After three days. Qingquan Peak, as high as thousands of zhang, the steep peak is straight into the sky, snow-capped.

A swift cyan figure, along the rugged rock steps of Qingquan Peak, lightly touched the snow, leaving a slight imprint, and then leaped out of more than twenty or thirty zhang away, moving quickly on the top of the snowy mountain.

The closer you get to the peak, the colder the wind gets.

Ye Qin was shivering from the cold wind, and hurriedly blessed himself with a fire-based protective cover, resisting the cold snow wind with all his might. Halfway through the snow mountain, he saw a lot of fenced gardens, planted with spiritual herbs such as snow mulberry and snow ginseng, and he secretly guessed that this garden was probably used to raise snow silkworms.

After running for several miles on the top of the snow-capped mountain, Ye Qin finally came to the top of the peak under an exposed rock hundreds of zhang high. Beneath the rock, a bubbling fountain was pouring out of a crack in its rock.

This trickling cold spring was only the size of a fist when it gushed out. However, it flows all the way along the peak valley, melts the glacier snow along the way, and falls down the Qingquan Peak Mountain, forming a huge waterfall that flows straight down, and finally becomes the famous spiritual spring of Qingquan Peak, which is used to water the best spiritual water for planting spiritual grass.

When Ye Qin saw this cold spring, he smiled, and couldn't help but think of the plot when he saw the thorn silk armor in the Instrument Palace. When he saw the thorn silk armor, his eyes lit up. However, he didn't buy the silk armor and walked away.

Because of this, the Qingli female disciple who received him in the instrument hall also slapped his back fiercely, as if she was disdainful, she had no money to come here for a long time, wasting her smiling face just now.

Ye Qin felt the gaze of the beautiful woman behind him who was three points sharper than a knife, and he was really depressed in his heart. There are some spirit stones in his storage bag, and he can't spend them indiscriminately. The set of thorn silk armor quenched from first-order wood thorns was only a first-order spiritual weapon, and the grade was too low.

After preparing for a few days, Ye Qin set off to the peak of this Qingquan Peak, intending to refine a set of silk armor by himself. And the material used is naturally the flame thorns in the Purple Mansion. He was bored in the Beiying Mountain Mine, and in his spare time, he did a lot of mutation experiments with thorns, and planted a large pile of flame thorns in the field, and he was worried about not knowing what to do with them.

On one side of the giant rock at the peak, there are more than ten bluestone houses. Each stone house is made of a whole piece of extremely flat cutting, three zhang wide and five zhang long and wide, several feet thick, weighing more than 10,000 catties of cyan rock slabs.

The cold springs are divided into two parts, one part flowing down the mountain peaks, and the other part being channeled into the stone houses.

Ye Qin thought for a moment and walked towards these bluestone houses.

These stone houses were not guarded, and when they pushed the doors of the stone houses hard, they couldn't be pushed. He tried to split the rock with a wind blade, but found that it was only a shallow wind blade imprint on the blue stone, which surprised Ye Qin. I really don't know how much force it takes to cut through such a hard rock.

After studying it, I found that on the side of the stone house door, there was a mechanism cable, twisting this mechanism cable, and the heavy stone door slowly moved away with a "boom".

The stone room is about ten zhang spacious, and in the middle is a cold pool several zhang long and wide. There are two small holes in the stone wall, and cold water flows in through one small hole and out of the other, and finally I don't know where it goes.

Here, it should be the cold pool that the Qingli woman said, the place used to wash silk.

When Ye Qin entered the stone house, he immediately felt a cold pool exuding a compelling cold air, almost directly to the bone marrow. This cold water is far better than the water arrows sent out by the Qi Refining Cultivator, and it is comparable to the innate ** of the Cultivator in the Foundation Building Period of the Water System.

From inside the stone house, use the mechanism inside to completely seal off the stone house.

He then opened one of his carry-on storage bags.

"Whoa!"

A large pile of hundreds of second-order flame thorns were all poured out, thrown into the cold pool, and left to soak, relying on the power of this cold water to melt away the impurities of the thorns. Flame Thorn is a fire genus surname, blazing. As soon as he fell into the cold pool, he encountered the cold water, and the entire cold pool boiled, and a dense "crackling" popping sound sounded, and the steam filled the entire stone room.

Ye Qin didn't care about it, he sat cross-legged in this stone room, took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bag, and read the "Five Elements Alchemy Technique" recorded in it with his divine sense. This refining book copied from the Library Pavilion was not completely wasted.

There are all kinds of common spiritual weapons refining methods in it, and silk armor, as the most common defensive spiritual weapon, is naturally among them.

Ye Qin quickly immersed himself in the tedious alchemy and learned the Five Elements Quenching Technique.

In the cold pool, the cold water that kept pouring in finally engulfed the flame breath released by the flame thorns, and the crackling sound gradually subsided

Seven hundred and forty-nine days later, only half of the impurities of the Flame Thorn were melted and eroded away by the cold water. The skin, leaves, and thorns of the Flame Thorn had been dissolved, leaving only the stem bones.

Keep immersion.

