Otherwise, even if he got all the materials, he couldn't find anyone to help him refine them, the alchemist's ability was not enough, and the magician didn't know much about alchemy, even if he knew a little, he couldn't meet the requirements for refining materials, which required strong skills and proficiency. Feleg's technique and proficiency were cultivated in the grassland valleys, constantly refining memory metal.

Looking at the mountains of ore, Feleg had a headache, he hadn't refined ore for many years, since the start of the continental war, he and Maya walked out of the grassland valley, as there were fewer and fewer memory metals there, he was not interested in refining this kind of thing, over the years, he had basically not refined anything other than elemental crystals.

The production of the alchemy liquid went quite smoothly, thanks to Antonio's guidance back then, if it wasn't for the basic knowledge of alchemy that he taught Feleg, it would never have been smooth.

"Great, it finally worked, Wizard Feleg, I don't know how to thank you. Kiyan said enthusiastically, no matter what the relationship between the two was, at this moment, his gratitude to Feleg was not half false.

Feleg nodded, there was a lot of refining liquid, Kiyan didn't collect materials in order to refine this thing, according to his character, he was afraid that he would cheat and rob him, and he would do whatever it takes. If this was not Feleg's fiefdom, he would definitely not pay any price for those purple fireflies.

"No thanks, I just want to see if it's really as useful as you say it is. Feleg said that Kiyan was an experiment, and he was used to test the effects of refining the divine liquid.

Since Simon's incident, Feleg has not been able to rest assured about the formula given by God. If you don't get it right, you'll die, and even if it can do something temporarily, the result is usually not very good.

In the middle of the mist-rising bathroom, there was a large wooden barrel. The water in the bucket kept tumbling, and Kiyan was wearing underwear, carrying his fighting spirit, and stepped into the barrel, protected by his fighting spirit, and this heat could not hurt him in the slightest.

Underneath the barrel. The fire was rising very strongly, and the two samurai kept adding firewood to it, and four large barrels of cold water were prepared on the side of the barrel, ready to replenish at any time.

"Alright, let's get started. Kiyan stood in the barrel. The height of the water was only to his neck. Only stick your head out of the water. This cask was made for him.

A small bottle of red refining liquid was slowly poured into the wooden barrel. Stir while pouring. Let the refining liquid quickly fuse with boiling water in one place. As the refining liquid entered the boiling water, the boiling water kept boiling. Slowly quieted down, no matter how hot the fire burned under the barrel, it no longer rolled.

Kiyan's fighting qi was still being released, protecting his skin from being burned, and his eyes were fixed on the surface of the water until the water in the bucket also turned golden.

"Here we go. Kiyan said softly, and while speaking, the fighting qi outside his body was instantly withdrawn, and the liquid came into contact with the skin, Kiyan gritted his teeth and groaned, "It hurts." ”

This kind of pain is not scalded by hot water, with the combat power of Jiyang, even if he doesn't use his fighting spirit to protect his body and enters the boiling water, it will basically not hurt him. As a martial saint, inside and outside his body, all places are full of earthly fighting energy, even if he does not use fighting qi to protect his body, his body's resistance is still very strong.

In the red boiling water, there seemed to be countless insects, drilling along the skin and into the body, sour, itchy and painful, and all kinds of strange sensations followed. Ki Yang gritted his teeth and endured it, he couldn't remember how many years he hadn't suffered such a sin, but when he thought of doing this, he might become a real top powerhouse martial god, he had to endure it.

Kiyan didn't know how long it was, in fact, it wasn't that long, it was only twenty minutes before and after, and the color of the water slowly faded until it returned to clear water. Then, from Kiyan's skin, streams of yellow and black fluid soaked out. The water in the wooden barrel began to boil again because of the loss of the refining liquid, washing away the yellow and black body fluids that Kiyan had filled out.

Washed with cold water, dried his body, and changed into a new samurai uniform. Kiyan jumped lightly twice, and the fighting spirit in his body seemed to be a little deeper, but the feeling was not obvious, but the bones of his body felt a little lighter, and there was always a feeling of flying.

"How?" asked Feleg, who was more anxious than Kiyan.

Coming out of the Baoshou Mountain Palace, he has been thinking about the matter between him and Maya, as long as it takes some time, Feleg is sure that he can become a god-servant, but he doesn't want to leave Maya. According to the normal cultivation method and speed, even if it is another two hundred years, Maya may not be able to become a god-servant.

Lu Lingfeng's talent is naturally far inferior to Maya, but she is harder than Maya, and her luck is good, until today, she is still just a martial god, even if she is the strongest martial god in the Eastern Continent, how far away from the god of service, I can't say clearly.

