"Really, really?"

Gong Yipan didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to find out what kind of secret that ever-changing magic weapon hid. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if Pai Yunzhou was snatched by the other party, most of the machine beasts in his hands were also lost in the battle, which never made him so excited.

"A gentleman's word, a dead horse is hard to chase!"

Li Xiaobai didn't know what kind of chasing method the dead horse should be.

But he knows how to be measured, he always teases this old man, and if he doesn't give him a taste of sweetness, even if it is a clay man, it will explode sooner or later, especially on the other party's territory, the public loses his temper, which does not mean that others will not secretly knock on his stuffy stick.

Besides, it's nothing to look at, even if it's himself, he hasn't figured out what the "Xuanxing" is until now, but he just knows that with the day and night of the Chaos Blue Lotus, his mind is more and more closely connected with this strange metal that can devour metal and change at will.

Even if you let Gong Yipan take a look, it is estimated that he will not see any fame, if he can find something, it would be great, for Li Xiaobai, horizontal and vertical will not suffer.

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

Gong Yipan's old face smiled and fell into the ditch again, and the old thing Wuchengzi turned his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Zhi Rong seemed to sense something, and forcibly resisted the anxious expression on the face of this Momen elder.

As one of the thirteen sects of the Dao of Arts, the strength of the Momen cannot be compared with the Five Palaces and Seven Sects, with about 50,000 mortals in the basin and 500 disciples in the outer gate.

The people who live on the Hanging Island, including the sect master, are only more than 300 inner disciples, and activities such as cultivation, refining and living only occupy a corner of the island, and even if there are occasional guests, there is enough space to accommodate them.

The warlocks who arrived on the Hanging Island on the cloud-breaking boat could each get a small courtyard with their own doors, which was more than enough, and the wealthy Momen presented spirit crystals and spirit runes, which made everyone smile.

Not to mention, there are free ritual repair services and free labor cost ritual customization services.

Of course, the material still has to be produced by yourself, this is the convention. However, with the relationship with Elder Pan's visit, the price of the trading materials was also quite favorable, and many people were happy and planned to take advantage of this rare opportunity.

As soon as it was settled, when Li Xiaobai was pulling the jerky to feed Xue Niang and Ling'er, the two snowy eagles, one big and one small, Gong Yipan couldn't wait to break into the yard.

Every mansion in Momen is a large institution, and no one can break in without special techniques, but for the Momen elders, it is a matter of a few magic tricks, and it can't be stopped at all.

Zhirong was washing melons and fruits, and when she saw Gong Yipan, who had changed her clothes and was much more energetic, she walked in and said hello.

"Coincidentally, Elder Gong Yi came, I just washed some fruit here. ”

"You girl is very well-behaved, unlike the stinky boy who is neither big nor small, although the melons and fruits are brought here, the old man will do the right thing first. ”

Gong Yipan nodded, he had a completely different attitude towards Zhirong and Li Xiaobai, he turned his head and shouted at Li Xiaobai, who was feeding the eagle, "Hey, boy, take out the things and let the old man take a look!"

Li Xiaobai rolled his eyes and waved his hand.

A silver ball slammed into the granite round table beside it.

Although the shape is round and the light is recognizable, the ball landed firmly on the table, without any bounce or rolling, and it was fixed wherever it landed.

"Is this the thing?"

Gong Yipan didn't pay attention to Li Xiaobai anymore, and walked forward, looking left and right, except for his old face, he naturally couldn't see any fame.

He reached out and touched it, it was smooth and silvery, no different from a polished steel ball silver bullet, knocked, except for the muffled sound, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

After looking and touching and knocking, he turned around and said to Li Xiaobai, who was still feeding the eagle, "Boy, I'm going to use means!"

Li Xiaobai didn't reply, and said extraordinarily generously: "Whatever!"

He didn't mind what the other party could find.

"Hmph, let me take a look at the old man's methods today, and he won't show his original form quickly!"

With Li Xiaobai's means, the public loses Pan no longer has any scruples, chanting the secret spell lightly, and going to the silver ball.

A pale blue arc of light slammed onto the silver ball, snaking and crawling until it finally dissipated.

"Hmm!"

His secret method was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any reaction, Gong Yipan was slightly stunned, and chanted the unique secret spell of Momen, a misty milky white light shrouded the silver ball, which lasted for a full cup of tea, and then slowly dissipated.

