You can also refine monkeys.

Jiang Qi silently added.

Looking at the alchemy furnace in front of him, Jiang Qi suddenly thought, if he threw Wuzhi Qi in to refine it, would he also refine a pair of fiery eyes?

Of course, Jiang Qi also thought about it, when Brother Monkey entered the alchemy furnace, it was not a punishment, but a reasonable reason to hang up.

To put it bluntly, the appearance of Brother Monkey's fiery eyes is actually a mutual compromise between Dao and Buddha.

The fiery eyes can see through the demonic energy, go up to the sky, and look down at the nine shadows, which is a good means of supernatural power, but because it is smoked out of the ashes, it also blinds part of the spirituality of Brother Monkey.

It is impossible for the Buddha Gate to let Brother Monkey lose his spirituality, and the Daomen does not want to see the Dharma Protector of the Buddha Gate without any weaknesses.

So the compromise of the fiery eyes came out.

As for Brother Monkey's own opinion?

To be honest, it didn't matter at all at the time.

Thinking about the past in his mind, Jiang Qi's attention was on the red dragon in the alchemy furnace.

The current red dragon was burned by the divine fire of the six dings and six jia, and its form had changed, or it was burned off its disguise.

I saw that the original image of the red dragon was no different from that of the ordinary dragon clan had been burned away and restored to its original appearance.

The last two claws disappeared, only a pair of front paws remained, and the mane on the dragon's neck on the dragon's tail and spine also disappeared, leaving only smooth red scales, and if you looked closely, each scale had looming runes on it.

Not only that, but the dragon's horns also disappeared, and the originally thick and square dragon's mouth became sharp.

It's not so much a dragon as a red snake of a different species.

"After many years, the spirituality left by this candle dragon corpse is not even enough to show a complete candle dragon form."

Taishang Laojun sighed on the side.

"Dare to ask Lao Jun, how to refine this red dragon into a magic weapon?"

Jiang Qi asked with some confusion.

This red dragon is obviously just a spiritual manifestation, and it has no substance, even if it is refined into a magic weapon, it needs a basis.

"Simple."

Lao Jun glanced at Jiang Qi with a smile, but didn't answer directly, just waved his hand and said, "You two little dolls don't have to be idle, one goes to chop wood, and the other goes to fan the wind." ”

As he spoke, the two boys who had just opened the door came over with an object in their hands.

A small axe with a short handle, and a gourd fan.

"Juniors go chopping wood."

Jiang Qi chose the small axe, and it was somewhat unsightly to let Miaoyin a girl chop wood, although it was not a good job to fan the wind by the gossip stove, but it was somewhat stronger.

"I'll take you to the backyard."

The golden-horned boy pulled Jiang Qi's sleeve with a smile and walked to the backyard.

"I'm tired of Uncle Golden Horn."

Jiang Qi said with a smile.

Lao Jun is the incarnation of the Taiqing sage, but the golden horn and silver horn are not disciples, but second disciples, hanging under the name of the Grand Master of Xuandu.

Therefore, in terms of generation, Jin Jiao Yinjiao and Yang Jian are the same generation, that is, Jiang Qi's uncle.

"You're welcome."

The golden-horned boy smiled, looking innocent, took Jiang Qi to the backyard, pointed to a pile of purple-gold wood by the well and said, "It's good to split it into four." ”

"Yes."

Jiang Qi nodded in response, took the small short axe from the hand of the golden horn, and was caught off guard, and his arm sank.

The weight of this axe was beyond Jiang Qi's expectations.

"This is the elite of Lao Jun's refining Gengjin, the axe quenched by picking the water of the stars and turning the dew, be careful, don't hurt yourself."

The golden-horned boy admonished beside him, and then complained: "When I first started using this axe, I almost hit my own head, and I was frightened for days. ”

"My nephew knows, thank you Uncle Jinjiao."

Jiang Qi said to the golden horn while adjusting to the weight of the axe.

"You split first, I'll go and bring some hawthorn pills to you, the most is to quench your thirst and clear your spirit."

Listening to Jiang Qi shouting one by one, Jin Jiao was also a little embarrassed, and ran to the side room with a smoke.

Jiang Qi picked up the axe slightly, walked to the edge of the well, and tried to hold up a piece of wood.

This support was not moved, and Jiang Qi could only secretly use mana, so he erected a wooden stake.

"This is crape myrtle?"

Jiang Qi secretly said to himself, this crape myrtle wood has many miracles, just one thing, this thing only grows in Ziweiyuan on the high level of Da Luo Tian, and that realm is also known as the North Star Palace, which is the residence of the Ziwei Emperor.