The cold qi in the stone room was enough to freeze the blood of the Qi Refining Stage cultivator. When Ye Qin couldn't stay any longer, he took out the flame fruit wine he had just brewed from the Purple Mansion and took a small sip. A hot current of heat immediately spread throughout the body, warming the whole body and dissolving the cold that invaded the skin.

This cold is also good for keeping his mind cold and awake and not falling into a deep sleep.

After a full ninety-nine eighty-one days, the stem and bone of the flame thorn were melted away, leaving only a trace of silk, which had a slight fiery red color, crystal clear. Each strand was the thickness of a hair, but it was the toughest part of the Flame Thorn.

The hundreds of thorny shrubs that originally filled the entire cold pool were left with only a small amount of silk left. The time is basically ripe for the craft.

Ye Qin pinched it with both hands, popped out with one finger, and a blue cold light shot into the cold pool. A thorny thread immediately leaped up from the cold pool, wrapped in this cold air. Continue, a little silk, jumping out of the pool of cold water.

Ye Qin's hands quickly sketched in the void, and the silk shuttled back and forth in mid-air, weaving into silk armor. Such a refining weapon consumes extremely mana, and every trace of silk must be taken out of the pool with cold air. And to weave the main and secondary silk armor, at least tens of thousands of silk must be extracted.

Ye Qin clearly felt that the mana in his body was rapidly depleting.

The silk armor had only been woven nearly a third of the time, and the mana was almost exhausted. If it stops halfway, the silk armor will have obvious fractures, causing the refiner to fail. What Ye Qin didn't know was that the Qi refining stage disciples of the Qingdan Sect usually did not make weapons alone, but several people joined hands to make weapons, so as not to give up halfway.

He was alone, and he could only hold on.

I couldn't hold it anymore, so I picked up a small gourd beside me and poured a large sip of fruit wine to quickly recover the mana consumed in my body.

It took three hours for a pale red, crystal clear, weak flame thorn silk armor to appear in mid-air. It wasn't until the whole piece of silk armor was woven that Ye Qin breathed a sigh of relief, dropped it back into the water, continued to soak it in the cold water pool, and soaked it for a few more days before it could be formed.

Subsequently, he began crafting the Flame Thorn Boots

After a few days, after the last few quenching procedures, a piece of Flame Thorn Silk Armor, Flame Thorn Silk Bracer, Thorn Leggings, and Flame Thorn Soft-soled Silk Boots have been refined.

The aura of the flame thorns was originally fiery and violent, but after nearly three months of cold water infiltration, this aura on the silk armor has become mild.

Ye Qin wore it on his body, just like warm jade, and the cold in the stone room also resisted a little. This is the inner armor, worn inside the clothes, and cannot be seen from the outside. Input a small amount of mana, the entire set of silk armor, emitting a faint red light, and a thin shield defense is automatically formed outside.

The refining is complete.

Ye Qin was excited, and used several low-level spells "Fireball", "Wind Blade", and "Earth Thorn" to hit it, and he didn't even leave an imprint on this set of middle-level spiritual weapons. At least it's okay to resist low-level spells. As for the mid-level spells, he hadn't learned them yet, and he couldn't cast them. However, he had used mid-level spell rune paper and knew the power, even if it was a mid-level spell, he couldn't split this set of spirit weapon silk armor. The chances of saving your life are greatly enhanced.

As for the magic weapon, it's hard to say, he hasn't seen the power of the magic weapon in full force.

Ye Qin estimated the time, it had been nearly three months since he had made the utensils in this stone room, and it was time to go back. Wearing silk armor and a green cloth shirt on the outside, he opened the mechanism of the stone chamber, "boom, boom!", and flashed out of the stone chamber.

What surprised Ye Qin was that three or four female disciples of Qingquan Peak, surrounded by a beautiful woman, were standing at the door of a stone house not far away, holding a few lower-level defensive spiritual weapons Snow Silk Armor in their hands, chattering excitedly about something.

"Senior Sister Xuexia, this newly-made snow silk armor is so beautiful, and there is a pattern of snow silkworms woven here. Why don't we keep it for ourselves, the cave trial, one piece per person, just enough to use. ”

"That's it!"

They suddenly heard the sound of the nearby stone chamber starting, and couldn't help but turn their heads, looking at Ye Qin in surprise, as if they didn't expect that there were other fellow disciples refining weapons here. whispered, "Who is this senior brother, why have you never seen it?" "He's making weapons here?"

The beautiful and gorgeous woman, with skin like clotted fat, slender and slender, although she was dressed plainly, she was elegant, and had a smell of being out of the ordinary. She stared at Ye Qin with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Ye Qin glanced at the silk inner armor in their hands, and secretly screamed ashamed. The snow silk armor they refined is called craftsmanship, and even the lace folding ornaments have been made. The thorn silk armor refined by himself is extremely coarse, and the degree of fineness is far inferior, and it can be used, but the appearance is much worse.

He nodded slightly to these fellow junior sisters, his expression was as usual, and then he flew away towards the snow mountain.

The beautiful woman said lightly to several other fellow juniors, "Let's go, most of the fellow juniors have already set off." The cave trial is still nearly a month away, and we have just refined a few sets of snow silk armor, and now we have time to rush over to participate in the trial!"

The women smiled and nodded, and the streamers and clothes fluttered, and they went down the mountain together.

(To be continued)