Three Hundred and Ten Iron Heart Tripod Upgrade
The girl restrained her smile, carefully observed the Iron Heart Cauldron, and kept spinning around it. During the period, she counterattacked the magic formula and shot a series of spiritual energy towards the iron heart cauldron, and doing these is only the first step in refining the weapon, which is called the watch tool. Only by truly understanding the spiritual weapon you want to refine can you maximize the success rate.
Zhou Xing saw her dizzy when she turned around, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated, taking the time to repair the hidden wounds in his body.
After more than an hour, Die Wu finally finished the first step. After sitting down again, she frowned and thought without saying a word. She has to formulate the best refining plan according to the actual situation of the Iron Heart Cauldron, and this plan must be able to improve the Iron Heart Cauldron to the greatest extent.
After experiencing the secret realm, the extraordinaryness of Tie Xin Ding has been deeply imprinted in her mind, and she is under a lot of pressure to refine such a thing that can be upgraded from a spiritual weapon to a spiritual treasure.
"Relax, it's okay." Zhou Xing saw it and said with a smile.
"Otherwise, you should find someone else. I'm afraid that such a good thing will be ruined by you!" the girl worried.
"Even if I don't have confidence in you, I still have confidence in it. You can't be broken." Zhou Xing joked.
"Well, if you dare to say that, then I must practice!" The girl stomped her feet angrily.
Die Wu looked down, raised her jade hand and shot out a wave of spiritual energy, igniting the big stove in front of her, the blue flame rose up in the stove, as if she was dancing, the tongue of fire frantically licked the four walls of the stove, the temperature in the nameless hall Quick rise.
Immediately, the girl got busy, pumping out spiritual energy for a while, adding various materials for a while, and quickly pinching out the mysterious formula for a while. Her forehead was dripping with sweat, but she didn't even have the time to wipe it off.
"Quick, quick! The middle-grade spiritual energy pills are not enough! This cauldron is so difficult to refine!" The girl found out that the consumption speed of the middle-grade spiritual energy pills was much faster than she expected, and she couldn't help screaming nervously.
Zhou Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly took out the middle-grade spiritual energy pill from his ring and gave it to her, only then did he overcome the difficulties one after another. But even so, the consumption speed of the spiritual energy pills made him terrified. Two hours later, the girl had consumed nearly 300 middle-grade spiritual energy pills. There are two hundred middle-grade spiritual energy pills, if it is still not enough, wouldn't it be a waste of all previous efforts and go to grandma's house?
In the extreme tension, the two survived for another hour, and when there were only thirty-five middle-grade spiritual energy pills left, the stove suddenly slammed loudly, shaking the hall as if it shook three times.
After being reborn from the ashes, the Iron Heart Cauldron escaped from the furnace and flew into the air,
Gold shines!
Four fire dragons roared inside the cauldron!
Lingbao!
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Early in the morning is the perfect time for practitioners to breathe out and refine Qi. When most Tianyuan disciples were meditating cross-legged, a young man in white was running hard. He ran faster and faster, like a gust of white wind blowing across the small The creek scraped through the woods, across the low mountains, and across the halls.
Zhou Xing went straight to Misty Peak, but he didn't stop at Yunxiao Temple, but continued to go up. Although he was climbing the mountain, his speed did not slow down at all, the white wind kept blowing upwards, until it reached the top of Misty Peak, the highest point of the entire Tianyuanzong.
Zhou Xing walked to the edge of the cliff, smiled, he saw the sea of clouds, the sea of clouds was endless, just under his feet.
Zhou Xing sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, silently recited the essentials of Guanyunquan, looked at the Taotaoyunhai, and began to comprehend the boxing.
Compared to Jingxin Fist, Zhou Xing's Guanyun Fist was too poor. Before the mysterious young man in white appeared, he didn't dare to fight this set of punches. Therefore, this first time Guanyun Wuquan, apart from the novelty, he paid special attention to it. He didn't dare to be distracted at all. See something else from the vast sea of clouds.
I don't know how long it has passed, Zhou Xing has long been dizzy, seeing everything is white, but still gritted his teeth and persisted. At this moment, an old man in tattered robes with a broom in his hand came up to him and said bluntly: "Get out of the way, don't hinder me from sweeping the floor."
Zhou Xing was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly got up to give up his seat.
The old man swung the broom and swayed a few times where Zhou Xing was sitting before. The broom didn't even touch the ground, and then he went to sweep other places.
Zhou Xing was a bit puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and looked at the old man's back suspiciously, then sat back to the original place and continued to watch the clouds and practice boxing.
After a while, the old man came back with the broom and said to him, "Get out of the way, don't hinder me from sweeping the floor."
Now Zhou Xing was a little angry, so he asked: "Didn't this place just be cleaned? Besides, this place is not dirty, there is no dust."
"I'm not sweeping dust."
"Then what are you scanning?" Zhou Xing was very puzzled.
"I'm sweeping idiots." The old man said bluntly.
Zhou Xingteng stood up suddenly, and asked angrily: "Old man, why are you swearing? Are you also from Tianyuanzong? There are not many people in Tianyuanzong now, and I have seen most of them. Why have I never seen you? Let alone , do you know me? Why do you call me a fool? How did I offend you? "
The old man laughed and said: "Isn't it just the Pomosquito Fist, a common practice. If you look at the clouds like this, even if your eyes are blinded, don't try to realize anything. Are you an idiot?"
The other party just took a few glances at him, and then told him the exercises he had practiced, and knew that he was watching the clouds and practicing boxing. Zhou Xing couldn't help being surprised again, and then he looked at the other party seriously.
The old man has gray hair, is of medium height, slightly fat, and has a good complexion, but there seems to be sorrow coiled between his brows. Although the clothes worn by the old man were tattered, they could still be identified as Tian Yuanzong's robes, so Zhou Xing felt relieved, otherwise, if an unfriendly stranger appeared in front of him, he couldn't pretend that he didn't see it.
"Let's be honest, young man, it's not right for you to look at the clouds like this." The old man sighed and said while leaning on the broom.
Zhou Xing half-believingly asked: "Then how do you look at it?"
The old man hung a wine gourd around his waist, took it off and threw it to Zhou Xing, and said with a smile, "Before watching the clouds, you must drink heavily! Watching the clouds when you are slightly drunk, the effect is the best!"
Zhou Xing didn't like drinking, and he got a headache when he saw alcohol, so he waved his hands repeatedly.
"Drink quickly, if you don't drink, you won't be able to practice Guanyun Fist!" The old man urged.
Zhou Xing really didn't realize anything through watching the clouds, so he simply turned a dead horse into a living horse doctor, unplugged the gourd, took half a sip carefully, and felt extremely spicy, worse than anything else.
The old man laughed and said, "Drink like a bitch. I'll give you another chance, drink three gulps right now, and if you don't drink, you'll admit that you're a bitch!"
Zhou Xing didn't flinch from the old man's near-rogue statement. He immediately raised the gourd and poured the wine into his mouth, and he really drank three gulps.