"Hard work, Aunt Chicken, oh yes, what level does the magic weapon refined in the stove of the second-level inn belong to?" Chu Wuji saw Aunt Chicken coming, and hurriedly asked, the magic weapon refined in the first-level inn is the highest high-level spiritual weapon, but he doesn't know what changes will happen in the second-level inn.

Aunt Chicken rolled her eyes, looked at Chu Wuji and looked at a teaser: "Is it useful to know? Even if you can refine an immortal weapon, can you use it?"

"Get out!" Chu Wuji's forehead climbed up three black lines, seemingly... It's really like this, the high-level spirit weapons of the first-level inn can't be controlled by themselves, so what kind of second-level inn does it matter!

"Refining spiritual weapons, blow, what did you say two days ago?" Jun Wujiao glared at Chu Wuji, this kid, that day he said that he couldn't refine spiritual weapons for the time being, and he could do it today?

Chu Wuji smiled incomprehensibly: "Believe it or not, or if you give me some good metal ore, I'll help you refine it?"

You are stunned, it doesn't look like bragging?

Looking at Chu Wuji suspiciously, Jun Wuji suddenly flipped his hand, and with a 'bang', a fist-sized piece of black metal slapped on the table.

"Ink Crystal, refining!" Jun Wujiao stared at Chu Wuji, "This is what your father gave me back then, hum, at a young age, I have learned to brag!

Chu Wuji looked at the fist-sized piece of black metal on the table in surprise, boxy, black and shiny, occasionally under the illumination of the light, reflecting small rainbows, on which a snakeskin-like scale pattern could be faintly seen, but the overall look, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a piece of coal.

"Ink Crystal, how do I look like a piece of charcoal?"

"Hmph, be lonely and unheard, disgrace your father, the ink crystal stone can completely refine high-level spiritual weapons, if it is refined into a flying sword, once it hurts the enemy, it will trigger its blood-sucking characteristics, and it will burst in an instant. Turning into countless small flying swords can also trigger the bloodsucking feature, and the flying swords that kill the enemy will merge into one again, and finally the black sword. It's going to turn into a bright blood-colored flying sword!"

The more Chu Wuji listened, the bigger his eyes became, this kind of metal is so powerful? It will decompose when it sees blood? Can it still suck blood after decomposition? In the end, it will be combined again?

He couldn't wait to see the flying sword made of dark crystal.

"Refine, refine, I'm really not used to you underestimating me! Do you think I'm embarrassed to refine what my father gave you? Afraid of failure?" Chu Wuji said, raising his hand to grab the ink crystal.

"Hehe, a fool would let you ruin this treasure! Don't you have extra meteorite mines? Refining a spiritual weapon, I opened my eyes!" Jun Wuxian grabbed the ink crystal like lightning, and looked at Chu Wuji with crooked eyes.

"You have lost a precious opportunity!" Chu Wuji nodded, "You are amazing! Look, in the future, if you let me refine it for you, I won't practice it!"

"Okay, Lian, I'll watch!" Jun Wuli looked like an old bachelor, and he didn't care.

"Go to the kitchen!" Chu Wuji stood up and strode towards the kitchen.

"Go...... Kitchen?" Jun was stunned for a moment, running the kitchen refiner?

Although he felt ridiculous, he remembered that Chu Wuji had refined a high-grade treasure weapon after all. Jun Wujiao still has expectations for Chu Wuji in his heart, otherwise he would not be agitated in every way.

Follow Chu Wuji all the way to the kitchen, the inn is not open today, and it is early in the morning, and there is no one in the kitchen.

"Look, I'll refine a spirit for you in this stove... Forget it, treasure weapon!" Chu Wuji seemed to lack confidence.

Jun Wubao laughed and said: "Now panic, right? Let's refine, let's refine, the refining tool in the stove, although it is a little strange, but it is nothing." Everyone else has palm refining tools, and you are inferior in comparison!"

Chu Wuji was completely speechless at this hateful guy, and the radical general was just gone, and the radical general succeeded. is also sarcastic and sarcastic, what is the scheme?

