Wan Qingping's face showed a look of shock, the essence of the demon pill is not an ordinary product, it is an essence spiritual liquid extracted from the big demon pill above level five, which can best replenish mana, a demon pill can usually only get six to fifteen drops, for the early stage monks of Jindan, one drop of this liquid is enough to instantly replenish seventy percent of mana, it is an extremely rare treasure, and the daughter is begging for it but can't

"Master, you might as well rest for a day, it's too wasteful to use such a rare spiritual liquid!" he opened his mouth, owing the old man too much favor.

The old man shook his head: "You don't understand, you can't delay, you have to do it all at once!" Saying that, he ignored Wan Qingping anymore, and directly took out the brick-shaped crystal that contained the true light of Xuanmu, and then turned his finger into a knife and slashed it fiercely.

With a click, the object suddenly turned into several petals, and the eleven flocculent objects flickered at the moment the crystal shattered, wanting to rush into the sky.

The old man snorted coldly, and the palm that was originally chopped was shining, and a cloud of red mist flew out in an instant, covering the Xuanmu True Light that wanted to escape inside, turning into a red ball and falling into his palm.

The old man's face was happy, and he quickly shook the red ball, and at the same time, the mana continued to pour into it, only to hear a sound like a tide inside, and the eleven rays of Xuanmu true light gradually dispersed in the shaking, turning into a cloud of green and blue gas.

"Wan Daoyou, four drops of essence blood!" the old man said as he shook the red ball.

The natal magic weapon naturally needs the essence blood of the master, and the release of essence blood at this time was also set when he studied the treasure refining plan before, so Wan Qingping did not hesitate, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, four drops of crimson things rolled out, and immediately flew towards the red ball. However, after spitting out a full four drops of essence blood, his face turned white in an instant.

The red light flashed in the hand of the flying needle master, and he saw that the red ball immediately flashed out of a small hole, and skillfully caught the flying essence blood, and before the gas inside could come out, the small hole squirmed again and closed again.

Every time he shook it for a while, the old man would look at the red ball, and it was not until half an hour later that the gas and blood in the red ball were mixed with essence and blood and turned into thirty-six smaller flocculent things, and then he nodded with satisfaction.

However, then the Flying Needle Master's complexion became solemn again, because it was a difficult thing to infuse the Xuanmu True Light into the Flying Needle Prototype next, and after taking a look at the drop of demon pill essence contained in the long-necked bottle, he had a little confidence and pinched the law to decide.

The red ball slowly flew towards the True Law Furnace that had already opened the gap in the Heaven and Earth under the Decision of the Law, and after drilling in, the red ball collapsed and scattered, and thirty-six Xuanmu True Light immediately flew up in the furnace, but at this time, the lid of the furnace had been closed, and not a single Xuanmu True Light escaped.

The old man sat cross-legged on the ground, his fingers flying, and the Dharma in his hand kept shooting towards the Heaven and Earth True Law Furnace.

"Hum-hum-hum-" The True Law Furnace kept shaking under the effect of the Law Decision, and the stirring earth fire magma tumbled.

The treasure mirror suspended in the air reflected the scene inside the furnace, and I saw that the true light of Xuanmu seemed to be subjected to some kind of external force, although it was strongly repelled, but it was still constantly approaching the prototype of the thirty-six flying needles, and it was good to say that it was close enough, but it was not so easy to enter it and merge with the prototype of the flying needles.

Bean-sized beads of sweat continued to roll down the old man's forehead, and the surging mana shook the True Law Furnace extremely quickly, and only then did a faint bit of Xuanmu True Light successfully infiltrate.

Three days later, the old man was overwhelmed, his mana was exhausted, and the little apprentice was quick to pick up the long-necked bottle and give the master the essence of the demon pill.

Seeing this, Wan Qingping's heart hung up, worried that when the old mana ran out again, whether the Xuanmu True Light would be able to smoothly merge with the prototype of the flying needle.

After all, this is his treasure of protecting the path, and the Flying Needle Master and outsiders still give up everything, and he himself ......

Thinking of this, he shook his robe, and there were already two more shiny things in his hands, which were the high-grade spirit stones that had not been used up when he crossed the superimposed thunder tribulation back then.

He didn't dare to disturb the Flying Needle Master too much, but silently put the thing in front of him, believing that this old man would understand what he meant.

Sure enough, after the old man glanced at the high-grade spirit stone, he nodded slightly, but he didn't say much, and continued to concentrate on driving the Xuanmu True Light towards the prototype of the flying needle.

Wan Qingping's worries were not unreasonable, and two days later, the old man's face began to turn pale, he glanced at the ground, and held the spirit stone with one free hand.

"Master, Master!" After more than two days, the green mangs in the furnace meditated, and the true light of Xuanmu finally completely merged with the prototype of the flying needle.

Master Flying Needle grinned, and just wanted to stand up, but his body shook uncontrollably, and one stumbled and fell to the ground, startling the four apprentices for a while.

"It's okay...... , it's okay...... "The old man's face was sallow and sallow, and he was a peak monk in the middle of the Jiedan, but at this time, he was not even as good as a mortal, which showed how tired he was.

However, the old man still reluctantly took out the nine yellow talismans, which were painted with some broken runes, as if they were missing a hook and few drawings, and said weakly to the eldest disciple: "Ahem, then paste these talismans on the True Law Furnace Qiangong, Kan Palace, Gen Palace, Zhen Palace, Middle Palace, Xun Palace, Ligong, Kun Palace, Dui Palace and other positions, so as to help the magic weapon derive the Tiangang ban on its own!

"Yes, Master, the apprentice knows what to do, so you better hurry up and rest!" The short young man's eyes were a little red.

"Don't get in the way, you can still hold up for the teacher, remember, you must remember, when the seventh treasure light is generated, you must wake up as a teacher, you must ......" Before he finished speaking, the old man's eyelids closed and he passed out.

Wan Qingping, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly picked up the old man, leaving a sentence of "Don't worry, I will take good care of your master!", and then shot out of the crater.

Although the four disciples of Master Flying Needle were also very worried, they did not dare to neglect Master's explanation, and immediately pasted the talismans, fanned the flames, and got busy.

A day later, there was gradually a cyan light rising over the hill, with a faint side rhyme, like a monochrome rainbow bridge, but the color was very light, if you don't look carefully, it is hidden in the skyrocketing firelight, and you can't notice it at all.

From then on, every day that passed, the cyan rainbow light would be clear until the seventh day.

Master Flying Needle sat a little weakly on the futon, looking at the gradually brighter treasure light, a smile appeared on his face, and then continued to meditate to recover his mana, and when the ninth treasure light was generated, there was still one last process that he needed to do by himself.

On this day, it rained heavily, and the violent thunder and lightning tore the hazy sky, and the rolling thunder sounded so excited that Wan Qingping was excited, because his protective horse was about to ......

(Guess how many prohibitions there are in someone's needle?? Ordinary people must not guess, hehe...... ）