Relying on the power of the double-headed serpentine, Lin Yuan and Lu Xian copied an enemy's housekeeping treasure, and they were caught off guard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as the magic weapon can be driven by enough aura, the power usually does not make much difference due to the cultivation realm. This is the strength of the magic weapon, and it is also the limitation of the magic weapon. After the monk progresses to the foundation building period, the exercises will become more important.

Lu Xian manipulated the Dragon River Diagram to perform the Water Explosion Technique, leaving no room for the two in front of him to fight back. In the face of an enemy whose multiples are stronger than herself, she must be resolute and resolute, and there must be no hesitation.

In this way, Luo Hui, who could not move under the control of the Soul Arrest Mirror Replica, watched the terrifying attack in front of him with wide eyes, and was finally swallowed by the power of his own magic weapon.

Unable to unfold the protective props, he directly touched the bone-chilling water flow in the Dragon River Diagram with his body, and the water in his body instantly froze, and the whole person turned into ice crystals and was shattered.

Lu Zhengxun on the side saw that the situation was not good, and he knew that he could not take this move, so he crushed a magic weapon orb used to escape, disappeared on the spot, and moved hundreds of meters away.

Lin Yuan lost the restraint of the mirror and regained control of his body, and immediately inhaled heavily. If he delays a little longer, he will die of lack of oxygen.

Killed an enemy and defused the crisis again. At this time, Lu Xian was in a very good mood, and picked up Luo Hui's genuine Longhe diagram with a smile. It's a pity that the guy's storage bag is damaged and won't be opened. In addition, the ghost child and mother gun was blown up before, and this time going out is considered a gain and a loss.

Now that the young sect master of the Little Sword Sect has been killed by himself, Yan Kangmen and his new and old hatreds together cannot be completely resolved. Lin Yuan doesn't care, 'if there are too many lice, don't bite', he knows this best as a beggar.

The two were worried that Lu Zhengxun would come back again, so they took a light wind boat to perform a retreat to the mountain abyss. The ancient vines slowly formed a gate and brought them back to the gatekeeper.

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Roh Jung-hoon fled in a hurry and returned to his mansion, where he met Kong Bujie, who was looking for him everywhere.

"Where have you been? It's dangerous outside, so it's best not to leave my side. Hey, why is your face so bad?"

Lu Zhengxun told Kong Bujie about his unauthorized action just now. He had just been frustrated and frightened, and his speech had lost his condition, and he looked a little crazy. The majesty of the original head of the family disappeared at this time, and he was full of embarrassment.

Kong Bujie listened to the narration of the person in front of him, frowned and muttered in his heart.

'Is this person crazy, or has he been caught in the illusion and seen something wrong?' My Soul Arrest Mirror is just that, that Dragon River Diagram is the treasure of the Little Sword Sect, how can there be two. ’

He didn't believe Lu Zhengxun's description of this, but he believed that Luo Hui had been killed. After all, he had only cultivated the seventh layer of qi, and it was not unusual for him to be killed by the sixth-layer female cultivator named Lu Xian.

"Forget it, don't think about that. Kong Bujie said: "Then the people of Yankangmen have some skills, you can prepare me for the ring match in January, don't make any more troubles! That pair of genius brothers and sisters, I will get whatever I say to Luyang Zhenren!"

He said this with a reprimand in his tone, and the reprimanded head of the Lu family was like a defeated rooster, and returned to the room after responding weakly.

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After experiencing this catastrophe, the people of Yankangmen have spent a period of peace.

A month later. The patriarch of the sect 'Yan Kang Sanren' returned from his travels, the men of Linshan City returned to the mountain gate, and the inner disciples in the mountain abyss also went out.

Ordinary disciples were surprised to find that the cultivation of their own 'inner disciples' had all been improved to above the fourth level of qi cultivation within a month. Senior Sister Lu even directly entered the sixth layer of Qi training. And Lu Yuanzhi, who had the highest cultivation among them, had only just consolidated the realm of the second layer of Qi cultivation.

