Yu Jing swept over the crimson magma lake and flew up the arc-shaped mountain.

There is a small golden building on the ridge, and the giant carving is lying on a boulder next to the building.

The big bird of the divine horse was dozing, Yu Jing was a little distressed, Xiaoqing had not been able to rest well here, and she was a little sluggish during this time, and was pressed by the white eagle of Tianchi Mountain.

There was a young monk sitting on the other side of the small building, and when he saw Yu Jing falling, he got up and saluted, "Senior Sister Yu! ”

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Yu Jing nodded and hurriedly entered the small building.

She was a little distressed when she saw the giant carving, and a little upset when she saw this Senior Brother Zhang.

This person is a disciple of Master's friend Forget Worry Zhenjun, and he came to the door some time ago, but Forget Worry Zhenjun was not reluctant, and allowed him to look for spiritual objects on this magma lake in Qionglai Mountain, saying that he had an extra helper.

In fact, the territory of Qionglai Mountain is between the territory of the four factions and Wei Qianqiu, and there is the Forget Worry Zhenjun in charge, and he is not often harassed, so it is not necessarily useful to have one more of him.

Yu Jing felt that this Senior Brother Zhang had taken advantage of Qionglai Mountain, so she had a flat attitude towards him.

When I walked into the small building, I immediately felt a burst of coolness.

The small building is a magic weapon, called "Golden Goose Building", which can be held in the palm of the palm when put away, and is such a small building after the sacrifice, which is not only comfortable, but also has good protection.

Yu Jing remembered that this Golden Goose Tower was given to the master by Dachang Xing before, and it had been useless, but she didn't expect to use it this time.

The fire aura on the shore of the magma lake is violent, and it is not easy to set up a magic circle here that can defend against fire and poisonous gas.

Fortunately, there is a golden goose building and a place to rest, but unfortunately it is not big enough for Xiaoqing to enter.

She walked upstairs and stopped at the door of Master's room, where she had dived deep into the earth's crust before Forget Worry Zhenjun and was now resting.

After standing for a while, the voice of Forget Worry Zhenjun came from the door: "Come in." ”

Yu Jing walked in, and after saluting, she talked about what she had just seen: "Master, there is another Yuanying Zhenjun from the four factions. ”

"It's Huanglongling Yujian."

Forget Worry Zhenjun said softly, she had already sensed it from afar.

"Then we ......" Yu Jing was a little worried.

"What are you afraid of, just see the move, and besides, the four factions may not be aimed at us."

Forget Worry Zhenjun said calmly, they have been here for more than three months, and they have gained a lot, and now there are fewer spiritual objects in the magma lake, even if they leave, it will be nothing.

Yujian Zhenjun can come a long time ago, and now it shouldn't be to occupy more territory.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Xianyu asked about the situation clearly, and it turned out that the Venerable Tianfeng was going back to the mountain, so he changed Yujian Zhenjun to come to the town.

Forget the worries Zhenjun thought to himself, the strength of the Heavenly Wind Master is extremely high, unfathomable and profound, and the Jade Jian True Monarch is a sword cultivator with outstanding combat power, and the four factions together are really a powerful force.

The quaint pale cyan spirit boat rose into the sky, and Zhou Yunxian stood beside Master Liu Fei'er, watching the flying boat go away with everyone.

Master and Uncle have no intention of staying on the shore of the magma lake for a long time, they will return to Lingyan Mountain first, Master has just broken through the realm, and he is not in a hurry to return to the mountain to cultivate, he will stay for a while longer, Zhou Yunxian is still interested in treasure hunting, so naturally he did not go back.

The little bird in the sleeve, Pu Tao, secretly stretched out his head to take a look, and then shrank back.

She originally wanted to ask Uncle Shi to bring Pu Tao back to Lingyan Mountain first, but the little bird was unwilling, and Zhou Yunxian was very happy in her heart and continued to take it.

In the morning, Lingyan Mountain.

In a small pavilion in the cashew nut forest in the middle of the mountain, Zhang Ling, Su Caiyun and the little beasts were watching something together.

Outside the small pavilion, the spirit birds and beasts on the mountain, such as daylily, hairy ears, big black and little black, stretched their necks one by one to look at the pavilion.

There were four black iron dolls on the ground between the small beasts, all of them more than half a foot tall, round and chubby.

Chen Jing and the Venerable Heavenly Wind returned to the mountain last night, which was a gift from Chen Jing to the little beasts in the morning.

Songguo is a little Qinglin beast doll, Xiao Lei is a chick, Mango is a big cat doll, and Ranbai is naturally a fox.

Each doll stands upright like a human with its legs, fat, exaggerated, and very expressive, and it can be seen at a glance that it is four small beasts.

The doll shone with a layer of silver light, like a treasure.

There was no sound in the pavilion, only a slight click, and four black iron dolls were swaying around on their legs.

Suddenly, there was a soft "pop".

The approaching chick and the fox doll were connected together, and the two dolls raised their legs together, swayed together, and walked in sync.

"Chirp?!"

"Huh?"

"Meow?"

The little beasts screamed, and there was still this kind of play?

After the two dolls were connected, they seemed to have an attraction to the other two dolls, and soon the little green linmon and the big cat doll were also connected.

Four dolls lined up in a line, walking in unison, swaying around.

There was a commotion inside and outside the pavilion, and even the pine cones could be seen intrigued, which was so fun.

"Senior brother, can you make it?"

Su Caiyun looked at the doll, her eyes lit up.

"Try it, it should work." Zhang Ling tried to observe the structure of the doll.

Master Chen Jing used meteorite to make dolls for the little beasts as gifts, but several of their disciples didn't.

Zhang Ling and Su Caiyun were also very hot when they looked at it, so the master gave Zhang Ling a piece of meteorite iron and asked him to make it himself.

More than a hundred miles away, the mist in the shell of the mountain-like turtle was boundless.

Chen Jingfei was in the mist, his face showed joy, and after walking for four months, he didn't expect a few small mushrooms to grow on the ground.

The mushroom is not big, the cap is light blue, the stipe is like jade, and it is a blue mushroom that has just grown.

The belly of the turtle shell is very large, and the mycelium in the soil is almost all over the shell, and it grows extremely vigorously, but there are too few mushrooms that grow.

This is also easy to understand, blue mushrooms have magical spiritual effects, and naturally they will not be like many mushrooms, one by one.

Chen Jing's heart moved, and patches of green light mist drifted down, mushrooms were growing, but I don't know how long they ripened, ordinary mushrooms grow very quickly, but blue mushrooms obviously don't do this.

After looking at the mushrooms, he went to the refining workshop.

In the large smelting room, in the middle of the hall is a square pit, and a stone step rises from the edge of the square pit, and there is a platform at the top of the stone steps.

Chen Jing stood on the platform, the flames in the purple gold tripod under his feet were raging, and the phoenix bird lines on the tripod gradually lit up.

It's okay, he waved his hand, and a large cloud of crimson magma fell into the Lihuo Luan Fengding.

The lid fell, and the flames of the purple gold tripod immediately soared.

Chen Jing sensed the situation in Dingzhong, adding magma, omitting the step of melting, and directly refining the meteorite in it.

Soon, the lid flew up, and a large piece of black and heavy metal flew out of the tripod.

There was a layer of silver light flashing on the metal, Chen Jing stretched out his fingers, and a ray of blue light hit the metal, making a "zheng" sound.

The quality of this piece of dark iron was good, he nodded with satisfaction, and continued to take out the magma and inject it into the Purple Gold Ding.