In the northwest of Yizhou, deep in the mountains, inaccessible places, Jiang Feng stopped. According to the map of the Blood Knife, the place where the Blood Knife wants him to come should be here.

Jiang Feng also took a general look at the surrounding terrain, and found nothing except mountains and woods. It seems that not only ordinary people do not come to this place, but even monks do not come.

"The content of spiritual energy, so low, can be regarded as a poor mountain and bad water. If the Tomb of the Thieves chooses here, it is really safe. Jiang Feng muttered as he looked around.

Ziwei sat diagonally opposite Jiang Feng. Ziwei didn't seem to care at all about what Jiang Feng muttered. Jiang Feng also knew that unless he talked to Ziwei first, otherwise, Ziwei would rarely talk to him first.

"You rest first, I'll see if I can grab something and come back for lunch." Jiang Feng stood up and said as he walked towards the woods. After taking a few steps, Jiang Feng also turned his head and said to Ziwei in a very emphasised tone: "If someone comes, you can hide, don't wait for me to come back, I see blood all over the ground." I don't want to see other people die, and I don't want to see you die. ”

Ziwei didn't look at Jiang Feng at all, as if Jiang Feng didn't exist. Jiang Feng's teeth were itchy with anger, and he secretly scolded himself in his heart for not looking for trouble. Wouldn't it be better if she died, and if she died, she wouldn't have to worry about it.

Barren mountains and mountains, ordinary people will not come here at all. The aura content is low, and the monks will not choose to cultivate here. In fact, Jiang Feng didn't need to worry about someone coming at all. His advice was really in vain.

It didn't take long for Jiang Feng to come back. He carried two rabbits and a pheasant, lit a fire with a smile, disposed of the rabbits, took out a small pot, and was about to make lunch.

"This rabbit may not taste good when roasted. The dry pot is very good, and I like to eat the dry pot rabbit very much. Jiang Feng said while busy.

More often, Jiang Feng seemed to be talking to himself. Ziwei didn't talk, and Jiang Feng didn't care about her. Anyway, Jiang Feng didn't talk to Ziwei, he was talking to Lan Wu. But Lan Wu can't eat, you are talking here about how the dry pot rabbit is delicious, and it is strange that people can ignore you.

"Come, taste, it tastes good. Jiang Feng pointed to the steaming dry pot rabbit and said.

Ziwei walked over and sat down slowly, Jiang Feng had already started to eat by himself. The one that eats is called a fragrant, especially with two sips of ice and fire wine, it is even more refreshing. Ziwei also made a pair of chopsticks and ate rabbit meat.

When Jiang Feng was eating, he secretly looked at Ziwei, thinking that I have been busy for a long time, you can't eat for nothing, so you can praise me for a few words.

In Jiang Feng's anticipation, Ziwei nodded while chewing rabbit meat and said, "Not bad, good thing." ”

"It's delicious. I'll just say, the dry pot is delicious. If you like to eat, eat more. I made the pheasant in a while. Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Lan Wu said to Jiang Feng at this time: "The Blood Knife is from a bandit." What did he do when he was a bandit?"

The smile on Jiang Feng's face suddenly became less bright. Lan Wu is telling Jiang Feng, don't think that the things he makes are delicious, no matter how many people say that their blood knives are from cooks. You may have more good food than you.

"I mean your cornucopia is good. It's good stuff. It's used to cook rabbit meat, and it's a bit wasteful. Just when Jiang Feng was in a low mood, Ziwei's voice came.

This sentence stunned Jiang Feng's whole person. His gaze was extremely slow towards the pot on the fire. I thought in my heart, could it be that the cornucopia that Ziwei said was the pot she used?

Where does Jiang Feng have any pot, he has an extremely hard, but very light steel helmet. Just when he woke up in this world, Jiang Feng picked up this steel helmet. At that time, Jiang Feng had the idea of being a pot maker one day. No, his idea has already come true. But I didn't expect that this thing like a soldier's steel helmet turned out to be a cornucopia.

"You say this thing is a cornucopia? Jiang Feng asked.

Ziwei looked at Jiang Feng and looked slightly surprised. She said, "Don't you know that this is a cornucopia? ”

Jiang Feng jumped up directly and took his steel helmet, the cornucopia in Ziwei's mouth, from the fire. Then he poured out the rabbit meat inside. Ziwei is a person who can get by. When Jiang Feng fell out, Ziwei made a move, detaining all the parts that Jiang Feng poured out in the air. and moved it back to the fire.

Holding the steel helmet in his arms, Jiang Feng quickly ran to a small stream not far from here. After washing the steel helmet, Jiang Feng ran back again.

"Don't eat it yet, is this really a cornucopia?" Jiang Feng asked Ziwei.

Ziwei nodded, did not speak, and continued to eat rabbit meat. Jiang Feng looked inside and out with the steel helmet, and he was also studying with Lan Wu in his heart. But neither of them was sure if it was true.

"Since you recognize this thing, do you know how to use this thing?" Jiang Feng asked Ziwei again.

Ziwei nodded again, still didn't speak, and continued to eat her rabbit meat. Jiang Feng glanced at the rabbit meat in the pot formed by spiritual power on the fire, and thought that if it wasn't for the face of the blood knife, he would definitely beat Ziwei violently.

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat others, but you will be slashed by others. Lan Wu saw through Jiang Feng's careful thinking with a word.

Jiang Feng retorted to Lan Wu in his heart, he must not admit it to death. Even if he could hear what he was thinking, Lan Wu would never admit it.

On the surface, Jiang Feng smiled and said to Ziwei: "Then can you bother to point me out, how to use this thing." ”

Ziwei's eyes moved back and forth between the rabbit meat on the fire and the cornucopia in Jiang Feng's hand, as if she was making some kind of choice. After a full minute, Ziwei gave up the rabbit meat on the fire and looked intently at the cornucopia. Jiang Feng also hurriedly sent the cornucopia.

"Do you have a magic weapon? Ziwei, who took the cornucopia, said.

Jiang Feng hurriedly took out a long sword with a red hilt and a black body from the storage bag. He really wanted to see what this cornucopia could do. Is it really like the legend, gold and silver can appear? Or just copy something.

"Do you have the raw materials to make this artifact?" Ziwei said after taking the sword.

Jiang Feng nodded, took out the raw materials, and said when he handed them over: "Why do you still need raw materials, isn't the cornucopia able to be replicated indefinitely." ”

Ziwei also ignored Jiang Feng. After exporting her spiritual power into the cornucopia, Ziwei threw the longsword into the cornucopia, and then threw the raw materials for making the longsword into it. Don't look at the cornucopia is only the size of a steel helmet, but the long sword disappeared after entering.

The cornucopia flew up in the continuous output of spiritual power from crape myrtle. The cornucopia that slowly swirled in the air turned golden little by little. The pattern that was not clear on the surface has become clear. Jiang Feng saw that those patterns were all some gold and silver treasures and the like.

The golden light gradually became stronger, and there was a clanging sound in the cornucopia. After waiting for about five minutes, the golden light on the cornucopia began to wane, and Ziwei took it into her hand.

As soon as the mouth rushed out, a long sword with a red hilt and a black body fell out. Then came the second and third swords. At the end of the day, there are some remaining raw materials.

Ziwei threw the cornucopia to Jiang Feng like garbage, and went to eat rabbit meat again. Jiang Feng held the cornucopia and sat there smirking. He had now understood that this cornucopia could indeed replicate things. Raw materials are needed, but that's also amazing. If he got a superb elixir, wouldn't he be able to copy it directly when he found the elixir for refining the elixir, and he didn't have to worry about the failure of alchemy.