Enhance comprehension

Looking at the materials with weird names in the bamboo slips, Wan Hu suddenly went crazy. Although he had never seen the production diagram of the spiritual weapon, he could roughly infer that Zichou Yinmao came, but the production process in front of him was

, or the raw materials, are far beyond my knowledge. Is this still a weapon refining?

"Master...this map is wrong!"

"Oh, this is the map of the Arad continent. As long as the raw materials are put together according to the map array, the earth fire refining can be done. It is simple and fast. This is invented by Master Wei with many years of experience and the integration of the weapon refining method in the world of cultivation.

New craftsmanship, don’t admire your sister too much!” Kelly boasted arrogantly.

"But I've never heard of this raw material." Wan Hu asked immediately.

"Oh, here are the instructions for refining the raw materials. Just follow this and refine the raw materials one by one." Kelly threw out another bamboo slip.

Wan Hu once again immersed himself in his consciousness and read it carefully. It listed all kinds of strange refining methods. The refining method of just one piece of material was almost like refining a magic weapon. Wan Hu suddenly had a headache.

"Isn't this unnecessary!" Wan Hu couldn't help but say.

"How dare you question me? Then let me ask you, if you use the refining method of the world of cultivation, how likely is your boy to hope to be able to refine a spiritual weapon?" Kelly was slightly angry.

"This..." Wan Hu hesitated.

Spiritual weapons are different from magic weapons. They are magic weapons used by Golden Core Stage monks. Not only do they consume a huge amount of spiritual power, but they are also extremely difficult to refine. They consume countless materials and the refining process is cumbersome. Small mistakes may cause all the materials to be scrapped.

, only the masters of the golden elixir stage can maintain a certain success rate. Even so, they can often only refine a low-grade spiritual weapon. Many golden elixir monks spend their entire lives and it is difficult to obtain a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

Or a high-grade spiritual weapon.

More importantly, spiritual weapons need to identify their owners and need to be slowly nourished in the Dantian before their power will gradually increase. Many spiritual weapons only have one owner in their lifetime, which further makes their circulation difficult.

"Boy, the spiritual weapon refined in this way only needs to be refined with special strengthening materials to be strengthened, and the success rate is also very high. You will have nothing to do and enjoy yourself." Kelly continued.

"Oh, let me give it a try." Wan Hu still had a hint of bravery on his lips, and in his heart he had already admired this strange master. If this method of refining the weapon could be successful, Wan Hu couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of the value of the spiritual weapon.

Flowers bloomed.

"The special hardener requires black copper and hematite to be forged to the third level. It depends on the fusion of cassia grass and Tianxin liquid. The cores of the third-level monsters are broken and applied together. The fourth-level earth fire..."

Although the refining technique is weird, fortunately it is not too advanced. Even Wan Hu, a half-time cultivator, successfully refined a portion of the material after refining it three times.

A good start is half the success. Wan Hu wiped his sweat and continued to refine it, as if the peerless spiritual weapon was waving to him.

"Master, what is this Kakun stove usage scroll?" Wan Hu rummaged through the bamboo slips, but could not find the instructions for this material.

"Oh, that's useless, just use the ground fire here instead." Kelly replied casually.

"Um, is it that simple?"

"Do you still have a choice? Find a higher-grade fire in the future and temper it."

"Oh." Wan Hu scratched his head and stopped complaining.

After two days and two nights, all the materials were finally refined. Wan Hu's refining techniques have also been improved to a certain extent. I believe that if he refines it again, both the success rate and speed will be greatly improved.

Next, all he had to do was outline a talisman array, put all the materials on it, and temper it with earth fire. Wan Hu refreshed himself and started this crucial step.

At first, the materials just gradually melted and merged in mysterious ways. After a while, a gun embryo slowly took shape, slightly smaller than the Nianqi revolver. Wan Hu felt a little relieved...