As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, Feleg will not give up, and it is perfect to be able to meet the gods in the sky with Maya and crack the secrets of the gods together. Of course, it would be better if God could be solved, the people of the mainland could be given freedom, and the war on the mainland could be eliminated.

It's just such a thing, Feleg only dares to think about it in his heart, even in front of Maya, he won't say it. Feleg is still very clear about his ability, and what Lu Yunxiao can't do, he may not be able to do.

Even if you can't do that, it's much better than being on the ground forever, with doubts and suspicions, and living your whole life, at least Lu Yunxiao knows many things, and Feleg must know, even if he can't change anything.

"I can't see it now, I feel very relaxed all over my body, and as for the fighting spirit, it has increased a little, and the number is limited. Keyan replied with a shake of his head. The result was much worse than he had imagined.

With the rising moisture, Feleg smelled a pungent smell. Walking to the barrel and looking inside, there was a layer of yellow-black oil on the surface of the water, rising and falling with the boiling water.

"What is this?" asked Feleg.

Kiyan glanced at it and said, "It's a miscellaneous product in the body, excess body oil, and some human toxins and other things. It seems that the first time I used the refining liquid, I was refining **. ”

"Quenching?" Feleg looked at Kiyan with a puzzled look.

Kiyan nodded: "That's right, it's the refining of **, the samurai and the magician are different, and they are very concerned about the refining of the **." For example, at the beginning, you have to keep exercising your strength, which is a way to temper your strength. There are many ways to quench, and many of them are actually harmful to the human body, accumulating some unnecessary oil in the human body, and even destroying bone growth......"

Feleg waved his hand, he didn't have much interest in the cultivation method of the samurai, Maya and Kiyan had a different starting point, Lu Lingfeng was the number one martial god in the Eastern Continent, no one had more experience in cultivation than her, and under her guidance, there would be very few such mistakes.

"Tomorrow we continue. "After that, he turned around and left the bathroom, who wants to stay here when it's okay?

The use of the refining liquid must be ten consecutive days, with no interruption in between, and the time requirements are very strict, and there must be an interval of twenty-four hours.

This is Feleg's fiefdom, except for Kiyan, a martial saint who doesn't know anything about Feleg, even if it is a martial god, he will not come here to make trouble, everyone knows that Feleg is the favorite of Emperor Wu Tian, and he has made great contributions to the Auckland Empire and even the entire Eastern Continent.

Five days later, the change in Kiyan was extremely obvious, and after half an hour of pain every day, Kiyan was sure to feel the change in the martial arts arena. Today has changed a lot, and the fighting spirit emitted has a faint hint of gold.

The yellow-black body fluids discharged every day have become lighter and lighter, and the thickness of the fighting qi has increased extremely quickly, according to Kiyan's own analysis, the current amount of fighting qi has more than doubled compared to the original, and this result makes him ecstatic.

According to normal samurai practice, the harvest of these five days is at least ten years or even longer than his usual cultivation.

Ten days later, Kiyan was dressed in clean samurai armor with the Warrior Saint badge on the armor. After so many days, Feleg already knew that Kiyan did not belong to any family, he was alone, and there were no other forces except for some friends, so there was no family crest on his chest.

Standing on the spot, his whole body was as motionless as a mountain, holding a broadsword in both hands. Fifty meters in front of Kiyan, a two-foot-six-inch-high sword test stone was placed in the martial arts arena.

His arms began to rise, his broadsword was raised above his head, his eyes were fixed on the sword ruler, and he was frightened: "Cross Slash ......" Both arms swung extremely quickly, from left to right, from top to bottom, twice in an instant.

The two colors of Dou Qi slashed, the cross intersected, and the lightning shot out, and almost at the same time as swinging the sword, the Dou Qi had already hit the sword test stone. The center of the intersection of the two fighting qi emitted a dazzling light.

There was a loud bang of "......boom", and the sword test stone was blown to pieces in the violent explosion of the fighting spirit, and the largest stone was less than the size of a fist.

Feleg stayed for a moment before he reacted. He knows a lot of martial gods, but it is the first time he has seen a martial god try a sword, and those who have tried swords before are all martial saints, even if they use the martial god sword, the power is much inferior to that of Kiyan with an ordinary broadsword. Haydn Martial God is right, what is fake is fake, and there is no way to compare it with the real Martial God.

Now Kiyan is already a real martial god.

"Congratulations......" Feleg said happily, not for Kiyan, but for refining the divine liquid.

Of course, Feleg doesn't dare to let Maya use it now, who knows if this thing has side effects, so let's wait for a while and see if there are any other changes in Kiyan.

If you want to become a god-servant, you can't do it in a short time. Feleg already knew the secret of the sacrifice, but it still took a lot of time and great effort to succeed. As for the samurai, it may take longer, and so far, no one knows the right path for the samurai to become a god-servant. (Full Text)

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