"Look!" Chu Wuji snorted, squatted in front of the stove, looked inside the stove, and suddenly slapped three palms on the stove door.

"What are you doing?"

"My master said, the unique method of refining weapons. I can't let others steal from me, I'm using the method he taught me to arrange a formation, Uncle Jun, I'm sorry, you can't see anything!" Chu Wuji said seriously, but he was muttering in his heart: I am refining? I threw it into the stove pit of the inn in my body, if I threw it in like this under your observation, brush, and the meteorite mine disappeared, you still can't be suspicious?

Jun Wubao was stunned, nodded helplessly, and said, "Don't worry, I won't peek, I'll just wait for the result on the side!"

'Brush brush brush', when Jun Wujiao spoke, Chu Wuji had already thrown three meteorite mines into the stove pit, Jun Wujiao didn't notice it, his two hands were inadvertently clenched into fists, and one heart was also suspended.

"No vain borrowing the wind, Ma Mi Ma Mi coaxing, Xunfeng thunder and thunder, Ma Mi Ma Mi Wang, Alpha Beta Gama, the island country of the United States is dead and dead, returning to the sister Wuji, wow, the gentleman is not bullied, the well is empty Yui Fujilan, the fire is ......"

Chu Wuji shook his head, holding the stove door with both hands, and his mouth went all the way to the roller coaster.

Jun Wu scratched his head: "This time the pig 'coaxes', the dog 'Wang', and the next moment or something, but why does this come up with a sentence 'Gentleman does not deceive'? Is there still a spell in the refiner? Wuji, this master, is it really strange!"

The eyes of the chicken aunt on the side have long become cross-eyed, I have a grass, I have a grass, the sheep is crazy?

"Spiritual weapons, spiritual weapons, spiritual weapons, shaping and gathering spirits, give me ...... Condensation!" Chu Wuji roared, and the small flames a few inches long in his palm jumped desperately.

Jun Wujiao listened nervously for a long time, and became more and more dizzy in his brain, and was about to shake his head and not listen, when he suddenly heard Chu Wuji yelling: "Qicheng, melt my true intentions, come out!"

As he 'came out' and fell, his hands withdrew, and a black burning stick flew out of the stove door, and he stood straight on the ground with a 'ding' sound.

"It's cute!" Chu Wuji glared at the burning stick dissatisfied, and as soon as the words fell, the burning stick 'swished', shrunk to a finger length, and jumped on the ground.

Jun Wubulli stared at this scene with wide eyes, and when the short black stick jumped, his heart also jumped, and his ass also lifted.

"Get up!"

Chu Wuji shouted, 'whoosh' and 'whoosh' twice.

At the first sound, of course, the small burning stick jumped into his palm.

The second sound, but it was our Junda boss who jumped up like a needle pricked under his buttocks.

"Spirit...... "Jun Wubao roared loudly in the previous word, but the second word lowered his voice and roared.

"Oops. The intermediate-level spirit weapon is okay, right! Also, although the texture of this extraterrestrial meteorite is good, it is not a top-notch good material after all. I did my best, too!" Chu Wuji glanced at the small ink stick in his hand, wiped his forehead without a bead of sweat, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's so ugly, Uncle Jun, give it to someone else. By the way, don't say that I refined it, it's too embarrassing!" Chu Wuji pretended to be a fork and then pretended to be forced, and after loading it and then put on a fork, he waved his hand with a disgusted face and threw it to Jun Wujiao.

Jun Wude's body shook and his hands trembled, holding it in his palm like a treasure, and his eyes suddenly straightened, I am obedient, this is really a spiritual weapon. Or is it in... Intermediate Spiritual Weapon!

I... It's my day, and I spent half of my life's savings to hire someone to refine an intermediate spiritual weapon, this is special, kid is like this...... The pig dog of the island country barked for a while, and... And a stalk came out... An intermediate-grade spiritual weapon?

Junda Boss suspects that there is something wrong with his eyes.

"What's going on?" Jun Wujiao suddenly grabbed Chu Wuji's ear, "Say, this is definitely not what you refined!"