Three hours later, the gun embryo was fully formed. Wan Hu wiped his sweat, took out a spirit-boosting pill and held it in his mouth, and continued to temper it with the earth fire. According to the design drawing, it was only the first stage.

Next, there will be 7749 hours of non-stop tempering to complete this refining. Wan Hu couldn't help but secretly cursed, this refining of the spiritual weapon was definitely not done by humans.

A few days later, Wan Hu walked out of the Dihuo Hall with a dejected look. The dazzling sunshine made him feel dizzy for a moment. Coupled with his nearly exhausted spiritual power, he kept refining the weapon for days and nights, both mentally and physically.

Physically, Wan Hu reached a limit, but fortunately he succeeded in the end, which brought a bit of joy to Wan Hu, otherwise Wan Hu would have vomited blood and died.

While Wan Hu was cursing the weapon refining pervert, he walked towards the other courtyard he had formed before.

Qian'er hadn't come back yet, so Wan Hu didn't bother to think about what Qian'er had done and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Wan Hu woke up, or rather he was kicked awake.

"Asshole, where have you been fooling around again? It took you so long to come back!" Qian'er cursed.

"Uh...it's Qian'er." Wan Hu replied after regaining consciousness for a while.

"Brother Wan, I haven't seen you back for four days. The boss and I thought you were kidnapped by Bai Qingxin, and we searched for you for a long time..."

"It's good for you, you even fell asleep!" Qian'er angrily kicked Wan Hu several times.

"Qian'er, are you worried about me?" Wan Hu couldn't help but feel a little touched, Qian'er was actually worried about him.

"Bah, bah, bah! Who is worried about you? I am not worried about you. What I am worried about is... what I am worried about is the tribute. By the way, I haven't paid tribute in four days, you bastard!" Qian'er's pretty face smiled slightly.

Red, angry and frustrated.

"Oh, yes, yes." Wan Hu hurriedly prepared the Shengxian Liquid.

"Forget it, let's skip it today, the time is wrong." Qian'er looked at the setting sun outside and stopped Wan Hu.

"Oh, then..." Wan Hu felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"First, let me tell you what you have done these days, Xiaobai. If he dares to lie, you are welcome."

"Yes, boss." Bai Lie naturally obeyed Qian'er's words.

"Well..." Wan Hu didn't know where to start.

"Xiao Bai!" Qian'er immediately shouted to Bai Lie.

"Brother Wan, I'm sorry." After saying this, Bai Lie rubbed his fists.

"I said, I said!" Seeing that Bai Lie was serious about coming, Wan Hu hurriedly defended himself.

"I first changed some materials in Haiyue Pavilion, and then..." Wan Hu told everything he could about what he had done, and looked at Qian'er tremblingly, wondering if she would mention it again.

any request.

"You said your kid refined a spiritual weapon?" Qian'er asked in surprise.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Wan Hu said solemnly.

"Take it out and take a look."

"Oh, we agreed to just look at Ang." Wan Hu was afraid that the automatic Shining that he had worked so hard to practice would be snatched away by Qian'er, so he took it out anyway.

"Oh?" Qian'er took this strange spiritual weapon and looked at it carefully.

"This is very similar to the magical weapon you used to interrupt the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Trees."

"Well, it's the same weapon."

"These are some strange things, Xiaobai, take a look." Qian'er casually threw the Shining Pistol to Bai Lie.

Bai Lie used both hands to break it apart, sniffed it again, and threw it back.

"Boss, in terms of hardness, it is a spiritual weapon, and its aura is very similar to that of Brother Wan." Bai Lie obviously doesn't understand human spiritual weapons, especially such extremely weird magical weapons.

"Is it possible to refine a better spiritual weapon? Or a treasure weapon or something?" Qian'er casually threw the Shining Pistol to Wan Hu.

"If there are better materials and more advanced fire, the spiritual weapon should be able to do it. The magic weapon of the Nascent Soul stage may be difficult." Wan Hu responded modestly...

