Chapter 2207 Whim

After entering the Wutian Sacred Monument, Liu Lang immediately took off the disguise mask.

The disguise mask that exudes an ancient atmosphere has a plain appearance. If you don't look carefully, you may think it is a toy played by ordinary children. But it was such a mask that could hide it from the Golden Immortal and the Emperor.

However, this is not the credit of Daoist Taiyi.

What really works for the disguise mask is the original core. The so-called refining by Daoist Taiyi actually only repairs the appearance of the disguise mask to a certain extent.

"Ai Chen, look at this mask."

Liu Lang called out the spirit Ai Chen.

As a weapon spirit, Ai Chen is still in the form of a soul body, but after being merged with the Wutian Sacred Tablet, his soul power will be replenished in time and will not disperse.

"This mask..."

Ai Chen radiated his consciousness, inspected the mask carefully, and soon frowned.

"What's wrong?" Liu Lang asked.

In fact, he could directly read Ai Chen's thoughts, after all, there was a soul contract between the two, but Liu Lang didn't do that, because he never regarded Ai Chen as a slave.

"This mask has been around for a long time. It stands to reason that it should have collapsed long ago. However, it is really strange that it can still maintain its function." Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

As a former holy rank alchemist, as long as the memory is still there, the comprehension of the art is still there.

Even if Liu Lang didn't say a word, Ai Chen could see through the disguise mask at a glance.

"Could it be that the material is special?" Liu Lang is no longer a rookie. If he really wants to participate in the assessment of the Art Master Guild, even if he can't reach the ground level, he must at least be a top existence in the mysterious level.

Hearing what Ai Chen said, Liu Lang immediately thought of the possibility.

"Yes, the material is special." Ai Chen affirmed Liu Lang's statement after analyzing it for a while, "This kind of auxiliary fairy weapon usually does not use materials that are too strong, but the material used for this mask is It is enough to refine the strongest defensive fairy weapon, so right now, there is no sign of collapse."

"Is it possible to refine it again and restore it to heaven?" This is Liu Lang's most concerned question.

"It's very difficult."

Ai Chen shook his head, "From the point of view of structure, this mask should be something from outside the territory. The materials needed for re-refining may be difficult to find in the Three Realms. The most important thing is that the Wutian Sacred Tablet still lacks two The power of the source, the rules are not complete, it is possible to refine some earth-level immortal artifacts, but at the level of the sky level, even if the materials are complete, the rules in the monument are difficult to support."

"That's it!"

Liu Lang was very disappointed.

As an artifact spirit, Ai Chen couldn't get out of the Wutian Sacred Monument, and with Liu Lang's own strength, it would be a hurdle to refine an earth-level immortal artifact, let alone a heaven-level immortal artifact, plus the required refining time. The materials are hard to find, and it is impossible to improve the grade of the disguise mask.

As for Zhao Wude, there is no need to go there.

The principle is here, a clever woman can't cook without rice, no matter how miraculous Zhao Wude is, it is impossible to turn an earth-level fairy weapon into a heaven-level fairy weapon in a world with incomplete rules.

"Boss, this is the Qixue Pill that was cooked recently."

While Liu Lang was talking with Ai Chen, a tall and burly leader of the ancient race came up with a basket, and said in a human language that he had just learned and was still half-baked.

"Qi Xue Pill? Forget about it."

When Liu Lang saw the big basket of red pills, he felt a pain in the ass. Previously, he snatched half of the amethyst vein from Fu Weiping, but the raw amethyst is in the Three Realms and cannot be circulated.

However, Liu Lang came up with a different method.

That is, use a fully automatic alchemy pot to refine amethyst raw stones into qi and blood pills, and then sell the qi and blood pills, so that the amethyst coins can be recovered. The first batch of qi and blood pills have even been handed over to the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce. Long, Li Yao.

As a result, the situation in the future took a turn for the worse, and he had no energy left, so he went to the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce to toss about Qi and Blood Pills. Moreover, there is no need to toss about the Qi and Blood Pill in the future.

Because the world is out of the control of the heavens now, he is the king of the sea, he can take out the amethyst rough stone and make amethyst coins that only circulate in the world.

However, Liu Lang hadn't had time to tell the leader of the ancient race who was in charge of the matter of stopping refining the Qi and Blood Pill.

The most intelligent and intelligent leaders of the ancient races in these bloodline worlds are still mining ore and refining elixir day and night, and in a blink of an eye, it is a basket.

Fortunately, the aquariums of the four seas are all body refiners, so these qi and blood pills can't be wasted.

Liu Lang immediately made an explanation.

Several ancient race leaders learned that their work was over, and happily returned to the blood world. Before returning, they sent the automatic alchemy pot back to Liu Lang.

"This pot..."

Liu Lang looked at the pot under his feet, then at the disguise mask in his hand, and suddenly had a whim.

"Ai Chen, what do you think will happen if I put this mask into the pot?" Liu Lang asked for Ai Chen's opinion.

"I don't know." Ai Chen shook his head.

As the tool spirit of the Wutian Sacred Monument, Ai Chen knows everything inside the monument. Those leaders of the ancient races used this pot to refine Qi and Blood Pills. Ai Chen already knew about it.

However, Ai Chen has never thought about the principle of this fully automatic alchemy pot.

Putting in the raw amethyst stone, what comes out is Qi and blood pill, which is completely beyond the cognition of a holy rank art refiner.

"Do you want to try it?"

Liu Lang hesitated for a moment, and his intuition told him that if the mask is put in, there will definitely be changes, but it's hard to say whether it will be a good change or a bad change.

If what went in was a disguise mask and what came out was Qi and Blood Pill, it would be a big loss.

"It's a big deal to pack up and go back to the world, and be my emperor of the sea." Liu Lang imagined the worst outcome, and finally made a decision. At most, isn't the disguise mask ruined?

Without Liu Qing's identity, he would not be able to enter the Hundred Refinements Secret Realm, and he would still be able to live well.

This is not a life-or-death decision, so there is no need to worry too much about it.

Thinking about it, doing it, Liu Lang shook his hand and threw the disguise mask into the automatic alchemy pot.

But after waiting for a while, nothing happened.

"We should add a fire." Recalling the process of alchemy, Liu Lang immediately raised the fire, and squatted the automatic alchemy pot on the fire.

"There is still no response." After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the pot. Liu Lang probed to see, and the disguise mask lay quietly on the bottom of the pot without any change.

Ai Chen stood aside, watching Liu Lang's series of actions.

From the point of view of a holy rank art refiner, Liu Lang's approach is a bit whimsical, but that pot is indeed different.

"Why don't you add some rough amethyst?" Ai Chen came up with an idea from behind.