Chapter 1537: Are You Still Distressed Like This?

There are almost no weapons that can enter the arsenal of the Soul Clan's Ecstasy Tower, and the worst ones are all heavenly products, and there are some holy weapons.

The most important thing is that those weapons all contain their own killing aura, and they are endowed with different essences.

Once melted, these essences are destroyed, and no matter how good the weapon is, it will only be broken copper.

Zi Yunchen actually wanted to use it to melt the alchemy furnace?

It's like buying and returning the pearl.

It can only be said that the idea of the local tyrant is different!

However, it is not impossible.

The people of the Ming Sect, such as the Ten Thousand Poison Building, are generally high in cultivation, and they are all good at poisoning, and rarely use normal knives, swords, axes and other weapons.

The cultivation of the other people in the Ming Sect is generally low, and they can't protect them even if they take those weapons, so she doesn't have a lot of points, and only when she breaks through Wuhou, she gives them a chance to enter the arsenal and choose the weapons they like.

Therefore, it is not used much.

At this rate, it won't be over in a hundred years.

It should be no problem to take some out of the alchemy furnace.

As soon as his divine sense moved, Luo Qingyin entered the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding, and with a wave of his sleeves, hundreds of weapons were swept up by Xuan Qi and thrown out of the Ding.

Knives, swords, halberds, spoons, sickles, spears, umbrellas, hairpins, bronze mirrors, bells...... All kinds of weapons were piled up in half of the refining room, and it was dazzling to see.

Luo Qingyin picked up a long sword and drew it out of its sheath.

Suddenly, the killing aura jumped out, and the temperature in the refining room was cold.

"Not bad." Luo Qingyin's eyes showed a glint of admiration, and with a flick of his fingers, he listened to the Qingyue hum emitted by the sword body, a little reluctant, "The material of the sword is very well chosen, the embryo is perfect, and the spirit is also eye-catching, it's a pity to destroy it." ”

Zi Yunchen's gaze swept over the sword, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and there was a smile in his deep eyes: "Decide for yourself." ”

As he spoke, he also picked out a sword from the pile of weapons.

It was a short sword, the cyan scabbard and the hilt, there was a feeling of spring in his hand, he raised his hand and pulled it out, the blue and thin short sword exuded a fresh breath of life, they stood beside them, and there was an illusion of spring blossoming.

Luo Qingyin felt a fresh breath coming to his face, and said in surprise: "This short sword is also very good. ”

Zi Yunchen nodded, and agreed very much: "When the refiner first refined this short sword, at least one peak of the grass and wood essence was absorbed into this short sword. ”

Luo Qingyin was a little speechless, and when he looked at the short sword again, he was a little more helpless: "Then let's keep it." ”

There are too many refiners in this world, in order to refine the ideal weapon, slay the dragon to take the tendon, kill the phoenix to take the soul, and even do more cruel things, it is already light to extract the essence of a peak's plants and trees.

If she destroys the sword, these plant essences will not return to their original places, but will dissipate between heaven and earth, becoming nothingness.

Zi Yunchen put the sword back into its sheath and said, "So, you are still reluctant?" ”

Luo Qingyin stuck out his tongue and proposed, "Why don't we change the method?" ”

Zi Yunchen didn't answer her immediately, her slender jade-like fingers lightly touched the sword body, her five fingers opened, and her palm was facing the sword body.

With the fluctuation of Xuan Qi, an invisible pure energy slowly rose out of the sword body and entered his palm.

Luo Qingyin's eyes suddenly rounded: "You ......"

After a while, the energy in the sword body was completely taken out, and the short sword with the breath of life lost its soul and lay quietly in Zi Yunchen's hand, completely turning into a metal that had no value.

Zi Yunchen handed her the short sword: "Are you still distressed like this?" ”

Luo Qingyin was about to kneel for him.

Empowerment is the most difficult step in refining.

With the general level of refiners in the Cangyun Continent, when a complete essence was integrated into a weapon, only one thousandth remained.

Those who are strong in cultivation may be able to reach two thousandths by forcibly suppressing them.

Those who are slightly less capable may not even have one in 10,000.

And the difficulty of extracting spirits is a hundred times higher than that of giving spirits.

Ordinary people forcibly draw spirits, I'm afraid they won't even be able to draw a point.

Zi Yunchen drew them all without much effort.

This ability is really envious, jealous and hateful.

She stroked her forehead and sighed, "Don't feel distressed." But what are you going to do with it when you pull it out? ”

Zi Yunchen said indifferently: "You can use it for anything, you can cultivate, you can auction it, you can use it to refine weapons or do other things." ”

Luo Qingyin's eyes lit up: "Good idea." ”

Seeing that she agreed, Zi Yunchen stroked her fingertips, took out a small bottle from the ring, poured the essence of plants and trees into it, and picked up the second weapon to continue to draw the spirit.

He chose a weapon with high hardness, and Luo Qingyin followed him to light a flame to melt the weapon into materials.

The flame temperature of the Xuan Qi Fire is not enough, and the melting time is a bit long.

Luo Qingyin hooked his finger towards Qinglian Youhuo, Qinglian Youhuo trembled slightly, and immediately flew obediently into her hand, the bright color rose, and after a while, the sword body melted into a mass of metal material.

Then, a large string of flames fell on the weapons that Zi Yunchen threw together after pumping her spirit, and a raging flame erupted from the weapons, beginning a journey of wreathed destruction.

Time passed slowly, all kinds of weapons were melted, Luo Qingyin's divine sense was released, probing the hardness of the metal materials inside, and making embryos with his hands...... As the sun sets, the night pearl emits a soft glow that illuminates the figures of the two.

One destruction, one refining, incomparable harmony.

By the time it was late at night, Zi Yunchen had already destroyed thirty-five heavenly weapons.

The two of them sat in a sheet of metal that had melted down into a liquid and solidified into irregularly shaped metal plates, as if they were collecting scrap metal.

"That's enough for now." Luo Qingyin stacked all the metal, and found that the pile was higher than her, and suddenly felt a little stressed, plus her original materials, which were higher than her and Zi Yunchen combined.

Refining a Dan furnace definitely doesn't require such materials.

The difficulty of picking out the soft and hard of these materials one by one is not lower than that of refining the Heavenly Net.

Luo Qingyin groaned slightly and decided not to pick.

That's it!

The ice and fire thunder sword before such a large piece of 10,000-year-old ice can be refined by her into the size of a sword, these metals are pressed, pressed, squeezed, squeezed, squeezed, squeezed,

Throwing the Qinglian Phantom Fire back into the Tianluo Net, Luo Qingyin hooked his finger towards the Nirvana Fire.

Recently, the fire of nirvana has been tired.

Long-term refining is not only tired of the master, but also the flames.

Especially for the fire of nirvana, which likes to sleep and does not like to work.

In fact, if you usually do alchemy or burn other things, you can do it by moving the outer flame, and it doesn't matter if you can sleep peacefully without moving the inner flame.

But the time for the refining of the Tianluo net is too long, and the internal flame must be used.

The fire of Nirvana has been down for a long time and I am tired of it.

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