"If it's difficult, it's possible. Refining a treasure for me, a knife or a sword." Qian'er said to Wan Hu in a very unambiguous manner. It felt like there were treasures and other rubbish all over the street and anyone could just find one.

Refining is average.

"This..." Wan Hu obviously couldn't accept it, but when he saw Bai Lie's eager look, he didn't dare to refuse.

"That's it. I won't rush you. I'll give you half a year, otherwise... humph."

Sometimes, not saying a threat is scarier than saying it. Unknown potential threats are the scariest. Wan Hu was coaxed into agreeing to such an unequal treaty.

"By the way, what have you been doing these past few days?" Wan Hu suddenly asked.

"Of course I'm looking for you." Qian'er said slightly unnaturally.

"Nothing else?" Wan Hu naturally would not simply believe it.

At this time, before Qian'er could say anything, a roar outside interrupted the conversation of the three of them. Wan Hu and the others hurriedly ran out to watch, only to see that the gate of the other courtyard had long since disappeared, and the small defensive phantom formation naturally collapsed, and in the dust

, walked out to count people, and the leader was the beautiful female cultivator Bai Qingxin.

At this time, the big man surnamed Yan had disappeared. Following Bai Qingxin were two monks with even more astonishing momentum. Needless to say, they were naturally golden elixir stage monks. Bai Qingxin's purpose of coming this time was self-evident.

"It's too much for you to break into a house in broad daylight." Wan Hu immediately stood up and prepared for the attack.

"Hahaha, is there anything in this Chaos City that I dare not do?" Bai Qingxin laughed wildly.

"I advise you not to go too far. There are people outside the world, and there is a destiny outside the world. Don't lose your life because of trivial things." Wan Hu acted like a worldly expert, bluffing, and his voice was extremely loud.

"Oh? Louder! Haha, even if you shout until your throat is broken, no one will come to save you!" At this moment, Bai Qingxin clearly looked like a female gangster.

"There's so much nonsense, Xiaobai, don't leave any one behind." Qian'er obviously couldn't stand it anymore, so she gave an order and ran out at the same time as Bai Lie.

When the two men behind Bai Qingxin saw this, they also took out their magic weapons and fought with Qian'er Bai Lie.

Due to Wan Hu's warning in advance, Qian'er and Bai Lie did not transform. They just fought with their own bodies using pure strength. They had a slight advantage against the two Jindan monks who went all out.

Wan Hu turned his hand and took out the newly formed spiritual weapon - Automatic Shining. He flicked it with his right hand, and the gun god showed a crimson color. He fired a shot at the golden elixir monk who was fighting Bai Lie, and it burned instantly.

At the moment of flames, the bullet shot out, hitting the golden elixir monk's shoulder with lightning speed, mixed with frightening power.

The shoulder of the golden elixir monk exploded instantly, and his arm must have split open, and blood spurted out. Bai Lie punched him in the neck without hesitation, and just like that, the golden elixir monk died immediately. The entire moment lasted only a few breaths.

The battle on Qian'er's side also ended in the same way. The opponent was beaten into a human shape and could not close his eyes until death. The low-level monks around Bai Qingxin were not spared either. Bai Lie knocked them all down in an instant with three strikes, five by five, and two.

One of them couldn't escape. After harvesting these lives, Bai Lie returned behind Qian'er, his face expressionless, as if he was doing an insignificant thing.

Wan Hu's expression was a little weak, and he seriously injured the Golden Core monk with one shot. Naturally, the spiritual power absorbed by this shot was not something that an ordinary mid-stage foundation-building monk could bear, but fortunately, there was only some empty spiritual power, and there was no

Serious problem.

At this time, Bai Qingxin looked at the three people in front of her with a horrified look, at a loss.

Wan Hu suddenly lost his childlike innocence, walked up to Bai Qingxin with a vicious look on his face, and shouted in a vulgar tone.

"You yell too, even if you break your throat, no one will come to save you!"

ps: After hard work coding a chapter, I logged into the backend, only to lose a collection, which made me burst into tears...

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