Lin Yuan has been busy making money in the past month, and together with Ding Rong, one of them is refining the Qi Gathering Pill, and the other is refining the iron ingot into a spirit iron ingot. Since the spiritual material came for nothing, it was very famous.

After a month's effort, they saved a thousand spirit stones for the sect, and during this period, they also purchased many pills needed for the sect's cultivation. Although it is a little harder than when I pulled the spirit grass and sold it, I no longer worry about being too conspicuous and being remembered by people with intentions. Qi Gathering Pill and Spirit Iron Ingot are both the most basic cultivation materials.

At this time, the two of them were not at the Yankangmen Mountain Gate, but in the abyss of the mountain refining the meteorite medicine tripod.

The spiritual grass of this mountain abyss has been squandered by the inner disciples for a month, but it is only a drop in the bucket. Now that a fairly large-scale iron-making blast furnace has risen, Lin Yuan uses his already very proficient fire control skills to provide firepower and maintain the heat of the meteoric molten iron.

Ding Rong performed his refining stunt, turning the aura into a medicine tripod mold and half-hanging in the air. The scale of the mold is not the kind of small tripod that Danyang gave to Lin Yuan, but a large medicine tripod that is enough for Guan Qi to use as a bathtub.

The meteorite tripod does not need to be made entirely of meteorite iron, only the meteorite is ground into powder and sprinkled with molten iron according to the proportion.

The molten iron flowed down the blast furnace channel, touched Ding Rong's aura mold, and was wrapped in aura and slowly filled with it. Not long after, the molten iron floated in the air and took the shape of a medicine pod, but it was still red and shiny.

A large amount of spiritual energy poured out of the brass bracelet on Ding Rong's wrist, and he rushed towards the iron water medicine tripod, completely covering it and slowly compacting it.

Lin Yuan's work was over, and he sat on a wooden stake and looked up at the refining process. The two of them had already practiced the production of medicine tripods with ordinary molten iron before, and the Ding family had their own refining secrets, which should not be shown to outsiders normally. Considering the kindness with Lin Yuan and the down-and-out appearance of his family, Ding Rong also had no worries about this.

The hot metal pod floated in front of her, the heat scorching her skin. Lin Yuan could even perceive with the naked eye that Ding Rong's skin color was roasted a little deeper by this temperature.

The aura that envelops the molten iron is gradually absorbed, and the temperature of the molten iron gradually decreases. After all the aura was absorbed, Ding Rong threw Ding into the big bucket next door to cool down and set the shape, which was done.

A large amount of white smoke came out of the bucket, but it couldn't stop Lin Yuan from running excitedly to investigate the situation. The Meteorite Tripod has a strange color, with a metallic glow of emerald green. Although there is no pattern on the body, it looks like a rough embryo, which is not very beautiful, but it does not affect the use.

Waiting for the meteorite iron tripod to cool down, Lin Yuan didn't say a word and directly opened the furnace for alchemy. Half a day passed, and five hundred top-grade Qi Gathering Pills were so freshly baked.

"It's so easy to use!"

Lin Yuan was holding the elixir that was piled up like fried soybeans, and he was so moved that he wanted to cry. This was the first time he had refined three hundred pills in one go, and in the past, he had refined fifty pills at most at a time, and if he had more, there would be a scrapped pill. The more you refine in one go, the more scrap you have, and the worse the quality of the finished product will be.

The strength of the meteorite tripod lies in this, which can stabilize the medicinal properties and reduce the probability of defective products. Ding Rong had said this a long time ago, but Lin Yuan didn't expect the effect to be so powerful.

He excitedly turned his face at Ding Rong, who was sweating profusely and had excessive spiritual energy consumption, and said excitedly: "I'll try what will happen if I refine five hundred pills in one go!" Although there was no word of thanks such as 'thank you for your hard work', it made Ding Rong feel very satisfied.

As a craftsman, the best compliment and affirmation is to be able to make something that excites the guests.

