven to eighty percent, of which the probability of refining the upper grade pill accounts for thirty percent, and the probability of refining the middle grade pill accounts for sixty percent, and there is almost no refining of the lower grade pill, and when refining some difficult pills, there will be almost no alchemy failure.

In this way, her progress in alchemy is not small, and she will not make much progress in a short period of time.

As for the puppet technique, Yang Xue can only make a few simple humanoid puppets so far, just for the surface, but does not have any ability of the puppet, and this technique is much more complicated than refining, Yang Xue estimates that if she wants to get started in the puppet technique, it is absolutely difficult to achieve it without ten or eight years of painstaking research, and she simply cannot spend such a long time on this path, and in the end she can only give up and no longer continue to specialize in this way.

Time is like an arrow, looking back on the past 20 years.

Yang Xue practiced the art of refining weapons as usual, only to see that in front of her was a real fire scorching and burning, floating in the air, and a piece of black metal was refined in it, and after the metal softened into a liquid state, she immediately put several materials that had been prepared a long time ago into it, and smelted them together, and the magic in her hand continued to change, turning the liquid metal into the shape of a flying sword about a few inches long.

With words in his mouth, he kept punching runes at the newly formed flying sword and imprinted on it, but after a while, the entire flying sword was covered with dense runes, and the aura on it gradually increased.

Yang Xue suddenly screamed, and the last spell was played, and the runes on the flying sword faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared in the sword body.

She kept moving, drawing out the cold pool water in the jade bottle in front of her and splashing it on the sword body.

I saw that the flying sword absorbed the cold pool water, gradually solidified and hardened, and finally became a flying sword with cold light, which was completed.

Yang Xue was overjoyed, stretched out her hand to let the flying sword fall between her hands, and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that the surface of this flying sword was overflowing with cold light and the tentacles were cold, she knew that because of the characteristics of her own true fire, most of the magic weapons refined had yin and cold attributes, but they were not suitable for refining some of the most yang and rigid magic weapons.

Injected a trace of mana into the flying sword, and saw the flying sword let out a soft groan, and the aura on the surface rose to the length of three feet.

Yang Xue's eyes flashed, and she waved the flying sword at the stake in front of her, only to see a burst of white sword qi coming out of the tip of the sword, huh! slashed at the stake, leaving an inch-deep mark in it.

This wooden stake is Centennial Spirit paulownia wood, which is a high-grade material for refining defensive magic weapons, and it is extremely rare that an ordinary blow of a flying sword can leave traces on it.

Yang Xue nodded with satisfaction, although this flying sword is only a high-grade magic weapon, its power is a few points stronger than that of ordinary high-grade magic weapons.

She can now refine the high-grade magic weapon smoothly, and the success rate has reached about sixty percent, after Kui Ao knew the news, he praised her very much, but he never mentioned the transaction again.

Putting away the flying sword, Yang Xue breathed and recovered the mana in her body.

Every time she refined, she would consume all her mana, and then breathe and recover, and after repeating this many times, she gradually found that her control of her mana was more like an arm's command, flexible and freewheeling, and even the magic spells she cast were more varied, and her power increased a lot.

She looked out the window and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"I don't know when I'll be able to leave here, and I don't know how my mother is doing in the Sky Dome Continent."

Yang Xue looked at the red rope in her hand, this is her mother's natal rope, which is still intact now, and she thinks that her mother should be safe, but she doesn't know what she is doing now, whether she is also missing herself.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing at myself, my mother must be thinking about herself, but I don't know what year it is.

Without thinking about it anymore, at this moment, the bright moon had already emerged from the clouds, and Yang Xue quickly took action, flew out of the window, and flew towards the tallest building in Xiaoyue City with silver light.

This platform is hundreds of zhang high, it is exactly what Kui Ao usually uses when he spits out the moon, it just so happens that Kui Ao has been in retreat for a few days, and this platform is also vacant, after Yang Xue knows, he does not plan to let go of such a good opportunity.

The higher the place, the more effective it will be to swallow the moonflower, and the lower the place, the thinner the moonflower will be, and it often takes more time to swallow enough moonlight.

Yang Xue came to the top of the building, put a futon on the ground, sat down, and spit out to the moon, only to see wisps of silver visible to the naked eye falling from the sky, and she inhaled into her body, and so on, until a few weeks later, wisps of cold air gradually grew in her body.

In the past, this kind of cold would make her feel uncomfortable and cold, but now, she has long been used to this cold, and she no longer feels it, but feels comfortable.

"What a bold man, he dares to trespass here!"

An angry shout came from the sky, waking Yang Xue up from his cultivation.

Yang Xue opened her eyes and glanced at the visitor with an unkind look, only to see that this was a woman in a pink palace dress, in her twenties, extremely beautiful, but with heavy makeup on her face, a little more tacky (to be continued......)