Gong Yipan's brows were tightened, the first one was the common opening technique of Momen, which could distinguish the five elements of yin and yang of the item, and then used the Heavenly Return Technique, the Star Zhou Tian Returning Method to identify the fundamental attributes of the treasure.

However, it is useless to fall on this silver ball, like a young lady who throws her eyes at a stone, and even if she blinks and blinds, she will not get any response.

I tried a few different secret spells in a row, but the result was still that my nephew played the lantern, according to my uncle (as usual), the silver ball on the table was soft and hard, and no matter how many secret spells you had, it was still immovable.

Gritting his teeth, he took out a few fist-sized magic weapons and placed them around the silver ball one by one.

The shape of those magic weapons is very peculiar, there are fist-sized red jade eyes, there are giant ants that lift up big slabs, there are balls stacked into balls, there is a small transparent bell, there are black jade pixiu, and there is a mutton fat jade bowl, which contains delicate golden sand, and they surround the silver balls, forming a strange formation.

Finally, he threw out a piece of gossip silver mirror, and under the urging of his mind, it floated above the silver ball, and a ray of light fell, making the silver mirror shine brightly.

Gong Yipan quickly chanted the incantation, and finally snapped softly.

"Illness is like a law, sickness!"

The pupils of the red jade eyes suddenly opened, firmly locked the silver ball, the giant ant with the big gong seemed to have life, slowly throwing his big gong, like a crystal-like small bell emitting the melodious sound of Hong Zhong Dalu, the black jade Pixiu suddenly spit out a breath of fresh air around the silver ball, and slowly sucked back into the mouth, a breath and breath are still uncertain, the golden sand in the mutton fat jade bowl rose a small female figure, the dress swayed, danced a moving dance, every move between the jingle crisp sound continued, faintly closed with the melodious bell of the transparent small bell, the pieces of bone armor on the nail ball slowly opened and closed, as if there was an air flow being triggered。

In the center of the Bagua Silver Mirror, which was suspended above the silver ball, a yin and yang qi was sprinkled, like a grinding plate, surrounding the silver ball.

The things that surround the silver balls on the table, whether they make sounds, have abnormal movements, or are otherwise out of phase, form a special rhythm with each other.

Under normal circumstances, the Gong Yi Pan will only use one of these magic weapons.

But now, in order to figure out what kind of magical magic weapon that can change shape and give birth to magic runes on its own, he has taken out almost all of his own pressure box bottom.

In other words, these things are one of the mantle inheritances that Li Xiaobai peeps at.

Gong Yipan continued to chant the incantation, concentrating on maintaining those magic weapon formations, and after a full quarter of an hour, all the abnormal movements and strange sounds and different phases disappeared, and the Bagua Silver Mirror suspended above and slowly rotating above also returned to his hand.

Gong Yipan's mouth twitched, and he spat out a sentence: "Extraterrestrial meteorites!"

Hey?

Li Xiaobai, who was tearing the jerky, turned his head, this Momen elder really had two moments, and he was able to recognize the "Xuanxing" as a meteorite from outside the sky.

Gong Yipan's expression quickly became bitter, he could only identify that the main material of this magical magic weapon was an extraterrestrial meteorite, and he didn't know anything else, except for that, he could be sure that such a meteorite material had never been included in Momen.

The vast starry sky is endless, and a large number of meteorites fall every year, most of which are stone or ordinary iron, but there are still some strange gold and iron that I don't know where to come from the starry sky, and some people have used it to make powerful magic weapons, which are famous all over the world.

The silver ball in front of him was one of them, but even with Gong Yipan's rich experience and old eye, he couldn't distinguish the refining techniques and special skills of this magic weapon.

Other magic weapons have at least one magic circle rune, but this one is smooth and can distinguish a ghost.

Compared with the shield-shaped magic weapon of the so-called Xuanwu back armor, the refining technique of this silver ball is unimaginable, like an antelope hanging on its horns, and there is no trace to be found.

"Boy, which master refined this?"

Gong Yipan finally gave up his exploration of this silver ball, and countless questions welled up in his heart to ask the refiner who was refining the extraterrestrial meteor.

Under the whole world, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not all skilled refiners are in Momen, there will always be some unknown masters who are hidden in the folk or deep mountains and rivers, and have never been born.

"Benefits!"

Li Xiaobai twisted his fingers skillfully, wood is good, why tell the other party the truth, continue to crawl at the bottom of the pit.

