The shopkeeper came back soon, he sent thirty-six different medicinal materials, one yin and one yang, two kinds of beast blood, and tools such as furnace mortars and furnace fires to the first-class room of Haizihao, and after receiving the bottle of quenching pill that Ji Han gave him, he retreated very interestingly.

Luo Yinyin said with a strange expression: "Do you really want to refine gold paint here?"

Ji Han nodded and said, "That's right! After leaving the Wuji Immortal Sect, although there are no dangers along the way, I always feel that my little life seems to be hanging on a tightrope in mid-air, it is too dangerous......!

Luo Yinyin said: "I really didn't see it, it turns out that you are quite afraid of death!"

"What's wrong with being afraid of death?There is a great terror between life and death, do you understand?" Ji Han glanced at her and said, "But under the premise that I am obviously very terrifying, very afraid, and very afraid, I still follow you to the Wuji Demon Sect without hesitation, this is called real courage, responsibility, and courage!"

Luo Yinyin said with a disgusted face: "You were obviously just kicked out of the house, why do you render yourself like a hero?" Okay, let's boil your paint!"

Ji Han couldn't help but cover his heart as if he was hit hard.

After a long time, he began to light the fire and put the herbs into the furnace one by one.

It's just that it's been a long time since the last time I followed Xin Zimu to learn the technique of refining gold lacquer, and now I need to reminisce and boil it at the same time.

Therefore, in Luo Yinyin's opinion, this guy's method is too rusty and crude, and he also wants to refine a qualified gold paint with this method?

However, although Ji Han's technique was clumsy, the timing was not bad, and as he continued to turn the liquid medicine and filter the impurities, the prototype of the golden paint was gradually revealed.

After another quarter of an hour, the strange fragrance of gold lacquer spread, and it actually spread out of the first-class room, enveloping the entire floor of the inn.

So much so that there was an uproar in the inn, and countless tenants opened their doors and windows to look around, trying to find the source of this strange fragrance.

Luo Yinyin didn't know what to say anymore, and said in her heart: Could it be that this guy just deliberately pretended to be clumsy?

Ji Han didn't notice the little witch's mood changes at all, his attention was all on the gold paint that was refined.

This time, the Luohan gold paint refined can be described as brilliant and brilliant, and compared with the last time, the quality is even slightly better.

- This is mainly because the medicinal herbs that Dian Xiaoer bought on Haitian Island were indeed of better quality than the medicinal herbs used by the Wuji Immortal Sect to boil lacquer.

"What kind of gold paint is this?" Luo Yinyin said in surprise, "Just smelling the smell makes people feel like their blood is surging and their blood is surging up, if it is used to refine the body, the effect is absolutely amazing!"

Ji Han said: "This is the bronze gold paint used by the monks of the ancient Buddhist sect to quench the body, and I have improved it, and the effect of the gold paint has been significantly improved, I call it Luohan gold paint......

He wanted to show it, but unfortunately Luo Yinyin hadn't heard of the ancient Buddhism or anything, and he didn't know how meaningful it was for this lost gold paint to reappear in the world.

So, his display failed.

Luo Yinyin asked curiously, "What are you going to use to refine this Arhat Gold Lacquer?"

Ji Han didn't intend to hide it, and said casually: "Of course, I want to repair the "Twenty-Eight Holy Pictures of the Heavens" sent by my sister, re-outline and depict it, and strive to exert greater power." ”

Unexpectedly, Luo Yinyin's face became a little strange: "Re-sketch the 'Twenty-Eight Sacred Maps of the Heavens'? You really dare to think and dare to do it, if there is a mistake, the twenty-eight holy maps will become twenty-seven holy maps! If this gold paint clashes with the original gold paint, the entire picture will be completely destroyed, isn't it a tyrannical thing?"

Belch......

Ji Han was stunned for a moment, he didn't think about it so much, he just felt that the "Twenty-Eight Holy Pictures of the Heavens" was also a treasure left over from the ancient Buddhism, and it stands to reason that re-sketching and depicting it with the golden paint of Buddhism will definitely give this picture a new life and radiate new vitality!

However, being reminded by Luo Yinyin like this, he had to think about the damage, so he had to take precautions, right?

After thinking about it, he took out the Innate Demon Treasure, urged the Hongmeng Source Text, smeared and tampered with the rune array that had been engraved by Xiao Yao in the Innate Demon Treasure, and then painted it with the Arhat gold paint that he had just refined.

In an instant, the Innate Demon Treasure shone brightly, and its appearance changed slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original appearance of a mace, to a demon-slaying pestle.

It's a pity that there are no machine spirits!

Ji Han thought about it for a while, and decisively escaped his divine sense into the demon pestle.

In an instant, behind the demon pestle, the phantom of a Lingshan Giant Buddha was faintly manifested, vaguely Ji Han's face, floating between the clouds and mist, showing the solemnity of the treasure.

"Is this okay?" Luo Yinyin was dumbfounded.

As a true disciple of the Wuji Demon Sect, Luo Yinyin is not a rookie who has never seen the world, but it is really the first time she has seen a tool like Ji Han who uses her divine sense as an innate magic weapon, and can also manifest her own appearance.

Ji Han didn't think he had enough fun, after all, this was an inn, and there was no way to exert the power of the demon pestle, otherwise, this inn would be in ruins!

So, he simply opened the window lattice, and flew out of the window directly with the demon pestle, heading straight for the sea thousands of feet away.

The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly.

Ji Han's demon pestle bloomed immeasurably on the surface of the sea, bombarding the reef, the explosion was like thunder, and the gravel hit the big fish and sea monsters nearby, frightening them to scurry around, wailing incessantly.

"The gold paint of Buddhism is really a good thing!"

The Buddha light blooming on the demon pestle can not only increase one's own strength by one or two percent, but the key is that this Buddha light also has a natural suppression effect on all filth, all evil, and all demons.

This comes and goes, and the difference in strength is big. Ji Han is even confident that if he encounters the Blood Spirit Son again, he won't have to flee so embarrassed, at least he will have the strength to fight!

"It's a pity that my divine sense is not strong enough! if I can separate a part of my divine consciousness and become a machine spirit, and my own actions are not affected, my strength will be able to increase by three or four times!!"

When he was at his most excited, a loud shout suddenly came from the sea not far away: "Bastard! Who let you bomb here? The lobsters raised by the young master have been scared away by you! Give me death!!"