Therefore, this wood is also named after crape myrtle, which can be seen to be miraculous.

Jiang Qi picked up the axe, blessed the mana, and the [Vigorous] [Penetrating Stone] two magical powers in the seventy-two Earth Evil Methods, after being ready, he split down with an axe.

"Do"

There was a dull and light sound, and the axe sank into the wood, and it was too much to cut it in half.

Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, lifted it up with the crape myrtle wood again, and slashed down again, only then did he break the crape myrtle wood into two halves from the middle.

"So hard?"

Although Jiang Qi had been prepared, he still smacked his lips when he really saw such a hard wood.

Fortunately, the hardness of half a piece of crape myrtle wood has decreased, and it can be split with just an axe.

But after a quarter of an hour, Jiang Qi only chopped out less than fifty pieces of usable firewood.

Even if he rested for a while, Jiang Qi was tired and panting, and he didn't know what was going on, there seemed to be some prohibition in the backyard of this Tushi Palace, which made Jiang Qi's reaction after being tired no different from that of mortals.

Now Jiang Qi couldn't help but put down the axe, supporting his knees with both hands to adjust his breathing, his face was covered with sweat.

"The speed is a little slow, but don't be afraid, how can the red dragon have to be tempered by fierce fire for a day and a night, the wood I split is still enough, let's eat a hawthorn pill first."

The golden horn came out of nowhere, tiptoed and patted Jiang Qi's shoulder, and stuffed a brown pill into his mouth.

Jiang Qi was about to say thank you, but the pill in his mouth melted in his mouth, and the sour taste that was not irritating and refreshing spread all over his mouth, flowing into his spleen and stomach, taking a breath, and his body was cool.

For a while, Jiang Qi's spirits lifted, and the original dry mouth disappeared.

"Not bad, right? This is what I have refined, and I will give it all to you. ”

Jin Jiao smiled proudly and stuffed Jiang Qi with a yellow gourd.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Meaningless, you keep chopping, I'm going to feed the cows."

The golden horn showed his face and hurriedly ran away again.

Jiang Qi rested for a while and lifted his spirits again.

This split is ten hours.

"Whew."

Jiang Qi gasped, the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, Jun's face was flushed, this was tired and couldn't restrain his qi and blood, and it inevitably swelled up.

A gourd hawthorn pill was eaten to the core, and the mana was exhausted, and the axe could no longer be lifted, so it was thrown aside.

However, the result was that all the crape myrtle trees in the backyard were split into pieces by Jiang Qi and neatly placed on one side.

Jiang Qi took a breath, reluctantly picked up the axe, and walked out of the backyard to find Lao Jun to recover his life.

As soon as he got out of the backyard, the inexplicable prohibition disappeared, and Jiang Qi subconsciously wanted to mobilize his mana to nourish his whole body.

"Smack."

Jiang Qi had an extra hand on the back of his neck, which also stopped Jiang Qi's movements.

"Tired?"

Lao Jun pinched Jiang Qi's neck and asked with a smile.

"Lack of air."

Jiang Qi said with a wry smile, it was the first time that such a deficit was made.

"It's just that tired."

Lao Jun used a force in his hand and lifted Jiang Qi up.

"Huh? You are, old man."

Jiang Qi blinked, and before he finished speaking, he was thrown out.

"Tong'er, open the furnace."

Lao Jun clapped his hands and watched Yinjiao open the gossip furnace.

And Jiang Qi was thrown in along the gossip furnace.

"Bell!"

In Miaoyin's puzzled eyes, Jiang Qi was locked into the alchemy furnace.

Lao Jun walked over slowly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The body is lacking in air, so it is good to refine the body, and then stand without breaking, how to carry this candle dragon supernatural power?"

Lao Jun lightly kicked the Bagua Furnace, and suddenly the flames were blazing, almost enveloping the entire Alchemy Furnace.

"Yang Jian's disciple, but his body and bones are weak like this, how did Yuding teach?"

Lao Jun muttered like an ordinary old man.

"In this way, how can I be the third-generation Dharma Protector Golden Immortal of my three sects?"

After speaking, he looked at the Miao Yin who was squatting by the gossip stove, still a little confused.

"Girl, do you want to go in and practice it too?"

Miao Yin subconsciously glanced at the inside of the alchemy furnace along the tuyere, and immediately blushed her cheeks and shook her head like a rattle.

(End of chapter)