"You ......" Gong Yipan's face suddenly turned black as the bottom of a pot, and he almost forgot that this kid had a paradoxical temper of plucking feathers.

The dignified Momen Elder was planted in the hands of the other party like this, which was really helpless.

"Take it!"

After retracting the magic weapon on the table, Gong Yipan angrily threw out a palm-sized disc, obviously prepared.

Li Xiaobai took a look at it, it was a transparent disc, which was engraved with a white translucent rune array, which seemed to be engraved in a special way.

"Huh?"

Filled with spiritual energy, the disc instantly became larger, with a diameter of more than a zhang, like a huge wheel, suspended beside Li Xiaobai.

Gong Yipan said angrily: "This four-grade Tianjing shield is the work of the old man, you don't want to bury it! ”

The magic weapon refined from the back armor of the Demon King Giant Tortoise was completely a tyrannical thing.

"That's it?" Li Xiaobai withdrew his aura, threw it at Zhirong with a disgusted face, and said, "Senior sister, this thing is given to you, and a piece of silver foil is pressed on the back, which can be used as a makeup mirror!"

The demon king's back armor originally had five grades, and a little refining was six grades, if the refining technique was more clever, plus some suitable materials, it was not impossible to touch the edge of the seventh grade.

The small shield with only four grades naturally can't enter Li Xiaobai's eyes.

Makeup, makeup mirror? Gong Yipan pointed at Li Xiaobai tremblingly, and the idea of desperately working with this kid came out again.

The four-grade magic weapon Tianjing Mirror is enough to easily block the full force of the real people of the True Realm, and it is used as an ordinary artifact makeup mirror?

A piece of silver foil is pressed on the back, which seems to be really feasible! On the contrary, it proves from the side that Li Xiaobai did not deliberately say this to the public loser, but really said it casually.

It's a shame that this imagination, or spirituality, doesn't become a refiner.

After Zhi Rong caught the Heavenly Crystal Mirror, she was quite hesitant, such a valuable magic weapon, among the inner disciples of the Jingshuang Sect, only two or three people had it, and she was just a little warlock in the God Refining Realm, but she could also get one, which made her mentality become uneasy.

There is no merit, and the little devil is inevitably too generous.

"Senior brother, I can't accept it!"

She wanted to return it to Li Xiaobai, but saw him wave his hand.

"Give it to the senior sister, and give it, is it possible to give it to other senior sisters or junior sisters?"

Of course not!

Zhi Rong pressed it in her arms without hesitation, and said vigilantly: "Senior sister will help you collect it first, don't let those little hooves deceive you." ”

Hitting the nail on the head and pointing straight to the heart, isn't this what Li Xiaobai is best at?

Just one sentence dispelled Senior Sister Zhirong's hesitation.

The anger on Gong Yipan's face quickly receded, and he replaced it with a wry smile on his face, and said, "Now you can say it, right?"

"Of course this master is ......" Li Xiaobai smiled, sold a pass, and his tone changed suddenly.

"Of course it's Ben Gongzi!"

Gong Yipan's expression of anticipation froze, and his face quickly turned pale.

The four-grade magic weapon Tianjing should be fed to the dog when he sees it!

"Humph!"

The old guy didn't say a word, he was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away, if you don't pretend to be forced, we can continue to be friends.

To be honest, I don't welcome you these days, this is even more wronged than Dou E!

"What I said is true!"

Li Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders innocently at Senior Sister Zhirong, who was starting to worry again.

"You, you!"

Zhirong didn't know what to say, she always tossed people like this, what would she do if she was kicked out of the Hanging Island.

Li Xiaobai stood with his hands in his hands and said confidently: "He will come back sooner or later!" For people who are obsessed with refining weapons, mysterious magic weapons that have never been seen before will make people addicted, and in order to unlock the secrets, they will inevitably put aside everything and fall into a state of enchantment, and any grievances and hatreds will be left behind.

He has already seen that Gong Yipan is like a hooked fish, which has been taken away, but it is dragging an invisible thread, and every struggle is a clever release, and when he is powerless to struggle, it should be the time to harvest.

The silver ball on the table, which had been standing still, suddenly moved, rolled silently to the ground, and soon came to his feet, and disappeared in an instant.

The "Xuanxing" returned to the top of the Chaos Qinglian in his mind, and naturally he didn't need to use the storage ring to collect it.

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