Chu Wuji grinned in pain, anxious and angry: "I said the Lord of the Great Pavilion, my father-in-law." You... What are you pulling my ears for? Didn't you watch me refine it with your own eyes? I don't believe you can't find the material of this stick!"

Jun Wulu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly swept the black stick in his hand with his divine sense, and he could immediately affirm that this intermediate spiritual weapon. It was indeed made from the original meteorite in Chu Wuji's hand before.

"As I said, my master's unique refining technique is not right, now it is a unique refining technique that is only suitable for me, it is amazing, why don't you always believe it?" Chu Wuji struggled. Breaking free from the clutches, he jumped to the side holding his burning ears, and muttered vigorously.

"Is it really you?" Jun Wuli looked at Chu Wuji, "Is it really you refining?"

"Don't believe it, I'll refine it again, and you can help me auction it if I refine it!" Chu Wuji pursed his lips and took out a few more meteorite rough stones.

You don't deceive and don't speak, if you can refine it, the auction will be auctioned, and you're afraid of a fart!

He didn't stop either, only to see Chu Wuji squatting in front of the stove door, throwing a few pieces of meteorite rough stones into the stove, and then covering the stove door with both hands, and started another round of incantation mode.

Jun Wuji is indeed a gentleman, Chu Wuji said that he couldn't check the inside of the stove, he really didn't investigate, but his divine sense was always lingering on Chu Wuji, after a while, Jun Wuji took a deep breath and nodded slowly, he investigated clearly, Chu Wuji's yuan power was surging wildly, and when it converged on the palm of his hand, it turned into a flame with extremely high temperature, and then he sent it into the stove, it seemed that Chu Wuji was indeed refining it with his own hands.

After a while, when Chu Wuji took out another mid-level spirit weapon, Jun Wuji had nothing to say at all.

stared blankly at a small black stick in the palm of his left palm, a small sword in the palm of his hand, Jun Wuwu had no face and no expression, and did not say a word.

At this moment, apart from the shock, there were other emotions in his heart, and even he didn't know it.

Chu Zong has a queen? has picked up a baby son-in-law? his daughter is not worried in this life? Chu Wuji, this master, is too awesome......

Miscellaneous thoughts came one after another, and after a long time, Jun Wubao muttered: "Refining, don't you really need qualifications?

"Definitely yes, you must have qualifications, of course you need more practice, but if you have good qualifications, you don't need to practice too much, my master just found out that I have... What's that, the refining qualifications against the sky, this is why he specially taught me a set of improved refining methods, otherwise he would have taught me the formation and refining methods, huh...... However, my master said that it depends on my development, maybe one day, when I wake up, there is a jade slip with a record of refining medicine or formation next to my head, in short, in short, ......"

Jun Wu said, "You're a genius?"

"Ahem...... Chu Wuji coughed dryly, "What, Uncle Jun, having said that, but...... Don't say it to my face, I'll be embarrassed!"

"Genius, let me ask you, when will you be able to refine a high-grade spirit weapon?" Jun Wuli asked slowly.

"Well...... In the eyes of today's genius, it can be now!" Chu Wuji smacked his lips with a look of anger.

"......" Jun Wuli didn't dare to speak, two days ago it was a high-level treasure weapon, and today he can refine an intermediate spiritual weapon, what if this kid can really refine a high-level spiritual weapon?

"Refine!" Jun Wu threw out a piece of metal, but it was not the ink crystal just now.

"Lian!" is another piece.

"Lian" again...

"Lian!"

......

"Okay, I'll ......" Chu Wuji didn't say anything, grabbed an unknown piece of metal and was about to refine, the clinker suddenly shook violently in the dantian, and then there was a loud bang in his head, Chu Wuji's heart sank slightly, and he saw a strong wind in the small garden of the inn in his body, and then black smoke rolled out, and in the thick black smoke, Bai Sensen flashed away like a sword and a sword.

"Hmph"

Chu Wuji's face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down, his dantian seemed to be slashed by a huge sword, his brain seemed to be howling, he rolled his eyes several times, and reluctantly said to Jun Wujiao, who was holding him nervously, "The consumption is too great, and the metallic backlash", he fell to the ground and lost consciousness completely. (To be continued.) )