There is still no big problem in refining five hundred Qi Gathering Pills in one go, there are a small number of waste products, and the quality has not decreased much, which is a little better than the medicine store.

In the past month, Lin Yuan's cultivation has not improved in the slightest, and all his energy has been focused on making money through alchemy. Now, his craft has reached the level of 'skilled Qi Gathering Pill Refiner' by relying on frequent and intensive actual combat practice. If he continued to improve, at most, he would refine more pills with fewer medicinal materials, which would not be of much use to him who had the Shanyuan Medicine Valley.

At this time, it was already late at night in the valley, and Ding Rong sat on the meteorite tripod he had refined, looking up at the narrow starry sky outside the valley.

Not only did she fulfill her father's last wish, but her first stage as a craftsman was also completed and she had her own masterpiece. She looked at her brass bracelet and muttered, "I can start cultivating...... with a slightly sad expression.

Lin Yuan didn't understand the current atmosphere, and urged her to change her clothes and prepare to leave here and return to Yankang Gate.

Ding Rong is basically naked when he works, and he wears an apron, and this time is no exception. Hearing Lin Yuan's urging, she seemed to have made up her mind, took off her apron with a smile, and just in front of Lin Yuan, she didn't shy away at all.

This situation is not common, and she usually finds a place where no one is to change her clothes. Lin Yuan stood in front of him like this, witnessing the scene of the apron sliding down, coughing in shock, and almost spurting out two or two nosebleeds from his nose.

"It's too late now. Ding Rong grabbed his clothes, tilted his head, and looked at the sky with a smile. "Otherwise, let's rest here for the night and go back tomorrow. ”

"It doesn't take much time to go back, two minutes is enough! Isn't it good to go back and rest?" Lin Yuan complained in his heart.

After Ding Rong finished speaking, he stripped himself to a bare buttocks, climbed into the medicine tripod, and lay inside.

"I'll sleep here today. Are you coming?" came Ding Rong's shout.

Even if Lin Yuan was mentally retarded, it was impossible not to understand the meaning.

Seeing that Lin Yuan was still hesitating, there was another urging voice from Ding, "Come on, the skin feels cool against the meteoric iron, and it is very comfortable." You take off your clothes and come in, too. ”

Ding Rong is a beautiful girl, basically all the female cultivators except for Lu Xian are beautiful, which is the result of the nourishment of the spiritual root.

Lin Yuan was teased by these words and wanted to vomit blood, and heard the sound of Ding Rong rolling in Dingnei, like a fresh carp out of the water, fluttering and laughing.

Just listening to that voice, he made up some scenes in his mind. "Well, it's not a joke, is it?" he was still coercing.

"Hmm~ How can I say it. Anyway, you'll know when you come in, and you'll have the benefits!

"What, what's the benefit?" Lin Yuan's teeth chattered.

"You are my benefactor, and I will not treat you badly. Rest assured. ”

In the end, Dingnai still got into the second person.

"I said don't wear clothes!"

"Oh. ”

"I'll take it off for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

"Alright!" a cloud of clothing was thrown out of the top and draped over a piece of grass. "Pick it up, what's next?"

"Then don't move, cross your legs and get ready to run the week. ”

"Ah??? don't we want that?"

"Yes, but I'll give it to you later! I'll cultivate first. This exercise is my family's ancestor, and it is the first time to practice, so please include more if you are not proficient. ”

Ding Rong said this, stretching out his arm outside the ding, absorbing the aura of the spiritual grass around him. Not long after, a light curtain formed by a large area of grass and tree aura surrounded the entire medicine tripod.

She sat opposite Lin Yuan and ran the week, attracting the aura to her side.

Then the movements changed, and a pair of flesh were entangled, like a husband and wife. Surrounded by aura, the two figures seemed to fuse into a flesh-made elixir. The Meteorite Tripod gradually heated up in the process, refining them.

This is Ding Rong's family heirloom exercise, with the help of the magic weapon he has refined, and the practice practiced with monks of the opposite sex - Lang Huan Secret Technique.